He extended his left hand and offer it to me. “Care to join me for breakfast, Miss Allysa?” I could help myself but be mesmerized. The plan to get out of here in peace seems to take a huge turn. I have been caught red-handed and there’s really no escaping now. I really could not do much though even if I wasn’t caught, like could I open the elevator when it needs a fingerprint? I’m pretty sure it is not my fingerprint whose needed.This is why I hate modern technology sometimes, they make everything so complicated yet convenient for everyone. This must be the start of our love-hate relationship.I really have no choice but to rethink my escape plan. Plus, the stranger already disappeared into the kitchen without waiting for my answer. I could not help but knock my head lightly because I could not remember what I did to him to take responsibility for something. I hesitantly followed Randall after a few minutes of self-loathing.When I walk towards the kitchen, I saw his well-built body
“You don’t need to worry so much. I would not take advantage nor ask for something impossible and difficult. Just take me out on a date tomorrow, how does that sound?”He was looking at me innocently and full of expectation like a child.“Yes!” I answered without any hesitation before I realize my mistake. He smiled— no more like a sly smirk!Oh my god… I was trapped. I was tricked by those seemingly endless black eyes!“Then, it is settled then.”“No! Wait! I— it is not settled yet! I wasn’t thinking straight!” I argue after my senses came back. I just proved to myself that I do have weakness when it comes to beauty.He titled his head in the left, wondering why I took back my words. “Why? You already agreed to it.”“Stop looking at me with those eyes!” I shouted before I turn my head to avoid his gaze. He straighten and move where I could perfectly see his beauty.“What eyes?” he asked innocently and move closer.Why are you looking at me with a gaze like that! I immediately covered
Chapter Twelve.On the way from was nothing but agonizing. If I did have a choice I am not going to comeback to that hell of a house. But for my revenge and my things I need to swallow this anger first.Bonavich Subdivision.It was the letters that form around as I got closer to my destination.Arriving on the gates of the subdivision, the security guard on duty, Micheal, smiled at me and opened the gates. In return of his friendly smile, I wave at him. Thankfully, I wasn’t ban on entering this ground and no news of the black sheep of the family getting kicked-out got out.“Good morning ma'am.” he greeted simply as my car passed the guard house.Entering the subdivision wasn’t that much stressful because Micheal was such a gentle soul. He might not talk to much but he is kind, more kinder than my very own father.Taking a left turn, I could already see the mansion. As I approach the house, a black car was seen nearing. As I climb out of my car, it was exactly the moment the other vehi
Chapter Thirteen.I can't understand how people around us see her as someone angelic! Didn't you see what she did!? She did not close the door! Where are her manners!?She did not even knock!Ugh. People in the company must have been blind or they were wearing color-fulled glasses. They were not able to see that behind those innocent faces is a freaking bitch.Stamping my feet on the ground like a teenager, I forced myself to sit up, stand up, and closed the door. Yes, THE DOOR THAT I DIDN’T EVEN OPEN.People do really like ruining my mood this day. And I won’t allow this, I cannot allow that my day was only ruined. I also need to ruin theirs, even if it needs a few days before I achieve it.Instead of going back to bed and sleeping all day, my determination to exact my revenge motivated me to finish my impending work.A work that will not only destroy my father and sister’s image but also the company. Just like I said, if I cannot have “Hall’s Corporate and Company” then no one would
Silence was met with another silence. I couldn't help but feel smug about it. In fact, I was not writing a report for the company but researching about the man I met last night.I couldn't even believe my luck—or misfortune, depending on how you looked at it. It had started as ordinary flirting, a chance to bed a man who passed my standards and type. Among the vibrant atmosphere and attractive crowd, he was just a different breed. He was meant to stand out.I found myself infatuated with a charming stranger. He was tall, with raven black hair and crystal-clear black eyes looking at me like he was sucking my soul, which made my heart skip a beat. And as a woman who was raised to be direct and frank, I don't like idle chit-chats and beating around the bush."I never thought you would figure me out that fast. Perhaps the prior engagement was already planned?" he inquired amusingly, but I detected a slight caution in his voice.I shrugged my shoulders in response, even though he couldn't
I heard him sigh, his exasperation palpable in the air. "Is this what you really want?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mix of concern and disbelief. But his question only fueled the fire that burned within me, igniting a strange smile on my lips. I couldn't help but let out a laugh, a laugh that held both astonishment and determination. It was a laugh that threatened to propel me out of my seat and onto a path of no return.Is this what I really want? Ha! No, never! This is not enough! The vanilla revenge he spoke of, the mere satisfaction of winning a petty competition, held no allure for me. It was far too shallow, too insignificant to quench the thirst for retribution that consumed me.He had always been perceptive, a man with a sharp eye. He must have glimpsed the fragments of my plan, sensed the depth of my intentions. But I was unwilling to reveal everything just yet, to let him in on the true extent of my desires. Instead, I replied with a firmness that belied the seething a
