Lila remembered the name from the last party she was at, and she tried to tell her brother that going on that date was not going to work, but he was adamant about it, and she did not want to overly resist and give him a reason not to help her. She did not have any advantage, and she was at his mercy, so she had to do what he wanted, at least for now. She took slow steps as she walked to one of the tables in the coffee shop. Oliver had suggested fancy dining for their blind date, but she had turned it down and asked that they meet in broad daylight and at a coffee shop. She was not going to allow him to have a reason to want to be with her. This blind date had to flop, and she was going to make sure. As soon as she secured her seat, she went up to the counter to get a drink for herself, and since it was blazing hot outside for some reason when it had poured continuously through the night, she got an iced coffee for herself. She sat and waited, hoping he would not show up. She sipped
"That is such a cliche question; do you ask all of your blind dates that?" Lila asked, and he shook his head. "Then why would you ask me something so basic? Do I look basic?" she continued.Damien was only asking that question to be able to gather information on her; that way he would be able to woo her properly, but it seemed like she was intentionally trying to sabotage this date as if she knew that he was onto him. "Why don't you tell me about yourself instead?" she asked before he could refute her claim."About myself?" he asked. He thought in his mind if he should mention that she was the reason he became a hopeless person like this; he wondered if he should tell her that because of her, all the rightness in his life disappeared suddenly. "There is nothing much that isn't on the internet," he said with a smirk on his face."If all I need to know about you is on the internet, then why are we on this date? Why did you ask my brother to set us up?" She asked, and before he could say
"So what do you say about my offer?" Lila asked as they stood outside waiting for her cab to arrive. Damien wondered what kind of girl she was and how she was so simple. He had expected her to show up in some fancy dress and shoes, but she wore an ordinary, no-brand-name t-shirt and a pair of jeans with slip-on tennis shoes. Instead of having one of the drivers at her house pick her up, she was using a taxi service. Damien could not figure her out because it seemed all he knew about her did not match what he saw currently, and he knew that would be much of a hassle for him."I will think about it and you will hear my conclusion from your brother," he said. She nodded as she watched her taxi pull up in front of her and roll down the window."Here for Ms. Carson, the man said, and she nodded with her hands waving in the air."That is me," she said, going to the back seat. Before her hand could touch and pull on the handle, the door opened in front of her. She looked up to him. "I could
"What are you doing here, Sam?" Damien asked as he entered the home office. He had just returned from the date, and he had a lot to do for work, but he was not going to go to work and was going to work from home."How did you know someone was here?" Sam asked, turning the chair, backing the door, and shifting so he could be closer to the table. "Most importantly, how did you know I was the one?" Sam added a bit creeped out that Damien could make out his image in the darkness of the room.Damien walked over to the light switch and turned it on so the light from the bulbs spread through the room. He pointed to Sam's briefcase that was casually sitting on one of the couches in the room. "You are a lawyer; you should know better," he said, walking away from the switch to his desk."And you are a wizard," Sam replied, swaying in the chair from side to side."Get off my chair. I have a lot to do." Damien held the chair in place so that Sam could not shift the chair anymore."Huh!" Sam excla
"Why would I hurt myself?" Damien asked, looking up from the file in his lap to Sam, who sat there staring at him. "I am doing this to relieve myself of the pain I have been feeling for the past three years. Only if I do this can I rest.""Are you sure about that?" Sam asked."Why won't I be sure?" Damien shook his head and flipped the page of the file in hand."Because I do not think that you can achieve peace by doing this.""I have been beating myself up all this while because I have been unable to do anything for Amber; this is the only way I can make that girl pay and still allow Amber to be pleased."Sam wanted to scream at Damien to wake up, but he knew it was going to be a waste of time to do that. He had made up his mind to do this, and anything said now was just going to be like beating a rock. He was not going to find fulfilment or fill the hole with revenge, but he knew that forgiveness was not an option for him with this woman."Tell me the plan," Sam said out of the blue
"Did I keep you waiting for long?" Arietta asked as she sat down to dinner with Oliver."I just got here," Oliver said absentmindedly."Dod you?" she asked, and he nodded, looking down at his phone. He was expecting a response from Damien. If he could get his sister to be with him, then he would be happy about it all and probably steeled down herself, but he was nervous because he knew how stubborn Lila could be and tried her best to fight to the end and get what she wanted.You look gloomy; is all well?" Arietta asked Yappig the table so he could raise his eyes to her."It is," he said with a smile before putting his phone away."It does not seem that way to me," she said, tilting her head, hoping to get him to talk to her about whatever it was that was bothering him."It is fine." She took a deep breath and decided to let it go.Arietta and Oliver had been in an arranged relationship for about three months, and she felt it was time for them to decide the fate of their future togethe
