Alice was led to an apartment above the club by Simon. She had wailed like a child in a bar with minimal people, but still it was mortifying. Her outburst, snorting and smudging, her makeup on Simon's clean shirt. She had a glimpse of herself in a mirror while she was looking around Simon’s apartment while he was changing a shirt. It wasn’t her finest moment and Alice wanted to find a dark cave to crawl into and never show her face, ever to the world. This was not her, not that she wanted to impress anyone, but this was Simon. Whether he was married, Alice at least wanted to look presentable."I put it on the charger and it’s working, but." Simon handed Alice her device. “The screen is cracked, though.”"Oh?" Alice looked at Simon with an awkward smile, accepting her phone. "Thanks." "You must be a busy woman. Someone is eager to chat with you. It rang the moment it was working on the charger. You must have -him worried."Alice gave a tight-lipped smile and looked at her phone. Her c
It wasn’t Simon’s intention to overhear Alice’s conversation. He wanted to give her all the privacy, but the door hadn’t closed properly, as Alice thought. His discreet attempt to close the door made him hear everything. Now Simon was sitting on the floor, his head leaning to the wall next to the office door, listening to Alice crying.She had been in there for a while crying, and Simon didn’t want to make things worse. He let her cry alone when he wanted to barge in and carry her to his bedroom, run a bath for her, and hold her. He wanted to dry her tears, but this wasn’t his business. Simon didn’t want to be a hero. His phone vibrating in his hand made him come off his reverie. He pushed himself up and walked to the window.“Miss Megan has arrived. Should I tell her to wait somewhere?”“Send her up.” Simon replied and hung up.He walked past the office where Alice was still crying and went to the entrance. He waited by the elevator. The bank opened and Megan stepped out, taking Simo
Alice spent most of the night staring at the ceiling long after Megan had joined her to sleep. Megan calling her name and shaking her to wake up felt sudden. Like she had only shut her eyes a few minutes ago and now she had to wake up. She wanted to sleep on the soft bed forever. Last night was a tremendous blow. It didn't just rain; it poured bad news.“Ally,” Megan groaned before she pulled the cover, “Time to wake up.”“Please let me be,” Alice whimpered and shifted her body, grabbing a pillow and burying her face in.“No.” Megan sat on top of Alice. “Wake up. It’s time to go home.”“We are home.” Alice shook her body, trying to get Megan’s body off her. She was being childish with her stunt. “Get off Meg.”“Get out of Simon’s bed, Alice.”Alice snapped her head up and looked at Megan. She looked around. “We should leave.”“That’s what I’ve been saying,” Megan added, moving away from her.“This shouldn’t have happened here.”“Hey! Hey! Don’t cry. You didn’t know you would get that
Vincent was dying to have a dance with Alice. He couldn’t get his head straight after he saw her walk into the church. The dress was making him dizzy. The Garnet color was very bold. From behind it might look basic, but when she spins around, Vincent could only swallow hard or reach for his glass. He needed the liquid after catching a glimpse of her. The dress was floor length, long sleeve with a v neck. Her chest was not on display, but her legs were from the one slit in the dress. The gown was a perfect fit for her. The luxe double knit fabric was snuggly giving her body the right amount of display. Not too revealing, but still sexy. The material was stretchy. It was smoothing over her curves with minimal effort. Vincent had seen it when she moved. His eyes had been thorough when he was looking at her. “You are staring again?” Katy whisper-hissed at Vincent. “Have you seen her husband?” Vincent shifted his gaze from Alice and looked around. “I don’t care. You shouldn’t either.”
