GregYup, it was Jeremiah, and I was in his house.How did that happen again?The memory hit me all of a sudden.Me drinking myself to a stupor last night.A face looking oddly familiar—it must have been Jeremiah—and me ranting to the person.God. I couldn't believe I had done that after so many incidents with him already."Are you okay?" He asked as I stood up, and I rubbed a hand over my face. "Yes. So sorry for the inconvenience. I'll leave now.""I made coffee, though. You sure you don't want some?" He folded his arms and smiled. Okay, tempting, but...But nothing.I ended up in his kitchen before I could even convince myself out of it.Wow, his place was pretty cool.Masculine.Expensive also, I'll say, but he sure did look like he came from money."Your place looks nice." He looked up from the mug he was pouring coffee into and smiled. "Yeah, thanks.""You must get that a lot."He cocked an eyebrow. "Are you asking if I bring over other guys who also think the place is cool?"
Jeremiah "He's not my boyfriend, Mum."At least not yet."Oh, soon then."I shrugged and sat down by my kitchen island."I don't know. Maybe. Maybe not.""Why? What is the matter?" She asked as she placed the things she had brought over in the fridge.I glanced at her when she drew over a stool to sit beside me after."I don't know... I just... I don't know what he's thinking.""Like how?"I shrugged, "I don't know."One moment, he's apologizing for God knows what; the next, he's smiling with me and pulling me in to kiss.I would be lying if I said I'm not confused."Then ask him.""Huh?""Ask him what he's thinking. It can't be that hard.""It is. At least for me. Did I forget to mention that he's my subordinate in the office?"Oh really?" I rolled my eyes as hers began to twinkle with mischief."Don't do that.""What?""That. That smile or smirk. Whatever it is."She shrugged and folded her arms. "I'm not doing anything. I just think it's cute, but you know what? You don't have to
Greg The pop-up store was exactly like what we envisioned when we got there.Cobalt blue and yellow to give off that edgy but friendly vibe for the collection, and there was the runway, which was placed directly in the middle of the hall.There was a photo booth area, a try-on area, mannequins and racks, and a workshop area.I turned to Jeremiah to see him already looking at me and cocked an eyebrow. "What?""What do you think?""Oh. It's great. Exactly what we came up with."He nodded, "Just what I thought.""Mr. Stone." The event organizer, who we had employed for this sole purpose, called to us when she finished talking to a lady who walked away now, and we both turned to her."Mrs. Hutchins." Jeremiah replied. "Wasn't expecting you here...""Yeah, just thought I'd check in. How is it going?""Great. Everything has been put in place, just remaining the models and clothes, which would be displayed on the racks and mannequins over there."She pointed to them."Hmm. And backstage?"
Kael"Hm."I took a look at myself in the mirror and assessed my new appearance.Blonde hair, long now, not short.Black-rimmed glasses that were settled nicely on my face and a light stubble.I turned my head from side to side and nodded towards the man in the corner.Sebastian Hayes, who is to help me with my assignment here. He is part of the Mancini group."It will work."He nodded, "Good.""You can go then." He said to the salon staff, who immediately left and closed the door behind him, and he handed me a tab when we were left alone."Your schedule for the week.""A visit to the gallery. A meeting with the gallery curator. Then a trip to New York for an auction.""Yes."I gave him back the tab."Can't someone else do that?""What? Going to the auction?" I nodded."We need to show your credibility to everyone as an art dealer. The exhibition is to get the gallery properly introduced into the society; then we can proceed with the intricacies that will help with our assignment her
GregI have a lot of things coming up.The pop-up event in a few days on Monday, the housewarming party with Jeremiah's family a day before that, and then, another project for my course at the institute. This time written.Yet, I still managed to think about a certain asshole.It could be the freaking weather news, a coffee from the coffee shop, or even a random guy wearing a hoodie on the streets, which shouldn't remind me of him, but it did, and I hate that.It was quite annoying."Greg!" The voices of my friends, Bella and Lyra, brought me out of my reverie as I stood in the middle of the office lounge staring at the TV there, and I sipped the coffee I had been holding."Sorry guys, I was just uhm..." Thinking about an asshole"... doing something."Lyra sighed, "Okay, so what should I do?""What?""She's thinking of telling Adrian on their anniversary that is coming up." Bella replied on her behalf."Oh. Right. I mean, why not? It's a good surprise.""Exactly what I said." Bella
GregAdrian was already in the hotel, La Vita Eterna, when I got to its lobby, and he gestured towards the elevator, which we both got into immediately."Thank you for deciding to help me today.""Of course. It's for Lyra, so sure.""How was she when you left?""Calm." She had been pretty occupied with the shopping, which she insisted we do even though she already had a bunch of clothes early this morning, and I had excused myself a few hours later to come here."Really?""Yes. She's getting prepared for your anniversary too.""Oh, great. What do you think?" He asked once we stepped out into an open space.It was the rooftop with a single table and two chairs in the midst of it.The fuck?There were flowers also, candles, a freaking red carpet, and a whole kitchen counter beside the table setting."What is going on?" I glanced at Adrian to see him staring at me intently, and he raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? Is it too small?""Small?"You must be kidding me.First of all, luxu
GregThe idea kept building up in my head even after that night.Fuck him out of my system.Would it really work?I mean, there could even be the possibility that he wouldn't be good in bed, so why not?Okay, I think he would be good.He's always so... He just seems like someone who would be a good f..."Greg!"Oh fuck!I turned in my seat to see a colleague, Hunter, holding some papers, and he handed them to me, "The final report. Mr. Stone told you to bring it.""Right. Thanks."I stood up from my seat immediately to go deliver the report, and I paused in my steps when I opened his door to see him buttoning down his shirt.He looked taken aback too."S-sorry." I had forgotten to knock."No, it's fine. Come in. I stained this with that, and that's why I'm doing this..."He smiled as he pointed to the cup that was on his desk, and I took a seat after shutting the door behind me.It's crazy how we were still awkward around ourselves after we had kissed a few times."Give me a minute."