Arietta sat there looking at Oliver; she wanted to scream at him and ask him if she had just wasted three months of her life trying to make this work but he did not even try and now he thought it was so easy so he could just break it off with her just like that. She cleared her throat and shifted until she was at the edge of her seat."Do you not like me?" she asked because it felt like she had misunderstood him all this while. She thought he was just an aloof man who liked to hide his feelings deep in his soul. She thought that he was the kind of man who masked his emotions with a stone face. Was she wrong? Did he not have any feelings for her?"I do not." The words as it left his mouth drove straight to her heart like a dagger that was thrust in and turned from side to side. She blinked and swallowed the lump in her throat."You do not?" she said, closing her eyes tightly as the memories of the past month flooded her heart. She could recount all of the things that had happened so we
"You promised to let me visit the family of the dead woman," Lila said as she heard her brother come into the kitchen. She had been waiting around for Gim to get back after her date, but somehow he was late that day. She wondered why he was so late that night. Since she got home, she had not noticed that he always got back late until tonight, when she needed something from him.When he did not make any snarky comments or reply sarcastically, she turned to make sure that he was the one who entered and that she did not just creep out a random staff. Surely he was the one standing there, but he had his tie on his neck half hazardly and his suit jacket in hand. This was not the image of her brother she was used to.Even after the end of a long day, he always had his tie firmly wrapped around his neck. She remembered when she was preparing to leave the house; this was shortly after her father died. Her mother turned to a travelling alcoholic as soon as her father's body was laid cold on th
"He was asking me what I would like to eat," Lila asked herself, staring at the phone. She had been so sceptical about him, and as much as she thought that his action was supposed to clear off the doubt she had, she feared that he was plunging her into more fear by the day. She dropped onto the bed with her eyes closed as she tried to steady her beating heart and convince herself that her heart was only doing that to her because she was feeling a bit stressed even though she had barely done anything all day. "Can I say something, sir?" Gray said out of the blue, and Damien raised her head to him. "I do not think you might like what I am about to say.""And yet you still want to say it?" Amien asked, shocked at his assistant. Gray had always been simple and took his words as law; he had never thought of speaking back at him like this, so Damien was curious as to what he wanted to say to him. "Yes, sir," he replied with a small nod. "Go on," Damien told him. "Sir, I do not think tha
Gray had advised him and asked him to study her as it would make her feel he was really interested in her, but he reminded his assistant that as much as he would have loved to give a tailored experience to his enemy, he still wanted to work within the time frame that Kevin had given to him. Even though he did not have all of the details figured out, he knew that, as it stands, he had wasted an entire week and had not gotten anything done. He needed to find a way to speed up the process so that he could get everything done soon. "I would suggest slowly getting to know her," Gray said, sounding just like Sam. "I want to take revenge, not marry her. Why on earth would I slowly get to know her?" Damien murmured. "I do not have enough time for all that, so I should just ask her."Gray wanted to tell him that women were like search and rescue dogs who could easily sniff out insincerity, but he held himself from saying anything. He nodded instead. "I will be ready to take any further instr
Lila jumped out of bed almost immediately, and the call dropped. She dropped her phone to the bed and looked down at herself. She was still in the clothes she had put on in the morning. "What do I wear?" she exclaimed, looking down at herself as she rushed into her closet. It was almost next to empty. She did not really care about things like that, and since she got back, she has been trying her best to get pieces of clothing for herself. She only got a new one when she needed it, and now out of the pieces of clothes everywhere, she had no idea which of them she was going to throw away to get a cute outfit for her to wear. One thing she very much wanted to do was have something that looked like she threw something together without putting much thought into it. "Maybe I do need to get myself some clothes," she murmured, holding a piece of cloth to her body as she stared in the mirror. After doing the same for almost everything in the wardrobe, she decided that before the end of the w
