Chapter One.Allysa's POV.It was an ordinary day, my work revolved around meetings and creative planning. My eyes roamed around the ridiculous amount of paperwork on my desk. Grimacing slightly, I spared a glance at the grandfather clock standing still like a guard on duty at the corner of the office.I thought my day would end just like the same, but instead, I was suddenly summoned to my father’s office. I could not even say goodbye to some of my workmates as I was told to make haste.Walking towards the office, I saw some of the executive officers getting out one by one. I smiled at them happily but to my surprise, they looked away and walked directly past me. I was quite dumbfounded but didn't mind, perhaps their meeting didn’t turn out quite alright.It did not take a while until I reached my father’s office, twisting the silver door knob, and the tinted glass double door opened silently.Click.I saw my father sitting on his swivel chair, his back facing me.“I’m here Dad, what
Chapter Two. Allysa's POV. As I walked past the long hallway, I saw the board of directors coming out from another room, and with them my stepmother. Everyone stopped and looked at me, I didn’t give them a chance to look at me with pity as I stopped and glared at them. My stepmother was alarmed and tried to smile lovingly. “Dear, what happened to you? Are you crying? Having a bad day?” My anger almost burst out from the pent-up hatred, I suddenly had the urge to grab her black hair and pulled it. But instead, I smirk at her and everyone. “Nice try joking mother, very funny to the point I have almost forgotten to myself from slapping your stupid face. And I doubt you will ever see me cry, maybe at your funeral I will.” I answered sharply and didn’t bother to analyze their surprised faces. I went straight to the elevator and pressed the button. Thankfully, it opened very quickly and no one was inside. I went in and turned around to see their faces painted with disbelief, confusion
Chapter Three.Allysa's POV. “Ouch,” I whined and the impact made me take a step back. Raising my right hand, I rubbed the gap between my forehead. It didn’t hurt too much but it was pretty hard. And wait? How did a wall freaking get in my back? “Sorry, are you hurt?” a deep voice asked in concern. My body halted as I was processing what happened. I immediately took my hand and looked up, there I saw a tall handsome young man with bright blond hair, he was wearing a black retro wayfarer sunglasses. I immediately took a step back and shook my head. “No, I’m fine. It was my fault for stopping mid-way.” I apologized and offered a smile. He looks down and his sunglasses slip down revealing a pair of bright alluring blue eyes behind the lens. He offered a kind smile and sigh in relief. “That’s great! I really thought you were hurt.” I stared at him, he looked so easygoing and carefree. "By the way, why are you just standing there?" He asked in a curious tone. Suddenly, I got embar
Chapter Four. Allysa's POV It was a sight to behold. Wearing a plain white shirt and black pants, he dominated my eyes. I am not one for an eye candy but that man just screams for attention. I have never dated guys before nor did I entertain one, it was all due to my busy schedule or because of my brazen personality. I was too bold for them to handle, arrogant and shameless as they put it. My word appears arrogant to them, I find it difficult to sugar-coat my words. I don't them to misunderstand and wait like a fool, I don't want them to waste their time, and mine. In the business world, time is gold, essential if you want to climb higher. But I have never said that I was not interested in dating, so how come I would let an opportunity like this down the drain? This opportunity is hard to come by. I won't waste it, rather than sulking here and just witnessing others enjoy themselves, I would rather entertain myself. "Heh." I chuckled as I swirled my drink. Now that I think abou
A gasp escaped from my lips when I heard his voice. I was relieved and I feel much safer than before. But contrary to feelings, the pervert was driven mad. "Who the fuck are you to meddle with our problem! You want a piece of me huh!?" he said with madness as his attention slip away from me and walk towards the raven hair guy. I was suddenly nervous about what might happen. I am afraid that a fight might break out! We can't let that happen! Fighting inside a bar is dangerous, and I don't want this good man to be dragged into my affair. My conscience would not let me sleep if something bad happens to him because of me. "Wait—" I shouted as I tried to stop the man but I was completely cut off when the madman raised his right arm and made his hand curled into a fist. I gasped when the pervert man made a punching action. Leaning backward and raising his hand to ear level, push it forward and swing it. "Oh my gosh no!" I screamed in horror. Smash! Plop. A soft sound echoed, I was v
They say that if you want to catch your prey, you must not only put the bait. You also need to catch them off guard but must be also wary of the other lurking predators.In the wild, never assume you’re the only one hunting. There’s more a lot of hunters than prey.“Hi, there! Can you grant this miserable woman who’s never been in a relationship, a favor?” Allysa asked pretty boldly, cheeks flushed red due to alcohol.The girls around him paused and straight look up at the new woman. Their eyes scanned her whole frame as if they were some re-tribunal judges, here to pass down judgment.Women.One of the most amazing and sympathetic living beings lives in society.Ah yes, besides that title they are also the nastiest creature on earth.They will not back down on a challenge, especially on a delicious prey sitting right next to them. If it comes to the things they want, they would tear the limbs and cut them out. Leaving no other hunter alive to pry on her prey.They will do anything, e
Randall’s eye were wide open as he tried to process everything. His gaze landed on the beautiful woman long think lashes, as her eyes were closed. Her hair was dark yet against the light that was shining from a small disco bar, it looked like there were stars twinkling within the strands.She was indeed pretty, and bold. Randall just stood there like a statue for moment before the woman’s eye slowly opened. Her light eyes were looking straight into Randall’s jet-black eyes and for some reason, it sent small thunders down his spine; and when he trailed up and down her body subtly, not that she was doing that too, he tried his best not to stare at where her fitted jean was hugging her thighs.There lips were still connected, both were not pulling apart and staring to each others eyes. Randall was having a headache and Allysa’s heart was pounding loudly.Allysa move pulled back and give the man a sly grin. She sniffed at the lapel of Randall’s dress shirt as she let out a small giggle, “
