Ronan had a bright smile on his face as he stared at the love of his life. He was the very picture of understated elegance.He had rich sleek hair that fell in thick waves, and his face was perfectly sculpted to charm it's way into the heart of anyone.Man was facially and financially handsome.Mallory's heart flipped in her chest as he advanced towards her. Her hands turned damp from sweat.Everyone was present - her grandma, her kids, Isla, and two of Ronan's friends. Although, Isla had a glum on her face. Her grandmother looked the happiest.Her breath caught up in her throat when Ronan got close enough and went down on one knee. God, no! Not now.His eyes, a deep and soulful shade of brown, held hers in a charming lock. She could see anxiety in them, as well as hope.Why would Ronan do this? She had no idea he'd ever want to propose this way."Hey, Mal." He gave a tight-lipped smile. "I know this might be coming as a shock to you. But yeah, I couldn't hold it in anymore. The thoug
Ronan had his hand wrapped around Mallory's wrist as he walked her out of the house and stopped in front of his car. He let go of her wrist, inserted his both hands into his side pockets and darted his eyes around, taking a deep breath.Mallory felt a quickening in her chest. That gesture of his. He was definitely angry.She stayed quiet and just watched him for a long minute until he was finally able to pull himself together."Sorry about all of this." He said, his eyes on the ground. "I should've... I should've done this in private, maybe. You wouldn't be exchanging words with your grandma right now.""Stop blaming yourself, okay? My grandma has always been like that, not just because it's you. And I'm sorry I turned down your proposal. I'm just not ready right now...""Hey, it's fine." He reached for her hand. "You don't need to explain anything. I should've waited, and I'm ready to keep waiting."Mallory had a heart-thumping moment right there. Was he supposed to keep waiting? But
Rebecca Pemberton was seventy-five years of age. She and her late husband had been the founders of the Pemberton Synergy, and till date, she was one of the most respected women in the country. She was always looking fit and didn't look like she'd be kicking the bucket soonest. She was graced with four children and six grandchildren. Rebecca was a very hard woman to please. Her own children rarely found favour in her sight. And despite the efforts her grandchildren put in, they could never seem to please her. Wilder had been the only lucky one. At his tender age, she had a good experience with the boy that had made her fallen in love with him. He'd come into her life around the time she'd lost her husband and miraculously filled the vacuum in her heart. Of course, her other grandkids had tried to be there for her. But she could see their pretense. Wilder had been the only one that was genuinely there for her. She had fallen in love with him instantly and even had to force him to liv
The chipped steps creaked a familiar protest as twenty-six years old Mallory hurried down them, hearing the giggles of her kids from the living room. She was fully ready for work - robed in a blue crisp blouse with collars that framed her perfect face. Her blouse was tucked into a curve-gripping black skirt, making her look like the P.A that she was. Her eyes and fingers were on her phone, typing vigorously."Mum!""Mummy!" The kids chorused as she stepped into the living room. She had been so engrossed in her phone, she didn't even notice she was there yet. Quickly, she put out her phone as she smiled at the six year olds."How're my little monsters doing?" she tousled their hair, beaming a charming smile at them."I'm great. Although, I can't say the same for Cassius," Lyra shrugged."Silly you. Of course, I'm fine," Cassius nudged her.Mallory chuckled as she watched them tease each other. Having both of them - male and female - had been her biggest blessing.She glanced at the s
Mallory dropped the kids off at school before proceeding to her place of work. The whole time she spent in the local cab, she couldn't stop herself from reminiscing over her grandmother's hurtful words. She felt humiliated, insulted.'You showed up with those fatherless babies.''Where's their father, then?'The old woman's words haunted her. That wasn't the first time she was saying such words in front of Mallory, and each time she did, it reopened her scars.Mallory forced herself not to wet her cheeks as her mind drifted to the painful memories - to the father of her kids.Seven years ago, she had been so happy, married to her bestfriend and heartbeat. At that time, she was still living in Duskwood. Although, they married at a very tender age - she was eighteen, while he was nineteen - they were still happy and lived in the best way they could.His name was Wilder - Wilder Pemberton - and back then, his family was one of the richest in the country. His parents hated the fact that t
Mallory's knees buckled, threatening to dump her into her seat. Anxiety clawed at her throat as she stared, wide-eyed, at the man across the room.That was her Wilder - the only man she's ever loved. The father of her kids.Her heart continued to race heavily as she wondered if she was dreaming. But, she wasn't. Everything was real; Wilder being in front of her was real!But how was it possible? How was he suddenly in front of her when he's been missing for years? Was his family the owners of the company? How come she had no idea the whole time? She was losing her mind.The new CEO - Wilder Pemberton - walked into the shared workspace and stood before the eleven staff. "Good morning, sir.""We're thrilled to have you here!""Welcome, sir."They all chorused anxiously. Wilder didn't bother to look at their faces, his glacial blue eyes fixed on the two men hovering behind him."Are these all of them?" He asked, his voice glacial, yet tuneful."Yes. They're the one's in charge of this
