Jenny, the receptionist, sat on the armchair, twisting her head quizzically, thinking of what next to do. Suddenly, as if she recalled something, she jerked forward, picking her phone and made a call. As soon as the call went through, Jenny spoke immediately, "Hello ma'am, are you kind of busy? You see, there is something that you need to know. Could you please go somewhere private? I really don't want any other person to hear what I'm about to say. I could get into big trouble if it goes around." She had heard from the other side, people shouting. It seemed the woman was in a bar. When she heard the woman's footsteps and the noise fading off, Jenny relaxed.
"Okay, I'm already outside, away from the others. Say what you have to say, Jenny and allow me get back to having fun with my friends."
After a prolonged silence, Jenny finally spoke, "Ma'am, a certain woman went into boss Ethan's office just now! And with the way she is dressed, she doesn't have class at all! I
Beverly hills The area around the sofa was crammed with bottles, cans and more bottles of alcohol. Small green flasks of gin, large clear bottles of absolut vodka, broken maroon bottles of whisky, assorted cans of bitter beer, a few saffron colored bottles of white wine and empty-handed bottles of intoxicating red wine. They formed a small structure around the sofa. Jayden stepped inside the living room. The first thing that hit him was that overpowering scent of alcohol, and the scent had already clung into his nosestrils. Had she been drinking? Again? Jayden had feared that this would happen, but now, anger had replaced his fear. He was angry because his sister had succumbed to the powerful attraction of alcohol. Angry because she had completely become an alcoholic. Angry because she had ignored the fact that she wasn't an ordinary person, but an Anderson for that matter. Drinking wasn't allowed. And here she was, sitting on the floor, drinking herself to dea
Stanley ordered the servants to serve the dishes. The urkel's sat on the table and began to enjoy the meal. It was a sumptuous feast on the family day. The Urkel's cook had served as an executive chef at the Michelin three-star restaurant in Spain and was hired by Old Urkel when he returned home. On the table, Mr Urkel asked, glancing at Ethan, "Why didn't you bring Chloe with you?" Ethan remained quiet. Susan, who had been quiet spoke, at this time. "Ethan, I heard that you broke up with Chloe because of another woman, is it true?" As she pushed out these words, she glanced at Mr Urkel to see his reaction, an evil grin appearing across her face. She had brought up the question knowing fully well that Old Urkel, her husband, would immediately be angry. She did it intentionally. As soon as he heard what Susan said, he roared, his voice trembling due to anger, "Is it true?" Ethan still remained silent and continued to eat as if he hadn't heard the questio
Seeing the confusion in his eyes, she speaks up, "Actually, I cleaned up your room earlier when you weren't at home, and may have re-arranged everything," As she pushes out the last words, her voice starts trailing off, as she feels guilty about it. "I placed them on your desk," she continues as she points to the direction where she placed them. Jayden isn't angry at all, instead he responds by forming an 'O' shape with his lips.He heads to the door and before he closes it, he says to Chloe, "I won't be back this night! Be a good girl as always!" He blows her a kiss. With a wide smile across her face, she responds, "Okay, I will. Take care of yourself."After she is sure he has gone, she picks up her phone and dials Ann's number. "Can we meet up? Yes! Yes! Yes! I know! I will explain everything to you at the coffee shop, 59th street! Okay, see you there!" She takes this opportunity to meet up with Ann. Opportunities like this are hard to come by, and if they do, it's
7:00am Aviana wakes up to the alarm snoozing. Without even opening her eyes, she heads to the bathroom and bangs the door closed. A moment later, she walks out of the bathroom dressed only in a bathrobe while combing her hair and at the same time brushing her teeth. Today, she wore a cream-colored blouse over a similar pencil skirt which is brown and matches with her cream high-heeled shoes. She ties her hair into a sleek pony tail, although her hair isn't considerably less glossy than before because she hadn't had the time to do it up. Walking to the entrance of the dining room, a pleasant smell of freshly baked pancakes hits her nose. On the table, there were fried eggs, pancakes, hot cereal and some warm milk. Her mother had really weighed in on the choice of food here. These were the healthiest meals for breakfast,as the protein in eggs helped maintain and repair body tissues, also necessary for brain and nervous system to function effectively while milk, still a protein
"Please," said Devin as he bend slightly, his hand currently stretched out as he directed her in. Taking one last deep breath, Aviana walked forward confidently before entering the office of the highest-paid CEO in the world. As the door closed behind her, Aviana finally laid her eyes on Mr Ethan Urkel. Standing on the window, his back to her, Aviana sighed as she slowed her pace. With his striking icy-blue eyes which reminded her of the beautiful sight of sun rays brilliantly reflecting off of the surface of the sea, he turned and looked deep into her eyes. His fair face looked almost pale, but his athletic body which could be seen due to his perfectly fitting 3-piece suit signified that this was a man whose body was at the peak of human condition.His glossy black hair was combed back neatly, while his high cheekbones and sharp jaw gave his face a musculine look that would make anyone turn back to take a second glance. The straight, thin lips and the slightly sharp-pointed
