It has been weeks now and she was frustrated. The whole house was filled up with flowers and a nice fragrance, not that she was complaining about the fragrance. Ever since she came to her father's house, Leo has not stopped sending flowers and letters of apology. She wondered how he knew about her current location. She had dismissed the bodyguards that he hired for her because she no longer needed them as she was staying at her father's house. Megan also released to the media that she was sick, which was the reason for the cancellation of their wedding. The day she was supposed to get married, which was yesterday, has passed, and she was still working on her health in her father's house. The wedding cancellation news was the only way to protect them both from criticism; the media still thinks that they are together; she left it that way because Leo would be heavily criticized for leaving her when she was sick and at her lowest. She wanted to wait till everything die down before she r
It was not just any letter like the one he had been sending to her for a while. It was a handwritten letter of their memories together. How did Leo, who is a businessman, think of something like that? It was so nice, and she did not want to acknowledge it. She could not and she will not acknowledge it.This one was written of their time in the London Eye. He wrote every detail of how she was happy, scared, and sad at the same time. His writing was so accurate that if she did not know him, she would have thought that he probably paid a pro or writer to do it for him or that he bought it. Nevertheless, this was too accurate to not be true. She did not know that Leo was keeping all the memories so stored deeply inside his heart and head. She remembered that time so well even though she did not.She finished reading the letter and her heart was beating fast not in a bad way but in a good way. She dropped the letter in the waste bin, and after a few minutes, she went back to pick it up. S
Everyone always talks about how their relationship is the best and how their partners treated them better than any other person would or how being in a relationship always makes them feel butterflies in their stomach. Unfortunately, the same can't be said for Megan Zendel, a twenty-five year old interior designer, who has been considered a remarkable beauty among her peers. With her long black hair, meadow green eyes, pointed nose, bow-shaped lips, and her five feet eight height together with her slim but well-shaped structure, she could easily pass as a runway model. Despite her beauty, it seems like her boyfriend _ Brandon Keller still doesn't give her the attention she wants. Megan didn't know what to feel again, he always gives excuses like this anytime they want to meet. Recently it has become worse, 'I am sorry I have a business dinner this evening I won't be able to make it.' 'I have to go on a business trip I would be very busy, don't call me.' 'I just got an important contra
Megan could not believe what was happening between her and this handsome strange man, he obviously knows she finds him attractive and is using it to taunt her. She does not know why she is behaving like this when she has a boyfriend maybe it is because Brandon is not paying much attention to her. "I can't believe I met Mr Valenti in person." Her secretary, Julie gushed sitting on the chair in her office after Mr Valenti left."Do you know him?" she asked and she mentally slapped herself for asking that type of question, of course, Julie literally knows every famous person on the internet, sometimes she even behaves like a stalker. "You mean, you do not know who he is?" Julie looked at her like she had gone mad."What?" Megan asked when she kept giving her that look. "You only told me that he was an important and influential person, you never really told me who he was, and stop looking at me like I am the dumbest person on earth. It's not like it is even that important" she said."Ts
It has been five months since she started decorating Mr Valenti's house and more offers have started coming in since then, so her team has been extremely busy, including her. Today she was decorating the living room and the dining room, she was supervising them in bringing in the pieces of furniture, and after today she would be 95% done. Mr Valenti is coming to see the house next week, he hasn't even come to check on the house or the progress since she started four months ago. However, since the last time she and Brandon fought, he has now had time for her, he still hasn't introduced her to any of his friends but he has been regularly taking her out more often than before and he has also apologized for not having much time for her and of course she had forgiven him instantly. She couldn't believe that she felt insecure for a moment. Her phone rang, she took it from her pocket and checked the caller and she smiled. She picked it up and moved to a corner. "Do you miss me that much?"
"Aargh!" Megan screamed as they both fell into the pool together. She could not swim, as she opened her mouth to tell Mr. Valenti, water filled her mouth. She struggled for breath and to stay afloat but she only drowned the more. A pair of hands wrapped around her waist and lifted her up and out of the pool. She was on the floor coughing and when it finally subsided, she looked up and he was looking at her. So he was the one who saved her, of course, it would be him as they were the only ones in here. His body was wet, his dark blue suit was soaked and his hair had fallen over his head. He was still looking like a Greek god. She wondered what she looked like. He crouched down to where she was sitting on the floor. "Are you alright?" He asked. "I'm fine." She told him while avoiding his eyes. She could not believe this happened to her client. How could she be so reckless? She questioned herself. He stood up at his full length. "What the hell were you doing walking around the edge of
"What did I always tell you about pools?" Julie yelled at her and smacked her in the hand."Ouch!" Megan whined, pouting pitifully, lowering her gaze."You know you can't swim but decided to explore near a pool. You should have called me to accompany you."She glanced at Julie still pouting. "You were busy, so how could I disturb you when I'm the one who sent you on the errand."Julie placed her hand on her head and sighed. She crouched down to examine her bandaged leg as Megan was sitting on the bed in the private room that Mr. Valenti, placed her in. "Does it hurt so much?" She asked worriedly and looked up at her.Megan shook her head but still answered. "No. It does not hurt me so much as when it freshly happened. But I can still walk out without a wheelchair. With some support though.""A wheelchair?"Megan nodded." Leonardo made me use one when we arrived at the hospital.""Leonardo? "She gasped with her eyes wide she stood up and sat on the bed beside her. "Are you on a first-n
After what happened in the hospital hallway. Julie took to her car and drove her home. As soon as they were inside Megan's house and she had settled down. Julie made a hot cup of coffee for her with enough cream. Julie handed the cup to her and she took it from her."Are you okay?" She asked. Her face was a mask of concern.Megan could only nod, she held the hot cup in her hand relishing in the distraction that came from the hotness of the cup."I knew that guy was a bastard and a good-for-nothing man. He had always been an asshole." She knew Julie was saying all those things so she would feel better. It helped though.However, she was too embarrassed and ashamed to even utter a word. She had just finished defending him a moment before that happened. How could she be so stupid and foolish? She lowered her head."Just say the word Megan and I will kill him. I will inject him with arsenic. Jail is not a problem for me to go to if my mother receives all my savings."Megan raised her head