OLLIEHe swore he'd stay away from June, convinced himself it was for the best. She was trouble wrapped in a storm, and he didn’t need the chaos she brought into his life. So, for three agonizing days, he held out and pretended he could manage without her. He filled his hours with work, and tons of meetings like it might suddenly bring him the relief he craved.But who was he kidding?By the third day, he was back at her feet, metaphorically groveling for scraps of her attention, clinging to any crumbs she might toss his way. He wasn’t proud it, but apparently his pride didn’t matter when it came to his Edelweiss.Today, they were headed to a business meeting. Not that Ollie couldn't have gone alone. But how else was he supposed to see her? She was avoiding him, so the only way to see her was to tie their time together to the contract. She’d made it clear she wanted to keep things strictly professional, and he wasn’t above exploiting the loopholes to be near her.Before June even stepp
JUNEBefore, June hadn’t fully understood the rules of the game she and Ollie were playing. But now, after the constant back-and-forth between warmth and cold, tenderness and cruelty, she did. She had learned the game’s rules the hard way, and if she was going to survive this, she had to shield herself.Ollie was a man who could make her feel like she was floating one moment, only to leave her plummeting into a freefall of confusion. He was unpredictable. One minute, he was all charm and smiles, and the next, he was the kind of man who could make her heart race not from desire, but from the sheer power he exuded. The cold, intimidating force that could have her trembling without a single word.It had taken her a while to figure him out, and to understand how to navigate through their complicated connection. At first, she was confused, disoriented by his constant shifts in behavior. But now, she knew better. She knew better than to let Ollie sweep her off her feet again with his charmin
JUNEThe contract was nearing its end, and June couldn’t be more relieved. The past few weeks with Ollie had been a rollercoaster. They’d spent every single day together, which included following him to countless events ranging from extravagant fundraisers that was more about appearances than the actual cause to corporate dinners where the conversations were only profits and business strategies.Then there were the gifts he’d consistently brought along. Gifts she’d claimed to throw out, but had been sitting prettily in her apartment. She couldn’t bring herself to discard them. Could she be blamed? Each gift was always so thoughtful, so perfectly chosen, it felt like he had a sixth sense when picking them out. Like yesterday, he’d gotten her a notebook adorned with intricate floral design with each page marked with small handwritten notes from him. A few days earlier, it was a vintage perfume she’d been dreaming about for years. So, yeah, how could she throw that away?And there were pl
JUNEHer breath caught in her throat, her heart stuttering as though it had forgotten how to breath, before it resumed with an erratic, almost frantic beat. His words echoed in her mind, kindling an unbidden warmth that spread through her chest like wildfire.She felt herself leaning into him as the world fade away.For a fleeting moment, she almost believed him. She almost let herself fall into the comfort of his words, let herself bask in their warmth, in the way they seemed to fit too perfectly into the cracks of her heart.But reality came crashing down like she was doused in icy water.Coming home to her? No, that couldn’t be right. It had to mean coming back to her body. After all, it had been a while since they’d last slept together. That made sense. That could explain the excitement in his voice. It was the only explanation that fit.She almost laughed at her own foolishness. What had she been thinking? That he was excited to see her?A sigh escaped her lips, and it came with a
OLLIESince leaving June wasn't an option, getting his father off his back was what Ollie was going to do.For years, he hadn't had to deal with his father as he was a negligible threat. But now, his father was about to become a direct threat to June and Ollie wouldn’t allow that. He wouldn't wish his father on his worst enemy, let alone June.Getting information about his father wasn't hard work. He'd lived with this man for the first eighteen years of his life. Though, he didn't know all the details about his father's shady business, knew enough to blackmail him.He’d called his father to meet him here, and the old man had gladly accepted. Ollie had expected that—his father would latch onto any opportunity to interfere in his life.He ascended the stairs, heading toward the private room he'd booked. His jaw tightened with each step, knowing his father would provoke him until he snapped which would lead to a fight. That was why he’d booked a private room in the first place.When he op
JUNEJune didn't have it in her to argue as she mulled over Ollie's word when they got to a high-end boutique only accessible to super-rich folks like Ollie. They were here to choose an appropriate dinner dress for her that would befit the upcoming 'business event'Why would he call her beautiful? Did he mean beautiful as in something to look at? Or beautiful as in… something to fuck? It was probably the latter, wasn’t it? There was no way Ollie saw her as beautiful in a way that mattered. Beautiful in a way that was meaningful. Nothing about her was.A painful burn spread in her chest. Her insecurities reared their ugly head at the worst time. —Easy to fuck. Never to be loved—The words rang in her ears as June politely greeted the attendant who met them at the entrance. She squeezed a smile onto her face as the attendant led them into a plush dressing room. Ollie squeezed her hand as if he could tell that something was wrong with her. Of course, he noticed. She could never hide away
