We are crazy.Me especially, because I know all the signs of seduction. Wasn’t I just judging some guy for getting seduced the day I met with David in the diner?I could see it from a mile away that Ian’s heavy gaze wasn’t just because he was still annoyed at how Tieran had dismissed him yesterday,
Antonia’s pov.“Ian is acting so rude.” Bridget is staring straight ahead as she drives but I know she can hear me. I’ve never been one to use my tongue in a sharp way so I don't know how to do it and I’m sure if I was to get angry and lash out at Ian, I might not get my point across and it would f
I see Bridget stiffen beside me and it makes me chuckle, because she does not like Malachi. Not one bit. But I'm going somewhere with this.“Him being attractive doesn’t directly equate to me being unattractive though. He can make me feel like that, but as long as I do not believe it then we’re okay
I run all the way to Bridget. I run so hard that i even bump into her. She screams, and i have to clasp my hand over her mouth, “Shh. It’s me. It’s me.Antonia.”Bridget nods frantically, signifying that she has gotten the message. Yet the moment i take my hands off her mouth she furiously whispers
Malachi’s pov.I watch as Antonia flees the hall and anger bubbles up in me. i direct a cold glare to the man beside me.It wasn’t easy getting into this place the same day she would be here. I had to ask grandfather to help me out and that’s definitely a favor I'll have to pay back, so there can be
Antonia’s pov. My boss and husband Malachi Finn chats excitedly with his first love in the office. I stand outside, and through the glass door, I can see a warm smile on his face. It’s a smile I've never seen before. I know the right thing to do as a competent secretary would be to leave, but as h
Anguish and pain rip through my already raw heart, and for a while all I can do is look at him. I stare at the annoyance on his face and the rage gathering in his eyes. I look away as tears well in mine and I stare at the floor as I blink them back, asking with a steady but tired voice, a voice th
The funeral draws something out of me. From the fact that no one in the Finn household seemed to care that my grandmother had died, down to Malachi’s nonchalance about her death and his sustained anger at what happened with Skye. My heart throbs and aches while I have to carry out the preparations