The rest of the time in the office, Mallory tried her best to remain calm and avoid getting on Wilder's nerves again. Despite how much it hurt her, she forced herself not to look at him and ignore the fact that he couldn't recognize her.Arlo and the other manager filled him in on some urgent issues. Then, they talked about his meeting with the board members happening in an hour. "Has everyone been duly informed and prepared for the meeting?" Wilder asked. "Yes, sir. I made sure to send a reminder email to every one of them yesterday." Mallory replied as quickly as she could, avoiding eye contact with him. She gulped tersely after that. "Get everything set, then."They spent quite sometime in the cozy office, until finally, Wilder dismissed them.The moment Mallory got to her desk, she hastened to the restroom. She wasn't pressed or anything but simply needed an isolated place to cry.Approaching the restroom, her steps became increasingly unsteady. She got into one of the room an
Mallory was already set for the meeting ahead of time. She got ready everything Wilder would be needing - some files and all. The meeting was very crucial as it was his first as the acting CEO. With poise and fitness, Wilder stepped out of his office when it was time. Mallory rose to her feet as quickly as she could, taking the arranged files on the desk into her hands. Wilder didn't spare her desk a glance as he walked past her, expecting her to follow. Trailing after him, Mallory couldn't help but stare at him as if he were a god. He looked too dashing in his designer suit; too perfect. He used to be hers...Standing behind him in the elevator, countless thoughts filled her head.God, a lot had changed about him! He was more handsome, more charming, and grumpier. From young, Wilder had been mostly rude to a lot of people, but never to her. Unfortunately, she had become one of those people now. They reached the twentieth floor and exited the elevator, heading for the conference r
Rebecca Pemberton was seventy-five years of age. She and her late husband had been the founders of the Pemberton Synergy, and till date, she was one of the most respected women in the country. She was always looking fit and didn't look like she'd be kicking the bucket soonest. She was graced with four children and six grandchildren. Rebecca was a very hard woman to please. Her own children rarely found favour in her sight. And despite the efforts her grandchildren put in, they could never seem to please her. Wilder had been the only lucky one. At his tender age, she had a good experience with the boy that had made her fallen in love with him. He'd come into her life around the time she'd lost her husband and miraculously filled the vacuum in her heart. Of course, her other grandkids had tried to be there for her. But she could see their pretense. Wilder had been the only one that was genuinely there for her. She had fallen in love with him instantly and even had to force him to liv
Ronan had his hand wrapped around Mallory's wrist as he walked her out of the house and stopped in front of his car. He let go of her wrist, inserted his both hands into his side pockets and darted his eyes around, taking a deep breath.Mallory felt a quickening in her chest. That gesture of his. He was definitely angry.She stayed quiet and just watched him for a long minute until he was finally able to pull himself together."Sorry about all of this." He said, his eyes on the ground. "I should've... I should've done this in private, maybe. You wouldn't be exchanging words with your grandma right now.""Stop blaming yourself, okay? My grandma has always been like that, not just because it's you. And I'm sorry I turned down your proposal. I'm just not ready right now...""Hey, it's fine." He reached for her hand. "You don't need to explain anything. I should've waited, and I'm ready to keep waiting."Mallory had a heart-thumping moment right there. Was he supposed to keep waiting? But
Ronan had a bright smile on his face as he stared at the love of his life. He was the very picture of understated elegance.He had rich sleek hair that fell in thick waves, and his face was perfectly sculpted to charm it's way into the heart of anyone.Man was facially and financially handsome.Mallory's heart flipped in her chest as he advanced towards her. Her hands turned damp from sweat.Everyone was present - her grandma, her kids, Isla, and two of Ronan's friends. Although, Isla had a glum on her face. Her grandmother looked the happiest.Her breath caught up in her throat when Ronan got close enough and went down on one knee. God, no! Not now.His eyes, a deep and soulful shade of brown, held hers in a charming lock. She could see anxiety in them, as well as hope.Why would Ronan do this? She had no idea he'd ever want to propose this way."Hey, Mal." He gave a tight-lipped smile. "I know this might be coming as a shock to you. But yeah, I couldn't hold it in anymore. The thoug
