BLAZE’S POV"You have a visitor, Sir," I heard her say as she opened the door to his office. I would have just brushed past her and gone in, but I decided not to. I still remembered basic etiquette, and I didn't fancy being unnecessarily rude. After all, the man I intended to speak with wasn't planning on running away. From the crack that wasn't filled with her slim frame, I could see him bent over a computer system, and it made me wonder why he wasn't sitting. "I'm busy. Let the person wait," he muttered.She shook her head as if he would see her. "He can't; it's CEO Blaze Griffin."I saw him stiffen before slowly standing straight. "Where?""Right here," I responded, and on cue, the lady stepped aside, causing me to strode in, leaning against the doorframe. "Hello, Dylan, it's been a long while."His eyes darted around the room, looking at everything except me. Gradually, the built-up anger curled within me. Ten years and this man was still as much of a coward as he had always bee
BLAZE’S POVAll I basically did was cast cursory looks through the files and reports she brought to me and offered her some pieces of advice. Clients pulling out was nothing new to me, and I knew how to manage that nicely. But the resources here were dwindling rapidly, and I could sense a loophole somewhere. It seemed like someone was using the absence of a true leader for his benefit. I told her as much, but when she asked how to manage that, I laughed."That's for you to figure out," I informed. "Point your fingers and investigate; I'm sure you'll come up with something interesting.""I hadn't noticed," she told me, and I rolled my eyes. It was plain to anyone with two eyes. To me, all I told her was just basic stuff that anyone business-oriented should know about their situation, but the way she thanked me for it made it sound much more important. Well, I guess it was to her since it was coming from me."We're definitely going to do as you say," she said, nodding her head vigorous
AUTHOR'S POV“Why are we here again? ” Blaze looked up from the table, not particularly interested in what the lawyer and his brother said.They were in Axel's office, and he slumped on the chair, his hands on both sides of that armrest, and he occasionally took a sip from the cup of coffee on his table.He was hijacked by Axel, talking about some emergency meeting he had no idea about. And, of course, he had to attend; Axel told me something about it involving their father's will.Early in the morning, and he wasn't even spared a moment of rest, even in his damned company. He thought with a sigh.“With all due respect, sir, ” The lawyer began formally. “Maybe you'll know what this is about if you spent more time trying to find out your father's true intentions and where this family stands, ” He said, adjusting his tie.“Excuse me since I've got a wedding to plan, and I refuse to be bothered by all that Katie has caused,” Blaze waved his hands with a shrug.“Dear brother, ” Axiel cros
AUTHOR’S POVShe stared at him for a beat, and Blaze stared right back. "Oh, I'm sure, I'm very, very sure," she explained, "It seems like you haven't been listening to all I've been saying. I wouldn't come here to lay false accusations. I know the implications of all I say." She moved closer, banging her hand on the desk. "For your information, your father and I have been intimate for years. He was supposed to marry me if your mother hadn't betrayed me, and yet, I still came back to him. Even after he rejected the son, he left me with," she choked back a sob. "and a third time, too, that was before your mother died. I thought we had a future, and that was a big mistake I made. But this is how I'm going to make it right.""Okay, then," the lawyer said, "we understand that you have a child for Maverick, but you don't need to make a racket out of it. You all here have a claim to this property. No need to accuse each other." The man turned towards Blaze, a plea in his eyes. But Blaze
AUTHOR’S POV"Now that's settled," Axel said, stepping behind the table and adjusting his seat. "Shall we continue from where we stopped?They had just had the crazy woman and her son sent out of their house, and he couldn't help but be more than relieved."I don't have interest in the conversation anymore'' Blaze snapped. He picked up his cup of coffee and frowned. It was long cold, thanks to the fruitless interruption. He thought of getting another one, but what was the point? It was no longer morning anyway. The extra shot of caffeine wasn't necessary in the first place, with all the shouting that had gone on here. "What do you mean by that? We haven't concluded on anything," his brother argued."I said you can take responsibility for the company."Axel paused for a while. Taking over the company was not a bad idea. That would mean extra profit, and when the time came for Katie to claim it, he would be far into it already. He didn't think she would do it anyway, so he'd be the own
KATIE’S POV"The order's ready," Tanya, the girl who stood by the counter, said to me, handing me a tray. I picked it up, eyes glazing over the contents. A saucer with a Mexican dried chicken torta and another plate filled with beans and cheese taquitos. Two cups filled with wine. Quite the ideal lunch if you asked me. They looked delicious. The variety of traditional food served at Vee's kitchen was something this eatery was well known for, and lately, she had added a few more Mexican dishes to the menu. Of course, that attracted more people here, increasing the workload nicely. Our primary customers were tourists just passing by the museum few streets away, and I was guessing the two men sitting at the table I was headed for were part of that category. No one dressed so snugly during this period in Raleigh, not unless they believed the cold weather everyone assumed only existed here. It had been a while since the rain fell, too.I dropped the tray on the table, putting a smile on
AUTHOR’S POVBlaze passed the silver cufflinks through the last buttonhole and adjusted his sleeves. This was one of the few times he stood before a mirror, and of course, he looked splendid. He was donned in a noble white tuxedo, a blue and white striped tie on his neck. The theme Cicely had picked for the wedding was blue; she even gave her something blue to put in his front pockets. A rare blue rose, in her words, though he had an idea that it was artificialThat didn't matter now, though. He couldn't get his mind off the fact that in just a few hours, he would be free from wedding expenses and planning. He wasn't involved in planning it, but occasionally, the ladies came to him for updates and choices like picking the theme or approving a venue. Things he had no genuine interest in with all that was going on lately. For all he cared, this should have been a brief court marriage and be done with. It would all be over by tomorrow. Then, he could get back to his everyday life. Well,
KATIE’S POVWe walked through the double doors of Maya Schlitz theatre into the main hall. Well, it really couldn't be called a hall since seats were everywhere, surrounding a large stage."This place is huge," I told Zuhra, who was beside me. She paused what she was saying to her sister and nodded at me"Wait till you see the dance rooms in the studio section. I think I'll be able to show you around when the performance is over, right Jenna?"She turned back to her sister. Jenna was even taller than her, with the same rich brown skin, but she had red hair and grey eyes. She looked much older than Zuhra, too, like she was in her forties. Zuhra told me she was a dance teacher here, having not been able to make it to Broadway. I thought that was the driving force, pushing Zuhra to do what her sister could not.Jenna nodded; she hadn't said much since I'd been around her. "Alright, I'll catch you girls later," she told us. "They had a problem with the floorboards yesterday, and I want to