RICHARD Richard had been on that treadmill for approximately fifteen minutes. He'd woken up earlier than he usually did, probably because he was kinda excited about Taylor's return. He'd started by walking for five minutes, then run between intervals for three minutes. He'd been at it since he woke up. Victoria stood beside him, with a bland expression registered on her face. He knew that expression. It reeked of disinterest and somewhere in the line of something else. He couldn't find the word. Clutching the grips tightly, he set his sights on his secretary's face. "Say what's on your mind, Victoria?" Victoria pinned him with a look, then sighed as she glanced down at her wristwatch. "It's 7:7am and she's not here yet." Richard knew that was the only reason Victoria was in a sour mood. He was beginning to think there was more to her aversion to Ava. She overdid it most times, but he liked her work spirit so, he had to turn a blind eye most times. Like right now, she wore a
AVA So stupid! Who doesn't like a nice man? Except me, obviously! She chided herself and sat down heavily on the chair he'd vacated earlier. It was bad enough that a cook can't make a cup of coffee. But, he'd taught her how to. He'd even thought it funny that she couldn't make coffee. He wasn't mad or upset about it. Maybe, it was normal for girls his age not to make coffee. That sounded even very stupid to her own ears. But she... She was really embarrassed, but did her best to hide it. Ava could even feel her neck heating up. It was already evident that she was inexperienced in a lot of things, but she was determined to stick to this one till the last day. Making her way to the laundry room, she took the cleaning tools to start the day. Mr. Richard's daughter would be home in a few hours, inasmuch as she was curious to know what she looked like aside from the pictures around the house. Ava already knew that she would look prettier than the pictures, rich kids tend to look l
RICHARD And that was how the little redhead went running from him. Richard hadn't meant to touch her and feel that shot of electricity down his bones, but it was apparently there and that meant she felt whatever it was. He knew without being told that she was young enough to be his daughter. He must be fucked up to be feeling that way for a girl that just resumed work two day in. Heck! There was no way to tell how he was particularly feeling. But when he had locked eyes with Ava over Taylor's hair, it was clear as day that there was something. There was going to be something. Something that shouldn't be. It had to be avoided, whatever that was. Taking the two luggage with him into the house, he went straight up to Taylor's room to find her taking out clothes and dumping them on the bed as Henry retreated to retrieve the last suitcase. "The new girl... She's pretty. Her hair is even natural." She said when she sensed him enter. Richard just nodded to himself without a comment
AVA Two weeks. Two not-so-smooth weeks. No awkward or lingering stares. No awkward dinners. No wide smiles and hot gazes. She had even learnt to make him a good cup of coffee. He'd seemed to be busy, because he would get back late and leave quite early. She hadn't really seen him except for the short encounters. There was a time she didn't see for two days and Taylor told her that he had gone for an out of town survey. Just like she hadn't anticipated, Taylor had been very warm and friendly to her. Since she was always home, she helped Ava around the house and tried to learn kitchen skills from her too. She said Ava being young as she was, was a good thing. Ava must acknowledge the kindness and warmth. Aside her grandmother and Nicole, no one had ever paid her any attention. But she was hesitant. She needed to be. After all, she wouldn't always be there so it was important she knew her place. It was wise to know that they were in different lea
RICHARD Two weeks. Two weeks of weird emotions. Two weeks of insane torture. It was the first time he had such feelings after Daphne. It's been over twenty years. Maybe that was why he was confused. Confused enough to try to stay away but couldn't stop himself from wanting to see her. The other unsettling part about everything was that it wasn't just any other person. It was his twenty three year old housekeeper from Salta. A redhead. A girl with no college degree and hadn't been anywhere else except Bellamy. He'd been really busy so, he had not seen much of her whenever he was home. He even had to go away for a landed property survey for two days. Now, he sat in his office and listened to Victoria remind him about the fundraiser he would be going to that night. She'd said something about the fundraiser being held for children with rare diseases. He didn't have the mind for mingling but he had received numerous emails about it, so he couldn't avoid
AVA Ava had seem him when he'd entered the hall. Infact, it was Nicole that called her attention to him. Her breath had hitched and she'd almost thought she was going to faint from the sudden wave that hit her. Out of all the places and times to meet him, she was there staring at him over the heads of wealthy people like him. "He's even hotter." Nicole's whisper jolted her and she snapped back to reality. She had forgotten where she was as she had gazed at him. She knew he wouldn't see her from the distance and the people between them. She turned away from him and grabbed a tray of drinks. She'll find a way to avoid bumping into him. It might not end well if he found her there. "Ooh! Damn!" Nicole whispered again and Ava raised her eyes to her, but she wasn't looking at her, she still had her gaze fixed in the distance. Ava followed her gaze and felt a sudden headache. Or was that her heartbeat? Simone! Nicole was right about almost everything. There was no chance in hell for
AVA Nicole had bombarded her with questions the rest of the night. There were no words to explain how she felt after hearing Richard say those words to her. She just couldn't say anything to Nicole because she wasn't sure about what had happened. He can't mean that. He was just pulling her legs, right? When she'd trailed him with her eyes at the event, or when their eyes clashed over the heads, there was this twinkle in them even when another woman was hanging off his arm and wouldn't stop whispering into his ear and smiling. They looked so good together, Ava acknowledged. She didn't have to lie about that part. Prince charming to his Cinderella, except Simone was no Cinderella. She had watched in earnest when he'd made his donation, his eyes on her through out his sincere speech. It sent jitters down her spine and his eyes on her melted something in her. He'd held her gaze when it was all over and he had to leave. With Simone, of course.
