Chase was in a great mood when he drove back home after dropping Sylvia off. Just like he had expected, kissing Sylvia was more than amazing and he can still feel the lingering touch of her soft lips against his and how soft her skin felt.
She can be a little feisty most of the time but Chase likes a good challenge. He was beginning to like the way he feels about her although he had thought from the start that the thin thread of attachment between them would soon snap coz his feelings barely last when it comes to women.
But this time was different. She was different, and he wants to get to know her more. Figure out what she's really like, her likes and dislikes, and her favorite color and even get to know her family more if there's even the slightest chance.
Her hand slightly tightens around her phone as she stood in the doorway and stared in surprise at the two people standing outside her apartment."Mom? Dad? Well, this is a surprise, what brings the two of you here?"She immediately questions them while pocketing her phone, her mind completely forgotten about Chase's text."We wanted to come to see you. Is that so hard to believe?" Her mother replied with a little sass in her tone.Sylvia leaned against the door and frowned at them."At this time of the night?" Her father nodded."Yes well, your mother and I have been planning to come see you but we were to
Sylvia greeted everyone with a smile the minute she arrived at work. She was in a great today and was not going to let anything spoil it, even the front desk receptionist was surprised at the sudden happy energy she was giving out the whole morning.Around midday, she continued with her work. Answering phone calls on behalf of Jason and scheduling the next events, then she worked on the pending paperwork that she's yet to submit later in the day."When can I receive the folder? That sounds great, I'll send you the email once I got it.....right thank you."She puts down the phone and continued to type on her computer. Her concentration was suddenly disrupted when a knock came from the door and she looked up and saw Maryanne standing there.
Chase held his phone in one hand and continue to stare at the black screen of his iPhone 14 with a small frown on his face. For the past five hours, there hasn't been any texts or calls from Sylvia and he was starting to wonder why even though he just saw her this morning.From his point of view, she looked alright with a happy smile on her face and she didn't look like she was busy at all. He thought that agreeing to start over with her meant they were gonna act like a couple in a relationship that texts and calls each other every minute to check up on one another even though they worked in the same building.He knows Sylvia is not that type of girl which is why something else was bothering him about her behavior.A sudden knock sounded from the door and he quickly stra
Sylvia walked out of her bedroom with a towel in one hand, trying to dry her wet long blond locks after taking a shower. It has been a long day for her and the warm water helped relaxed her muscles and her mind.She sat down on the barstool in front of her kitchen counter and poured herself a glass of wine. Then she flipped her phone over and was surprised to see a text from Chase.C-Me. You. Dinner at 7.It was direct and simple leaving no room for questions. Sylvia suddenly thought about her conversation with Matt earlier today and her mood quickly turned sour.She took a big sip of her wine and stared at the text again. Even though Matt's words had bothered her a l
Sylvia stiffened in her seat as she tried her very best to remain still but the feel of the makeup brush tickling upon her eyelids was making it very hard to stop moving. "I can't believe you talked me into this. You know I don't do makeup." She mumbled under her breath to Shay. "We're going to a club Syl, you have to look the part." Sylvia's eyebrows lightly pinched together in the middle and she squint her eyes at Shay while she continues to apply eye shadow on her lids. "I look perfectly fine without makeup thank you very much." Shay sighed and put the brush away and looked straight into
The next day, they decided to go and stay at one of Chase's private villas outside the city. The beautiful luxurious place was located near the sea and it was breathtaking at first sight.Shay and Jason went ahead of them to check out the place while Sylvia and Chase decided to walk around the beach for a while hand in hand.She stopped walking and took off her sandals and then walked near the edge of the beach where the water rushed up to the shore and touched her feet."Hmm, this is so relaxing," Sylvia said with her eyes closed.Chase glanced at her and then smiled."That's part of the special thin
It was nearly dark when Shay and Jason came back to the villa. Sylvia was already waiting anxiously inside for Shay and the minute she arrives, she stood up and went up to her and hugged her."You okay?" Shay nodded against her neck and she pulled back and smiled at her."I'm here right by your side if you need to talk."Shay nods her head and leaned towards Jason's side."I know, thank you syl. I'm so glad you're here.""You guys wanna watch a movie or something?" Chase suddenly called out from the living room.
