When It's Obvious He Cares Deeply For You“So, why are you coming out of his room?" She asked again, her eyes scanning me from my head down to my toes. I was grateful that I at least double knotted my robe as I was leaving his room, so, I wouldn't be so indecently dressed.“Ermmm...” I stuttered, unable to know where to begin in my narration.“Yeah, what's up?” She questioned, tapping her left foot slowly on the floor as her display of her impatience. This was what it meant to be under the fire. I could feel sweat forming in places I didn't even know I could sweat.Okay, Violet, get it together. Start narrating from the beginning is what my brain told me, and that was what my mouth did exactly.“So, I had some drinks, misplaced my keycard at the bar or someplace. Then, he happened to see me at the bar and brought me to his room,” I paused and took a deep breath. Now, it was time for the moment of throat. When I finally told her everything and ended up in her bad graces. Honestly, with
I Want Nothing More Than To Be With Him“So, I would need you to do something crucial. In order to get to the root of this, I need to be incognito and act like I just joined the company recently. That way, I can get to see how things are being run here by the manager. Does that make sense?” Ryan asked me immediately we got into the car. He told me he was driving himself today My brow furrowed in confusion and I was struuggled with doing my seatbelt which he reached out and helped me with. I always craved Princess treatment underneath my tough girl exterior, but, to receive it without asking for it, was gold in itself.“I don't get what you are proposing here. Could you perhaps say it in clearer terms?" I asked politely.“So, when we get to the company, I would be on a nose mask and you will play your regular role, a P.A for Ryan Falcon who was sent to find out what exactly happened that led to the dismissal of the staff. Then, where you need to play your role out is, avoid calling m
He Treats Me Like A Princess“You talk a lot of shit for a manager. Don't you think you are far too rude to people you haven't seen before? You know her type? Who are You to assume that?” Ryan asked the shameless manager who was writhing in his tight hold in pain. Even though I felt intense satisfaction seeing him pay for telling me such nasty things, I knew that this wasn't the right route to go. We need to find out the details of what happened to the dismissed staff.“Ryan, it's okay. Please,” I pleaded with him holding his free hand and looking into his eyes, but he didn't look appeased. Instead, he looked – angry. Okay, what were these emotions I sometimes saw him displaying? This was way different from the Ryan I knew months back. Or was he educating himself more on emotions, enough to now know things that should make one angry? At this point, I couldn't tell anymore.“Your type just makes me wonder why the hell people like you exist and work in this company. My Dad just had to p
With Him, It's Easy“It was so annoying, I felt like throttling his neck, but above all of that feeling, I sought to act in a demure manner.” I narrated to Sharron at our dinner that evening. We just got to the restaurant and while we were waiting for the waiter to come to our table, she asked me to narrate what happened. I left out some parts expertly that I thought would make her feel bad. Just for this week, I was going to tell her everything when we arrive back at New York. I hated that feeling of guilt whenever we spoke, like I wasn't being fully sincere with her. I knew I felt that way because I wasn't being sincere with her.“That was so trashy of him and it served him right that Ryan almost broke his arm for treating you like a call girl or a slut. I have had Ryan twist my arm a bit when I was little, and trust me, I don't want to be on that boat.” She chuckled at the memory, Ryan smirked and said, “You cried for a long time that I began feeling that it was worse than the arm
I Have Broken Her Heart With My Choice “Hey,” I greeted her as she came back from the restroom. Her puffy eyes were now covered with foundation, that if not I saw her crying and looked deeper into her eyes, I wouldn't have known. It seemed she went with her bag and pimped up her face. My heart twisted as I looked at her.“Sorry for stepping out abruptly. It seemed like the food went through the wrong pipe. You know how these things are.” She let out a humorless chuckle.“Are you sure we shouldn't be heading to the hospital? You can never know with these things if it has hurt you somewhere else and you might never find out till you run a test.” Ryan the ever mindful person asked her.“Are you okay?" I asked her with a double meaning intended. Is she going to be fine? and Was she okay now?Her eyes welled up with tears and unwillingly they rolled down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them off but not before Ryan's watchful eyes caught them.“That's it. We are going to the hospital.” He s
I Think Your Boss Likes You“Hey,” Sharron greeted me weakly when she opened the door. My hand was mid-air about to knock again before she opened the door. Her eyes were swollen like she cried all through the night, but she had eye patches underneath her eyes, possibly with healing effects to counter her swollen eyes. I have never been so glad to see someone and be proven wrong.I leaped and pulled her into a tight hug, inhaling her peach and vanilla scent. One thing about her was she wasn't just going to smell good, she was always going to smell so good. Her hands hung at her sides and I was certain her expression behind me would mirror shock.“Violet, is everything okay? What's wrong?" She asked with concern at the lingering hug. I pulled us apart slightly and took in her face, committed it to memory because the fear of thinking that she might harm herself made me realize I didn't really know the features of her face.“Oh, you have a mole at the tip of your nose? I never even notice