RICHARD Richard couldn't believe it himself. He had not meant to go about things that way, like spilling the bean like that. That had taken a lot of thinking. But, he wasn't regretting anything. Infact, he felt at peace with himself that he said it sooner than later. From the way she had responded to him, he was sure they had the same feeling. He knew she felt the same way. Even as she kept denying it, he knew she felt the same. It would cost him a lot to keep her. As he got closer to his bedroom, he began to question his decision and weigh his options. A lot could wrong. A lot could go wrong, he mulled. Simone was in the closet, when he entered the room. She was pulling on another shirt, a white shirt this time, while letting the black one lie on the floor. "You're finally here." Simone said, her voice still laced. Richard didn't reply, he just stalked over to her side and gathered her hair out of the collar of the shirt. She tu
RICHARD Henry sped through the busy streets of Bellamy. Richard and Victoria had just ended the meeting with the Minister. His eyes were fixed on the iPad that had spreadsheets that Victoria had organized over the weekend for the upcoming seminar. Victoria sat beside him and typed away on the laptop that sat on her lap. "I was almost tempted to come find you..." She let her words hang, waiting for his reaction. Richard looked away from the iPad and looked at her. "Come find me?" He frowned as he tried to understand her. She stopped typing and raised her eyes to his. "The Minister almost had my head when I went to tell him that you would be cancelling..." She paused, then added quickly, "again." Richard squinted. "I almost had to come find you at the glass house." Richard's eyes dimmed. "You wouldn't dare." He swore lightly. Victoria's face remained bland as she looked back at him. "Of course you would," he said and turned his eyes ba
AVA Ava was really astonished. Recently, she's been having the time of her life with Richard and all. She'd resumed work that Tuesday morning but Richard had left already. He'd left her a message that he would be gone by the time she arrived. He had things he needed to attend since he was absent during the weekend. Though she was disappointed that she had missed him, she was still glad that he had let her know. It made her really glad. But, that wasn't what left her astonished. It was the effect of the shoes she was gazing at. She was sitting in the kitchen, rearranging stuff when Taylor came in, holding a bright blue box in her hands. Ava smiled at her and wondered why she was setting the box down on the island with a big smile on her face. "Hello, Ava. I missed you this weekend and yesterday." There was something in her voice that made Ava blush all over. Taylor's eyes were fixed squarely on her and Ava couldn't look at her. Tayl
RICHARD Richard was sure it was the most exciting and happiest days of his life. The weekend he spent with Ava was so worth it. He did things he normally would never had done. He swam with Ava at the pool, watched movies, snuggled up with her more times than they dud other things. It was lovely. It was peaceful. On Monday morning, he'd dropped Ava off at the bus station like she had insisted again, letting her have the rest of the day off and resume the next day. He had it in mind to do something about it as he drove home, deciding to work from home and probably get Victoria to drop by. He'd intentionally left his phone behind so that he wouldn't be reached. If there was a problem that needed his immediate attention, Victoria knew where he was. After bathing and changing into a gray slacks and red polo, he'd gone into his Study to check his missed calls and emails. As expected, he'd missed twenty three calls. He had missed about eight calls
RICHARD Richard towered over Ava on the bed, he need not to worry about how they made it to the room. It was just like a flash and they were there. He looked down at the most beautiful thing his eyes has ever behold. Her red hair was spread out on the bed, making her look like the Greek goddess of Beauty. Her eyes sparkled as they looked up at him. Pressing kisses all over her face as he made to unknot the belt that held the bathrobe. He parted the sides and looked down at her. He just laid her down at the edge so that her feet were almost on the cold floor. Her hands tightened around his neck, holding him close that they could feel each other's heat. Leaning in, he closed his lips around hers, deepening the kiss. It was unhurried. It was slow and sweet like the slow dance. There were sparks and waves over them. It could be his best moment. Right there. At that moment. In each other's arms, reveling in what time had to give. His heart was racing, hi