OLLIEHe and June hadn't said another word after they left the boutique. She looked beautiful, breathtaking even. She was the kind of beautiful that made the world fade away and time slow down. She was mesmerizing like that.He’d wanted to tell her that. To say aloud that she was anything but ugly. That she could never be, not in a thousand lifetimes, be anything less than extraordinary to him. But then he hated that his reassurance might sound patronizing, so instead, he swallowed his words and let silence stretch between them.For the hundredth time, his gaze drifted to her, drinking in every detail like an artist committing a masterpiece to memory. He couldn’t not look at her. Her dress hugged her curves in a way he adored. Her hair was tied into an elegant updo that revealed her delicate jawline.It wasn’t the dress that made her beautiful, though. It never was. Fancy clothes didn’t enhance June’s beauty; they simply existed alongside it. He’d seen her in unflattering clothes, in o
OLLIEAs their hands parted, David chuckled. “Ollie Kane has a girlfriend. Is the world coming to an end?” His laughter rolled out in easy waves as he directed an empathetic gaze toward June. “I must commend you. It can’t be an easy task dating a man as stoic as Ollie Kane, who happens to be a workaholic.”June smiled widened. “He can be a softie in a private. He isn’t all business all the time.” June beamed.Ollie shot her a side-eyed glance. Damn. Thirty years of his life, and he hadn’t realized softie was even in his repertoire.David’s brow rose slightly as amusement crinkled the corners of his eyes. “Hmm…I find that hard to believe, but I will take your word for it.” His gaze flicked between the two of them. “Ollie Kane, a softie, who would have thought?”“Neither would I” Ollie resorted dryly, letting out a humorless laugh that barely reached his throat, and June’s grin widened in response, picking up on his sarcasm.When silence finally settled between them, Ollie seized the mo
Two years later. She did it. Finally, she was a certified interior designer. Today was another great milestone for her. With the help of the twins, her friend, Lola who couldn’t be here because she was several countries away And most especially her man. Who’d been with her through thick and thin. Whose loyalty never waver. Whose patience never ran thin. Whose love multiplied daily. Even when she moved across the country, to California, he’d followed her, he’d took charge, he’d been there for her. He’d stayed with her. He’d and made her take the backseat which she was very much pleased. He’d made her the happiest woman on earth. Her heart swelled with the ceremonial gown on her. “Oh my fu—“ Aiden’s exclamation was abruptly cut off when his eyes locked with hers. “Oh my.” He muttered under his breath. He’d become grumpier as he grew older. “What happened?” Amy’s puzzled gaze scanned the surroundings, searching for the cause of Aiden’s displeasure. A gasp escaped her lips, and she
Ollie had been practically glued to her side. He hadn’t been apart from her for more than a minute. And that was a stretch. He followed her around the house like a lost puppy. Whenever she took a step, he was around by her side. “What did you want? What do I need to do? Where are you going?” He would say with so much love and care. She wasn’t complaining at all about his clinginess. As a matter of factly, she loved so much. She missed him so much. Now that he was finally with her, she was never going to let go ever again. Being with him felt like she could finally breathe. She was genuinely happy. She couldn’t explain the level of joy his presence alone brought to her. They’d been indoors for four days without a pint of curiosity for the outside world. It could be burning down and they wouldn’t even care. As long as they were with each other. During those periods, they’d caught up with each other’s life. They’d shared their deepest insecurities. They’d made love so many times. Th
She was just out of the restaurant she worked part time when she bumped Rachel, Ollie’s step mother. When Rachel’s eyes met hers, the smile on her face broadened and Rachel instantly enveloped her into an embrace. “Isn’t this a pleasant surprise?” Rachel’s voice carried a warmth of genuine delight. June returned the hug. “It is.” As Rachel withdrew, she added, “How have you been?” “I’ve been good. Thank you. What about you?” June asked. “I doing well dear. What else can this old lady do?” a shared laughter echoed between them. “What are you doing here?” “I work here.” June answered, her eyes meeting Rachel wrinkled corners. Rachel said with a low hum. “I’m a regular here and I never stumble across you.” “I work the evening shift.” She’d switched shift with one of her colleague who’d pleaded with her. “Must be the reason.” Rachel said, her hand resting on June’s shoulder. “By the way, I heard you broke my son’s heart.” June tensed up, unsure of what to response. “I…” She st