Megan and Alice were as high as the kites after smoking two strong joints. Giggling in the middle of the grapevine trellis while plucking out grapes. The distant music they heard once had faded away. They were unaware they had gone completely far off from the wedding. “I found a red one,” Megan screamed, jumping and lifting a grape up in the sky to examine it. “Let’s see.” Alice dropped a handful of her grapes and walked to Megan. “I hear horses,” Alice stopped and grinned. “Let’s go ride a horse.” Alice pulled Megan's hand, making her drop her grapes, dragging her to where she heard the horses. They were close to the vineyard's riverbank. Megan gasps, “Let’s go swimming,” she giggled. “You go. I want to ride that horse,” Alice added. “We can set them free. They can run into the river with me.” Megan suggested. Alice nodded, climbing onto the wooden fence with her heels. Megan was gripping the post, shaking it hard with grunts, trying to pull away the wooden plank. "Open. O
Alice acted like the scorned woman she was. Her divorce was a tremendous battle she fought fiercely. Her lawyer was a beast. The final agreement was drawn and ready for her signature. Alice never batted an eyelid or looked at Oliver, who was sitting at the same table across from her with his lawyer.“Shall we proceed?” Oliver’s lawyer, Buck, spoke.“Of course,” Alice’s lawyer Craig nodded.Oliver was glaring at Alice for good reason. He was about to be signing off and agreeing to settle a large sum on top of a lot of demands Alice wanted. Alice took advice from Oliver's mother and made him pay.“I will read the contents of this agreement.” Buck cleared his throat, clearly weary.“Let’s get this over with. I have things to do.” Oliver snarled, glaring at Alice, who smirked and held her chin up. Megan had made sure to dress her in a killer red dress with a pair of red suede heels. Her lips were ruby red. She had dark and smoky eyes. Her hair was piled up in a bun. She looked killer and
Alice buried herself in her work. Her way of avoiding the pain. She didn’t take time to process after her divorce. Peace Lilies Foundation was her new distraction. She was working herself to the bone and not sparing time for anyone. When she first started, it seemed reasonable that she needed to be more involved, but after six months, Alice seemed obsessed. She was barely sleeping or eating enough. She looked underweight.“You are not doing this again,” Megan sighed as she walked into Alice’s large office.“I’m busy, Megan,” Alice responded, typing on her laptop. “I have a fundraiser coming next week. Things have to be perfect.”“Alice,” Megan pushed Alice’s chair back.“No!” Alice shrieked, “Meg, I am working.”“You need to stop. Everyone is waiting for you.”“I have to finish the presentation for tomorrow. I still have a meeting at two.”“Alice, this is your birthday, and you promised you would be done by eleven. It’s fifteen minutes after twelve. Cancel the meeting.”“I can't,” Ali
Vincent was running late. He was thinking over one thing. His gift to Alice. He was not sure if he still was going to go over with it. He had been sure when he organized everything, but now he was doubtful. Vincent wasn’t sure about the flowers he was holding, either. It seemed obvious and overkill. The flowers were too much. Vincent had decided to lose the flowers. He slapped the bouquet of white roses on her sister’s chest. Katy was startled and looked at him, taking off her one AirPod from her ear. “What are you doing?” she asked. “Hold the flowers. You can give them to her when we arrive.” “No,” she refused, “You got her these flowers. I’m not giving them to her.” “Do as I say and take the damn flowers,” Vincent added just as the elevator opened. “Vincent,” Katy hissed, holding the flowers walking behind him. “There are plenty of flowers around.” Vincent looked at her sister. “Put them somewhere. You don’t have to give them to her.” “I’ll give them to her,” Katy scowled, “a
Vincent was in his apartment getting ready to fly to Cape Town with Natalia as soon as she was done with her meeting. Vincent has always been a silent partner. Natalia was the one who ran the show. He didn’t do much legwork. All he did was only shows face when it is absolutely necessary Vincent initially never wanted to be a part of this whole foundation but Natalia never stopped. She talked about the foundation even through all his treatments. He heard her talk about opening a foundation that helps people. Some who were like him, wanting to go through this alone but also for people with no means to have their families with them because of finances. Her heart was in the right place and he funded her just so she could shut up about it but she had roped her too. The company was much his as it was hers. Her foundation was birthed because of him. “Vincent,” Katy shouted, “Are you home?” Vincent sighed and walked out of his bedroom. “Hey,” Vincent closed his door, “Why are you here?”
“Knock Knock,” Megan knocked on Alice’s open office. “Hey,” Alice looked up smiling, “Didn’t expect you here until later,” Alice went back to looking down at her phone. “My meeting was pushed and decided to pop in now,” Megan added walking to have a seat, “Who are you talking to?” “Vin,” “Oh?” Megan hummed, “You are back to calling him Vin?” “What?” Alice shrugged, placing her phone down. “You were with Simon a week ago and now you are chatting with Vin,” Megan said his name with air quotes. “You are the one who invited them both to my birthday,” “I did but you are not seriously going to be that girl, are you?” “What girl?” Alice frowned. “The girl who will repeat history and end up losing both men forever.” Megan gave Alice a pointed look. “I’m not,” Megan narrowed her eyes at her friend, “I. Am. Not.” Alice sighed, “And besides Simon and I spent a weekend together and nothing happened.” “Alice, you were grinning and told me you had a great time. You guys talked and you
