Jason's POV
Jogging every morning is like a daily routine for me and Chase. He would always show up at my apartment every 6am on the dot as my morning alarm and we would jog down the streets and follow the familiar trail to the park and run a few more laps before we circle back to my place. Chase is usually the chatty one, always talking about any random things that includes girls just to slow me down. But this morning was an exception. He had a serious look on his face that I've rarely seen a few times, and he was actually focused on jogging that he's suddenly running a few paces ahead of me. I caught up to him and shot him a curious glance while trying to keep up my pace with him.
"You okay dude?" His jaw tightened as he quickly glanced back at me.
"Yeah, why?" He replied with a hint of rage in his tone.
"Just asking. So how was that date with Falcon's daughter yesterday?"
As soon as the question left my mouth, he immediately slows down and stopped running while placing his hands on his hips and trying to catch his breath.
"Please don't ask me anything about that."
I stood by his side and raised my brows in confusion at him.
"Why not?" He gave me a frustrated look and sighed out loud.
"Because it was horrible, okay? And you were right, it was a bad idea." I chuckled and ran my fingers through my hair, secretly glad that he finally agrees that I was right all along.
"What happened?" He groans and starts to walk ahead of me.
"First off, she's so not my type. Second, she's too predictable! I was like able to tell that she had been rehearsing to say everything she said to me, the minute she walks in to that restaurant. And third, I know for a fact that the P.I that I hired did a thorough background check on her and I read the file and now I can almost memorize everything about her but she had the audacity to lie to my face. And you know how much I despise liars man. I'm not doing it, I'm not gonna marry her or anyone else. I don't know what the hell got into me that I suddenly decided to just marry anyone just for the sake of business."
I knew it. I knew that his plan to get married will not work out. I know him and I also know for a fact that he will easily back out from this plan because unfortunately, Falcon's daughter was not a perfect match for him. I mean who is? I think by the time he decides to finally settle down he will probably be in his late forties after he enjoys playing around with women.
"I'm glad you finally came to your senses. I told you, we don't need the Falcon Group. I can easily get this project done without any help."
He scoffed and then starts walking backwards so that he's facing me.
"Oh the Falcon deal is still on. I might be backing out from marrying his daughter but I'm not backing out from getting that contract deal signed by him."
I narrowed my eyes at him and looked away, my annoyance with his idea was starting to resurface.
"You're not giving up on that one yet?" He shrugged casually.
"Nope. I have other ways that might work."
"Okay. Does that mean you'll also try your luck with the rest of his daughters? How many of them again?" He glared at me and starts walking normal again.
"Three. And no, I'm not doing that again. She was my only best shot for that plan to go through but sadly, it didn't work. So I'll pass on the idea to try with the other two daughters cos after what happened yesterday, who knows what other lies they might come up with."
I chuckled and shook my head slowly.
"Yeah good luck with that." He smiled back and gave me a challenging look.
"You'll thank me later Cartwright. Race you back!"
He sprints ahead of me, leaving me staring after him with amusement.
"We'll see about that."
Shay's POV
I was right in the middle of doing my makeup, when mom suddenly barged into my room with a scowl on her face. I immediately stood up from my vanity to face her and her glaring eyes penetrated hard onto mine.
"What the hell happened yesterday?" She yelled to my face.
"Nothing, why?"
"Then how the hell do you explain Chase Evans calling me this morning to tell me how it was nice to meet you but it will also be his last?!"
That bastard really went out of his way just to tell my mother that?! I swear I will kill him if I ever see his stupid face again.
"Maybe he's just not interested." Her eyes narrowed into slits as she stared hard at me with a cold look on her face.
"Don't give me that same bullshit Shay-Lina. He was such a nice young man, I swear that he was going to be the one but you're always the problem!" I glared back and my fists automatically clenched by my sides.
"You won't even let me explain what really happened yesterday?" She rolled her eyes and held up her hand for me to stop talking.
"Your excuses are getting old, I've had enough of that." I chuckled in disbelief.
This is so unbelievable!
"You don't even know what he did to me yesterday and you're already labelling him as the good guy? You know what I really think of him? He's an asshole! A rude conniving narcissistic bastard that-"
The slap came faster before the words even left my mouth. The sting from the impact vibrates in my ears that the feeling to storm out and never come back was getting so unbearable at this very moment.
