The contract had been signed. Zara clutched it in one hand and steadied Cecil, who could barely walk, with the other. They followed James out of the lounge.Peering down the hallway, James did not spot Yosef. He scratched his head and looked back at Zara. "You guys okay?""Yeah, we're good. Thanks, Mr. Sate," Zara said with heartfelt gratitude. She could have handled those last two drinks, but it would have been rough. James had truly saved her.For the first time, James was on the receiving end of Zara's earnest gaze, and it made him a little sheepish. He flashed her a grin, one of his pointy canines showing. "Don't mention it. Just think about taking that job offer, okay?"Zara promised she would consider it.She turned down James' offer to get a ride for them, and with Cecil leaning on her, Zara headed out first.Feeling the warm glow of being thanked for a good deed, James strolled back to his own private room. There was a spring in his step.Yosef was just lounging there wh
The three women settled into the back seat, while Yosef rode shotgun.Zara had no other option but to cancel her ride.Beatrice had offered them a lift, and they had actually taken her up on it, leaving her feeling super awkward.She was just trying to flaunt her status, sure that Zara would not accept the ride. That plan totally backfired.Still, she felt a twinge of pride knowing that Yosef had invited Zara into the car at her behest.The car hummed to life and started moving.Beatrice's mind wandered back to the bond Zara and Yosef shared over the years. She could not resist a quick glance in the rearview mirror. Yosef, riding shotgun, had shut his eyes and was pretending to be asleep.He was clearly not in the mood to deal with anyone. Beatrice let out a quiet sigh of relief.Silence filled the car. Nobody was talking. Cecil, however, could not keep it in any longer.She might not be a fan of Yosef, but she disliked Beatrice even more. She was the homewrecker, the one who
The driver, well aware of Yosef's preferences, silently rolled up the window. That cut off any chance for the pair in the back seat to listen in.Zara pulled her hand back, putting up a wall between them. "I wouldn't want to trouble you, Mr. Webb."Yosef was just as cold. "Like you haven't been a bother before?"Zara could not recall a single time she'd been a nuisance to him, but she was too drained to argue. "Whatever it was, our thing... is over now."Yosef's voice dripped with sarcasm. "Our thing? What exactly is 'our thing'?"Right then, Zara was beyond tired. Beatrice did not want her anywhere near Yosef, and the feeling was mutual.His presence alone made her feel like she was suffocating."Mr. Webb, I'm still feeling sick to my stomach. I can't stand the thought of being in a car right now. We're close enough to my home, so I'll walk. Could you just drop Cecil off at the front of the neighborhood?"Yosef, never one to coddle or have much patience, cut to the chase. "Are
Zara's eyes fluttered open to the morning light, her head pounding from the hangover. She moaned in discomfort.Then, a cool, detached voice said, "There's water on the nightstand to your left."Was that Yosef?She snapped her eyes open to find Yosef lounging in a chair by the bed. His legs were crossed, and his eyes were on her."Mr. Webb, what are you doing here?" She glanced around, realizing she was in a hospital with an IV drip hooked to her arm. Confusion set in. "What happened to me?"Yosef replied, his voice even, "Do you not remember anything from last night?""I remember I drank too much and got drunk. I felt sick to my stomach, and my gut hurt a lot. I was a complete mess, but I figured crashing at home would do the trick. Was a trip to the hospital really necessary?”She had a sinking feeling. "What else is wrong with me?"Yosef looked at her with an unreadable expression. "You had a miscarriage."Zara froze, then felt her heart drop like a stone.She was already
After Zara’s IV was finished, the nurse took out the needle. Zara grabbed her phone to answer Cecil's text asking how she was.Cecil was at work. For someone with a normal job, getting time off was not easy.Zara texted back that she was all good and heading home, though she really felt like sleeping more. The nurse was not hurrying her, so she let her eyes fall shut.She woke up around noon to her phone ringing. "Who's this?"The caller sounded annoyed. "Zara, it's me. Why do you always ask who's calling? Don't you have my number saved?""Mr. Sate?""That's right!""Sorry about that, Mr. Sate. I just haven't saved it yet.""Ah, don't sweat it! I'm not one to fuss. Just add it when you can." James seemed really keen on Zara. "We can chat whenever you're bored."Zara replied, "Sure. Was there something you needed, Mr. Sate?""Hey, just checking in on you. You had quite a few drinks last night. Are you feeling okay?""I'm good, really. Thanks for thinking of me, Mr. Sate.""G
Zara ate her dinner in silence. She made up her mind to steer clear of James from now on to dodge awkward run-ins with Yosef.James offered to drive her home after dinner, and Zara did not turn him down.While in the car, she added James' contact number. She also checked out the post Beatrice had talked about.It was way too misleading.As they pulled up to her building, Zara spoke up, "Mr. Sate, could you take down that post?"James was puzzled. "Why should I delete it?""It's not appropriate. It could lead to misunderstandings.""Really? I thought it was pretty cool."Zara, calm but firm, pressed on, "It's better to remove it."With a sigh, James grabbed his phone. "Fine, fine. If you want it gone, it's gone. I'll do as you say."Zara thanked him. "I appreciate it, Mr. Sate."With the post now deleted, James' mood lifted. "How about we grab dinner tomorrow night?"Zara unbuckled her seatbelt. "Mr. Sate, I've given it a lot of thought, and that job you mentioned isn't the
James had taken the reins of his family's business empire, and his dad saw the upcoming birthday bash as the perfect chance to introduce him to the company's allies.Sure, James could round up a whole squad of dates if he needed to, but none of his usual crowd of models and social media stars were suited for the cutthroat corporate scene. He was not about to mess up his big debut, which was exactly why he needed Zara by his side.Everyone in the industry knew Zara was the top secretary at Azure Cloud Group. She was in a league of her own when it came to getting the job done.Zara mulled it over for a hot second before sighing. "Mr. Sate, you've got yourself a deal. I'll be your plus one and get you through this event. After that, we'll be even." "Deal!"...James was too psyched to keep the news under wraps. The moment Zara gave him the thumbs-up, he bolted to the bar where his crew was hanging out to spill the beans."Ms. Lowry is on board!" he announced.Ophite raised an e
Zara subtly shifted to the side, putting a little more space between her and that piercing gaze.James showed up just in time to escort her. Zara took his arm without hesitation, and they strolled away together.As she walked, her bare back was on display. Her shoulder blades and the dip of her waist were peeking out. Her movements were graceful and alluring without making a sound.Beatrice could not ignore Yosef's lingering stare and instinctively glanced down at herself.She was slender too, but in a way that lacked presence. To put it nicely, she had the air of a schoolgirl.The gown Yosef had chosen for her was a chic, youthful design from a high-end collection. It was an off-the-shoulder chiffon number with diamond and floral embellishments that gave off a fairy tale vibe.She had felt beautiful in it at first, but when she compared herself to Zara, she suddenly felt plain and uninspired.Especially when she caught that predatory look in Yosef's eyes—the kind that made her