Mallory saw how the strange lady forced herself to composure the moment she saw Wilder. Pulling a smile, she ran to him, her heels clacking hard against the floor."Hey, babe!" She beamed, giving him a hug.Mallory felt her heart skip a beat. Her throat got constricted and she had to take a very hard gulp.Wilder glanced at Mallory before looking away."Safiya," he called, pulling away from the lady's hug. "What are you doing here? You didn't tell me you were coming.""Seriously?" The lady chuckled, walking her hand on his chest. Mallory could see so much obsession and lust in her eyes. "Do I need to call the love of my life before showing up at his office?"Mallory couldn't stop the shock from reflecting in her eyes as she watched them, even Wilder noticed. Who was she to him? There was no way they could be married, right? No, her Wilder could not be married.Safiya was still holding him."So, are you done for the day? Can we go home together?" She asked, playing with the small beard
Mallory was already set for the meeting ahead of time. She got ready everything Wilder would be needing - some files and all. The meeting was very crucial as it was his first as the acting CEO. With poise and fitness, Wilder stepped out of his office when it was time. Mallory rose to her feet as quickly as she could, taking the arranged files on the desk into her hands. Wilder didn't spare her desk a glance as he walked past her, expecting her to follow. Trailing after him, Mallory couldn't help but stare at him as if he were a god. He looked too dashing in his designer suit; too perfect. He used to be hers...Standing behind him in the elevator, countless thoughts filled her head.God, a lot had changed about him! He was more handsome, more charming, and grumpier. From young, Wilder had been mostly rude to a lot of people, but never to her. Unfortunately, she had become one of those people now. They reached the twentieth floor and exited the elevator, heading for the conference r
The rest of the time in the office, Mallory tried her best to remain calm and avoid getting on Wilder's nerves again. Despite how much it hurt her, she forced herself not to look at him and ignore the fact that he couldn't recognize her.Arlo and the other manager filled him in on some urgent issues. Then, they talked about his meeting with the board members happening in an hour. "Has everyone been duly informed and prepared for the meeting?" Wilder asked. "Yes, sir. I made sure to send a reminder email to every one of them yesterday." Mallory replied as quickly as she could, avoiding eye contact with him. She gulped tersely after that. "Get everything set, then."They spent quite sometime in the cozy office, until finally, Wilder dismissed them.The moment Mallory got to her desk, she hastened to the restroom. She wasn't pressed or anything but simply needed an isolated place to cry.Approaching the restroom, her steps became increasingly unsteady. She got into one of the room an
Mallory's knees buckled, threatening to dump her into her seat. Anxiety clawed at her throat as she stared, wide-eyed, at the man across the room.That was her Wilder - the only man she's ever loved. The father of her kids.Her heart continued to race heavily as she wondered if she was dreaming. But, she wasn't. Everything was real; Wilder being in front of her was real!But how was it possible? How was he suddenly in front of her when he's been missing for years? Was his family the owners of the company? How come she had no idea the whole time? She was losing her mind.The new CEO - Wilder Pemberton - walked into the shared workspace and stood before the eleven staff. "Good morning, sir.""We're thrilled to have you here!""Welcome, sir."They all chorused anxiously. Wilder didn't bother to look at their faces, his glacial blue eyes fixed on the two men hovering behind him."Are these all of them?" He asked, his voice glacial, yet tuneful."Yes. They're the one's in charge of this
Mallory dropped the kids off at school before proceeding to her place of work. The whole time she spent in the local cab, she couldn't stop herself from reminiscing over her grandmother's hurtful words. She felt humiliated, insulted.'You showed up with those fatherless babies.''Where's their father, then?'The old woman's words haunted her. That wasn't the first time she was saying such words in front of Mallory, and each time she did, it reopened her scars.Mallory forced herself not to wet her cheeks as her mind drifted to the painful memories - to the father of her kids.Seven years ago, she had been so happy, married to her bestfriend and heartbeat. At that time, she was still living in Duskwood. Although, they married at a very tender age - she was eighteen, while he was nineteen - they were still happy and lived in the best way they could.His name was Wilder - Wilder Pemberton - and back then, his family was one of the richest in the country. His parents hated the fact that t
The chipped steps creaked a familiar protest as twenty-six years old Mallory hurried down them, hearing the giggles of her kids from the living room. She was fully ready for work - robed in a blue crisp blouse with collars that framed her perfect face. Her blouse was tucked into a curve-gripping black skirt, making her look like the P.A that she was. Her eyes and fingers were on her phone, typing vigorously."Mum!""Mummy!" The kids chorused as she stepped into the living room. She had been so engrossed in her phone, she didn't even notice she was there yet. Quickly, she put out her phone as she smiled at the six year olds."How're my little monsters doing?" she tousled their hair, beaming a charming smile at them."I'm great. Although, I can't say the same for Cassius," Lyra shrugged."Silly you. Of course, I'm fine," Cassius nudged her.Mallory chuckled as she watched them tease each other. Having both of them - male and female - had been her biggest blessing.She glanced at the s