Climbing up the stairs, she tried her best to keep her calm just for a little more while and when she reached the last stair to the second floor, she leaned onto the railing holding it tightly in her grip and released a breathe of relief which she was unaware of herself. Bringing her right hand infront of her eyes, she just stared at it. Their handshake from just a moment ago came into her her mind. How much she had missed his touch in all those months! Her eyes became watery remembering those good times which could not become permanent for her. A strangled sob left her lips and she cradled her hand against her chest and she went further to go inside her room. Sitting infront of her dressing mirror, she looked into it to find Callistaa staring back at her and not Cali. She was not Cali Ruth anymore. "I can never have you in my life, Cain. You are not meant to be mine. And...(She sniffled) it hurts." She sobbed. She thought that she was over this. She was over him after secluding hers
Sitting inside her room while just scrolling through her phone, she got pretty bored so she decided to peek at the outside party a little bit to see if Cain was gone or not. She knew that he never liked such party before as well and would always leave after meeting and talking to some people. So, she was guessing that he must have left the party already. Getting out of her room, she started stalking down the stairs. She would not go all the way down just yet. She would first make sure that Cain was not present in the party anymore by staying on the staircase of the first floor and then she would join the rest. When she was at the foot of the staircase leading to the first floor, her eyes landed on the one and only man from whom she was hiding till now. Cain Hutton. What was he doing here? She saw him standing at the last stair leading to the first floor and then his gaze fell on her. Her eyes widened and as she turned around and was about to go back upstairs, she forgot that she was w
"I know what I have to do, mom. And I do not need you lecturing me every fucking time." He replied to his mother angrily. "Watch your language and tone when you talk to me, boy. I am your mother." His mother bit him back over the phone. He sighed. "I am sorry, mom. But you have trust in me, right? I will never disappoint you. And when I said that I will marry Callistaa Russells, I mean it. You do not have to worry." He explained his mother calmly and confidently. "Ofcourse my boy, I trust you that is why I have sent you to her and not your brother. You know, he is too soft for doing something like that." She said and he hummed in agreement. "But remember one thing, do not, and I mean, do not get involved with that girl in any romantic way. You know about Mr. Russells' past involvement with the mafia, don't you?" "Yeah, mom. I know." He knew actually who Mr. Russells was in the past. Though he had left the mafia since a long time, everyone was aware that no one could leave the mafia f
The sun was up and its glares were coming into her room through the curtains that were draped loosely on the window. Cali woke up from her sleep with dark circles under her eyes as she slept around two in the morning and had woke up at six in the morning. She could not sleep because she was thinking all night about just one person. One man. But what was the use of her thinking about him when he could never be hers. She sighed and got up from her bed after just laying there for ten minutes or so. She needed to get ready for the office. She would be joining the Russells' group of companies officially today, but hopefully not for more than one week. And then, she would request her father to transfer her to their abroad branch where she could work in peace. Because here, peace was not something in her reach. After taking a long shower and doing all her morning routine, she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe. Then she heard the sound of her bedroom door opening and came in Har
"Guess we have to go to my penthouse now." She narrowed her eyes at him as he said that. She was thinking if it was one of his plans to prove that she was Cali. Not liking the idea of it, she shook her head at him and stood up while grabbing her hand bag. "I am not going anywhere, Mr. Hutton. Let us reschedule this meeting for tomorrow. I am leaving now. Have a good day." She said blankly and was about to get out of the room, when she heard say,"We can't reschedule this meeting, Ms. Russells. You see, I would be out of station for a few days and I am leaving tomorrow itself. So, I would say that we should go to..." "No, Mr. Hutton. You see, I am quite busy today. But as you will be out of station, we will have to do this meeting." She said cutting him off. His eyes lit up on hearing what she said. "So, shall we go?" He asked, expectantly looking at her. "Sure, Mr. Hutton. You may go to your penthouse and bring that file to the company. I will be there." She said and again started
"Okay, I am coming there." She said and quickly went out of her cabin and towards the office cafeteria where Harold was waiting for her. But she was unaware that someone was watching her discreetly. The man who had a dark stubble on his chin, was watching her every move while standing behind the big indoor plant infront of her cabin with his face hidden behind the magazine in his hands, now came out of his hidding when he saw her going out of her cabin. He started following her to where she was going. "Sir, um...do you need something?" Asked a voice from his behind. He turned around and saw a lady standing there.Maybe, she was Cali's assistant. He thought. "Uhh...no...nothing. I was just planning on meeting your boss." He replied while scratching his nape. "Do you have an appointment with her, sir?" She asked again. And he shook his head in a no. "Then I am sorry, sir. You can't meet her without an appointment." She said giving an apologetic smile."Oh, that. Do not worry about t