Kael"Weather forecast for the day. Heavy downpour is expected in the following areas today: Carrer de la Llum, Plaça del Sol Blau, and Carrer del Sol. Citizens are advised to take their umbrellas, suit up, and..."I picked up the remote on the table to turn off the TV, then turned to face the floor-to-ceiling mirror that was in my room, quite shaken up.I tried to think of various things.The success of the exhibition.The artwork we had successfully purchased.The rain...No, I shouldn't think about that.I rubbed my hands together and stuffed them into my pocket once I was done knotting my tie."Mr. Clarke."Right.I stepped out of the room and into the hallway where Sebastian stood."We're going to be late.""Let's hurry up then.""How are things at the gallery?" I asked when we got into my car outside, and he handed me a tab right before starting the car."The artworks have been placed as we agreed, and the gallery is ready to be opened.""Great," I said as I took a look at the p
Quinn Three months later,The plane came to a stop in New York exactly twelve hours after I boarded it from our private airstrip in Sicily, and I got out of the plane with one of our agents when we got the go-ahead from the pilot to stand up.I headed straight for the car that was waiting for us a few feet away from the plane with the doors open.He started the engine once we both got in and drove away."Is everyone in position?""Yes ma'am." I took out my tab to view some critical information."And the location?""Secure. Target hasn't arrived yet."It was another agent from the parameter that replied through the devices in our ears.I pulled back my sleeve to check the time only to realize that both of us were actually late.I had said 7 pm, but it was already five minutes past.At least I had a reason; I wondered what his would be."Target has arrived." I heard an agent say a few minutes before we arrived at our location, and the guy with me, Lucas, came over to my side to help me
BellaThe guilt for the next few days kept killing me as Matteo and Quinn arranged the ceremony week for his burial, and I tried to get past it to function in some way.The visitors kept pouring in after that.The associates and intimate clients of the business. The family and friends that I didn't quite know about and my grandparents, who had made it known that they had a grudge against him, even though they denied that. Then there were my friends and Adrian.I collapsed into Lyra's arms when she pulled me in for a hug."I'm so sorry, dear."Greg did the same, patting my back like he did sometimes and I did my best not to start crying again.Yes, I had known him for such a short time, but that time had impacted me so much; it felt like I had known him forever.I pulled away from their hugs and sniffed when they had squeezed me long and hard enough.They led me to my room upstairs."It just happened, you know." I still couldn't believe it.There hadn't been any warning. No sign that h
BellaThe first place we stopped at was Teatro Massimo, an opera house in Palermo that holds performances every once in a while.It had this huge historical structure that stretched over a space of land with pillars and statues that accentuated its history.I handed over the ticket Elisabetta had given me after that awkward silence to the officer that checked it.He checked Giovanni and Elisabetta's tickets too and let us through after that.She beamed for the first time after that conversation, "I'm so happy that we get to view a performance today. Your mom used to love these things."I pondered that statement.According to what Jose had told me about my mom, this felt very different from what she might have liked.We sat down at the front row seats, settling in just in time before the first performance started, and clapped with everyone when the lady finished.I wouldn't say it was bad or uninteresting; I actually felt myself getting interested as more performers came on stage to pr
BellaIt wasn't until the sun shone brightly on my face the next morning that I woke up, and I first got startled at how close Quinn was on the bed to me before remembering everything that had happened last night.Her story of how she had met Jose, then the kiss.I raised my hand to my lips slowly as if in remembrance of how hot the kiss had been and closed my eyes without thinking when she tossed slightly on the bed.Fuck.Why did I close my eyes?It's not like I had done anything wrong or was checking her out. I had just been...Totally checking her out.I paused the thoughts in my head when I heard nothing a second later. The bed was perfectly still too, and there was no sound from Quinn at all.Is she still asleep?I popped open to check that out and saw her staring at me, wide eyes open with a smile on her face."Did you really think I wouldn't notice you checking me out?"I stuttered, trying to get a hold of a sentence that wouldn't totally give me away.She pulled me back onto
