AmeliaMy first impression of Ralphael screamed "nice guy with playboy vibes". He was friendly, he didn't give me a dirty look or treat me like I was filthy or something. He acted relaxed around me, as if we've known each other for a while.I knew I was asking a lot of personal questions, but he answered them all like it was no big deal. You can't exactly blame me though, it was hard to come by people who actually liked talking to me. Besides mom, Sonia, and the little chitchat with the waitresses at the diner, I was pretty much a loner.But talking with Ralphael was easy.I had no idea why Rowan seemed pissed about it though. Maybe he was mad I was stealing his friend's attention or something, he just kept giving us nasty looks and was quiet all the time.I didn't mind, I was trying to be different with him, be more patient with him, only because that's what William recommended. Since Ralphael was his friend, I thought it wouldn't hurt to be friends with him too.When we got to the s
Rowan"I'm thirsty. I'm going to go get a drink in your suite." Ralph said, breaking the handshake as he walked away in the direction of my luxury suite."So, she's a bet." I heard Raven say. I had no idea she was standing behind me. "How long have you been there?""Long enough to hear that blondie is your new conquest." She said, crossing her arms. "Does Ralph ever quit?""This is probably the last one."She chuckled softly."You said that last time and the time before that. You guys never quit.""You know that's how we do. I'm only humouring him.""What happened to saying no?""It's a stupid bet, why do I have to make it a big deal?"She shrugged. "I don't actually care about blondie, but I just think it's beneath you wasting a second on girls like her, and she's not even the brightest.""She's not exactly stupid, she's just accident-prone and kind of clumsy."She arched a brow at me."Why are you defending her?'Yeah, why was I defending her?"I'm not. But anyway, you know you can
RowanYeah, my plan was to make Amelia hate me first and then make her fall for me, but just saying a few hurtful words sometimes wasn't enough. I'm no bully, but bullying might be the right way to get the reaction I wanted. The problem was, where would I draw the line? What was too much and what was too little? I didn't want to go overboard and do the unforgivable, but I also wanted to get results faster so I'd have an upperhand and win the bet before Ralph could get even closer to her. Before that, I had to keep them away from each other for as long as I could, while I thought of the next move to make. I might need advice from someone neutral who had a way with women who were hard to please. There was no one like that... Hillary! He wasn't a pro at stuff like that, but at least he knew more than I did. Plus, he did say he was making progress with the barista girl, so he was my only option. Involving anyone else might just complicate the situation.I didn't like that Raven knew abou
AmeliaI stirred on my bed, feeling well rested, but at the same time, I wanted to snuggle under the covers and go back to sleep. It felt like it's been ages since I last had a good night's sleep and I wanted more.But I sat up on my bed.Thanks to Rowan being a childish tyrant, I had an off day to relax and do whatever I wanted without having to see his annoying face.After his girlfriend left with Crystella and I saw Rowan at the door, I knew from his expression that he was going to say something that would annoy me, but I didn't expect his words to really anger me. I mean, he was making me out to be the villain and he sounded like I intentionally wanted Emma to get fired.Why would I want that? I had just met her and I already liked her. Even if I didn't, that was something I could never do. I didn't mean to push Crystella that hard, in fact, I don't think I pushed her that hard. She was probably made of jelly if she could fall after such a light push.I felt bad that she fell, it
AmeliaAnother day off as I was yet to receive a call from Rowan.I wasn't complaining though, as long as I still had my job, that meant I would still get paid... It was a win-win.And I was enjoying my 'break' from him. I mean, I got to kickback and relax with Sonia and Nia. We talked — mostly gossip — drank hot chocolate, and when Nia had to get back to work, Sonia and I explored town, visiting the arcade and having fun like teenagers.By the time I got back, Mom had already closed the diner and we ate chicken mole in the living room while watching a show.When I woke up, I kind of expected to see a text or a missed call from Rowan, but I got nothing. I would have called him instead, but he was the one that told me to take a break, so I figured he'd call when he needed me.I went to work at the diner.It was a slow day. I spent more time sitting down than I spent standing. And what did I expect on such days? Nessa, talking my ear off.It was late in the afternoon and there was only
RowanPetra Eastman... the first and the only woman I've ever been in love with.We met at a dance studio. I was supposed to learn some dance moves for a movie and my manager took me to Tim, Petra's cousin. When I saw her, it was love at first sight. She had this long jet black hair, long eyelashes, turquoise blue eyes and her cheeks had this permanent shade of pink that made her look flushed all the time. Her smile was everything and nineteen-year-old me fell fast and hard.She was also a dancer and helped Tim teach the little students, so that meant I got to see her whenever I was there.Petra was... different. Having been in the industry since I was a kid, it was hard to come by people who treated me like every other person. Petra didn't see my fame, all she saw was a sloppy dancer and it was really easy to talk to her.She was fun, she was spontaneous, she was graceful. When we got talking, I fell deeper and deeper that all I could think about was Petra.I was lucky though. When I
RowanI was held prisoner in Petra's house. She and Brett didn't let me leave until two hours after. I was forced to stay with them while we talked. It was a welcome company, though it was bittersweet. I probably would have been Petra's husband if I wasn't so stubborn and refused to see her all those years, but at the same time, I was happy she found someone else who completely adored her.Just like my first impression of him, I perceived Brett as nice and he was really my fan. He recited most of my lines to me and Petra said something about him getting all his romantic ideas from my romance movies. It was fun.I got to hold Rowena too. She was the tiniest, cutest, little thing and she was so fragile in my hands. She smelled amazing too. That was the first time I was holding a baby and I actually loved the experience. Though, I panicked and gave her back to Brett when she moved. I was too scared to break her.Like I said, it was bittersweet. Holding Rowena reminded me of what I lost,
AmeliaI was busy working in mom's diner, trying to clean up a toddler who just flipped a whole bowl of soup on his head, when my phone pinged, indicating that I just got a text. I didn't reach for my phone until I had the child cleaned and with a new bowl of chicken soup.I reached into my apron's pouch and took out my phone. It was an unknown number. It could be Rowan since the person was asking where I was."Working in my mom's diner. Is this Rowan?"I had to ask."Nope, Ralph. Send me the address." His reply came in.Ralphael. That's right, I gave him my number. I totally forgot about that.I wanted to reply and give him the address, but then I remembered that he's good looking and Nessa won't let me hear the end of it if another good looking man came looking for me."Or, I could come to you. Tell me where you are." I texted back. I knew mom wouldn't mind if I wanted to leave, so it was easier to just go meet him wherever he was."I can't ask you to do that. I have to be the one t