Lila looked down at her phone DAMIEN CALLOWAY stared at her from the screen. "What do I say to him?" Lila murmured, looking down at her screen. She raised her head and shook her head. She was not sure what she had done to him yet, so what was she going to say? "Hey Damien, it is I who have a terrible drinking habit of blacking out when I drink, and I decided to go to a club and then drink and embarrass myself in front of you." She groaned and stood up. Arietta told her to act as if she did not remember anything. She had begged her to stay while she made a call, but Arietta said she wanted to go home and get ready for the dinner she was having with her brother. She could not say no since she was the biggest shipper. "Ah!" she shrieked and threw the phone out of her hand on the bed when it began ringing, the sound filling the room. She bent down to look at the screen, and Damien was calling. "Damien?" she murmured. She took a deep breath and sat on the bed, taking up the phone. She t
"We have been driving for a while now. Where are we going?" Lila lifted her head and looked around them. Damien was at the house a few minutes before six, and she was ready to go. She did not want to make it seem like a big deal, so she did not call him back to ask where he was taking her. She just threw on a pair of jeans and a button-down shirt with her hair up in a bun. "I was going to take you to fine dining, but you are not dressed the part, so I am thinking of taking you somewhere else." "Well, I did not know your plans, so I wore what was fitting enough for me." "You should have asked me to know what to wear." "I don't want to make it a big deal," she said in a small voice, looking out the window. She was very glad that she could look out the window instead of at him. "So where are we going now?" she asked. "Someplace," he said with a shrug as he merged into the traffic. "Someplace? Does someplace have a name?" She asked, tilting her head a bit so she could see his entire
"Welcome to my home; I have only one rule." "One rule?" Lila asked as she walked into the house. She looked around and wondered why the house reminded her of their house. Oliver and Damien seemed to have the same idea of home decoration. "What is it?" she asked, pushing down the thoughts of asking him why his house looked so bleak back to his mind. "You are limited to downstairs," he said. Amber's pictures littered everywhere upstairs, and he did not want to know if Lila could remember her face, but he did not want to take any pictures. "This is the best thing you have said tonight," she exclaimed, clapping her hand and smiling. He was glad that she understood and was okay with his terms. "Shall we go to the kitchen?" he asked, pointing her in the direction of where she should go. She held onto the bag in front of her legs, kicking it in as she moved in the direction he had shown."So what are you going to make?" she asked, sitting on one of the kitchen stools. "Are you going to
Damien did not know why he had done anything that night. Yes, Sam had asked him to get closer to her, but he could not understand why he was flirting so much with her. When he asked her for dinner, he had his own motives; he had to hear what she had to say without making her think she was uncomfortable. He had no idea why he brought her to his house. He had even winked. He was trying to clear his mind as he cooked, but Lila dropped a few words here and there while he was cooking. He wanted to have the silence, but he was still grateful. He plated the mac and cheese and cleaned the sides of the plate before taking both plates to the dining table. He came back in and tapped her shoulders; she stirred a bit and looked at him. "When did I fall asleep?" she murmured, rubbing the sides of her face. "I wonder when," he said, shrugging as he walked towards the cabinets. "It must have taken you a while to get the meal ready," she said as she let out an extremely long and loud yawn. "But i
"Thank you so much for the meal," Lila said, sitting on the sofa in the living room. She did not know why, but she felt a bit more relaxed than when she first got there. She was now sitting on the couch with her legs folded under her. "I am glad you liked it," Damien replied. She took a tiny sip from her bottle of wine. She had been drinking the same one since dinner while he was waiting on a third bottle. He thought that showing her it was okay to drink would make her take a bit more or maybe a second bottle, but while he was busy getting intoxicated, she was just trying her best to stay sober. "Your house..." she trailed off. During dinner, they had spoken about random things and even laughed. When she heard him laugh, she suppressed her words down her throat because she wanted to make him feel uncomfortable about it and stop laughing. She could not deny that his laugh was now one of her favourite things about him. He had so many qualities that it was hard to choose anything, but
Arietta sat across from Oliver; they had barely said any words to each other, and at this point, she was waiting for them to get the check and out of there. She did not know why, but he was not saying anything, and just sitting there angered her more. She sort of had high hopes of meeting him that evening, but it seemed like everything was going south. She pressed her lips together and cleared her throat. "If you are eating, then maybe we should be going," she said. If she had had her ride there, then maybe she would have stormed out of anger, but she did not want to have to go through the trouble of getting a taxi by herself and getting home all by herself. She knew now to always bring along a car and driver if she was going to drink. "Already?" he asked, lifting his eyes, and she could swear that this was the first time she had seen his eye since they sat down. The expression running wild in them was weird to her; she had only ever known him as this confident man, but here he was
