“Alternative rock love songs aren’t bad, I guess…” EROS whispered into my ear and my body trembled. It felt like years had passed until the song came to an end. EROS let go of me and I breathed a long sigh of relief. “Come this way,” he said as he took my hand in his once again. He led me around and we ended up backstage. After walking through a narrow hallway, we entered a room. To my surprise the band that had just sung the love song was there. I could remember the lead singer and her outfit quite well from just now. “Wow! Max! Didn’t think you could make it,” the girl cried out in excitement when she saw EROS enter the room. “I got here just in time for your performance. The song was great,” EROS replied casually. Did she just call him ‘Max’? The girl was probably in late teens or early twenties and the way that she was beaming at EROS told me more than I needed to know about how she felt about him. She looks cute and with a lot of professional help, she might look passable
“So?” EROS replied without a care. So, he knows…“Why don’t you talk to her properly? Even if…even if you don’t like her, you should still give her a proper answer,” I said sternly. I hated to admit it, but I didn’t want to see that girl get hurt this way. She’s still too young to be disillusioned about love…“I already did,” he replied. “Huh?” I said, not understanding him at all. “I said it all in that song. If she’s too dumb to understand it, then that’s her problem,” That song…as in the song that he wrote for her performance? Unrequited love indeed…While I was standing there piecing the story together, EROS had already walked ahead of me. Why that why he wrote that song for her and her band? “EROS…” I called after him. He didn’t slow down to wait for me at all. Why does he seem so mad when I’m the one who should be feeling mad? I had no idea what was going through his head. When I finally caught up to him, I was completely breathless and panting. We were standing on an ov
While I was looking around, Brandon headed straight my way. I felt the intensity of his presence even before I saw him standing in front of me. The moment of our dreaded reunion was now upon me, and it took a lot of effort to smile pleasantly at him. If I thought that our passionate one-night stand from earlier bothered him or changed anything between us, I was sorely wrong. Brandon looked at my face wordlessly before his eyes traveled down my body all the way down to my feet and then up again. It was clear that he was appraising me and not for my looks or sex appeal. After a moment of silence, he nodded as if quite satisfied with what he was seeing. I let out a breath of relief that made me realize how nervous I had been until just now. “You look passable. I’ll get more clothes tailored for you. I’ll cover the expenses, don’t worry,” Brandon said emotionlessly. “Ok…” I mumbled softly. “Come this way,” Brandon said as he offered me a hand. My eyes widened at his unexpected gestur
There was nothing there apart from a sign bearing his name on his table that would tell the tale that Brandon was the owner of this room. This did not quite match with the memory that I had of him but then I knew best that people could change. “Sit down,” Brandon commanded as he sat down on one of the sofas. I took the seat opposite him and knew that serious business starts now. Brandon looked at me with his grey eyes before he sighed while I waited for him to speak. “The board of directors and some representative of the shareholders will be here later today in the afternoon,” he said. “Don’t worry, I’ll just wait here or something…” I quickly said reassuringly. “That’s not it. They’re here with the sole purpose of seeing you,” Brandon quickly corrected. “To see me?” I asked incredulously. Why would important people like that want to see me? I had nothing to do with Renox…right? “More precisely, they’re here to see my fiancée to make sure that she really exists. It’s so stupid
“You’re back to normal now, Elena. You were so uptight before…I like you much better like this,” Brandon said as he casually placed his large hand on my back. He smiled at me cheerfully and in that instant, I saw him as the young man that I met during the start of my university life. I closed my eyes and pushed that image away from my mind as my hand grabbed his wrist and yanked his arm away from me. “Don’t touch me so casually,” I snapped at him coldly. “Wah…the scary Elena is back,” Brandon teased before laughing at me. Brandon? The sight of him laughing carefreely very close to me on the sofa made me have second thoughts about him changing. Now that I think about it, we used to bicker and have little quarrels like this all the time while we were dating. Brandon would always find something to frustrate me just so that he could laugh when I panicked or got flustered. Those days were fun; however, that doesn’t help solve the problem right in front of me right now. Maybe…just may
**My University Days**The first day of university that I had worked so hard for was a gloomy day with dark clouds. That didn’t make me look forward to my time at university any less that I initially did. After getting accepted into the business school of one of the leading universities in the country, it was an added bonus that one of my friends from high school also made it. It wasn’t exactly a surprise that she also made it because we had studied hard together in order to make it. I had to say that I was pleasantly surprised that another girl from my class was aiming to major in business in university like I did. Perhaps it was common for girls in other schools but the girls in my school usually took the marriage route or attending major in the arts. Her name is Francia, and she had been attending the same high school as me; however, we did not get close to each other until we found out that we shared the same goal for university. Although I would like to say that Francia was tru
Francia looked nervously from me to Brandon and then to her boyfriend. It was apparent that she wasn’t sure how to react in this situation. “Brandon…hey…Brandon…” Philip hissed as he nudged his friend with his elbow. The man called Brandon let out a sigh before glancing up from the book that he was reading. At that moment, his eyes met mine and I sucked in a rapid breath at the beauty of his grey eyes. He smirked at me before closing his book and placing it down on the table in front of him. “My name is Brandon. It is a pleasure to meet you girls; however, this guy here isn’t my best friend,” Brandon said almost monotonously. His cold reaction disturbed Francia and I could see her panicking. On the other hand, I found his attitude so refreshing and different from the other men that I’ve met before who would fawn all over me. When he looked at me just now, I felt like he really saw me for who I was. “Please don’t say that. We’re good friends, right?” Philip said almost pleadingly.
