♞ Adrian: Barely three hours after my assistant confirmed the flowers had been delivered, he texted me again. Christian: Sir, the flowers have been… disposed of. Disposed of? What does that mean? “Explain,” I replied, texting back and keeping my cutlery aside, pushing the plate of food away too. I looked up from the table, and my gaze fell on my mother who was staring at me with an innocent smile. I had only come here for dinner with my family, but then it was quick to turn into Lunch and then dinner later, Just because unfortunately I came very early. My phone buzzed on the table and I picked it up to see the message Christian, my assistant sent. The moment I read it, I could feel a bitter taste moving down my throat and swirling in my stomach. I wasn't hungry any more, my stomach was now filled with nothing but a sour mood. Christian’s message was very precise and straight to the point, it read: Christian: It was thrown out. Evicted. Sent to an early grave. May the red r
♛ Aurora: It was a normal Sunday morning. Trish and I had absolutely nothing to do, because it was a free work day. We were sitting in our apartment, munching on only popcorn 'cause we both felt terribly lazy to cook, then she suggested we go grocery shopping. Our fridge was empty. The only thing you'd find there is probably yoghurts and drinks. No fruits, veggies or even left over. So we were famished. “Oh My God! you disposed it off?” She exclaimed as I told her how my week went. I pressed my lips into a thin line, and turned to look at her, expecting to see a disappointed look that I threw a gift away. I bet if she was there she would have told me to keep the gift, throw the box, and throw the roses. And perhaps tell me to burn the letter and leave the ashes in an envelope by the waste. I hadn't even told her about the letter yet. “What exactly was in the gift box he sent?” Trish asked me as I stared down at the fresh fruits on the cart. I grabbed a bunch of banana
♛ Aurora: I sighed, releasing my grip on the steering wheel as Dmitri and Leon strolled over, looking far too at ease. Trish, on the other hand, was practically vibrating in her seat. I looked around again, and when I noticed there was no sign of Adrian, I released a deep breath. If it’s just the two of them, then we should be able to talk and leave immediately. Easy peasy. “I swear, if they say anything annoying, I’m throwing a coconut at them,” She muttered, reaching for one of the grocery bags. I gave her a look. “We didn’t buy a coconut. And why on earth would you even think about throwing a coconut at someone?” My brows creased. She huffed and puffed out a breath. “Fine. An apple, then.” Before I could respond, Dmitri tapped on my window with a friendly smile, his bright blue eyes staring at me. “Well, well, look who we ran into.” I rolled the window down halfway. “Hey, Dmitri. Leon.” It had been years since I last saw them. And while I had a good relationship
♛ Aurora: Trish choked on absolutely nothing. She coughed, eyes widening as she gaped at me like I’d just accused her of murder. “What? No!” She hissed, her voice quiet enough that only I could hear. I narrowed my eyes. “Then why does he keep looking at you like that? And why are you staring back?” “I was not staring back,” She denied immediately, but her voice was a little too defensive. I gave her a look. “Trish, you know you could tell me if there’s anything, right?” She groaned, rubbing her temple like I was giving her a headache. “I don’t know, okay? He’s just… ugh.” She threw her hands up in frustration. “I don’t know, honestly. I’m just as confused as you are. And I can’t even lie to myself that I haven’t noticed his stare.” She shook her head and added, “Who the hell stares at someone like that? It’s weird.” Weird was an understatement. I tried to take my mind off it, but I couldn’t. “Has he always stared at you like that?” I asked her, my eyes trailing over t
♛ Aurora: My heart dropped to my stomach, and my cutlery fell from my hand, clattering on the plate. I turned to Dmitri, and he was quick to raise his hands in surrender. “I promise you this wasn't planned.” He could be lying, but somehow, I had a feeling he was being honest with me. I simply shook my head and tugged at Trish’s shirt. “Let's leave.” She finally looked up from her meal at the same time Leon did, and it was at that moment they both finally noticed the suddenly still air. “What the hell is he doing here?” Trish didn't hold back, clearly pissed. She threw a displeased look at both Leon and Dmitri. “I knew it wasn't a good idea coming along with you two.” Without another word, I shifted in my seat, picked up my purse, and slid out of the booth. Trish followed. I did well to ignore Adrian’s presence and not turn my gaze to the door where he stood. I didn’t even glance up at him again. Not even when he started walking over to the booth we were standing by.