Aviana was done for the day. At exactly 4:00pm, she walked out of the G&K building and stood on the pavement at the side of the road. She were waiting for her chauffeur. Rao took long to show up. Deciding not to wait anymore, with the thought that maybe he was busy attending to more important matters, Aviana, sighed deeply and walked away. She headed to the bus station to wait around for a bus. Something caught her eye. Aviana suddenly stopped when she felt someone watching her. A black car, small in size, with the number 2DT. J422 followed behind her. As soon as she stopped, the car stopped too. It was now obvious, she was being followed. But why? She had seen in movies, how the female leads were kidnapped and tortured. In the end, the masterminds behind the kidnapping would be discovered only to realize that they are people close to them. Aviana was still confused. She hadn't wronged anyone, had she? Anyway, there was no much time to think about that. Right now, she had to try
His heart rate increased as he read the words on the door. Something must have happened!She must be in danger! Thinking of this possibility, Ethan rushed out of the booth door. "Come on! Let's go! She's in danger!" he roared. Getting into the car, Devin started off the engine. "Drive faster!" he commanded, while they were still in the mid-way in search of Aviana. For the first time, in a long time, Devin saw his boss restless. The car reached to a standstill. They had reached the end of the road. Aviana was nowhere to be found. "Sir...we..."Before he could finish his statement, he was interrupted by Ethan's angry voice which seemed to have erupted. "Shut up! I don't care how you do it! Find her! Even if it means turning upside down the city, then do it! But find her!" Then, he strode towards the car. Ethan reached into his pocket, and brought out the rosary given to him by Aviana. He squeezed it in his hands, as he recalled that day when they first met... How s
Aviana was now starting to regain consciousness. She sat on an armchair, her eyes blindfolded with a black cloth, her mouth stuffed with another piece of cloth, maybe so that she wouldn't scream for help. Her arms and legs were tied to the chair so that she couldn't move. Peeping through the transparent black cloth, the room was bleak, cold and completely dark. It was quiet and somber in there and Aviana felt the chill as the darkness engulfed her. It was the most piercing and terrifying darkness she had never felt. She struggled to untie her hands, but it was useless. 'what really happened! How did I get here!' she thought.Finally, she recalled. As soon as the call disconnected, Aviana walked out of the booth door only to find the black car that followed her earlier, standing outside the phone booth. A man, in his 30s, who had a scar on his face, leaned on the car, his hands folded. He looked terrifying. Aviana immediately ran back to the booth. In a panicked state, she hel
Ethan walked into "The Intoxicated" Entertainment clubhouse, the familiar buzz of energy and laughter wash over him. He spotted Alex and James who were already seated at their usual position. “Hey, look who finally decided to show up!” Alex called out, a playful grin spreading across his face. His eyes twinkled with mischief as he leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. James, ever the composed one, merely raised an eyebrow but offered a smirk.Ethan shrugged nonchalantly, but inside, he could still feel the residual warmth of the passionate encounter he’d just had with Aviana. The slightly disheveled state of his hair and the faint trace of lipstick lingering on his collar were the only signs that might give him away, but he hoped they would go unnoticed. “Traffic,” Ethan replied coolly, sliding into his seat with an air of indifference. He could see the knowing glimmer in Alex’s eyes, the way he leaned in just a bit closer, eager for any hint of a story.“Right,” Alex said, chuckl
Aviana walked into the house, her blouse still partially buttoned, a telltale sign of the passionate encounter she’d just had with Ethan in the car. As she fumbled with the remaining buttons, trying to regain some semblance of normalcy, a small, curious voice called out from the living room.“Big sis!” Hayden appeared around the corner, his bright eyes wide with curiosity. He was clutching a toy car tightly in one hand and staring up at his sister with a mix of innocence and suspicion.Aviana, momentarily flustered, straightened up and tried to smooth her disheveled appearance. “Hey, Hayden,” she said, forcing a casual tone. “What’s up?”Hayden’s gaze remained fixed on her, his little brows knitting together as he took in the scene. “You’re home pretty late, Big sis. And why are you buttoning your blouse like that? Did you and Uncle Ethan have a... uh, fun time in the car?”Aviana’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. She froze mid-button, her mouth slightly open as she tried to proc
Aviana lay in Ethan's arms, their bodies intertwined in a comfortable silence that spoke volumes of their deep connection. The room was quiet, save for the soft rhythm of their breathing and the occasional contented sigh that escaped their lips.Ethan gently brushed a strand of hair away from Aviana's face, his touch tender and filled with affection. He couldn't help but marvel at how natural and right it felt to have her in his arms, to feel her warmth against him.Aviana shifted slightly, her head resting against his chest as she looked up at him with a soft smile. "You know," she murmured, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness, "you have a way of making everything feel so... perfect."Ethan chuckled softly, his heart swelling with love for this woman who brought so much joy into his life. "I'm just glad you feel that way," he replied, his voice gentle. "You mean the world to me, Aviana."Aviana's smile widened, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest as she gazed up at