Chapter Sixteen.Staying up in room for the whole day, I didn’t realize it was already evening until I heard a know coming behind my door.Knock.Knock.“Young miss, the master have arrived and requested your presence. And, dinner will be serve in a few minutes.” The servant announced in an unhurried tone.I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. We don’t typically eat dinner together, or should I say I wasn’t included. I could only join them if the Chairman has important things to discuss or information that needs attention. Typically, it was always about reprimanding and warning me.Just great. Another humiliation episode for the whole house to enjoy.I sighed and reluctantly got up from my comfortable spot on the bed. It had been one of those days when I just wanted to retreat into the solace of my room, away from the prying eyes and constant scrutiny of the household. But now, it seemed like my solitude was about to be shattered by yet another dinner where I would be the center of attent
Chapter Seventeen.My eyes were locked on him, not backing down. The room felt heavy with tension as we stood face to face, the air crackling with unspoken words. I could see the disappointment in my father's eyes, his once vibrant gaze now clouded with a mixture of anger and frustration. But I refused to let it deter me. I had grown tired of living in his shadow, constantly striving for his approval, only to be met with perpetual disappointment.Looking at him now was just a bare minimum of my rudeness, a silent rebellion against the expectations he had placed upon me. In his eyes, I am always the one at fault.For years, I had tried to be the daughter he wanted me to be - obedient, successful, and dutiful. I had studied tirelessly, excelled in every subject, and achieved more than most could ever dream of. But it was never enough. No matter how high I climbed, he always found fault in my accomplishments. He had an unyielding vision for my life, one that I could never quite live up t
Chapter Thirty-Four.“Tell me, what are your future plans together?” Amanesis pressed, leaning in with the tenacity of an investigator digging for answers.“I can’t exactly predict the future,” I replied playfully, “Perhaps something simple—cooking together, leisurely strolls through flower markets, and, of course, impromptu journeys to wine tastings.” “And maybe some historical tours too?” Randall injected with feigned seriousness, his lips quirked into a half-smile. “Just to keep her well-rounded.”“I’m sure it’ll only add to my charm!” I quipped back, feeding off his playful energy.“Honestly, the way you two interact, it warms my heart,” Amanesis exclaimed, her previous strict demeanor disappearing as her protective maternal instincts began to show through. “You both deserve happiness. And Randall, don’t you dare allow anyone else to distract you from what you have here.”Randall’s expression softened slightly, and he inclining his head slightly as a grateful acknowledgment.As l
Chapter Thirty-Three.After what felt like an eternity planning the intricate details of our relationship charade, I departed the terrace with Randall’s chuckle hanging in the warm, fragrant air. The sun stood high in the sky, casting a shimmering glow across the expansive estate, filling the mansion with an air of quiet elegance.“Are you ready for the culinary emporium the maids are about to unleash?” Randall mused as I led the way back inside. The sound of commotion grew louder as we neared the kitchen—the cheerful chatter of servants echoing through the halls, punctuated by the clatter of pots and pans.“Let’s hope they’ve stocked up on enough comfort food to win over your mother,” I replied, biting back laughter. “And I still need to figure out what to do with my hair. Got anything inspiring on you?”“Can’t help you with that,” he said with a feigned look of innocence before a more genuine smile crept in. “But you’ll look wonderful in anything. Just be yourself.”As I entered my
Chapter Thirty-Two.Sitting at the terrace of Randall's grand mansion, I watched the sun descend over the expansive estate, the golden rays glistening off the carefully trimmed maze garden that borders the property. I felt a sense of tranquility wash over me as I took in the view. But my peace was abruptly shattered by the sound of Randall’s phone ringing, followed by him snapping it up with an incredulous expression on his face.Bringing the cup of coffee to my lips, I looked at Randall waiting for him to pick up the phone.“Bencio?” Randall’s voice was laced with calmness and a hint of confusion.I leaned back in my chair, my curiosity piqued as I caught snippets of the conversation floating towards me through the warm, evening air. “Please don’t kill me,” Bencio’s voice echoed, making it hard for me to suppress a laugh. I stifled the chuckle, maintaining my composure as I watched Randall's expression turn alarmingly serious. “What do you mean my mother is coming over?” There was