Max: Are you busy?Ollie: Yes. Max: See you by 7. At Eden.It wasn’t hard to make out Max in the bar. His blond hair stood out like a beacon in contrast with the subdued ambiance of the bar and his outfit. A black turtle neck with matching trench coat. When he flopped on the chair opposite Max, he said. “This has better be for a good reason or I might just kill you. ” Max leaned back, no words just a raised brow as Ollie’s hand sought for bottle positioned between them. Not caring what it was, he poured himself a generous measure into the glass. It felt dull as it slid down his throat. He’d gotten accustomed to the taste of liquor. They almost tasted like water to him. “Take another swig, you will need it.” Though, Confused at what Max was implying, he took another swig. The burn of the drink a familiar comfort. This was how he kept his sanity. This was how he kept going after June. She ruined him and he couldn’t even hate her for it. He'd accepted June the type of love he co
She’d been an unfixable mess since the breakup. Firstly, because there had been an unending swirl of chaos within her. Secondly, because life was still life. A colossal mess. She had no luxury to mourn a broken heart. Every morning, she rose to her feet, not because she wanted to but because she had to. She showed up at multiple part-time jobs until she broke a nail because she had to. To top it, she had to read for the exams.When she’d told the twins and Lola about her ambition, they were so proud of her. They mattered to her but deep down she wanted someone else praise. The persono who’d told her it was okay to dream and instilled this confidence into her to take a step towards her dream. The actual person who’d motivated her to take this risky step wasn’t there. At 2 am or 6 pm, when she ate, when she slept when she worked, when she studied. He was a constant pillar in her mind. She had no right to think about him but she couldn’t help it. He was everywhere. He was in every
It always worked. Work had always been a perfect distraction for him anytime he needed to push something aside and not think about it. Until now. Workloads upon workloads. It couldn’t stop the image of June burning the pages of his mind. It haunted him with vividness that made it impossible for him to concentrate. Her anguished voice echoed in his ears, refusing to fade. Her cruel words whipped him like a lash. Her pained face that he wanted to console even after everything.His brain had been on a maddening repetitive loop. We’ve had our fun. Fun?The word taunted him. All he wanted to do was drown thoughts of June out of his mind but everything he’d done proved futile. Seated at his cluttered desk, surrounded by towering stacks of paperwork, but the weight of his workload did little to divert his thoughts. Three days. Twenty hours. And June hadn’t left his mind for a millisecond. Twenty hours of work a day had done little to distract him. June, even in her absence, was a r
He’ll leave you. He’ll regret ever being with you and he’ll leave you. Ollie’s father's words stuck to her, not leaving her mind for a tiny moment just like the ghost of his hand on the skin of her neck, she could also his word strong invisible vise choking her. That’s all it is to you. You don’t deserve him. Shaken by the incident, June’s hand trembled as she extended an arm to the car’s window control panel, her index finger pressing down as if seeking escape from the stifling words that had choked her She’d hoped that the breeze would ease the ache she was feeling. No, it didn’t Instead, it stung her skin with its painful lash. June was quick to wind up the window before slumping into her seat. The more her mind pounded on the words, the more it churned her inside and broke her into pieces. Her insecurities build with thick layers.He would leave you. Soon. He would. The words echoed once more, cutting deeper than any physical wound. An involuntary sob broke out of her m
A week later, June was meeting John at the said hotel. June found it weird that the hotel was deserted, and her eyes darted around in search of signs of life. They were just an old red peacock car and a surprisingly manicured lawn in sight. Before June could change her mind, she made a beeline to the lobby’s entrance. She just wanted to be over it as soon as possible. When she entered, her eyes glanced through the person seated in the corner of the lobby. He wore a fedora. John waved to her from the far end of the lobby. His face was hidden behind a baseball cap, casting a shadow over his features. She hadn’t recognized him at first, her eyes narrowing as she squinted to make out his identity.She sighed with relief and made her way to him. The creak of her footsteps on the grimy floor echoed through the desolate lobby. John’s eyes met hers as she approached, and he smiled croakily, the lines of worry etched on his face evident even in the dim light.“Hey,” she said as she droppe
A sense of uneasiness swept over her when she pulled open the door to reveal John. Her brother whom she’d forgotten existed until now. John's hand shot up, his fingers moving in a stiff, awkward wave as his lips formed a tight smile. “Hey.” “What are you doing here?” June raised a brow. It was a surprise that John had stayed away when she asked him to. But she was determined to report to the cops if he showed up at her doorstep back then. Now, three months had passed. It would be a big joke if he thought she would let him in again. John chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Our reunion went a lot better in my head.” His eyes darted through the dimly lit porch. Her lips pulled into a deep line of scowl. Reunion? After what had happened? The memories of the past twisted her inside into a tight knot.Her grip clenched around the doorknob. “Can you at least invite me in?” John raised a hopeful brow.“No.” she gripped the door’s edge and closed it in on her body, leavi