TYSHA
"Are you sure about this?" I asked Rue, clutching his shaver in my hand. We were in his penthouse bathroom, with him leaning against the sink, shirtless. His chiseled chest and muscular arms only added to his appeal, making him look irresistibly hot.
"Yeah," he replied simply, licking his lower lip in anticipation.
"You know you don't have to," I bargained once more, uncertain if I should really go through with shaving his stubble.
But he just pulled me closer, his hands fitting perfectly around my waist.
"But I want to," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "I want to make you comfortable."
Wow, I was torn. I mean, I adore his rugged look with those sexy stubbles. But when we get close, those tiny prickles always get in the way, especially when we're lost in each other. So, Rue, being the sweetheart
TYSHA "What... was that?" Barra bombarded me with questions the moment I approached her. I couldn't help but laugh at her reaction. Of course, I couldn't spill everything right then and there. We needed a more private setting. "Let's talk in a coffee shop," I suggested, guiding her to the nearest one in the mall. Once we were settled in, she continued her barrage of questions. "My God, girl! You didn't bother telling me about this huge tea?!" she exclaimed, feigning offense. I couldn't blame my best friend, though. In times of trouble, I always remembered to call her, but when things were going well, I often forgot. That's why I agreed to meet her as soon as possible. After all, none of this would have happened without her. "I'm sorry, okay?" I apologized, feeling a twinge of guilt. "I'm so offended," Barra
RUE "It's a real shocker you haven't forgotten about me, bro," Rij teased, sarcasm evident in his voice. The café buzzed with conversation as Rij played with his wine glass, a mischievous glint in his eyes. I called him up after dropping Tysha off at the mall. "Tysha's hanging out with Barra today," I mentioned with a chuckle, taking a sip of my wine. "Ah, so I'm just a backup plan while your girl's busy? Ouch, man, that stings," Rij joked. "Come on, don't be silly," I replied with a grin, enjoying the easy banter between us. Rij's gaze bore into me, like he was searching for something beneath the surface. "Jokes aside, remember when I warned you about being in danger?" he said, his voice grave. I nodded slowly, recalling our conversation where he expressed conce
TYSHA "Wouldn't this be disrespectful to her, Rue?" I questioned Rue as we walked hand in hand on our way to meet Ysabell. Rue simply smiled at me, his expression reassuring. "No, trust me. She was the one who insisted on bringing you," he assured me, his tone confident. After he discovered the truth about my fabricated expertise in my job, he stayed true to his promise of honesty, ensuring there were no more secrets between us. As Rue explained the situation with his grandfather and Ysabell's suggestion, I couldn't help but feel a bit flustered. But with Rue's reassuring presence, I let out a sigh and followed him into the restaurant he had booked for our dinner date. The atmosphere inside was incredible, with soft lighting and a cozy ambiance that made me feel instantly at ease. As I glanced around, I couldn't help but be amazed at how lavish ev
TYSHA Ysabell: Tysha, are you free today? Let’s hang out! I couldn't help but bite my lower lip nervously as I read Ysabell's message. Our dinner date had gone surprisingly well, and Ysabell and I had clicked almost instantly. Although she had asked for my number yesterday, I hadn't expected to hear from her so soon. As someone who tended to be a people pleaser, I found myself agreeing to her invitation without hesitation. Despite my nerves, I was also excited at the prospect of spending more time with her. After getting Rue's permission, which he granted without hesitation, I was ready for my girls' day out with Ysabell. Although Rue had expressed interest in joining us, Ysabell insisted on it being a girls' day, so I gently declined his offer. Arriving at our meeting place, I found Ysabell already waiting, accompanied by her maid.
RUE "What happened?" I asked urgently as I rushed to where Tysha was, my heart pounding with concern. I had been in the middle of a board meeting when her shaky voice came through the phone, sending a jolt of alarm through me. Without hesitation, I halted the meeting and made a beeline for her location. I instructed my bodyguard to head there immediately to assess the situation. As I hurried towards Tysha, he relayed the troubling news: she had been accused of stealing a necklace from a jewelry store. My blood boiled as soon as I heard the news. How could they accuse Tysha of something like that? My heart raced with anger and worry as I rushed to her side. The thought of her being accused of stealing a necklace made me furious. "Rue!" Ysabell's voice cut through the tension as I entered the mall security office, but I ignored her and immed
TYSHA "You good?" Rue's voice broke the silence as he drove me home after the embarrassing incident at the mall. I kept my gaze fixed outside the window, unable to meet his eyes. Nodding silently was all I could manage in response. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Rue stealing glances in my direction. His hand found its way to my lap, a comforting gesture as he drove. My heart felt heavy with a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me, each one vying for my attention. The embarrassment of being accused of theft weighed heavily on me, especially in front of Ysabell. It was a humiliating experience, and I wasn't sure if I could muster the confidence to face her again after this. I remained silent throughout our way home, focusing on breathing slowly to keep my emotions in check. I couldn't afford to cry, not with Rue beside me. I knew he would go into
TYSHA As I watched Rue's eyes wander around my room, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of nervousness when they landed on the framed picture of us with Jeff, along with the stuffed toy he had given me. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but his casual comment put me at ease. "You framed it, huh?" he remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I've got mine in my wallet." His proud display of our picture in his wallet made my heart swell with warmth. Despite the messiness of my room, his presence and our shared memories brought a sense of comfort. I couldn't resist teasing him about the stuffed toy I gave him. "How about the stuffed toy that I gave you?" I asked playfully. Rue's mischievous smile made my heart skip a beat. "Beside my bed? It's your substitute whenever I want to sleep beside you and you're not in my room," he replied
TYSHA "What do you think about the overall look?" my mother inquired as we inspected the facade of our newly constructed flower shop. Although we hadn't officially opened yet, we were busy preparing everything, focusing on the designs. After all, that's what typically captures the buyer's attention first. The shop's location couldn't have been better. We secured a spot on one of the bustling streets of New York City, ensuring high exposure to potential customers. "It's perfect! I can't wait for our opening!" I exclaimed with a clap of my hands. A look of relief washed over Mama's face. "You really think so? No bias?" "Yes, I promise," I reassured her. "Alright. Let me go help your father inside," she said, excusing herself as she headed indoors. I lingered a little lon