Chapter Thirty-One.The sun shone gloriously over the sprawling garden of a mansion that had seen better days; its once-vibrant flowers were wilting slightly under the unrelenting afternoon heat. Yet, at least one thing still radiated with energy and color: Amanesis. She buzzed around the estate with the enthusiasm of a hummingbird, her vibrant dress swishing as she made her way to the office where Bencio was stationed.“Bencio, darling!” she called out with the flair of a theatrical heroine, throwing open the door without knocking. The assistant looked up, startled, as if summoned from some far, distant realm of paperwork and duty. “You will never believe the tragedy that has befallen me!”“Uh, good afternoon, Madam,” Bencio began, sliding his glasses up his nose as he attempted to shift his thoughts from spreadsheets to the whirlwind of drama that was Amanesis. “What seems to be the problem?”“Sit down, dear! You’re going to want to hear this,” she urged, waving her hand as if becko
Chapter Thirty.As our lips met, time seemed to come to a standstill, the world around us fading softly into a blur. The initial shock that coursed through my body melted away, replaced by a warm, comforting sensation enveloping us both like a soft blanket draped in tenderness. It wasn’t merely a kiss; it was a silent acknowledgment of the journey we were embarking on together, a beautiful testament to the intertwining of our lives in the most profound of ways.When we finally pulled away, breathless and a little awestruck, I saw a flicker of mischief dancing in Randall's deep blue eyes. "Did that meet your expectations?" he teased, his voice low and warm, sending delightful shivers racing down my spine.I couldn't help but chuckle, a delightful concoction of nerves and joy bubbling up inside me. "I suppose it will do for now," I said, my own teasing tone emerging, echoing his playful spirit. Somehow, the tension that had been momentarily knotted in my stomach loosened, replaced by an
Chapter Twenty-NineThe helicopter sliced through the sky, the setting sun a fiery explosion of orange and yellow on the horizon. Beneath us, Amadeus unfolded like a vibrant tapestry. Lush green parks dotted with vibrant flower beds gave way to cobbled streets lined with quaint buildings in pastel hues. The majestic Amadeus River, a serpent of silver, snaked through the heart of the city, its surface reflecting the dying light of the day.I'd been to Amadeus before, but those visits were a blur of neon lights, throbbing nightclubs, and the relentless energy of a city that never seemed to sleep. This was a completely different Amadeus – bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, peaceful and serene. A city that held its breath, waiting for the cloak of night to fall.It didn't take long for the helicopter to descend on a neatly manicured helipad nestled amidst a sprawling estate. The manicured lawns were a vibrant emerald green, dotted with vibrant flowerbeds that burst with color –
Chapter Twenty-Eight.Bencio, on the other side of the call, was confused and suddenly depressed. He had just rescheduled his boss's appointments for half a day, a task that took so much time and energy it felt like he was dying.He was dying from contacting others to inform them of the new schedule, and now his boss was telling him to reschedule again, this time due to his sudden marriage! And it wasn't just for a day – it was a one-week delay!But who was he to deny his boss's wedding and honeymoon? He still didn't want to get kicked out of the company. He still needed money to survive in this world run by capitalism."Ah... what an unfortunate soul I am," Bencio silently pitied himself. All he could do was swallow the lump in his throat and pretend.He didn't even have the energy to think about who his boss was marrying or who would marry his boss.He didn't care and didn't dare to care. He would not risk his neck for a momentary curiosity."Cancel all my meetings for a week, at mo
Chapter Twenty-Seven.Randall sat there, unblinking, as if someone had hit him with a truck. Allysa's words hung in the air: "Let's get married today." It wasn't what he had expected from their lunch date, not by a long shot. He didn't even know what to say to her sudden proposal, or more accurately, her veiled threat.Her audacity was breathtaking, almost admirable in its brazenness. He saw the steely glint in her eyes, a challenge she dared him to accept.A chuckle escaped his lips. The woman he was trying to win over was proposing to him? Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around? He shook his head in amusement.He had been right all along. This woman was too interesting. She wasn't the first woman to propose to him, but she was definitely the first to boldly try to threaten him into it.He rested his chin on his palm, his gaze unwavering as he studied Allysa. She didn't shy away from his intense scrutiny. Her sweet smile widened even further, challenging him to respond.Should
Chapter Twenty-Six. Allysa’s POV The interaction between Leo and Nero was palpable, and I couldn't help but find their dynamic amusing. It was like an older brother trying to be tolerant with his mischievous younger brother, urging him to behave. Of course, Leo as the older brother. Randall seemed to sense it too, his eyebrow raising slightly as he observed the silent interaction. As Leo placed the plates of sushi in front of us, Nero leisurely came over as if he wasn’t supposed to be serving other tables and couldn't resist a mischievous grin. "Well, well, look who's here. Did the heaven’s gate opened and finally took pity on us mortals, for them to send their best angels and beauty?” he intrude with a silly face as if he was very shock to see us, as if he could just believe what miracle he was seeing. I look at him flustered, flabbergasted, astonished and many redundant word just to describe my reaction. Did Nero just simply complemented and called Randall an angel and beauty