"Where are you?" Damien asked over the phone. "Mr. Damien Calloway, don't you think you are obsessed with me considering that we are in a fake relationship?" She asked over the phone. She had waited all afternoon for Rosa's call, but she did not get one, and since she did not have her number, she could not call to check up on the woman; her brother was being a pain and was not getting her calls. All she could do was pray that the woman was all right. If she had known that all she would have been doing all day was to lay down and not do anything, she would not have turned down Zach's invitation to lunch."Fake relationship?" He gasped as if she were making up things, and he did not know what she meant when they had agreed on it together. "What do you want?" she asked, ignoring his fake gasp and pressing her lip into a thin line. "I want to treat you to dinner, so what do you say?" he asked, and she shook her head. She most especially did not want to see him; his presence was too ov
"You look like someone who is in urgent need of soem boozze and hoe," Daniel said as he sat down to Gavin's table at the bar. Evangeline had finally taken off her yes from him, and he was all set to meet up with his friends regularly. If he was being honest, marrying her was not what he thought he would like. If he had gotten married to Lila instead, he was sure that he would have been free to do whatever he wanted, but with her, she was trying her best to cage him down. "Maybe that is what I need—some alcohol to numb my brain and a woman to make me feel like a man again." Gavin repied his eyes, scouring the dance floor of people moving to the beat. "Then I would take it upon myself to get that for you," Daniel offered."You do not have to do such a thing," Gavin told his friend before he got out of his seat. "So you are saying that you would rather look like a monk at a place like this?""Do you want me to turn up dead?" Gavin asked, taking up his glass and chuging it down. He was
"What are you doing today?" Oliver asked as his sister sat by the table for breakfast. "Thanks to you, I have to go to meet that old woman," Lila said, taking up the toast from the pile and taking a bite from it."Old woman?""The woman from the church," she said before taking another bite from it. "This is really good," she murmured with her mouth full. "Can you please for once at like your class?" he asked, rolling his eyes. She dropped the tray to the plate in front of her, crossed her legs under the table, and turned up her nose. "I am sorry, did you want me to act snobbish?" she asked, trying to fake an accent. "No, I do not want you to act snobbish or do a terrible accent impression. I want you not to talk while you have food in your mouth," he said. She wondered how hard it was for him to take a sarcastic joke; she had made sure to sound out her sarcasm so he could know what she meant, but suddenly he was dense. "I wonder how the company survives," she muttered before taki
Arietta and Lila had a nice lunch, and Lila was pretty sure that she would make the news. She saw Arietta out and then came up to meet with Zach. The truth was that they had nothing to catch up on, but she wanted to talk to him. He was supposed to be the normality she would have in recent times."So sorry I am late""It's no worry; a man has got to do what a man has to do," she said with a smile lingering on her face."Oh, I see you've got a sense of humour," he said, and she shook her head."Oh no, I would not dare call this that; I am just a girl," she said, raising her shoulders a bit."I would have invited you for a late lunch, but you just ate so..." he trailed off as his mind spun on activities that they could do together."Do you have to go back to work?" She asked, looking around. He was not popular like any of the other CEOs, which meant he was either an office worker or someone who owned a start-up. The restaurant was pretty much empty, as everyone who had come in to have an
Lila got out of the flashy car that her brother had asked her to take out. He told her that she would need to begin to establish herself in society so that people would become curious about her. The truth was that if she did it right, the price of their stocks could go up very drastically, and that was what he wanted. They were on top, but he desperately wanted to be in first position; that was the only way he could remain at the top.Lila walked slowly into the restaurant; she was supposed to meet with Arietta for lunch at a random diner that she was comfortable with, but Oliver had overturned all of her plans. When she woke up that morning, there was a makeup artist, a hairstylist, and a clothes stylist to help her get ready."All this fussy for lunch with your girlfriend?" At that point, Lila wished that she had agreed with Arietta's earlier suggestion of having lunch at home. That way, her brother would not make such a fuss about anything. She sighed when he did not say anything i
Lila could not believe that her brother had put her in the position and that she had agreed to go out with this woman she was meeting for the first time. Rosa had gone on and on about how much fun they were going to have, even though Lila highly doubted she could have fun with an old woman."Why the hell would hook me up with an old woman?" Lila asked as their car pulled away from the church, merging onto the road."Trust me, you would be grateful to me for doing this for you.""Grateful that you are linking me up with a strange old woman.""Trust me," Oliver said, and she sighed. "Moreover, Rosa is such a sweetheart; I am sure you would have a blast with her."Do I have a choice?" Lila groaned. Her mom suddenly came to mind; she had not seen her in ten years, and even now that she was back at the house, she was not going to see her as well. They knew that their mother was alive and well because she sent a letter to them with a postcard every month.It had been years since she got the