Arietta pulled away from him and slapped his face. He held his face in shock even though he knew that he had deserved that and even more. "What was that?" she asked, breathing heavily. "I am sorry," he said, bending his head with shame. "You are sorry? If you knew that you were going to be sorry, then why did you do it?" she asked, wiping the tears that had fallen after she pulled away. "I did not ask you to be sorry; I am simply asking what that was and why you did it," she said, her voice breaking as it came out of her throat. "It is..." he stopped talking abruptly and turned his head. "Open the door," she said, her back to him and her hand on the door again."Arietta, please," he let out, and she turned to him with an angry expression on her face. So angry that she knew that her reaction at that moment would be to cry, and she did not want to cry in his presence. It would mean that he had such powers to make her cry. "Pleas? Might I ask why you are begging me? Why are you sayi
Lila looked up at the ceiling; she had left Damien's house, but she could not sleep as her mind kept going back to what had happened. They ended up on the floor after Damien had drunk a lot. He was wasted, and she could not place the reason he was drinking that much. When she noticed that she had to cover him up since she could break his rule to take him upstairs, she secured the room downstairs, but there was nothing to cover up with. She came and sat beside him on the floor as he was spread out with his feet and arms around the place. "Damien," she said in a soft, low voice in case he had a headache. He stirred and turned to the sister. She held his shoulder and shook him a bit so he could wake up and get into his room. "Damien," she called again, but all he did in response was to rub his hands over his face and turn to the other side again; he was almost on his belly now. "What do I do?" She knew how to handle drunk men, but she was not sure she could handle him, considering he
By the time Rosa had made sure they had enough cookies that their tooth hurt, Kevin retired to his room and then they went to the grave site. Kevin had stayed down not because he wanted to but because Rosa was suddenly herself and was now bossing him around as she used to do before. "It is going to be a long ride to the grave. Are you sure you do not want me to get anything for you?" "Anything to eat?" Lila asked, shocked. She had never been filled with cookies before; they say that there is a first time for everything and this was truly a first for her. "Yes, maybe some bread or just anything," Rosa replied and Lila shook her head. "Don't be shy and tell me; even if we don't have it at home, I will stop over at the store and get it for you." Rosa's offer sounded sweet but Lila was sure that she did not need to eat anything again. "I am fine," Lila said and then they left for the car. Lila helped Rosa into the car before turning around and getting in by herself. "We can go now," s
Lila stopped over at a flower shop and got two bouquets of flowers on her way to Rosa's place. She stood by the door her sweaty palms making it difficult for her to ring the bell.She pressed her hand against her clothes and raised her hand again. As if she was being watched she looked around to make sure that there were no eyes on her. As she raised her hand the door flung open and Rosa stood in front of her with a big smile across her face. "Hi, I was just about to ring the bell" she said taking a deep breath. "I know" Rosa said pushing the door wider and then stepped out. She pointed to the camera that Lila seemed to have missed and then she raised her phone and waved it to her. "I have been watching you for a while now" she added. "I am sorry, I am a bit nervous" Lila said licking her lips. She had licked it so much that all of the lip gloss she had put to prevent her lips from drying out was gone by now. "I can understand. My husband is a bit intimidating but once you get to
"Where do you think you are going?" Tessa asked as Lila descended from the stairs. Lila had expected a scolding from her mom because she allowed the plan fall through but insisted she just gave her a look and went into her room. This was the first time she was seeing her since she got inside last night. "To see Amber" "But Amber is dead" Tessa words came out without any form of remorse. "She is" Lila breathed out. "She is dead but I am going to her grave to say hello and apologize for making her leave this world earlier than she was supposed to. "Why do you have to be the one to apologize for that?" Aletta asked walking into the room and standing by the door frame. "If I feel guilty then don't you think that I need to apologize?" "So you are apologizing to clear your guilt?" Oliver asked coming out of nowhere and placing his arm around Aletta's shoulders. It felt as if they had ganged up against her. She gulped down the lump in her throat and shook her head. "I wish I could put