AVA Ava woke up to an unfamiliar room. She closed her eyes and opened them. She had to rub her fingers against her eyes and glance round the room she could remember where she was. Quickly turning to look to the other side of the bed, it was empty. The room wasn't plunged into darkness, but the lights were turned low so that she'd sleep easily. After that talk with Richard downstairs, he had carried her upstairs and urged her to get some sleep. He'd tucked her in, kissed her gently on the forehead before exiting the room. As she remembered it, it made her feel so tingly. It made her feel all lived up. Or maybe she had daddy issues. She smiled to herself and threw the duvet over her head, but she had to go find him. She lowered the duvet and checked the clock that was hung on the wall opposite the bed. She gasped as she knew they'd gotten to the house by 10 o'clock and it was already after 1:47. Had she been sleeping that long? Getting out
AVA The next morning, when Richard had called her and told her to pack a bag that they would be spending the weekend together, Ava wanted to say no. She really wanted to, but found herself agreeing to it. Even when Nicole sat on the bed and trailed Ava's every move. She wanted to believe that for once, everything would fall in place and she'd be happy with someone she cared about. Even when there were so many signs that told her that she shouldn't be with a man who still haven't broken up with his girlfriend. There was still Simone, she hissed silently as she pranced around the room taking a few belongings to stuff into the bag. Nicole didn't say a word to her, she'd obviously said too much already. The only thing she'd muttered to Ava as she was at the door, ready to leave was, "I hope he treats you well, Ava." Ava halted and turned to look at her. She attempted a wary smile and a nod, before letting herself out. She had worn her best outfi
RICHARD Like a teenager. That was how Richard felt - just like a teenager. There were things he wasn't sure he was capable of, until Ava. Being with her the other night, made him feel ecstatic that he didn't want her to go but couldn't tell her to stay. It was still too much to take in. Everything was moving too fast and he didn't want to end things before it even got kicked off the ground. He couldn't help it though, but he was old enough to know better, so he should do better by her. Sitting there behind his desk, he listened to Victoria as she read him his schedule and reminded him about the yearly seminar that would be up in the coming weeks. He heard her alright, but all he looked forward to was his weekend with Ava. Navigating the mouse, he squinted at the screen then typed before letting go of the mouse and raising his eyes to meet the spectacled secretary. Clasping his fingers on the desk, he leaned forward and kept his eyes on her face. He
AVA The first thing that hit Ava immediately she stepped inside the apartment she shared with Nicole, was the burning aroma of something peppery. Nicole had never been a great cook. She had never been a cook at all. She could only try once or twice but she always ended up burning them or putting an excess spice or something stupid in the food. Richard had insisted on driving her home, but she'd declined and rather let him drop her off at the bus stop. Holding her hands against her nose, she shut the door with her foot and toed off her shoes. "Nicole, what's burning?" She shouted, her voice muffled as she found her way to the kitchen, blinking away the stinging tears. Nicole was at the counter. She'd turned off the stove but the smoke was still in the air and would take a few minutes to clear. "Hey there! You're home." She called over her shoulder, without turning to look at Ava. Ava stood at the kitchen door jamb. "Why do you always burn whatever you cook?" She asked. Thin
AVA And that was how things changed for Ava in just one week. They'd agreed to keep things just between them. There were stolen kisses and side glances. He had been a pure gentleman with her. Always attentive. Giving her hugs when she needed them. Sharing unspoken words that they only knew. It was paradise for Ava. And love. A love like this. Wasn't that what everyone wanted? Someone to always care and be there for them. Something nobody ever did for her. He hadn't pressured her to talk about her life. Richard was beginning to spend more time at home than he did before. She even feared that he might be losing deals and contracts, but he'd assured her that she had nothing to be worried about. Ava no more felt like the hired help, she felt like she finally belonged somewhere. With someone. She was getting too attached. They were getting too attached. They were going deeper. They hadn't gotten intimate but it was clearly unavoidable, alth