"I have been doing so much for you and yet all you can do is act like the ungrateful, good-for-nothing daughter you are. This life would have been so much easier for me if you weren't born in the first place."
Anger bubbled up inside me. I slowly turned to face her again and scoffed while tucking my hair behind my ear.
"Was that my fault?" She fiercely grabbed my arm and dug her sharp nails in my skin that it was beginning to hurt.
"Don't give me that attitude. You're nothing in this house you hear me? You're just a blood sucking leech feeding off the money that your father and your brother and sister works hard for and all you do is go out, sleep and eat. Be thankful that you're still living under my roof Shay-Lina. Now get changed and be downstairs for breakfast."
She released my arm and walks out of the room. As soon as the doors close shut behind her, I finally released my breath. It's always like I can't breathe in the same air as them, every time I'm here in this house it's like the oxygen is being sucked out of me. It's why I chose to start working in secret just so I can escape from this hellhole for a while.
Well this is life. And mine is a real nightmare that I desperately need to escape from.
Shay's POVAround noon, I checked the time on my phone and saw that it was almost 4pm. Since boredom is my only friend, I texted Sylvia to let her know that I'm on my way to meet her at work so we can go to her place together and hang out. I quickly changed into some casual jeans and a light top and called a cab to come pick me up cos I don't feel like taking my car or in the mood to drive. Ten minutes later the taxi pulled up in front of the company's building and I paid the driver and stepped out of the vehicle with the cool afternoon breeze blowing through my hair.I texted Sylvia again to let her know that I'm waiting for her outside and she texted me back a minute later, saying that she's almost done and she'll be down in a while. For that reason, I went into the café nearby and bought myself an iced Americano and came back out front and waited again. It was almost half past five when she finally texted back that she's on her way down now and I've almost finished my third drink f
Shay's POVEvery morning is like the same routine repeating itself every day. I get ready for work and left home in my casual clothes and then later change in my car in a suitable work outfit. My mother always leaves home every morning just to meet up with her friends and have breakfast at a fancy restaurant. Sometimes I wonder whether her friends have a life or has other things to do rather than meeting up with my mom every day and talk about their boring lifestyle. My father and Shawn are the only two people who would take their time having breakfast at home first before leaving together for work. They would usually spend that time in talking about what they'll be doing for today, who will they be meeting, business things and whatsoever.I know Shelby is always having breakfast at her favorite restaurant before going straight to work. I even saw her once drinking coffee with some guy, it could be her secret boyfriend or some guy she's just seeing but honestly I highly doubt that she
Jason's POV"Well this is just the beginning. It is a pleasure to work with you Mr. Cartwright."I couldn't help myself smiling at the deal he just proposed. The benefits are good, the plan is brilliant, and they agree with my idea.It's perfect.Mr. Russo stood up and starts to shake Matt's hand and Chase's as well, I stood up from my seat and shook his hand politely and to the rest of his team advisors and lawyer. Matt starts to escort them out of the room and my eyes quickly snapped back to Chase who slumped back in his seat with a heavy sigh. What bothers me about him was that, he was wearing his dark shades the whole time and never bothered to take them off during the meeting. I cleared my throat to get his attention and he stood up again and faced me."You were late again today." He just nods his head and stared at the portrait hanging on the wall near the door."I had to meet up with someone first. Thought it was important but I guess I was wrong."With his shades on I couldn't
Shay's POV"He has that cool, boss like demeanor you know? Sometimes I get shocked of how intimidating he can be, like he has this on and off switch that he can press anytime to become scary while dealing with work and switched back to the kind and cool guy he really is. That's like one of the things that I like about him, he surely knows how to handle himself really well without any help from anyone."The whole time Sylvia was going on and on about Jason, my eyes were fixated on her expression the whole time. It's only a matter of time till she realizes that she could be in love with him. I don't know him that well but she sure does, and it's probably not that hard to like a guy like Jason. He's good looking, has that hint of an aussie accent in his voice, very professional at work and I can tell that he's actually a nice guy even without Sylvia telling me that he really is.Sylvia and I are more like best friends than cousins. I know her better than anyone and I also know the last t
