A yellow cab halted in front of G&K company. A cute little boy, probably the age of seven years, exited the cab. The boy wore a white blouse, he had a red tie neatly adorned around his neck, a pair of red and black stripped trouser and a pair of black shoes. He carried his school bag on his back. The boy was about to head inside the building, however, the cab driver stopped him and asked for his money. Hayden apologized immediately and took out a few notes from his trouser pocket and handed them to the old man. "Sorry. I'm just so excited to see my uncle." "Does your uncle work here?" "No and Yes. He actually owns the company, so he's the boss here. His name is Ethan Urkel. Do you know him?" "Yes. I have heard a lot about him. Alright, kiddo. It was nice doing business with you. See you." The cab driver drove off. Hayden immediately made a u-turn and went inside the building. "Wow!" he exclaimed in surprise as soon as he got in, attracting the attention of the receptionist. The
Hayden frowned deeply watching Ethan laugh. Ethan stopped laughing for a moment. He asked, "So, you like a girl –" Hayden interrupted him suddenly. "Love. I love her." "Sorry. You love a girl that is in your class!? The girl's name is Natasha!? And, you want her to be your girlfriend, you just don't know how to ask her or tell her!?" It was more of a statement than a question. Hayden simply nodded his head. And again, Ethan laughed. He leaned his back on the chair and laughed uncontrollably. Hayden was annoyed. "What's so funny, uncle Ethan!?" "Nothing," Ethan simply said while he continued to laugh. "No, I don't think so. Did I make a mistake coming to you for advice? I should probably leave," Hayden was about to get down from the desk. However, Ethan stopped him immediately. He said, "Alright. Alright. Alright. I won't laugh anymore." But, he was still laughing. "You're still laughing!" Hayden exclaimed, extremely annoyed. "Okay. Now, I'm serious." Ethan took a deep breath
As soon as Ethan walked through the door, everyone turned their heads to look at their boss, shock written all over their faces. As usual, Ethan wore a three-pieced suit, black in color and he accompanied the outfit with a pair of black shoes. Everyone could perceive that there was something different about their boss, today, from the moment he walked through the door. He was emitting a different aura today compared to the other days when he would walk in and everyone would look down immediately and continue working, and dared not look at him even for a second. But, today for some reasons they didn't look down, they found themselves staring at him and not wanting to look down. Their boss looked like he was in a good mood – good was even underrated. And, as if to confirm that their speculations were right, Ethan greeted them. "Good morning, everyone." "Good morning, Sir," they replied simultaneously. "Good morning, Jenny," he greeted the receptionist too, and the smile on his face d
Three consecutive days passed and Aviana didn't show up in the mansion like she always did. Old Mr Urkel, who was sitting behind his desk inside his study room seemed to be pre-occupied with his thoughts. He saw how determined she was for the past days she had been coming to the mansion, to win him over. She made it a routine to pay him a visit everyday and not once did she fail to show up and neither was she late. However, for a couple of days now, he didn't see her. Old Mr Urkel couldn't help but wonder why? Maybe, she decided to give up after all, he thought. At that moment, the door opened. Instantly, Old Mr Urkel looked towards the door thinking that it was her. But to his disappointment the maid walked in carrying his evening coffee. She placed it on the table and left. But, before walking away, Old Mr Urkel instructed her to tell the butler to see him immediately. A while later, the butler went inside the study room. He said, "Sir. You asked to see me?""She hasn't visited
Aviana had nothing else doing at the moment and she didn't want to go home yet, either. She still had one last important task for the day to do before she left and it was not yet time to carry it out. Aviana joined Maggy and May in the kitchen to help prepare the family's dinner. She offered to slice the tomatoes and onions and prepare the ingredients. At first, the maids were reluctant to agree to her offer. They were afraid. What if the young master found her helping them in the kitchen when it was their responsibility to cook the family's dinner and not hers, won't they be in trouble? "Ma'am. It's not as if we don't want you to help us or anything. It's just that – we don't want to get into any trouble with the young master," Maggy spoke trying as much as possible not offend their young master's woman with her words. "Oh, Ethan? Well, he isn't here. So, you don't have to worry about getting into any trouble. Besides, helping you prepare the family's dinner isn't a bad thing." "
Aviana went straight to Old Mr Urkel's study room. She decided to take Hayden's suggestion to go for a walk outside the villa with Ethan's father. The family dinner would be ready in thirty minutes, she saw this as the best time and opportunity to do the task. The chances that he would not agree were very high, but she was willing to give it a try, who knows, he might agree. "God, help me," Aviana spoke a silent prayer. Then, she took a deep breath before she worked up the courage and knocked on the door. "Who is it?" Old Mr Urkel's indifferent voice asked. "It's me, Aviana," Aviana answered and what followed next was a prolonged silence. 'Please, don't ask me to go away. Please, don't ask me to go away,' she prayed inwardly while she waited anxiously. "Come in," Old Mr Urkel spoke after a while, making Aviana to rejoice inwardly even though she was yet to accomplish the bigger task ahead which was convincing him to go for a walk with her outside the villa. Immediately, she ope
The following days were busy for everyone. Inside the building, workers were completely switched into work mode as they typed at computers while others passed by in a frantic hurry while holding documents. No one knew why they had to work this hard to complete a two-week's task within a few days, they only knew that it was an instruction from the boss, and they couldn't question their boss either. Ethan and Aviana weren't spared either. The couple was busy attending one meeting to another the rest of the week, they never had the chance to talk to each other, except in the meeting room when they had to talk about business matters only. Though she was always tired after working so hard and attending endless meetings, Aviana made sure to pay a visit to Old Mr Urkel every evening, as usual. She always brought the old man's coffee with her. Also, it had become a routine to take him out for a walk every evening after work. At first, she wanted to win him over, but as days went by, she gr
Ethan picked up Aviana earlier than they had planned. She was as surprised to see him, and she did ask him, however, Ethan refused to tell her anything. She gave up asking eventually and decided to just sit in the car and wait patiently till they reached their destination. Soon, the car stopped in front of a laxurious shop for gowns. Aviana frowned in confusion. "Ethan, what is going on? Why are we here?" Ethan didn't answer her question directly. He smiled as he spoke, "Come," while he held out his hand for her to hold. The expression on her face didn't change at all even as she obediently reached out her hand to hold his. Ethan led her inside the shop and took her to it's VIP room, where he took his sit with his legs crossed elegantly and began to flip through the pages of the catalogue that was placed on the table, for different patterns of gown. Aviana walked towards him and asked sweetly, "Are you picking out a gown for me?" It was then when someone knocked on the door. "C
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