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I’m sitting in my office trying to sort through the paperwork. It’s been three days since Brandi opened up to me, as I’ve been doing everything I can to ensure she knows how much I love her. One of those things is visiting her office every day, well that’s more for my benefit than hers. I smile. Just thinking of her makes me so happy. I can’t wait to get this day over. I review the last document, sign in, drop it on the pile, and press the intercom.“Jill, I’m finished.”" Okay, I’ll come to get them.”I stand up and grab my jacket as she walks through the door.“In a rush?”“Yeah, I have plans.”“On the 17th floor?”She asks with a knowing smirk. I had been going up there every chance I get, but after yesterday Brandi banned me from coming until the day was over.“I’m not answering that; send the files,” I reply.“Do youGianna Two hours ago I walk out of the closet with a necklace in my hand and head over to Carlos, who is on the bed watching tv. “Babe help me?” “Huh?”He looks up and sees the necklace " Oh, sure thing, babe.” He says. He jumps up from the bed, takes it from my hand, and places it around my neck. He spends a couple of seconds fastening it. “Done.” “Thanks, sweet—-” Chills run through my body as his warm lips touch my neck. “Baby,” I moan softly, wanting to give in but know I can’t. I shift slightly, hoping he stops. “Babe, I have to meet Br
Brandi I pull the phone from my ears after hanging up with him. My heart was in shreds because of how hurt and desperate he sounded. He’s probably thinking I’m running from dealing with him and Gianna, and perhaps if this complication hadn’t shown up, I might have. But he’s here, I can’t believe it, but every time I look to my left, he’s sitting beside me. Cole is the one person I never wanted to see again more than even Colin. I feel a storm of emotions raging through me. I shouldn’t have gotten in the car. I should have to him to get him. I should have run away, but I couldn’t. “Where are you taking me?”My words break the silence in the car. He glances over with that smile that used to bring me so much warmth in that cold house. “You’ll see, we’re almost there.” “You’ve been saying that for the past twenty minutes.”
I stare in horror as he repeats the words. So that is why Cole rarely speaks to me because of Colin. I clench my fist, irritated. Who does he think he is? “Do you understand?” He asks Cole. My angry flares. How dare he think he can tell him not to talk to me? “Answer me!” He shouts, and at that moment, I decide I can no longer stand idly by. I push the door open. Colin’s eyes open wide when he sees me, but he quickly recovers, and his angry scowl turns to a sweet smile. “Brandi, what are you doing in here?” I ignore his question and glare at him. “What are you doing?” I ask. “Oh, nothing. Cole and I were just playing, right Cole..” He grabs him by his shoulder. Cole flinches and averts his eyes. “Right, just playing,” Cole says. “Liar. I heard everything you said. You don’t own me, Colin, so you can’t tell me who to play with. “I grab Cole and try to pull him, but he won’t move. “Co
I awake to the smell of smoke. I jump up from the bed. I have to save mom and dad. I run down the hallway, but the entrance to their wing is already in flames. “Mom! Dad! Mom! Dad! Don’t leave me! Don’t leave me. Take me with you!!!” I cry out, but they don’t answer. I sob. I’m going to be alone. I don’t want to live like this. I don’t want to live with Uncle Theo. It’s better for me to die. I stand and take slow steps towards the fire. Suddenly, I feel myself shaking, and when I open my eyes, Cole is holding me. I look at him, stunned, wondering why he’s here, but feeling overwhelmed, I ignore that and throw my hands around him and cry. This isn’t a dream. My parents are dead, and I might as well be all alone. “Grandma is getting out tomorrow so that you can go home.” Cole says as he comforts me. I exhale, feeling relieved as I bury my face in his chest. Grandma wasn’t my mother and father, but at least I wouldn’t be around Carmen and
Giovanni If you had asked me six months ago whether I think I would fall in love again. I would have said no. I didn’t know love would ever compare to my first, and I was never interested in trying to find one, no matter how much Gianna pressed me to find someone. I was content with my bachelor’s lifestyle and believed it would stay that way. Then she slipped into my bed and my heart. And now I can’t imagine a life without her in it. A life without loving her, kissing her, and making love to her is something I don’t want to experience, not after we’ve found each other. I look down at her as she lies naked beneath me, smiling. I press a kiss on her lips and then another, and another until we find a rhythm, and now we’re making out. I sigh as we melt into each other; nothing can be as perfect as this moment. Once the kiss breaks, I hover over her, my lips barely grazing hers as I stare into her eyes. She meets my gaze with a look filled with both love an
Four days later “Jillian, where are the files for the Levou Property?” I press the receiver and ask as I look through folders on my desk. “On your desk.” “If it were on my desk, I would see it,” I growl, annoyed, still searching for it with my right hand. “I put it on your desk this morning.” She says. “Well, I can’t find it. You know we start construction in a week. I need to review the new blueprint.” I shuffle through papers on my desk, looking for them. She sighs on the receiver, and then a couple of minutes later, my door opens. I look up as she enters my office and heads towards me. She moves a couple of files around. “I’m telling you it’s not there--” I pause as she hands it to me. “Here it is.” “Thank you.” I take it and skip through it. I can feel her eyes on me as I review the blueprint. “If you have something to say. Spit it out. Don’t just stand there.” I have kn
