Lily’s Point of View Everyone was seated at the dining table, busy with their plates, eating Filet mignon with green beans and drinking glasses of Pinot noir. Suddenly, Geoffrey broke the silence. “Simon, I need you to travel to Canada to meet with a new investor.” I froze, my eyes widening as I glanced at Simon, who looked just as stunned. Canada? Investor? What will happen to our plans now? And why Simon? I quickly lowered my eyes, not wanting to draw attention—especially from Jessica, who had been watching my every move recently. I could feel her gaze trying to peel away any hidden meaning in our exchanged glances. Thomas raised his eyebrows, surprised. "What, Dad? I didn’t know about this." "Yes," Geoffrey continued. "We need to secure this investor. We’re expanding into a new location, and we need this investor to help solidify the deal. So far, our attempts have fallen short, but I’ve found someone willing to take the risk.” Thomas scoffed, irritated. “Dad, I’m the CEO. I
Simon’s Point of View We arrived in Vancouver, Canada, and hopped into a cab that took us to one of the Weston properties in the city. Lily had been unusually quiet for most of the drive. I couldn’t quite figure out what she was thinking. Was she nervous about the change in our plans, or was she having second thoughts? I figured she’d open up when she was ready. When the driver stopped in front of the house, Lily blinked, taking in the sight. “Wait, is this...?” I grinned at her surprise. “Yeah, it’s one of ours. The Westons have properties everywhere.” She stepped out of the car, staring at the big mansion sitting in a peaceful, upscale neighborhood. It wasn’t as huge as the main Weston house, but it had the same luxurious touch. “I didn’t know you had a house here,” she said, sounding amazed. “Why am I not surprised?” I chuckled. “We usually stay here when we have business in the area. We’ve got places like this in most major cities.” “Of course you do,” she muttered,
Simon’s Point of View I scrolled through my laptop, studying Boyce Wright—the investor we had traveled all this way to meet. I had prepared a proposal for him, reading all the company documents and his profile as if my future depended on it. In a way, it kind of did. My plan was set, get Dad to accept payment for the debt and dissolve the contract. But I had to stay in his good graces if I wanted to succeed. For a big part of my life, I had lived mostly by myself, trusting no one. But with Lily, I didn’t have to be alone anymore. I found a partner, someone I wanted to share my life with. I was so engrossed, my eyes glued to the screen, that I didn’t notice when she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. “Good morning, my love,” her sweet voice rang in my ears. “Good morning,” I said, my lips forming a smile as her warm body pressed against mine. “What are you doing?” she asked, her eyes darting to my laptop screen. “Just doing my homework on our investor,” I explained. “Oh,
Simon’s Point of ViewWe arrived at the golf course to meet with Mr. Boyce Wright, Weston Global’s new prospective investor for the recent groundbreaking diamond mining project we’re undertaking in the Northwest Territories.“Hello, Mr. Wright,” I greeted warmly, shaking his hand. I tried to sound as confident as I looked, dressed in a crisp collared shirt tucked into tailored pants, with white socks and golf shoes. Lily wore a neat short-sleeve shirt paired with a matching skirt, looking effortlessly elegant.“Hello, Mr. Weston. You can call me Boyce,” he said, returning my handshake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Boyce,” I responded. “Likewise,” he said, then shifted his gaze to Lily.“This is Lily Stack. She’s my…” I hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words. “Woman,” I finally said, feeling a bit unsure as I watched Lily's expression.“Nice to meet you, Boyce,” she said, extending her hand to shake his.“The pleasure’s all mine, Miss Stack,” he replied, clearly taken
Three Years Ago Simon Imagining my cold heart turning warm seemed impossible till Lily Stack came into my life six months ago. From the moment she walked into my office, hair dripping wet and clothes drenched, seeking an internship placement, she had my attention. The spark in her eyes was something I couldn’t resist. I saw in her eyes the fire I had in mine five years ago when I started Siwes Ltd. Hers was filled with a desire for more and mine with a drive for survival. If I were to break out from the Weston dynasty, I had to build my own. Hardwork, sacrifice, determination had brought me this far. Sitting as CEO of a financial service company that operated globally and had amassed a worth of over $30 billion dollars in just five years of its inception. In all that time, I had no interest in anything else until her beautiful brown eyes bore into mine. I started off only intrigued, wanting to know more about her. Unwilling to let her out of my sight, I handed her a job by my s
Simon Before now, I thought kissing her would permanently bind me to her spell and I couldn’t allow it. Distraction was a luxury I wasn’t prepared to afford. Not now, I still had revenge beclouding my better judgment. I’d be terrible for her. None of that mattered now; I was about to be entrapped. Damn…I knew I had lost the battle. "Yes, I want to kiss you," I admitted. "You can't. I work for you," she said, her voice trembling. "You do," I acknowledged, yet it didn't stop my hands from caressing her arms. "That's against your principle. You don't have romantic relations with your employees," she said restating my words back to me, trembling under my touch. "No, I can't," I agreed, yet my hands continued their slow exploration. "You're not the type of man that kisses his employee in his office during work hours," her words said one thing, but her actions betrayed her. "I'm dying to kiss you," I confessed. She placed her hands on my chest and softly moved them
Simon I couldn’t leave things as they were. I had to fix it before it was too late. I strode into Lily’s office, a space I had deliberately created for her so I could watch her through the glass. It had slowly became my favorite hobby—looking at her through the glass with a cup of coffee in my hands. As I stepped into her office, she was already clearing out her desk into a box. “Lily,” I called. She looked up at me, then her hands got busy again, packing her stuff. “My Lily,” I said softly. She stopped and turned to face me. There it was again, the spark in her eyes. This time, it seemed like she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. My body screamed at me to grab her in my arms and kiss her over and over again. But I didn’t dare oblige, not until she spoke to me. “I’ve thought about it, as you asked me to,” she said. “Yet, I can’t help but feel that as long as you’re keeping a part of you away from me, we’d end badly.” I moved closer, putting my hands around her waist, m
As we arrived at her apartment, we gazed at each other, unwilling to separate. The chemistry between us was stronger than either of us could suppress any longer.“Would you like to come in… just for a while?” she asked, seeing the surprised look on my face. The look she saw wasn’t resistance if that’s what she was thinking. On the contrary, I was delighted.“Yes,” I said eagerly, a smile slicing my lips. She flashed her beautiful smile that shone in her eyes too.She had a decent apartment, I noted, looking around. It seemed a bit expensive too. I bet her rich father covered the bills; she often talked about him fondly. “You have a beautiful apartment and quiet too.”“Thanks,” she smiled. “I live here alone; it’s usually me and the silence,” she said.It struck me that in the entirety of the time we spent together, we never met outside the office. On weekends, we communicated through emails or text messages, but I couldn’t bring myself to take her out on a casual date. I admit I had b