The Understanding Discussion.“I don't know why I am nervous about going for this. I know we need to do this, but, I still feel weird about the entire situation.” I confessed to them during breakfast that morning. Our breakfast was custard, scrambled eggs, toasted bread with bacon. Annie was always extra about our meals and this was one of her simplest one yet. One time, she prepared pot pie for breakfast. We woke up to steamy slices of pot pie and freshly squeezed orange juice. Sometimes, I just looked at Annie and wonder what special thing I did in life to deserve her? She was a source of my strength for many years and still a source of my strength. Then, Rainie, drove me crazy incessantly by being so care free. But, she was the fun to my sometimes uptight behavior. I was really lucky for my set of friends who had a seat with my overthinking brain and still wanted to be friends with me. It was no easy feat.“I think I know why.” Rainie chipped, munching her potato chips she added to
He Does To Me What No One Has Done To Me Before?“Good morning.” Ryan's baritone honey laced voice greeted when I opened my eyes. The corners of my lips lifted into a smile and I snuggled closer to him. It felt like I was in an alternate reality, where I get to have feelings for my boss and though it's not well articulated for exactly what he feels for me, I was certain he felt some sort of attraction towards me. We don't bother about that now, let's just focus on the present where I am snuggled in my boss's arms and he places a kiss on my forehead. Not just as any lady, but as his girlfriend.‘Girlfriend.’ I squealed happily in my head. I loved the sound of that. It definitely had a nice ring to it. I could get used to it.“You know you would have to let me go back to my apartment, sooner or later. My roommates have been video calling me nonstop because of you.” I told him against his chest. The thing is ever since I came on Saturday to confess my feelings and say yes to being with R
He Was Always Mine To Begin With“Wait, was that Ryan?” Loraine's voice rang from the speaker as I stared at my husband's retreating figure. I wished he said something than looking at me with such disappointed eyes that made my heart break. “Huh-Uh.” I mumbled so that she wouldn't hear my strangled cry that threatened to escape my lips.“Oh my goodness! This is bad. Really bad! He wasn't supposed to hear like that. Where is he?” She asked.“He just left. You know what? I'll call you back okay. I need time to...” I left my statement hanging, but what I needed to do was– cry my eyes out.“Okay, no problem. And in case he is pissed at you for this, I would come clean and tell him I roped you into it.”“Bye.” I told her not able to muster anything more than that.When I hung up, that was when the reality of what just happened hit me. Ryan got to know what we've been keeping from him, but not through the way I would have preferred. He heard it per chance and that was not what I wanted. It
How Could You Hide That From Me?One thing I didn't expect when I said ‘I do’ to Ryan was the turmoil and tons of secrets his family had. I didn't know how deep his father's hate for him ran, I didn't know that his step-mother I thought he was just needlessly antagonistic towards him was actually wolf in sheep's clothing, she was the spawn of Satan herself. Looking at his father and step-mother, I was amazed how they could raise such good kids with a good head on their shoulders. Must be the work of their grandparents.I was reminiscing what Loraine told me yesterday and I still couldn't come to terms with it.“Are you sure?” I asked her withdrawing my hands from hers in shock of what I just heard.“I am almost certain and over the years I am becoming certain that what I heard that night was true. I went out dead at night to drink water, when I heard them arguing in their room and their room door was ajar. I didn't hear parts of the argument, but what I heard loud and clear was when m
And It Was The Most Beautiful Experience EverI felt his tip of his penis at the entrance of my Vagina, and I drew in a deep breath. I was finally doing it. Losing my virginity after twenty-five years, almost twenty-six years seeing as my birthday was in few weeks time. This point, it felt thrilling to finally have sex with the person I love with all my heart, and it also felt scary because I heard the first time hurts.His eyes looked hungry, but still he said, “We can still wait if you want to.”I smiled and kissed him softly on his lips. When I withdrew from the kiss, I said, “My problem is that you worry way too much. I am sure.”“Okay then.” He replied.He unwrapped my legs from his waist, and spread them apart. Then, he came closer, towering over me. He began penetrating slowly with the tip of his penis, it was at that point I winced in pain.I closed my eyes, but he said, “Hey, Mi Todo, look at me.” At his command, I opened my eyes and meet his mesmerizing ones.As he was penet