Ring, Ring, Ring. I grab my phone, thinking it’s her calling back, but when I look at the name, it’s William. I frown and pick up. “What?” “Is that how you greet your best friend? I’m hurt.” “Best friend? How many best friends you know trying to sleep with their friend’s woman?” “Quite a few.” “Goodbye.” He laughs. “Chill, I have moved on from Brandi.” “Then why are you calling her about your new spot? “ “Because she is good at what she does, great actually. I wanted a similar feeling, so I called her. You can relax. I know she only wants your old ass.” I frown, not buying his answer but deciding I’ll let it slide since I want to ask him about the search for that woman. “I’ll trust you, but if she tells me otherwise, I’ll shoot you. Now tell me, did you contact her?” He laughs. “Bros before h—you know what, I value my life too much. About the woman, I reached out; that’s why I’m calling. She’s at
Brandi With my eyes closed, I try to focus on that memory again to remember what happened the night my parents died. Since seeing Cole again, the dream about that night keeps reoccurring. Yet, I can’t remember much, only waking up to the smell of smoke. So I invited Cole over to see if he could help jog my memory since he was the catalyst. I haven’t quite forgiven him for that night and how he left, but I understand his reasons. I inhale, trying to remember what happened after I woke. I know I tried looking for my parents, but what else happened? How did I make it out when my parents did not? What happened that night? Five minutes pass, and still nothing. I frown and open my eyes. “This isn’t working. I announce out loud,” We’ve been at trying for hours, but I haven’t been able to recall anything new. “I’m sorry, I’m not helping. I don’t remember that night either because I slept through most of it. I woke up when you were already in th
BrandiI sit in the chair waiting for the make-up artist to finish her work as my heart thunders in my chest. This is it. I’m getting married—I glance at the clock. Twenty minutes. I have been prodded, plunked, and tucked all morning, and now all I have to do is put on my dress and walk down the aisle to the man I love.“You’re still doing her make-up?” G asks as the door opens with a bang and she comes rushing in. She has been in a frenzy since this morning.“Hey, G. You look amazing,” I say as I admire the champagne, maid of honor dress she’s wearing. She stops and grins, then twirls to give me the full picture.“Don’t I—-wait. Don’t change the subject. Why is she still doing your make-up? It’s almost time.”“I asked her to change the eye shadow to something lighter,” I explain.“Oh, but we only have eighteen minutes.”“I’m almost done.” The make-up artist states.G paces back and forth. “How soon is almost? We only have seventeen minutes, and we need to get her dress on and do last
Meanwhile Brandi I pull the covers tight and reach for a handful of popcorn as I focus on the TV. After cleaning yesterday, I have been flipping between crying and watching movies and TV shows. Except for two hours today, G convinced to me get my hair done because the wedding is tomorrow. I hope it is tomorrow, but I’m still uncertain what will happen because I haven’t spoken to Tes since I told him he has until Sunday to figure it out. I don’t know what he’s thinking, even suggesting postponing the wedding. How could he think I need more time? I’m so angry and hurt, I want to hate him. I should hate him right now for putting me through this, but I can’t. I miss him. I ache for his arms holding me. I miss his smile in the morning. I miss our family. I sniff as tears stain my cheeks. “Are you okay? Do you need anything? Ice Cream?” Gia asks, pushing the tub of butter pecan to me. I sigh and grab the spoon and take a big bite. “Better?” I nod before taking another bite. “Your father
GiannaI pull in through the gate and look around, stunned at the lawn covered in furniture. What is all this? I wonder as I park the car. Are they moving? Neither Dad nor B said anything before this. I slip out of the car and grab my purse before heading to the door when I see Martha approaching.“Ms. Gia.” She says, smiling when she sees me.“Hey, Martha. Are Papi and B moving?”She shakes her head. “Mrs. Caputo woke up this morning, asked us to move the furniture outside, and started cleaning.” She explains.Mrs. Who? I furrow my brows when I realize she is talking about B. I guess she will be Mrs. Caputo in a couple of days. It feels so strange for her to marry Papi, but now I’m okay with it. Happy even, since he makes her happy, and they gave me two of the cutest brothers in the world. I smile, thinking of their chubby cheeks.“Ms. Gia?” Martha calls, pulling me from my thoughts.“Oh, B asked you to move them out?” She nods.“She was in a frenzy this morning about getting the hou