It was nearly dark by the time they got back to the city. Chase wanted to drop her off at home so they stopped by Subway and bought subs for Sylvia's dinner as she wanted it in the first place before they continue to drive to her apartment. He parked the car out front and they both went inside, her hand clasped around him while his other hand was carrying her subway pack. "Syl!" Her steps froze midway when the familiar voice rang inside the lobby. She looked up and saw her small sister waiting in the lounge area and then she stood up and started to walk towards them. It has been a while since they last saw each other and she was quite surprised that Sonya is here at her apartment to see her when usually they would meet up a
~3 months later ~Shanelle POVLife has a funny way of taking unexpected turns. As I sit here, reflecting on the whirlwind of events that have unfolded in my life, it's hard to believe how much has changed in such a short span of time. Traveling, modeling, and chasing my dreams have taken on a whole new meaning. Vincent, with his enigmatic presence, crashed into my world like a silent storm, shaking up everything I thought I knew. And truth be told, I'm grateful for that unexpected collision.Before Vincent entered the picture, my life revolved around two things: traveling and my modeling career. I was passionate about both, but I had always approached them with a certain level of detachment, keeping myself at arm's length from truly embracing the experiences that lay before me. I was lost in a robotic existence, constantly pushing myself beyond my limits to maintain an illusion of perfection, covering up the cracks within me, all for the sake of fame and the spotlight.But Vincent ch
Shanelle POVAs I settled into my seat on the plane, ready for the journey back home to San Francisco, I couldn't shake off the heavy burden that had settled upon my heart. The events of the past day haunted me, casting a dark shadow over my thoughts. Beside me, Beatrice and Kayleen sensed the change in my demeanor. Their concerned glances spoke volumes, but I couldn't find the strength to share the truth with them just yet.When I returned from my date with Vincent, my heart shattered and tears stained my cheeks. Beatrice and Kayleen did their best to offer comfort, but their words seemed distant, unable to penetrate the depths of my despair. I knew I had to face the consequences of my choices alone, and the pain of that realization only compounded my sorrow.
Shanelle POVAs I slowly blinked my eyes open, the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. The warmth of the sun embraced us, enveloping Vincent and me in its gentle caress. Vincent lay beside me, still sound asleep, his features relaxed and tranquil. His dark hair was tousled, his chiseled jawline softened by the innocence of slumber. I couldn't help but marvel at the sight before me. He was simply breathtaking, and at that moment, my heart swelled with an overwhelming affection for him.Memories of last night flooded my mind, the intoxicating magic we shared. The passion and tenderness that flowed between us were beyond words. Each movement, every touch, etched in my memory like an intimate dance that only we knew. I replayed every detail, savoring the sensation that st
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
Shanelle POVI stood in front of the walk-in closet, the scent of Chanel, Dior, and Saint Laurent lingering in the air. Sunlight streamed through the open windows, casting a warm glow on the colorful array of clothing before me. Tonight is my date with Vincent, and I wanted to look my absolute best. However, as I scanned the rows of clothes, doubt crept into my mind.What the hell should I wear?Beatrice lay sprawled on the bed, engrossed in a fashion magazine. Her big blue eyes glanced up, catching my reflection in the mirror."Hey, Bea," I called out, hoping she could provide some much-needed guidance."Any thoughts on wh
Shanelle POVAs I sat behind the wheel of my car, driving down the bustling city streets, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Vincent. It had been two long days since we had last seen each other, those fleeting moments when he and Dan dropped us off at our hotel, leaving without much of a goodbye. Yet, despite the brevity of our encounter, I couldn't shake him from my thoughts.Did he think of me too? Was he caught in a whirlwind of memories and emotions just as I was? These questions tumbled through my mind, blending with the cacophony of car horns and the distant hum of city life. The uncertainty gnawed at me, twisting my heart in knots. I longed for answers, for a connection that I hoped went beyond a mere chance encounter.My destination, the prestig
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
Shanelle POVI sat on my bed the next morning, clutching my phone tightly in my hands. The screen displayed a seemingly never-ending stream of notifications, each one more anxiety-inducing than the last. My heart raced as I watched my video from the frat party trend across social media platforms. It was as if people couldn't get enough of it, sharing it from one corner of the internet to another. And with each share, a flood of comments and feedback poured in, all directed at me.I had worked so hard to maintain my "perfect" reputation. People saw me as a walking embodiment of flawlessness, and I had meticulously crafted that image. But now, this video threatened to expose the cracks in my carefully constructed facade. It made me feel vulnerable and exposed to the judgment of others, and it terrified me.
Shanelle POVAs the anticipation built up inside me, I glanced at the clock on my bedroom wall. It was already 9:00 p.m., and I hurriedly surveyed myself in the mirror, making sure every detail of my outfit was just right.I had opted for a sleek black dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. Its off-the-shoulder design added a touch of sophistication, while the knee-length skirt showcased a playful edge. I paired it with strappy heels that elongated my legs and completed the look with a statement necklace and a bold red lip. I couldn't help but feel confident in this ensemble.Beatrice and Kayleen burst into my room with equally limited excitement for tonight's mission or whatever they wanted to call it. They looked stunning in their own dis