♛ Aurora: Eventually, Trish had to drive us back home because I wasn't in the right state of mind to drive. I don't think I've felt this lost in a long time. Despite the fact that she was usually a menace on the road, always driving fast and bumping into things, she drove slowly today, giving me the chance to rest my head against the tinted window without fear that she might suddenly speed up and make me hit my head. She hadn't said anything since we left the diner. I hadn’t either. There really was nothing to say, and I appreciated the silence and the fact that she didn’t bring up Adrian. She just quietly gave me the space to think. A deep breath escaped my lips as the car pulled to a slow stop in front of our apartment. Without a word, we both stepped out, grabbed the bags from the trunk, and climbed the stairs to the porch. She pulled out her keys and slid one into the keyhole before turning the lock and opening the door. Trish stepped inside, and I followed. Silenc
♛ Aurora: A simple response on handling the situation was what I had wanted and requested from Adrian. A plan, an email, or maybe a short Zoom call on how to handle the situation. Not this. Not something that would involve me standing outside Blueprint Corp. at eleven the next morning. Edward opened the door for me from the outside, and I stepped out, adjusting the cuffs of my blazer. A breath of air escaped my lips. Beside me, Bonnie checked something on her tablet before glancing up at me. “The meeting is supposed to start in three minutes,” She informed me. I nodded, inhaling the warm Monday morning air as my eyes trailed up the neat and bold lettering on the skyscraper. Blueprint. I pressed my lips into a thin line. As far as I remember, I had never been here before… maybe once, probably, and not significant enough that I could easily remember. I don’t think I’ve ever needed to be in his company. It was something he built while we were facing a hard time in our marriage. O
♛ Aurora: I stared hard at him, unsure where he was heading with this. But then I nodded and muttered stiffly, “Alright.” “Good.” Then there was a pause. Too long and uncomfortable. Adrian’s gaze didn’t leave mine. “While I agree with your assumptions that it wasn't an accident, we need to work carefully. Regardless of how you want to ignore it, I’m sure you understand that if someone is coming after your project, then they are not just targeting your site.” He looked up at me and kept my gaze, before adding seriously, “They’re targeting you.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” Adrian cleared his throat, and shook his head before somehow diverting the implications in his second statement by changing the topic., “That if we start throwing around accusations without proof, it’ll backfire.” His words settled the confusion in my head. I folded my arms. “Then we get proof.” It should be as simple as that. He shook his head and was about to say something but then decided not to
♛ Aurora: “I can't do this,” I whispered, more to myself, but loud enough for him to hear me. I couldn't even concentrate on driving while I was on my way home. And it was all because of him. To make it all worse, Lucy's attempt at planting seeds of doubts in my head had somehow worked. I couldn't think. My heart felt like it was being shredded into tiny pieces, and it tore me apart. I was so tired of all this. And despite all the love I had in my heart for him, it was a pity that he didn't trust our love so much to be able to completely be honest with me. What on earth could he be keeping to himself that wasn't worth me knowing? Nothing, absolutely nothing serious. The only ever thing that had tore me apart in my years of living was my parents' death, because they left me all alone. Second to that was my divorce with Adrian. And third, was the child I lost. There was nothing else he could say that could destroy me so much that it would break our very fragile relations
♞ Adrian: I scrubbed my hands over my face, fingers digging into my eyes until I saw stars. My phone sat on the passenger seat, and I glanced at it, fingers itching to pick it up and call again. The last call had gone unanswered. The one before that too. I’d sent her a message. And it was simple, stupid, and fucking desperate. ‘I’m outside. Can we talk? I just need five minutes.’ Nothing back. I glanced through the car glasses, and my gaze fell on the windows of her house. Maybe she wasn’t home. Or she was and she’d seen my message and rolled her eyes and tossed her phone into a drawer. God, I wouldn’t blame her. I was parked across from her house, my car engine off, with my hands gripping the steering wheel. I had brushed my fingers through my hair countless times that it was all disheveled. My fingers tapped on the steering wheel, searching for something to keep my concentration in check. It didn’t work. I was still unraveling. She hadn’t answered my calls. I co
♛ Aurora: Just thinking about the look in his eyes before he stepped out pulled my heartstrings. Not in a soft way, but in a cruel one. I gripped the steering wheel tighter and a deep breath escaped my lips. Adrian’s words played in my mind continuously. And then all he left me with was, ‘I’m sorry.’ Like that would do anything, or make it all better. No explanation. No assurance. Just that. I blinked hard, pushing the lump in my throat back where it came from. I shouldn’t have expected anything different. I knew Adrian wasn’t the kind of man who let people in easily, I had known that since I met him, he wouldn't let people know him that deep, especially not when he was hurting. But still... part of me had hoped. Naively.Foolishly. We’ve been together for more than half a decade, so all this wasn't supposed to be something we still bothered about. What was worse than being shut out was being almost trusted. As if I had earned enough of his heart to be touched