Brandi Twenty minutes ago I examine the sample of Birch wood on my desk. I like it, but I’m not in love with it like I am with the soft maple. I sigh. Why did the supplier have a shortage of the only wood I like? Well, it doesn’t matter. I have to choose one of these before the call. Shannon likes the ash, but ash is not durable enough and I want people to pass these on to their kids, not throw them out. I need another opinion. Maybe I should have had Tes stop by with dinner and help me decide. I pick up my phone to call him but hesitate when I remember how tired he was today. Tes is already stretched thin with taking care of the boys, last-minute wedding prep, and getting his company ready for his absence during our honeymoon. Although he never complains, I’m sure he is exhausted. His only being able to have sex once last night is proof. That man never falls asleep before going at it at least twice. It’s a good thing this project is almost complete. Once we’re done with picking th
I need to find a doctor, but how do I do it on such short notice? I pull out my phone to call Jorge my assistant.“Good Morning Boss. Are you coming into the office today?”“No. Jorge, I need a doctor.”“Oh, for what? Is Mrs, okay? My nephews?” He says, reacting as his usual dramatic self.“Fenice is fine, and so are the boys. I pulled my back last night and need to get it checked out. Can you find me a doctor? I need it today.”“I will be right on it.”“Thank you.”“You know. I had a problem once. I was in Colorado when my boyfriend at the time got a little rough. He was hitting it from the back. He can be a little rough.”“Jorge, is there a point to this story?”“oh right. So my back gave out. We were snowed in so I couldn’t see a doctor. I did yoga for two days. My back felt brand new by the time we left.”“So you’re saying I should try yoga?”“Exactly. I bet it will have you feeling brand new or you can go see those pill pushers who’ll pump you full of drugs and overcharge you.” I
GiovanniWilliam pulls into the driveway and sighs. We chased her as far as the traffic cameras could track, but we eventually reached a dead end when she took a back road with no cameras. She’s smart. I give her that and she is also striking to look at. I can see why William is enamored with her beauty, even though she is a thief.“What did she say to you?”“Huh?” I furrow my brows.“Brandi said she found you two together. Did she try to sleep with you?” He asks through clenched teeth. I can tell the thought of that pisses him off.“She walked in and pretended to be lost, then she fainted so I would catch her. I told her to drop the act and Fenice walked in. I don’t know if she would have tried.” My voice trails off as I see him getting noticeably angrier.“Don’t worry. You’ll find her.”“How many men will she have fucked and used by then?” His eyes flash angrily.“What does it matter?”“They are touching something that’s mine—” His voice trails off when he realizes what he’s saying.
I push the stroller towards the store about to go meet Amber and G, who invited herself last minute when she called this morning. “B.” I hear her call from behind. I turn slightly and see her coming fast, waving. “You brought them!” She squeals after seeing the stroller. “You wanted to see them. Here you go.” I push the stroller towards her and hand her their bag. “What’s all this?” “You asked me to bring them, so you’re going to look after them. I’m here to shop. Boys, your big sister will take care of you. Be nice.” I say, blowing each a kiss and then heading through the door of Hermes. “Wait. I don’t know.” I hear her behind me. “B, you can’t do this.” I sigh as she struggles to open the door while pushing the stroller. I roll my eyes and walk back to the door and hold it open while she pushes it inside. “Why didn’t you bring one of the nannies?” “They are off on weekends when Tes and I are free. You wanted me to bring them, so you’re the nanny today.” “What? All I wanted t
Brandi“Tes come on.” I fold my arms as I wait for him to exit the car. We went shopping, and he agreed we would each pick an outfit we wanted the other to wear and we get to choose the occasion it would be worn. He picked out a white dress and a matching lingerie set. The dress is to be worn to his birthday dinner next Tuesday and the lingerie for tonight. I picked an outfit for our date in the park. Dark washed jeans, a tight-fitting t-shirt with a black leader jacket, and combat boots. He has been complaining since he stepped out of the dressing room, but a deal is a deal. “Tes, come on,” I call again, growing impatient.“I don’t think is a good idea. I should go home and change.” He says, still sitting in the car.“We made a deal. You picked my dress and that string you want me wearing tonight. If you want to see me wear that tonight, come out of the car.” He frowns as he steps. I smile as I look at him. He does not know how good he looks, but I’m sure he’ll turn a few heads.“I
Brandi I take a sip of the shot, trying to pace myself because I already feel a little too good, and I know I’m on my way to being drunk for the first time in my life. I look at the shot and then watch as Gianna downs another one. Tonight reminds me of high school when she would get wasted, so I would have to take care of her. I guess some things never change. I put the glass down on the bar top. “No, no, no. What are you doing?” “I have already had five. You’re on your seventh.” “Eight. I brought you here to get drunk and party our asses off.” “One of us needs to stay sober and make sure nothing happens.” “We’re in Uncle Williams’ club surrounded by security. Nothing will happen.” “You never know-” “B, he’s gone. You can relax.” She says as she picks up and hands me the shot. She doesn’t say another word, instead; she turns back to the bar and orders more shots. I look at the shot in my hand as her words play in my head. I know she is talking about Colin. It’s true that in th