Shay's POV"I think the lawyers can handle this part." I placed my pen down on the table and intertwine my fingers together in front of me before looking across the table at Mr. Morris, the director of the company.As much as I like the way he easily comes up with ways of running the business, it is still my job to help him make the better decision by the end of the day. Right now, I'm starting to feel unsettled about all the other confusing details of the profiting process that I just can't seem to come up with a solution that we both can agree on. I glanced back at Mr. Morris and focus my attention back on him."Yes, okay, but perhaps we should consider letting one of the board members know about this so we can also consider their opinions about this matter. What do you say?"He stares down at the table and rubs his white beard with his hand, obviously thinking about my suggestion. He suddenly looks up again and then closed the file in front of him."I agree. But first things first,
Jason's POVMistakes happens all the time. Even if we realized it later on, it's too late. The damage is already done. I always knew that I've made a mistake somewhere when the feeling starts to bother me. The feeling of being unsettled, losing focus, and trying to figure out what could I have possibly done wrong?The exact same thing happened to me right after those words left my mouth;"You're fired."It rings even louder in my head and it makes me feel agitated that what I had done was a big mistake. Although on from one point of view, I was only doing what a normal boss would do when his employee disrespected a friend of his in an unfriendly manner. I'll admit that I was kinda interested in her from the beginning and when she asked me out in the elevator the other day, I was surprised that she made the first move but I hid my disappointment in time when I realized the real reason behind her question.I swear to god, this pandemic is changing the female population in this world to
Shay's POVAs usual, I woke up the next morning when my alarm starts to ring. It took me a minute to remember that I just got fired yesterday so there's no reason for me to set up my alarm anymore because I have no job now. I angrily switched off my alarm and lied back in bed and stared at nothing but the ceiling above me. I can't believe that jerk! He obviously took his friend's side and fired me just because I told her off. I stayed in bed for another five minutes before I finally decided to get up and get ready for breakfast. No job now which means there's nothing else for me to do and just bore myself to death with lame activities that occupies my time.I put my hair up in a bun and right before I grab my necklace to put it on, a sudden thought popped into my head. Jason's friend is the reason why I got fired and she will pay for it. I quickly grabbed my laptop and sat on top of my bed and Google her name.Jaliyah KengHer results popped up in the screen and I was surprised to lea
Shay's POVThe next morning when I sat down at the table for breakfast, mom instantly gave me that weird look that I always hate, while signaling the maid standing nearby to refill her cup of coffee. I ignored the way she was staring at me and just ate my breakfast quietly without a care. I have a feeling she might start telling me something I won't like so I started to eat quickly before she gets the chance to do so."Well this is new, I thought you always have something to do in the morning which is why you rarely eat breakfast at home." She said with a curious look on her face."I do have something to do every day, but today felt like a nice day to enjoy my breakfast for once." I easily lied.She has no idea that I had been secretly working at C&E Holdings and ever since I got the job, I had been very careful about every move I make and what to say when they start asking questions. I know that my parents won't accept what I was doing cos unfortunately they do have other plans for m
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Shanelle POVAs the candlelight flickered on the table, casting dancing shadows across the room, Vincent and I began to savor our dinner. The tantalizing aromas filled the air, creating an ambiance that complemented our growing connection. As we savored each bite, the conversation naturally drifted towards my modeling career, sparked by Vincent's genuine curiosity."So tell me," Vincent began, his eyes filled with intrigue, "how long have you been modeling?"A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I reminisced about my journey."It's been three years now," I replied. "Ever since I stepped foot onto the runway for the first time, I knew I had found my passion. Modeling allows me to express
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Shanelle POVI stepped into the safe house, the familiar scent of home welcoming me. The adrenaline from the day's events was finally subsiding as I closed the door behind me. We had made it back safely, and a sense of relief washed over me. My muscles ached from the physical exertion and tension, and I couldn't wait to let go of the weight that had been pressing on me.After a quick glance around the dimly lit living room, I made my way towards the bedroom. The hot water of the shower embraced me, washing away the grime and leaving me refreshed. I changed into fresh clothes, relishing the feeling of comfort they brought. With a deep breath, I stepped outside into the night air, making my way toward the pool.The sky stretched above me, a canvas of stars
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