♛ Aurora: The air between us suddenly felt so tight. As if sensing my discomfort, Adrian released a deep sigh and his gaze dropped to where his fingers were. Without another word, he simply reached out and buttoned my shirt for me, after fixing my collar he pulled away from me and sat down on the other end of the couch. My gaze remained on the ceiling for a long moment. I couldn't get up. Rather, I couldn't bring myself to. The feeling in my chest was swallowing me whole and I couldn't do nothing about the ache. It was crazy, all these… I thought we were doing better, and that based on past mistakes that made us lose things we never wanted to, we weren't supposed to go through this path again. But somehow, Adrian still didn't trust me enough to be able to handle whatever he was keeping away from me. Different situations, same instances. I couldn't breathe. Suffocation wrapped itself around me, holding me so tightly. The same feeling and fear I didn't think I would ever f
♛ Aurora: My breasts pressed against his hard, warm abs and a shiver rolled through me. I wanted his shirt off. God, I wanted it off. He ran his face up and down my neck, as though savouring the moment. I had no idea when he reached for my buttons and slowly unbuttoned them. His large hands slid down my stomach, and trailed circles around my navel. I wanted him to go lower, but just as his fingers reached my trousers they slid back up. My skin burned beneath his palm when he touched the bare curve of my waist. His other hand cradled my thigh, my skirt bunched high. He pulled back just slightly, only an inch, resting his forehead against mine. My breath was unsteady. My hands didn't stop roaming. My lips didn’t stop aching. His erection pressed against the inside of my thigh, and if he would only step forward a few inches, it would be right where I wanted it, and needed it. I swayed, my eyes heavy-lidded, when a solid grip came to the side of my neck to hold me still whi
♛ Aurora: Unlike the soft kiss from last night, this one was demanding in a different way. In an entirely different way. Adrian clung to me, pulling our bodies closer to each other as he tilted his head and deepened the kiss. He nibbled my lower lips softly, demanding for access into my mouth. My eyes flickered open and landed on his closed eyes, like he was pouring out every single conflicted emotion he was feeling into the kiss. I opened my mouth slowly, giving him access and soon as I did, Adrian's tongue slid into my mouth, searching for mine. He looked like he wanted to say something to me, but was finding it difficult to voice and instead chose this method of clinging to one another like our lives depended on it. “Adrian,” I called his name, not because I wanted to stop, but because I wanted him to talk to me instead of bottling whatever he was hiding. I swallowed the words stuck to my throat, when his hands which had been on my waist slid lower to my backside.
♞ Adrian: “Come in.” Rory’s voice answered from inside. My gaze dropped briefly to her assistant, who knocked and stepped aside. Gabriel's words from earlier rang continuously in my thoughts, and I fought hard to push them aside. Without a word, I pushed the door open and walked inside. The moment I did, my gaze locked on Rory’s. She was sitting behind her desk, a glass of water in hand, a thoughtful expression in her eyes. But the second her eyes met mine, something flickered. Something close to surprise at my sudden presence. I wasn’t sure. A warm feeling settled in my chest, and I spared her a small smile, which she returned, “Adrian.” The smile on my face vanished as quick as it came when I noticed the man sitting across from her, as he turned slightly, just enough for me to get a clear view of his face. My brows creased into a tight frown. What the fuck was he doing here? What was his name again, Nath? Norman? Noahm Actually, I didn't give a damn what his name was. F
♛ Aurora: With my arms crossed to my chest, I stared blankly at the person sitting in front of me. “You know, there could have been other methods you could reach out to me than this, right?” “I know.” He responded. And added almost immediately, “Do you realize how long I've been trying to reach out to you? you weren't answering my calls, neither were you replying to my text messages. And from the last time, you did warn me to not bypass your receptionist without an appointment.” My brows furrowed tightly, “You never texted me. Nor called.” I dropped my gaze to my phone and picked it up, before reaching out for it. “I did.” “Noah, you didn't.” “I swear, I called you and texted numerous number of times.” Scrolling through the call logs of my missed calls. I didn't see any message or missed calls from his number which I had saved to my phone. I looked up at him with a frown, “There’s no message or missed calls from you here.” Noah looked offended, his brows pulled tog
♛ Aurora: I arrived at my workplace an hour later than usual. The elevator was silent, safe for Bonnie absentmindedly tapping her feet beside me. I don't think she realized she was even doing it, her gaze was rooted to the screen of her iPad. I spared her a side glance, and pressed my lips into a thin line, before glancing at the count of numbers to the top stairs. A deep sigh escaped my lips, and I shut my eyes close for a moment. Adrian and I had come to the conclusion that it was better to feign ignorance for the meantime till we are able to track every single person connected to the collapse on site. While I didn't completely agree at first, it later dawned on me that it was the only best option we had, at least for now. So, somehow I agreed to act oblivious to it for the next couple of weeks. By then, I would also keep an eye on Bonnie’s every movement. Eventually, she’ll make a mistake that would be too big to hide. I brushed my fingers through my hair, and a deep sigh es