Leo disappeared into what seemed like a closet and when he came out, he was holding a cloth. "You can manage this one for now. It is an old cloth. It should fit you." He said. She checked the clothes out and it was a maroon-colored T-shirt and the polka dot shorts seemed like they would fall off her waist the moment she wore it. "I don't have your size. This would be able to fit you since I last wore it when I was young." Megan giggled. "What is with the shorts? I cannot imagine you wearing it. The image is kinda stuck in my head." "If you don't want it, you can hand it back or would you prefer sleeping naked, not that I am opposed to the idea." He said with a shrug. Megan glared at him. "Pervert." She muttered. "I heard you." "Not that I care." She retorted sardonically. "I am off to bath." She said heading towards the bathroom. "Ok." She glanced at him over her shoulder. "You can join me, perv." Leo scoffed in amusement. "I think I would like to be a pervert for you." He
"Is this because of my mother?" He asked looking into her green eyes. "Far from it. I want to marry you not for anyone or anyone's reason but for myself and my reason, I want to spend the rest of my life with the man I love and that is you. I want to marry you for real, I want whatever is between us to be one hundred percent real. What do you say, Leo?" He untangled himself from her and sat upright. "You are making me ashamed, Megan." She sat upright too. "How? That was not my intent if you feel offended by it." "No. That is not what I meant." He let out a small laugh. "Why do you have to be the one to say everything first? I am supposed to ask you that question, not you asking me. How am I going to hold my head high." She chuckled amusedly. "It doesn't matter. I will tell everyone that you were the one who proposed. No one has to know, it will just be between you and me. I cannot wait any more, you already have me a ring and the world thinks that we are already engaged. Even you
"This calls for a celebration," Delphine announced. "Which window should I open?" She pondered to herself."We are sorry but we need to head back to London today. We were supposed to go back yesterday. We apologize but work calls. I also have an important meeting to attend." Leo revealed."That's okay. We can come over to London instead. I would like to help in the wedding preparations, is that okay with you Megan?" She queried kindly.Megan nodded. "Of course, you can. I don't mind." She did not know how to plan a wedding and she has no idea how to plan one. She will need all the help she can get and she was very grateful that Leo's mother is willing to help her. She would even prefer her more than anyone else."I can't still believe that you are going to be my daughter-in-law very soon. It feels surreal. I can finally call you my daughter. I will be able to brag to my friends now." She said proudly."Don't exaggerate mom, I know you can believe it," Leo said drily and took a bite fr
"Why do you want to marry my daughter?" Peter Zendel asked staring at Leo, his face was hard and stony.They were having lunch at a high-end restaurant with her father in a private room. Leo was the one who arranged the meet-up so he could tell her father that he was getting married to her very soon. They have not had a proper meal since he got engaged to her, but now that they are getting married very soon, he cannot push it anymore. They were meant to have dinner with her father since a few months back but it is now that he is having the dinner with them after a lot of postponement from his side. She had never seen Leo look restless before now she has seen it today, she doubts that Leo ever gets uncomfortable even in the face of the toughest business associates, it seems her father was making him uncomfortable with his hard, piercing, intensive gaze. Megan had an inkling that her father was making Leo a bit restless on purpose but as much as she wanted to help him, this was his batt
"Back to you Megan. I noticed that you have been frequenting the hospital lately. Is something wrong with your health?" His eyes were heavy on her. He was suspecting her. She knew that look very well. She has seen it a lot of times when he spoke to many people. When he was like this, the best thing was not to rouse his suspicion anymore.Megan smiled very brightly. "Come on, dad. You know I am a woman. A woman needs to take care of her body more than a man has to." Her voice was cheery.His brows were furrowed in confusion. "I don't understand what you are saying. Explain better.""Because I am a grown-up woman I need to visit the OB-GYN frequently. I need to take care of my body. I mean, I can't risk a pregnancy when I am not married yet." Megan almost closed her eyes in embarrassment. She did not mean the blurt out the last part but she had no other choice. She wanted to kill any suspicion that he had. After all the last thing she wanted her father to know was her active sexual lif
It was going to rain. She could tell from the way the weather was changing. Why did it have to be today? Of all days? She stared out the window as the car sped through the road. They were heading to the cemetery where she was buried. They normally went early in the morning every year to pay their respect so they wouldn't clash with her parents who usually come in the evening. She has told Julie not to follow her since she was still on the good side of her parents but Julie has insisted on following her all these years. She even offered to always drive her there so she wouldn't be able to refuse. "Are you okay?" Julie's voice interrupted the silence of the car. "I am fine." She answered without looking at her."You don't seem fine. You have been staring out the window since we started this journey." She noted."Where do you want me to look at? Your face?" She snapped. Megan let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry. Just please let me be."After that small conversation, the rest of the journ
"I would like a cappuccino," Julie told the Spanish woman."I would like a strawberry latte," Megan said. "What would you like, Mr. Alexpoulos?""Iced latte would be nice." He said. The Spanish woman left them to get their order. "Secondly, don't call me Mr. Alexpoulos, just call me Georgiou, I would prefer that." She and Julie turned to him."Oh, I am sorry about that. I did not know that you would not be comfortable with it."He waved a dismissive hand. "Don't stress about it. I forgive you. It was just that hearing Mr in my name made me feel old." "Ah. I understand." Megan said while nodding. She needed to do it quickly so that she would get going. She was scared that Esther's parents would see her there. Since the day Esther was buried, she has been avoiding her parents because they blamed her for what happened to Esther, she was also to blame because it was partially her fault. So ever since then, she has been avoiding them. Not because she was afraid of them but because she fea
'He threatened to make my business fail and I would not be able to get up to be who I was anymore because he would destroy me.' 'He was watching everything that you were doing from the day you started, till you finished.' 'If you still don't believe me, check out your relationship and how you met him. Is it really coincidental or natural?' 'Leonardo Valenti is not who you think he is.' Georgiou Alexpoulos's words kept ringing in her head as they headed to the cemetery. After their lengthy dramatic conversation that took a turn to where she wasn't expecting, she and Julie ended up leaving first. Their coffees forgotten. She did not even have an appetite to down anything. She might end up throwing up if she tried."Are you still thinking about what he said? Do you believe him?" Julie asked, interrupting her thoughts when the car stopped at a red traffic light.She massaged her forehead. "I don't know Julie. Georgiou is not a man who would lie for no reason. I am trying hard not to beli