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LATTON's plane landed at 10:20 AM. She had jet lag, and she was starving, but she couldn’t stop from moving as it might delay her from attending the meeting at C.I. She kept checking her watch and was concerned that she might not make it on time. She turns on her phone, but unfortunately, the battery is drained. With only a backpack in hand, she went to the taxi bay. There was a line, but she didn’t care, and she immediately hopped in the first taxi she saw. At first the driver scolded her and told her to wait in line, but she waved him a load of cash, around $500, 10x more than her fare. The driver's eyes widened, took the money and sped away to her destination. During the ride, she asked for a charger and charged her phone. She tried calling Lucius multiple times, but he didn’t answer. At that time, Lucius was already inside the conference area chatting with other shareholders, and he left his phone in his office. It’s 10:50 AM, and she’s stuck in traffic. She tried calling her fa
THE meeting soon ended. Latton discreetly sent a message to an unsaved phone number then mumbles under her breath, "Do...something..." Mimicking one of the voices on her head. Victor glanced and smirked in her direction, then marched towards her. He extended his hand and said, “Well played.” She shook his hand and responded in a provoking tone, “I’ll be waiting for your next move, Mr. York.” He sneered, “Next time I will get you, and I will be rejoicing with a bottle of wine in my hand.” Her face lit up then she says, “Speaking of wine, you should have brought some. I heard you have a little vineyard in Temecula Valley.” “Yeah, I do have a vineyard. I purchased it a few months ago. How did you know…” He furrows his brows but brushes it off, “I’ll bring some next time.” He then turns his back on her to leave. Feeling wrung out, she sat on the chair and stared at his receding figure, but before he got out of the room, she said in a sarcastic tone, “I’m looking forward to that.” S
IT WAS a gloomy Sunday morning. Albert and Catherine are still in bed cuddling each other, enjoying the cold, dark, and serene weather. Suddenly, Albert’s phone starts ringing. He grunted and blindly searched for his phone on the bedside table, unwilling to open his eyes and look for it properly. Unaware who it was, he answered the call and held it to his ear. He heard a familiar voice on the other line, the voice of a person he wished would never call him. Without letting her finish speaking, he disconnected the call. He sat on the bed and Catherine could sense his uneasiness. She didn’t hear who it was but had an idea who it might be, as there was only one person who could make him feel like that. She leaned for a hug, but he evaded it and went straight to the bathroom to take a cold shower. He stood still as the cold water drenched his body. Wishing that it was just a dream and that the water could wash away the flare of emotions he had inside. Shortly, he got out and sat in front
AFTER the laborious and stressful months due to the Hamilton contract, George set up a company-wide outing with the R. I employees. The event will be held at the end of the month. The day came fast, and a dozen buses lined up in front of the Caldwell Inc. building waiting for the employees to fill the seats. The outing will be held in a resort two hours away from the city. George rented the whole place to maximize all the amenities, like the pool area, spa, sauna and the whole four hectare shore in front of the resort that shows the clean, blue body of water that turns orange during the sunset. They arrived at the location around seven o’clock in the morning and everyone was mesmerized by the beauty of the place. They start gathering their stuff for their rooms. Most employees shared rooms except the managers, the Caldwells, Latton, and Lucius, who had rooms separately located in a more glamorous part of the resort. By eight thirty in the morning, everyone gathered in the dining are
THE night is windy but not cold. The only sound they could hear was the waves of seawater colliding with the sand beneath their feet. There's a hard lump in his throat that he wants to get off but unsure how to do it. He wants to scold her for letting Lucius play with her. He wants to yell at the top of his lungs and ask her what Lucius has that he doesn't, but she beats him to it. "It's funny." "Mmmm." He furrowed his brows and glanced at her with a confused look. "Rumors spread like wildfire, but when it comes to the truth no one bothers to spread it." She paused then smiled at him mockingly. "You see Lucius and I ..." Before she could finish her sentence, or he could ask further, a familiar voice called his name. "Lucian!" Both of them stared at the location of the voice, they saw a tall blond woman wearing a red two-piece swimming suit with a white makeshift skirt made of sarong. His eyes widened, he was not expecting to see her there. "Malena," he mumbles. "So this is
LUCIAN's mind is still eager to know what Latton has to say. He was planning to follow them once he was done speaking to Malena. Meanwhile, Malena is pacing back and forth in front of Lucian. Sensing that his mind was somewhere else, she felt insignificant and she hated it. “Can we go somewhere private?” She asks. “No!” He responded in a cold tone. She gasped, lowered her head and asked, "That girl earlier. Do you like her?" Startled. His eyes widened, cross his arms and respond, "What I feel towards people doesn’t concern you." "That didn’t answer my question." She yells. He ignored her remarks and continued asking. "Why are you even here?" "As I mentioned earlier, I have something important to tell you." Her palms are cold and sweaty. She cleared her throat and began to speak. "I’m here to tell you that… I’m pregnant and you're the father…" He sighs deeply and mumbles while staring at her eyes. He opens his mouth but is unable to form any words. "Say something." She yell
LUCIAN tried so hard to fall asleep but sleep became elusive. He kept on tossing and turning in his bed. Agitated, uneasy, and frustrated. He sat on the bed, hands covering his face. He grunts in frustration and starts throwing his pillows on the floor like a child having tantrums when things don't go their way. He had enough, and he needed to clear his mind. Soon, he stood up and went out for a walk. He hadn't gone far from the villa he was staying in when he heard voices in one of the outdoor gazebos. It was the voice of a man and a woman laughing hard, and it seemed like they were enjoying the night too much. He felt envious, wishing he could savor this outing as well as they did. When he got to the corner near the gazebo, the laughter died down. He could hear the man bid the woman goodbye. As he walks closer to the direction of the voices, a silhouette of a man walks in his direction with a phone in his ear talking to someone. Their gazes met and he saw it was Victor. Both ackno
BEFORE the clock reaches ten o’clock, Lucian and Malena arrive at the nearest hospital where the doctor conducts a series of tests which later confirm that she is indeed pregnant. The doctor advised them to have another check-up in a bigger hospital in the city and get an ultrasound to determine the age of the growing baby inside her, as their facility could only cater for basic check-ups. "We are having a baby, and you don’t look happy?" She mumbles as they walk to the hospital corridor, her hand wrapped around his arm. "I am happy. It’s just that everything felt surreal." He responded while giving her an assuring smile. Out of nowhere she blurted out. "We need to get married real soon, babe. The sooner, the better." Lucian stops dead in his tract. "Can we wait till the child is born?" "No!" She yells. "Stop calling it 'the child', it's 'our child', our baby." She emphasizes then continued. "My parents will disown me. You know how they are." His eyes widened, then he realized h