The romantic phase Simin and Alice had been in was over and they were both back with the outside words. Simon dropped Alice at her house and went to his club to check a few things before he went to see his mother, as he had promised her yesterday. “He is alive,” Alan looked up at him as he walked in. “Don’t you have a house of your own?” Simon glared at his friend. “For someone who spent two nights with a woman. I would have expected better,” Alan shook his head, “And you should thank me.” “Why?” Simon scoffed. “Why do you look like you were not laid?” “What do you want from me?” Simon raised his brow, looking tired. “A thank you for starters would be nice,” Alan placed his phone in his pocket. “You owe me that much.” “You have free alcohol and access to this place,” Simon added, walking away. Alan jumped and ran in front of his friend and carefully stared at him. “Did Al reject you?” “Her name is Alice, not Al,” Simon sidestepped and moved again. “Oh man. I’ll make you som
Alice groaned when someone shook her. She stirred, but the male laughter made her open her eyes. She jerked her body up, revealing her naked upper body. She quickly pulled the sheets over herself and closed her eyes and sighed. “Good morning,” Simon chuckled. “Morning,” Alice yawned, hiding her face behind her hair. “Alice,” Simon moved closer to her, “Why are you hiding?” “Shit,” Alice sprung up, pulling the sheets, “I’m late.” Simon grabbed Alice and pulled her back to his chest. “Are you trying to use this as an escape and run?” “No,” Alice scoffed, “I’m late. I have a meeting.” “It’s Saturday.” “I know, but I have a meeting,” “Hmm,” Simon spun Alice around and pulled her hair away from her face, “Open your eyes,” Alice shook her head, “Look at me, Al.” Simon calling her Al again made Alice look at him. His gray eyes held mischief. “I know the first time we were together you ran away from me?” “I’m not running,” Alice whispered. “Then why are you avoiding my gaze?” h
Simon didn't expect to be pulled close to Alice by Knox and Tristan. He had a fair idea of what was happening, since Alice had explained the game to him once when they were at Knox's party years ago, but he was confused because the options were drinking or a forfeit fee. "What is happening?" he asked. "Kiss me for one minute and save me." Alice pleaded with Simon. "How much do you need to pay?" Simon asked. "Nice try." Knox patted his shoulder. "We are not making it easier for her. She has to drink or kiss someone for a minute." Tristan spoke. "Not my wife," Riley added. "I have a meeting at seven," Alice smiled at him awkwardly. "If you can't, I can ask someone." At the mention of someone else, Simon leaned to Alice's level and kissed her. It was a fiery kiss. Their tongues were at odds with each other. It wasn't supposed to feel like this. It was an addicting kiss that wouldn't be quenched in a minute. He needed more. She needed more. "Okay," Megan pulled Simon back, "It's
Alice enjoyed dancing to Perfect by Ed Sheeran the most that they danced to the song more than once. It had been perfect to be in his arms and slow dancing like there was no tomorrow. Alice forgot all her worries and only saw their moment. Her heart was pounding, and she was grinning and happy."Who knew you could be such a gentleman?" Alice looked up at Vincent."If you see me as one, that means I did my job right," he murmured, the response making Alice feel mush."Do we really have to go back?" Alice pouted."Your family and friends are waiting for you. I believe they still have more thing in store for you."Alice scoffed. "They want me drunk.""They mean well," Vincent grinned.Alice pouted but swayed around with Vincent, feeling like she was teleported to cloud nine. She was glad Vincent remembered one of her wishful thinking and brought it to life. They had dinner, ate her favorite food in the entire world, and danced together. If Alice was to drop dead now. She would go with a
Vincent had only been teasing Alice by reading her diary. He didn't expect it to lead to this. Alice was straddling her and leaned close. His mind had misread the situation because she had gone for the kill.This was not a drill. The kiss was happening. Alice had pressed her lips on him and he stopped acting like everything about today was merely him giving Alice the best memorable birthday. They were kissing, and this was not part of the plan.Did he care?Hell no. Vincent grabbed the back of Alice's neck and took over the kiss. The need and want were visible from the way their tongues moved. Thing were going too fast. "Wait?" Vincent quickly stood and moved Alice across from him, his heart pounding. He quickly went to have a seat to hide his friction. Alice's mouth was swollen, and she was looking at him in confusion and he understood her unasked question.Why stop? He didn't want to stop, but he had to. As much as he wanted to pull away from the table setting and take her on the
Alice had been tipsy for a long time to really care about anything. This was her birthday, and she was open to many things. Vincent sweeping her away life a princess to a mysterious castle was making her skin tingle. They were too close and acting very casual. Alice didn't mind at all. She was excited and very curious."Are we there yet?" she asked.The afro beats music she was listening to were groovy, but she wanted to know where she was going. Vincent didn't answer her. Her senses were misfiring because of the way Vincent was holding her. She didn't know where he was taking her, but her stomach was doing somersaults. She wiggles and held Vincent's neck closer. Her heart rate went up."Vincent?" Alice called him.He had been calm before, but now his heart was pounding. Alice felt a shift from him before she was placed on something soft. She was tempted to take the blindfold off, but took a deep breath. She trusted Vincent. It could also be the alcohol giving her the courage to see w
Vincent was running late. He was thinking over one thing. His gift to Alice. He was not sure if he still was going to go over with it. He had been sure when he organized everything, but now he was doubtful. Vincent wasn’t sure about the flowers he was holding, either. It seemed obvious and overkill. The flowers were too much. Vincent had decided to lose the flowers. He slapped the bouquet of white roses on her sister’s chest. Katy was startled and looked at him, taking off her one AirPod from her ear. “What are you doing?” she asked. “Hold the flowers. You can give them to her when we arrive.” “No,” she refused, “You got her these flowers. I’m not giving them to her.” “Do as I say and take the damn flowers,” Vincent added just as the elevator opened. “Vincent,” Katy hissed, holding the flowers walking behind him. “There are plenty of flowers around.” Vincent looked at her sister. “Put them somewhere. You don’t have to give them to her.” “I’ll give them to her,” Katy scowled, “a