Randall lean forward before picking a kiss on the intoxicated Allysa. Which, she returns as a giggle and steals a longer kiss, tongue twisting and fighting for dominance. When both of them pulled away, a string of saliva was shared.The raven-haired man scooped her by the waist. The light-headed Allysa instinctively hooked her legs and tightened her hug to prevent falling as Randall stood up. With a little giggle, she buried her face toward the man’s neck, inhaling his scent.Randall carried her effortlessly from the place they were sited and walked past through the dance floor. There were shared whispers of jealousy and curiosity as they passed by the dance floor which made Randall kind of irritated. He doesn’t want their privacy to be pried on, which is why he looks around to look for the nearest exit.Nero, who was chatting fairly with his customer felt saw a familiar figure in the background. On the dance floor, a raven-hair man was twisting his head, wanting to get away from the
As our lips met, I felt time slow, the world around us fading into the background. The initial shock dissolved, replaced by a comforting warmth that enveloped us both. It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a silent acknowledgment of the journey we were embarking on together, two lives intertwining in the most profound of ways.When we finally pulled away, breathless, I saw a flicker of mischief dancing in Randall's eyes. "Did that meet your expectations?" he teased, his voice low.I couldn't help but chuckle, a mixture of nerves and joy bubbling inside me. "I suppose it will do for now," I replied, my own teasing tone emerging. Somehow, the tension that had momentarily knotted in my stomach loosened, replaced with an exhilarating thrill.Clara stepped forward, a small bouquet of seasonal flowers in her hands. "Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Valentinus," she said, her eyes sparkling with delight. "The evening is still young, and the celebration awaits."The moment felt surreal, as if I had stepp
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
Allysa’s POV. “What do you want to eat?” Randall asked as he paused beside the bench. Before I could answer him, he led me to sit and placed the paper bags beside me. “Let’s apply some ointment on your face first,” he said, opening one of the paper bags and taking out a bottle of cream. The scent of lavender wafted through the air as he unscrewed the cap, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of comfort in his presence. Randall's fingers delicately traced the contours of my swollen cheek as he applied the ointment. His touch was gentle, his movements careful. As he worked, the silence between us was filled with the sounds of the district: distant traffic, the murmur of people passing by, and the rustle of leaves in a nearby tree. “I never wanted you to get hurt,” he said softly, his eyes locked onto mine. There was a sincerity in his gaze that melted away the coldness I had sensed in him before. I stared at him for a while, his deep raven-black eyes looking at me deeply as if tryin
Chapter Twenty-Four.Allysa's POV"So, where are you now?" Randall's voice echoed through the phone, catching me off guard. I glanced around, searching for any sign that might reveal my current location. It didn't take long for my eyes to lock onto a weather-worn sign that read 'Conjouer.'"I'm at the front of Conjouer," I replied, my fingers deftly rifling through the contents of my handbag in search of something elusive.“Stay there; I’ll be coming,” Randall ordered in a soft, reassuring tone. I paused, my left eyebrow arching inquisitively as I processed his words. Did this man order me to stay? And why would he be coming here?Raising my eyebrow and crossing my arms, I asked him, “What did you just say?”I heard him chuckle lightly. “Let’s have lunch together,” he said, and I could hear some noise in the other line.Now, it was my turn to chuckle. “You must know, I don’t have money, and I’m currently poor. I cannot treat you,” I said with a voice filled with teasing.I heard him l
Chapter Twenty-Three.Truthfully, Randall was indeed busy. He was currently in the middle of a meeting. It was always been a rule and custom in conference room that everybody had to set their phones to silent mode as no personal calls could be taken during this time.The conference room was in air-conditioned but it wasn’t exaggerating to say that everyone was sweating like they were being grilled in the hot dessert. The already cold conference room was even more bone chilling.Adamson, who presenting and reporting can’t help but shiver in silence as deep profound black eyes were staring at him. Looking as if he made just one mistake, the abyss will swallow him hole leaving no bones behind.As Adamson presented the report, beads of sweat formed on his forehead. The weight of Randall's stare made the room feel even colder, and the collective fear was almost suffocating. It wasn’t just Adamson who was feeling that way. Everyone felt the same, careful not to make a mistake in front of t
Chapter Twenty-Two.The moment I walked out of the store, I maintained a depressed look as I walked several steps away. Looking around like a lost child, I could see the car that was supposed to be parked outside. Neither Belladonna nor Agatha was in sight. I could only chuckle inwardly as if I had won a lottery. Looking at the side mirror of the near car, I could see the madam's eyes on me, watching my moves and expressions. Looking at the pitiful me staring at the void.I should really apply for an actress in the future.After staying for a few seconds, I sighed as if dejected but still smiled as if it was a common occurrence. I walked away from the establishment with a slight smirk on my face.How did I guess that Belladonna would leave me here? It was simple; I already knew her inside out after living with her for almost ten years. Just like they say, the one who will know you more than yourself would always be your hater and archenemies. They know you more than your number one fa