“Miss Elena are you truly in love with Brandon?” an old man with a white beard asked. No…but for the sake of repaying my debt…yes…“It’s a little embarrassing to say it out loud but…I am indeed very much in love with him. Unlike my first marriage, I hope with all my heart that my second marriage will be for love and no other reason,” I said before smiling humbly and then bowing my head slightly. Glancing up, I could tell that the board members seemed satisfied with my response. Various of them nodded. Even if they didn’t like my story, I was sure that they at least believed that Brandon and I are dating right now. “I guess that’s more than enough interrogation for my beautiful girlfriend for the day. I wouldn’t want to put a frown on her pretty face,” Brandon cut in as he could sense that the audience seemed to have had their fill. Suddenly, Brandon wrapped his arms around my waist and began hugging me from behind to the surprise of everyone in the room. I turned my head back a li
“What are you sorry about, Elena? Are you sorry for turning me down?” he asked.His cold and very calm tone made my body tremble, and I could feel myself sweating from my own nervousness. I wanted to answer him but then I realized that I didn’t know what I was sorry for. “Please let me go home. I’ll make it up to you another day,” I said to excuse myself for the day. I turned to reach for the car door and once again I felt his grip on my arm pulling me back. It was rare for Brandon to act persistent like this, and it just made me want to scream at him out of frustration. I whirled around to face him ready to do just that.“What is it that you really want?” I spat. “To have sex with you,” he replied smoothly.“You know well that that isn’t want I’m talking about…” I said through clenched teeth as my frustration quickly turned to anger. “What’s wrong, Elena? If you can do it with him in the hospital, surely, you can do it with me here in the car…” he said as he stared at me with a v
The lights turned green, and we were on our way again. Our brief yet intense conversation came to a pause. We were getting close to the intersection where Brandon would usually let me off so that I could walk back to my place. The night felt darker than normal, and I wasn’t sure if that was because of my mood or not. Not a lot of cars were on the road which thankfully made the traffic lighter than normal. “Should we go to your room? It’s supposed to be really close by, isn’t it?” he suggested seductively. I turned to give him a curious look. His sudden question came out of nowhere and it surprised me even more to find that he seemed quite serious about it. My lips curved into a smile before I automatically began laughing it off as a passing comment that didn’t mean anything. “Thanks for driving me back,” I said as I reached for the door. There was no point in delaying my departure any further. We had arrived at the spot where I was supposed to get off and so I should do exactly th
“Yes, and I like it that way as long as I’m the only one buying,” he replied without missing a heartbeat. I bit hard on my lower lip when I had to admit to myself that I had asked him the wrong question and had invited this misfortune upon myself. His hand around mine felt warm and his grip was firm as he pulled me after him toward his car. Something told me that he wasn’t kidding when he said that. I let out a sigh when I resigned myself to following him silently to his car. Fortunately, there weren’t many cars on the road and traffic was extremely light. That meant that it wouldn’t take too long for him to drop me off so that I could walk back to my place. It wasn’t like I was scared of him, but I did feel uncomfortable being in the enclosed space of the car with him alone. The revealing and brightly colored dress that I had on did not make me feel better and I wondered why I wasn’t smart enough to opt for a pair of pants and matching blazer instead. Everything might have been in
The desire that I sensed in his intense gaze made my heartbeat quicken despite the many times that I told myself silently in my head to remain calm. My lips felt dry, and my tongue instinctively moved to lick my lower lip. “Thanks for the advice, I guess. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave so you can get back to whatever it was you were working on,” I muttered softly as I tried my best to excuse myself. “One more thing before you go,” he said to halt my departure.This time it was Brandon who got out of his seat. I turned my head around as he walked toward the worktable in the room. To my surprise, he returned with a box. Brandon came to stand right in front of me before shoving the box toward me. “What is this?” I asked with a hint of suspicion. “Open it and you’ll see,” he said without answering my question. “Ok…” I murmured while feeling slightly confused. It was so like Brandon to be mysterious about everything. With what had just happened between us, I didn’t think
