RICHARD The wheels in Richard's head were turning wildly on their own. He couldn't control what was happening but he was sure he'd fallen helplessly for the girl that had kissed him right at that moment. Richard wasn't aware that he could feel so much emotions for someone else, after Daphne. But now, he was certain he could. Her eyes gleamed with tears and the emotions he saw in them matched his. He was feeling a lot of things at that point. As Richard smiled up at her, she returned the smile and blinked playfully. There was so much at stake if things took the wrong turn, so he had to keep things down. The media can be very cruel and he knew that and wouldn't want her to be exposed to that. But, first things first. Placing his hands on both her sides on the table, he leaned in, catching every fleeting emotion on her face. "I'll want to speak with you when you're not not here..." "So..." She smiled shyly at him, trying to look past him but
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
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
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 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
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
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
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 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