"What am I doing here?" She asked him, feeling utterly confused. Why the hell would he bring her to his penthouse? Was this another of his planning to know if she was Cali Ruth or not? Maybe....maybe he knew? No, that could not be. "You were supposed to be driving me to my house, not yours." She said while glaring at him. "He just shrugged his shoulders casually. "I was taking you to your mansion but then it started raining cats and dogs. And I could not drive while it was raining so hard, and since my house was nearer, I brought us both here." He explained. "And, by the way, it was nice knowing that you know that this is my house without me even telling you." He said and smirked at her. She gulped knowing that he was trying to make her confess the one thing she did not wish to. 'Hmm. Nice move, Mr. Cain Hutton.' She mumbled internally and then gave him a sweet smile. "Ofcourse, Mr. Hutton. After all, it does not take a genius to tell that this is your house as the pictures hangi
"Alright, you are Callistaa Russells." Suddenly Cain said. Cali looked up at him in the eyes, visibly shocked. "Huh?" She could not utter anything else from her mouth, still shocked. Did he just say that? Was he saying that he finally believed that she was Callistaa Russells and not his wife, Cali Ruth? An unknown feeling crept up her chest, She felt sad and disappointed. But was not that what she wanted to happen? Then why was she feeling like this? Now that he had finally believed that she was not his wife, he would move on, and that...that thought alone gnawed at her heart. She gulped the thickness in her throat and faked cough. "Sorry, what did you say?" She asked while trying to show him her indifference. But he had seen enough. He had already noticed the look of hurt and insecurity in her beautiful heterochromic eyes. How he wished she would have told him about them before. 'Don't you worry, baby. I am not giving up on you. Never.' He smiled as he thought to himself. "I said
The whole sky was filled with colors, blue, orange, and pink as Cali sat on a chair in her balcony with a mug of chocolate smoothie in her hands, watching the beautiful sunset. She smiled with her eyes closed, feeling the serene touch of slow wind. It had been three days since she came back to her country, and a whole week since that incident happened. It was still difficult for her to think about what Horace did to her. She thought of him as her best friend once. But looked like he was harbouring an unhealthy obsession for her all the while. If he loved her like he claimed he did, he would not have done all of that to her, kidnapping her and attempting to rape her. She was still in a trauma for days as she could not believe that that person who did all that to her, was Horace. That day, Cain and her father came to her rescue right on time. Horace was handed over to the police but before that he got beaten by Cain. He punched him until he became all bloodied with a broken nose and
"Mr. Russells, here is the current location of that ring. And it is stationery which means your daughter is in there or maybe she lost the ring somewhere there." Said Mr. Russo while them the computer screen. "Okay. Let's not waste any more time. We should go there and check first." Cain said quickly as he got up from his seat and dashed out of the penthouse. Mr. Russells thanked Mr. Russo and asked him to send the location and to keep an eye on any movement as he too dashed out. They both settled inside Cain's car and he started driving following the given location, all the while praying mentally for Cali to be there, safe and sound. * * * "Darling, wake up now. You have slept for so long and it is past lunch time already. Come on, wake up. See, I have brought you your favorite chocolate muffins and smoothie." A voice called out to her making her groan as she shuffled in the bed and slowly opened her eyes. Seeing that man with dark beard infront of her, she squinted her eyes and
It was already twelve in the noon but there was no trace of Cali. Cain had called and informed Mr. Russells about everything. He got hell worried because she never did any such thing before, at least not without telling him. They tried her number again and again but it was now switched off. And right now Mr. Russells was on his way to come here. Cain himself was hell scared and worried for her as he called his private investigator to investigate this matter and was now pacing back and forth in her room while waiting for Mr. Pietro's call. Where could she be? Soon, he got a call from him but got disappointed when he told him that there was still no lead of her and it was more difficult because no one knew with whom she went out and there was no camera fitted in here. Cali always liked her privacy and that was why she did not let her father fit surveillance in her penthouse. Cain sat on the floor holding his head in his hands. After two more hours, Mr. Russells arrived there. His fac