"I have to say you are pretty good with kids," Rosa said as they approached them. Damien and Jason had played so much that Lila was afraid that the boy was now attached to him in just a few hours. It kind of made her feel bad that the thing that took her weeks to do just took him less than an hour to achieve. "You doubted me," he said, and he felt the need to impress. "I used to volunteer at an orphanage every weekend until I got too busy," he said with a proud tone. Both ladies did not miss that he was trying to humble brag but it was obvious that he was terrible at it. "You should go back to volunteering there; I am sure that you were making such a great impact; it would be a shame if they had to let you go," Rosa said. "I should?""Of course you should; I think you are better as a volunteer there than as the chairman of your company." "Oh, come on, Rosa, I thought you were trying to comply with me but it sounds so much like an insult." "Is it?" Rosa asked, turning her face a b
"How did you find me here?" Lila asked. Did he put a tracker on her? How was it possible for him to find her here? "Did you put a tracker on me?" she voiced out her thoughts as they filled her head. She wondered if she did not have a filter to take out those things before they got out of her mouth."No, I did not put a tracker on you because that would be illegal.""Yeah," she nodded but somehow was not convinced by his legal or illegal speech thing. "So..." she trailed off as she demanded an answer."I asked your mom and she sent me your location." Lila blinked. Her mom sent Rosa and Damien here? Why would she do that?"My mom?""I told her that I wanted to speak to you and she allowed me to come here," Rosa said, taking a step forward so she was closer to her. "Can we talk for a few minutes?" Rosa was sure that speaking to her would bring closure for both of them. Lila did not need to feel guilty when she had done nothing wrong and Rosa wanted to let go of all the resentment she car
"Hello Mom" "Have you been able to get rid of him?" "Yes, I have but I don't think this is a good idea now." "What are you saying? Are you having second thoughts? Don't worry; it is normal to have second thoughts about things like this. But I promise you that once this passes, you will be glad you did this." "I don't know Mom; kidnapping him just seems a bit too cruel. I mean, he is my son and what if he remembers this moment for the rest of his life and he does not want to talk to me about it? What if it ends up as pent-up emotions on the insides of him?" she asked. "I want to do this the right way, the way that would not hurt anybody," she added in a murmur.Tessa took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Lila was making sense but still, how could she stop when she had already come this far? If she could just take a step further, this would be over before they knew it. "Lila, we have come this far and all we have to do is just take a step more and all of this will be over." "I kn
By the fourth time of meeting her son, Jason has began to bond with her better than the first time. "He really likes you" Gavin commented. "Of course he does. I am his mother" Lila replied. She could not believe this guy was not still comfortable with leaving her alone with the boy. They had planned to have the boy kidnapped today but he was not going away. She knew that if he stayed with her then the plan was going to fail and she could not have it fail. She would be in great trouble if it did fail in her hands. Since she could not get him to leave her alone with the boy, Tessa made Oliver to call him out. He was to act as if he wanted to take him out for drinks to accept him into the family and then that was when disaster would strike. Lila was not sure it would pan out the way they wanted since he had been careful with leaving Jason with her. It was as if he was picking up on what was going on."That true" he said slapping his thigh. His phone began ringing and Lila held her b
Lila stood in front of Gavin's house and swallowed hard. She had been standing for a good moment; she wanted to run away. She could not bring herself to ring the doorbell. "I have come this far to back out now," she said, taking a step forward and ringing the bell. She heard shuffling from inside the house and then the door flew open in front of her. "Hi there," she said. He took her by surprise and hugged her tightly, her hand to her side. "I am so glad that you could make it," he said, leaving her, and she was glad he did because if he held on longer and she did not hug back, she would seem strange. They were supposed to be lovers but she had not thought of the fact that they might want to do intimate things. What was she supposed to tell him? It was not like she was one to say no to things like that; that was the way she ended up pregnant and he knew her. Could she say her values had changed and she was waiting for marriage now? She knew that she had to come up with something to
"Hello?" Lila said into the phone. She had been ignoring the unknown number but it had been calling her and she knew that she might need to hear what it was that they wanted to say. "Hello, Ms. Carson." The voice was a bit familiar but she could not place it on a face. "Who am I speaking with?" she asked, not waiting for him to introduce himself. "I am Grey, Mr Calloway's assistant" "Okay? How can I help you?" She knew she was not supposed to be on this call but one thing she wondered was why he was calling her. Did Damien put him up to it?"Mr. Calloway has no idea that I am calling," he said as if he were reading her mind. "Do you read minds?" she murmured in a very low, inaudible tone. "I did not quite get that, ma'am," he said and she cleared her throat. "I was mumbling nonsense to myself so you don't have to worry," she said and he nodded and cleared his throat. "Why did you call if Dmaien did not ask you to call?" "I might be intruding or overstepping by saying this and