Ethan looked up, his face flushed and his posture stiff as he tried to hold Aviana close. His usual aloof demeanor was completely absent, replaced by a flustered and panicked expression. “Faith! I—I didn’t expect—” he stammered, his words tumbling out in a jumbled mess.Faith couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. Ethan, the ever-composed boss, was now visibly flustered, with his shirt slightly askew and a look of sheer bewilderment on his face. Aviana’s cries were still unabated, adding to the hilarity of the situation.“Uh, Sir,” Faith said, trying to suppress her laughter as she walked over to them. “It looks like you’re having a bit of a rough time here.”Ethan, still holding Aviana, glanced at Faith with a mix of frustration and embarrassment. “Faith, I... I don’t know what to do. She’s... she’s crying because I figured out something too quickly, and then I made it worse by saying I got help from Scarlet. I don’t know how to fix this!"Faith’s eyes twinkled with a mix of amuseme
Ethan stood outside Aviana's office door, his mind racing with thoughts of how to approach her. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves, then knocked gently."Come in," Aviana's voice called from inside. Ethan entered cautiously, finding Aviana seated at her desk, engrossed in reviewing some documents. She looked up as he entered, her expression neutral but her eyes betraying a hint of wariness."Avi, can we talk?" Ethan asked softly, stepping further into the room.Aviana leaned back in her chair, her expression cool and composed despite the underlying irritation. Ethan stood before her, unsure of how to break through her icy demeanor."What's there to talk about, Ethan?" Aviana began, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she tapped her pen on the desk. "I don't expect you to have figured out the reason I'm mad at you already. It might take you a day, a week, or a lifetime to figure it out. Who knows?"Ethan blinked, taken aback by her blunt honesty. "Avi, I—""Nope," Aviana cut in,
Scarlet grinned at Aviana's comment about Milo, nodding in agreement. "He definitely does. But speaking of being kept on your toes, how's my brother treating you these days, Avi?" Scarlet asked playfully, raising an eyebrow teasingly.Aviana's smile faltered immediately at the mention of Ethan, her mood shifting drastically. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself before responding. "Ethan?" she replied tersely, her voice edged with irritation. "He's... he's fine."Scarlet sensed the change in Aviana's tone, her playful expression fading as she picked up on the underlying tension. "Uh-oh, trouble in paradise?" she asked cautiously, eyebrows raised in mock concern. Aviana scoffed, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "Paradise? More like a roller coaster," she muttered, her hands gesturing animatedly. Scarlet sighed dramatically, leaning back in her chair as she looked at Aviana with exaggerated concern. "Okay, spill the tea, Avi. What happened between you and Ethan this
Twenty minutes later, Scarlet arrived at the office, her steps purposeful as she made her way to Ethan's office. She knocked lightly on the door before entering, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern."Brother," Scarlet greeted warmly, her voice tinged with a hint of apprehension. "You sounded pretty serious on the phone. What's going on?"Ethan rose from his chair to greet her, grateful for her presence. "Hey, Scarlet," he began, gesturing for her to take a seat opposite him. "Thanks for coming."Taking a deep breath, Ethan recounted the events of the morning's meeting with Aviana. He described Aviana's distant demeanor, his attempts to understand her mood, and the abrupt end to the meeting after confronting her.Scarlet listened attentively, her brow furrowing with concern as Ethan finished his explanation. "So, you think Avi's mad at you, but she won't tell you why?" she summarized, her voice soft with empathy."Yeah," Ethan replied, running a hand through his hair in frust
The boardroom was set for the meeting with the marketing team, and Aviana, with her usual efficiency, had everything organized meticulously. As they settled in, Aviana took her seat beside Ethan, her posture erect and her expression composed. However, her eyes betrayed a hint of icy reserve that Ethan couldn't ignore."Good morning, everyone," Ethan greeted cheerfully, attempting to lighten the atmosphere. Aviana responded with a polite nod but remained focused on the agenda in front of her.The marketing team leader began presenting the new campaign strategy, and Aviana listened intently, jotting down notes and occasionally exchanging professional remarks with the team. Each time Ethan tried to engage her with a comment or question, Aviana responded curtly and kept her interaction strictly business.Ethan, increasingly uncomfortable with Aviana's cold demeanor, shifted in his seat, trying to catch her eye. "What do you think about the demographics for the new ad placements?" Aviana
Aviana stood in Ethan's office, a stack of documents in hand, ready to brief him on the day's schedule. Despite their personal relationship, she maintained her professional demeanor, a testament to her dedication as his personal assistant."Good morning, Ethan," Aviana greeted, her voice carrying a blend of warmth and professionalism. "Here's the rundown for today. We have a meeting with the marketing team at 10 AM to discuss the new campaign strategy. Then, you have a lunch meeting with Mr. Johnson from Capital Investments at 12 PM."Ethan, leaning back in his chair, flashed a playful grin. "Sounds riveting, as always, Avi. Did you make sure they're serving my favorite dessert at lunch?"Aviana rolled her eyes playfully, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. "I believe they're more interested in discussing investments than your sweet tooth, Ethan."He chuckled lightly, enjoying the banter. "You never know, Avi. Dessert is a serious business."Aviana continued with her briefing, detai