The doorbell of the mansion rang. One of the maids opened the door which revealed Mr. Cain Hutton. However, his state was completely disheveled, with messy hair, damp cheeks and dull looking eyes. The maid let him in. When he went in, he spotted Mr. Russells sitting at the dining table sipping on a glass of water. Looked like he just finished his lunch as it was already two in the afternoon. Cain had not eaten anything since morning but he could not care any less about that right now. The maid informed Mr. Russells of the arrival of Mr. Hutton there. "Mr. Hutton, what brings you here?" He asked him in a cold tone as he came out to the hall. Cain just remained standing there with his head hung low. He was ashamed and afraid too. He was thinking Mr. Russells knew about his and Callistaa's relationship. "Please have a seat, Mr. Hutton." He said in the same emotionless voice. He nodded and sat down along with him. He cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Russells, I don't know if you kno
"What the fuck!!" He groaned loudly when he read the news headline about his and Ivy's wedding. This deed must be done by his parents. They were trying to convince him to marry her since a long time now. That was why he stopped visiting or talking to them. But this was just too much to take in now. What were they thinking while doing this? What if Cali read this? Or had she already read it? Oh, no! He would lose her for good. No, he would not let this happen. He went into his car and drove off to his parents' mansion. He was going there after so long. And that too, not for a good reason. He sped up and soon he was in their driveway. "No, you listen to me Ivy! What do you mean by you will expose us? Huh? Don't tell me you don't want this. I know that you badly wanted to get married to my son. Then why all this drama now? Just zip it up and what you are told to do." He heard his mother's yelling while he stood there outside the door which was cracked open a tad bit. He frowned. Expos
"Yes, Harold. I am fine. I just called you to let you know that I am back here. And right now I am heading to my penthouse. Are you home?" Asked Cali. "What? But you did not even tell me that you were coming beforehand. I would have received you at the airport." Harold said from the other end. "No worries, Harold. And I am sorry that I could not tell you that I am coming. Well, it was just last night that I decided to come here and now here I am." She sighed after explaining to him. "Okay. Go home for now. I will be there with dinner and we will eat together." She smiled at that. "Thank you so much, Harold. You are so sweet." She said and he chuckled. "That I sure am." He replied cockily. She giggled. "Alright, see you." ....... "Home sweet home!" She sighed tiredly when she reached home. The house was clean and all because of the workers assigned there by her father. She went into her room and plopped on her bed. It was a hasty decision. She knew but she had to leave.
"Dad, actually I need to talk to you." Said Cali while playing with her food on the plate. It was the next morning and they were now sitting at the dining table having breakfast. Mr. Russells stopped eating and looked at his daughter with a concerned look. "Wait, don't tell me you are pregnant already?" He blurted out making her choke on her saliva. "What? No, dad. I am not...pregnant. Why would you think like that?" She asked as she gulped some water from her glass. "You know, I just don't trust that boy, what is his name again, Harold?" She nodded. "Yes, Harold. I don't trust him around you at all. He seems like a playboy to me." He grumbled. Cali laughed at her father. "Oh, dad. I don't know what you are saying but that is not true though. He is a real gentleman." She said trying to convince him otherwise. He shook his head. "Sweetheart, tell me one thing. Do you love that boy?" Her face lost all the look of laughter at that question. "Uh...dad..." She stuttered but could
Five days later.... Sitting inside her office cabin, Cali was trying to focus on her work but everytime her mind was drifting to the one and only man who was invading her dreams every night. Everyday in the office, she was anticipating his arrival. But he never came back once to see her after that day when she lied to him about being a gold digger five days ago. Five days, it had been five days since she had seen him. She even contacted his secretary two days back to remind him that they were to discuss the changes in that contract. She thought that he would come to the office even if just for the sake of that contract. But how wrong she was! He sent his secretary to her office instead and did not come there himself. She was getting vexed now. She wanted to use the boss card by demanding that his presence was needed here but refrained from doing so because if she did something like that, he would get the idea that he affected her which was true to some extent. She shook those though
"Because you have proved that nine months ago. You chose to stay with her and have fun in your bedroom rather than being with me when I cooked lunch for you." Her voice broke and his eyes widened. "What?" He let out a mere whisper. She huffed and averted her eyes away from his as she felt them burn. He strode towards her and grabbed her jaw making her look directly in his eyes. "What do you mean by 'have fun in my bedroom'?" His jaw clenched with anger but his hold on her did not get hard so as to not hurt her. She tried to get out of his hold but in vain. Her tears started to leak out of her eyes. She was desperate to get away from him as she knew that she could not resist him for that long but she would not allow herself to fall for him again. "You know exactly what I mean. Now let go of me." She gritted out. But he did not faze. "You don't know what you saying. You don't know anything." He said darkly. "Oh! You mean to say that I am wrong in what I am saying?" She asked hi