Quinn I made my way to Jose's room straight when I got back to the house to find him still in the vegetative state I left him in while Riley took a nap beside him.Her body was bent at an abnormal angle as she must have tried to rest her head on the bed while still holding his hand, but at least she was fast asleep.I took a step further into the room and stared at both of them for a while.Well, Riley, to be honest.She just looked so... Stunning and peaceful, she looked right now with the moon shining across her features through the window outside.She moved her head slightly when I bent down beside her to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.She didn't wake up, though, thankfully, or I would have had to explain why I was so close to her face, staring into her eyes.I sighed and moved back, going to Jose's side to kiss his forehead, and I came back to his daughter's side to carry her up, bridal style, to her room.She immediately turned and gasped when she woke up in my arms."Ril
Quinn We got out of the car when we got to the entrance of Adrian's beautiful home, Gary handing the car key over to one of the valets that was outside the house, and they led us inside to a similar ballroom to that where Jose had held the handover for the function.It was slightly bigger, though, and had this large hanging tool—I'm guessing they use it to dangle traitors from the ceiling—but Juan wasn't there, so I had my doubts.I collected the glass of champagne that Gary passed to me from a waitress when we were fully in and took a sip of the place."Everyone is here. Even the fucking prime minister." I glanced around in the direction Gary signaled me in after a moment."Quinn..."We both turned surprised when a lady came to meet us.She shook my hand, "Flora Moretti. I saw you at the handover party."Right.I nodded, bending my head slightly to place a kiss on her palm.Gary was nowhere to be seen by the time I looked up."Nice to meet you properly.""Yeah. Word on the street sa
Quinn The doctor called me to the side the next day after checking Jose and made sure he was out of harm's way for now, and he sat opposite me in one of the private living rooms once we were alone."The treatments aren't doing much anymore. It's likely he might deteriorate badly once he wakes up.""How badly are we speaking of?""Memory loss. Leg and hand function. It's a miracle that all these haven't happened before."I felt my heart sink.He had said that before and anticipated this, but I still wasn't ready."Now, you can only stay by his side till the last day he takes his breath. I'm sorry."I shook my head, staring at nothing as he left, and I went back to his room, where he was in with Riley, after a few more minutes."What did the doctor say?"I didn't answer for a minute, pondering if I should break it all to her, but she already knew he was on his deathbed; I might as well tell her about the memory loss to prepare her for when it actually happens."He has deteriorated badl
Bella"So you were in the foster system, right?"I nodded at Elisabetta's question, grabbing a drink from the variety on the table to pour, and I shook my head at the maid that moved forward to help me pour it."It's okay. I can manage that myself."She nodded and moved back."How was it?"I pondered if I should tell them the truth or just let it all out, "Okay, but..."I felt Lyra and Greg's stares on me.They in fact knew how not-okay the system was to me."...abusive." I later completed my sentence, ignoring their stares."They abused you?"I glanced up startled when Elisabetta raised her voice."I mean, it happens to almost every child, except you're lucky. I've been known to not have such great luck, but it all turned out well. I took control of my life once I was eighteen and ended up going to college, where I met these two."They relaxed in their seats.Phew!You would think they were about to go murder every foster parent that ever raised their hands at me as a kid with the wa
BellaI popped my head into Jose's study two days later after the handover to see him huddled over his desk with Quinn.She averted her gaze when I stepped in properly."Riley..."I put on a smile that hid my awkwardness and nervousness around Quinn."I'm headed to Giovanni and Elisabetta's house now. Just wanted to inform you in case you would like to join us.""Nah..." He smiled, "...they wouldn't want to have me there anyway."Right, he had mentioned their beef with him because they blamed him for their daughter's death.I nodded and headed towards the door again, "Okay then. I'll be on my way.""Sure. Send my greetings to them.""Bye."I couldn't get out of there fast enough after that and sighed in my seat beside Lyra and Greg when we got into our car.It was a limo my parents had sent us."What is it?""Nothing." I replied immediately, grabbing a bottle of champagne from the minibar there, and I poured each of us a glass.Might as well get the dinner started before we got there.