Maybe, just maybe, things would have turned out differently if he hadn’t left me. If we never broke up, my life might have been better or more normal. I was very tempted to think that it was his fault that I ended up the way I was. If I had been younger and less experienced, I would have thought exactly that. That it was all because he dumped me that I was forced to marry George to save my family’s face. Back then, I was too heartbroken to think straight or resist my parent’s proposal. The man that I chose out of my own free will had betrayed me and suddenly left. I was too shocked to even face reality and the mistake that I made. It made me lose all self-confidence that I could make any correct decisions in my life and that perhaps, my parents were the ones who knew better. If I had been younger, I would have pinned everything on Brandon as his fault. However, I was no longer that young, fresh, and green. I looked up and I couldn’t hold in my giggle and ended up laughing softly at
There were many things that I needed to apologize for, and I was certain that he knew that already. It was unfortunate, but I wasn’t in a position with a whole lot of bargaining power, and he absolutely knew that as well. It wasn’t going to be easy, but he wanted to hear me say it, then I had no other choice but to say it. “That day at the hospital, I was unprofessional. Although I was supposed to be working for you, I ended up serving another client when we happened to run into each other…” I said before I pressed my lips tightly into a thin line. My throat and my lips felt dry, and I had to run my tongue along my lower lip. Brandon did not say anything, and he did not seem at all impressed at my attempt to do things his way. His eyes stared coldly at me, and I knew that he was waiting for me to go on. “This is all still kind of new for me, and yes, I know that it’s not a great excuse, but I didn’t know how to handle running into two of my clients at the same time. I panicked…” I
Just as I had expected, within the already very private space was another level of privacy when he led me to a private room. Once again, I began to wonder what exactly Brandon had planned. Although he appeared the way that he always did, I couldn’t deny that the atmosphere between us was unusually tense. I wondered if he also felt the way that I did or if I was the only one who felt unusually stiff while we were together. “Sit anywhere you like,” he instructed casually as he gestured to the large set of white sofas in the middle of the room. My eyes scanned the pristinely white and modern interior of the private room that we were in. Apart from the large sofa set that was in the middle of the room, there was a very large shiny white work desk with a matching white leather chair. Brandon must have been working in this room before my arrival because his laptop still had its lid open on the table. “I didn’t know that you liked working in shared working spaces nowadays…” I said to make
Brandon was definitely the heir to the largest chain of casinos on top of hotels for sure. Brandon never played any game unless he was the gamemaster. I have never seen him lose a bet before either in my life. George was seriously a fool to think that he could win against Brandon and at his own casino at that. So now, what game is he going to make me play?The only way to find out was to ask him. I thought that that was ironic in and of itself. If I had to pick, then I would say that I would prefer not to see Brandon. Although what happened was more my fault than his, my desire to hide away from him outweighed my rational sense and reason to want to meet him. Before I would chicken out and change my mind, I took out my phone and sent a simple text to Brandon. ‘Where and when do you want to meet me?’ I counted silently in my mind to around twenty as I stared at my phone screen. Just as I had anticipated, Brandon sent me back a reply within that timeframe. Had he been expecting for m
“About that trip to the orphanage that we were talking about…” he began before looking at me as if to gauge my reaction. “I’d still love to go if you still want me to,” I replied almost immediately. “Really?” Adrian asked with such an excited look on his face. Suddenly, he appeared much younger and a lot more innocent. Just like an excited little boy who had successfully invited his friend on a trip, he beamed a smile at me. With what had happened between us, maybe he thought that I would have changed my mind about going on a trip with him. If he was someone else, that might have turned out to be the case. However, if I was being honest, I really looked forward to going on that trip with him. It wasn’t just because it was a chance to spend more time with Adrian, but the idea of visiting orphanages felt like the right thing to do for me. Getting in contact with my past life might do me some good and help me figure out something about my sense of self and who I was. After being adop