No One Gets To Talk Bad About My Mom, Not On My Watch“Gr...Grandma?” Mrs. Gia sputtered, looking at I and Ryan in shock. My husband who I could see was also looking at me, trying to deduce if I knew what I was saying or if I was suffering from hallucination?“I am almost certain you are the one. I saw your postcard growing up with the name. I think it'll be rare for someone with the same three names to exist, too much of a coincidence? No?” I gave her a pointed look.Her features started changing as realization started sinking in that she just might be the right person.“Wait, are you Xavier and Juliet's child?” She asked mentioning the names of my parents.I nodded and she gasped, and staggered a bit. Holding the table next to her as a support. “It seems like you both have some catching up to do,” My husband said and pecked me lightly on my left cheek, before pointing at a corner, “I'll be over there in case you need anything,” Then in a whisper, he said, “Saying hello to pretenti
Could She be My Grandma? “Are you okay Mi Todo? You have been frowning since we woke up.” My husband asked me as we boarded the private jet back to New York.So, here's the thing, last night as he was running a very high temperature, I tried to shake him so he could wake up, he didn't open his eyes. I am not going to lie, I basically went through the five stages of grief thinking he had gone into shock. I ran downstairs in tears, down three floors to tell the receptionist that I think my husband is dying, then we went upstairs to check, on our way to I and Ryan's room, she informed me she was an ER nurse and was covering for her cousin who works here that had a family emergency. That made me a bit more calm and when we got upstairs, she checked his temperature which had reduced drastically by the way. She said it was probably stress and he'll be fine for morning.It was at that point my dearest husband decided to open his eyes, “Mi Todo, why aren't you by my side?” In a weak, cute vo
I Had Never Seen Him Cry“Okay, we don't speak for some days and next thing I know is my close friend and roommate has gotten married to a billionaire in a ‘low-profile’ ceremony in Vegas? She didn't see the need to say something like ‘Hey guys, I know you might be busy with life, but I am getting married?’ V, I have to say this is ludicrous and I am still trying to comprehend it?” Rainie said.I slowly disentangled myself from my husband arms, there was barely a moment we were in bed together and we weren't cuddling. It was an extreme sport, but I finally succeeded without waking him up.I tiptoed to the bathroom and continued my call with my friends.“Firstly, guys, I know no matter what I explain, it would never be a reasonable excuse why I didn't tell you both earlier. I am really sorry and truly everything happened so quickly, that before I could understand what was happening, we were married.” I explained to them hoping that it would soothe the rage I could see in their eyes.“I
I Said Yes To Eternity.“So, I got an Elvis Presley Chapel booked for the wedding tomorrow. Do you want to maybe go dress shopping today?” Ryan asked me as we lay on the bed ticking off things we needed for our wedding tomorrow. I was getting married tomorrow? It still felt surreal that hours back I said a yes to his proposal. I wanted to tell my friends, but in all honesty, I still felt like i needed a minute to understand the huge step I was taking tomorrow. I'll probably call them in the morning before I leave to the Chapel and tell them of my bold step and get their blessings. The truth was we actually just wanted to have something small. This was more of a promise to ourselves, than an actual wedding. “With the speed at which you are doing all these things, you were certain I was going to say yes, right? You probably had the contract or something?” I teased him. He was indeed moving with speed that it made me a tad bit suspicious that he just started this arrangement. I suspecte
I Must Be CrazyI burst into laughter, placing my ice cream sandwich on the empty space by my side which was already melting in my hands and making it sticky. Of all the jokes that my boyfriend has attempted to make, this was by far the funniest.“Oh, my goodness. That was such a funny joke. You are getting the hang of this emotions thing.” I hit his chest lightly with traces of laughter on my lips and attempted to pick up my ice-cream sandwich again. Vegas must be getting to him for him to play this kind of joke. I heard that being in Vegas often makes one act out of the ordinary. Coupled with the fact that he was still getting a hang of these emotions thing. He must be like a kid at an ice-cream parlour for the first time wanting to try out all the flavors.“I am not joking.” He said. I was about taking a bite of my ice-cream sandwich which half was already melted by the way when his voice stopped me short.“A prank, maybe?” I asked with hopeful eyes in light that though this might
Marry Me“A problem?” Ryan asked, coming off the bed. Whatever impending make out session suspended till when he might be able to deduce what had happened or is happening to turn out to be a problem.“Yes, it's Dad.” She said and I could hear the fear in her voice.At that point Ryan removed the phone from speaker and told his sister, “Give me a minute.” Then he turned to me and said, “Give me a moment, let me know what the problem is.”“No problem, take your time.” I said, managing a smile. The truth was that Ryan's father annoyed me and that is not because of the time he hit on me in Ryan's office, which was quite shameless of him by the way. But, the reason why he annoyed me to no end was because he didn't support Ryan as the CEO, and rather than just mind his flipping business, he found more ways to make Ryan's life incessantly difficult. From riling up the press against Ryan to finding ways to siphon money and frame Ryan for being an incompetent CEO. My boyfriend, God bless his h