In the following moments, Alistair quickly switched the channel off."How did this happen?" Owen questioned, turning towards his manager with a gaze that spelt 'is this one of the agency's stunt for publicity?'"How did this happen?" Alistair Parroted. "You weren't careful, Owen, that’s how this happened.""Stop it," Leonica interrupted. "Let's not point fingers here." She glanced between the two males present, making sure they were listening and abiding to her words.One nod from each of them was all it took to let her know they were doing just that."Good," She continued. "Right now, asking questions won't help, so instead of that, how about we find a solution to the problem.""Your face is going to be all over the news with some false scandal, what solution can we find for that?" Owen questioned, his voice a bit annoyed and Leonica could tell it was because of the stress he was sudden put under, coupled with the lingering effects of the fever."Well," Leonica started, turning away
Alistair heaved a heavy sigh, his eyes following Owen’s retreating form as he entered his room.“He’s too naïve.” He muttered under his breath, his hand coming up to rub his forehead. “What am I going to do with him?”As if his prayers had been answered, his phone suddenly buzzed, and his boss’s name lit up on the screen.‘Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.’ He thought, picking the device and answering the call.“Yes sir?” His voice was stern, and he stood straight, like he would if he was speaking to him in person.“Is the rumor true?” The voice of the CEO of SG Entertainment boomed.Alistair flinched at the harshness of his voice. “Not at all.” He persuaded, wishing the CEO didn’t hear how his voice dipped when he lied. “You know the press is, Sir.”The other end was silent and Alistair wiped the bead of sweat forming on his forehead.At last, the CEO spoke. “Give the phone to him.”His demand caught Alistair off guard. “Pardon?”“I know you’re in his apartment, so before I co
Alone, seated on the edge of her bed, Leonica stared down at her feet, watching as they swung back and forth, hearing the sound of her back heels hitting the bedframe, yet her mind wasn't paying attention to any of it.Her mind was replaying her conversation with Gabriel and each time it replayed in her head, she recalling the things she had told him, word by word, she bit down on her lower lip, realizing that even though those words had left her mouth in the spur of the moment, they were d*mn true.She had no intentions of going back to her ex husband.She had no intention of entertaining any idea of a relationship with Gabriel.In the first place, the main reason she had even considered it, was for Ashley's sake, but even now, looking at things, she wasn't sure if that was the best thing for Ashley.As it is well known, for a child to grow up well and healthy, they need to be raised in an environment filled with peace and love, something she was sure one of them couldn't give him.A
Gabriel watched as the smoke sizzles in the air, soon disappearing with the winds of approaching summer. His eyes stared ahead, looking aimlessly at the scenery in front of him as he tried to sort out his thoughts.It had been more than two hours since his talk with Angelina had ended and he left Oslo's female prison and might he tells you, all the sh*t she told him, the sh*t he had done, did more harm than good.With a sigh, he brought the cigarette stick to his lips, and took another puff, watching the smoke rise up into the air."You know, that's going to kill you." He turned his head at the sound of an unfamiliar voice, raising a brow at the brunette who stood a few feet away from him.“And you care, why?” He asked, not really in any mood to entertain sympathy from a stranger.“Oh, I don’t.” The female shrugged. “But,” She pointed towards the scenery of a tulips and daffodils garden. “Those little guys, my little guys, don’t deserve to die due to the bad habits of grown men?”Gabr
The first thing Gabriel noticed as the door came open was Leonica's brightly flushed cheeks, followed by her causal top that had one edge hanging off the side of her shoulder, exposing more skin that he was used to and finally.But as tempting it was to stare without much words, or any words at all, Gabriel reminded himself why he had driven for half an hour and stormed his way up her porch, permanently fixing his eyes on her face."What are you doing here?" She sharply questioned, clearly still bitter about their encounter earlier. "Ah," She held up her finger, stopping him just as his lips parted. "And if you're here to say 'we need to talk' then unfortunately for you, you've not only wasted your time and effort, but also your petrol, because I am not in the mood to talk to you.""If you weren't in the mood to talk to me, then why didn't you tell me about the aftermath of Ashley's accident? IVF? Bone Marrow transplant? Nothing." He listed, drilling his gaze into hers when she clamme
"Ms. Romero, shall I tell her to come back another time?" The receptionist asked.Yeah, and postpone her trouble onto another day where she also wouldn't be in the best mood? Not a chance."No, I'll see her now. Have her escorted to the visitor's lounge." Leonica instructed."Understood." The receptionist said and the phone call ended.Standing up from her seat, Leonica adjusted her dress, straightened her posture and left her office.As she walked into the lounge, the female was quick to notice her."Miss Romero." Irene called out, the smile on her lips far from polite, not that Leonica cared. "Your empire is quite beautiful."Small talk, Leonica rolled her eyes at the obvious attempt, sinking into the chair opposite Irene and shooting her a pointed and very much unimpressed look as she dismissed every effort of small talks and went straight to the point."Why are you here?" Her voice held a tone of indifference, arrogance, one would have mistaken it for had they not known her well e
Like hunger driven pests, the press and their paparazzi has flooded into the conference venue the moment word of a conference from Leonica was released.Sitting in the lounge, a few feet away from the stage, Leonica listened to the chatter of the crowd, their voices muffled by the sound proof wall and closed door."Five minutes still we make a statement," Kennedy announced, pacing the room with his tablet, sometimes having to bark orders at the staff present."Are you nervous?" A voice whispered close to her ear."No." She answered and turned her head to the side, locking eyes with the familiar brown ones of Arvan's. "I've had to face worse."Arvan smiled at her words, his expression softening. "True." He said, slipping into the chair beside her. "So, what do you intend to say?""What is meant to be said. The truth. Nothing but the truth.""Sounds good.""Alright, two minutes, we have to move, Ms. Romero, Mr. Richardson." Kennedy said, pointing his hand towards the door.Taking in a d
When 6pm the next day came, Leonica was dressed and ready, all dolled up with the help of Anastasia and Ashley. So she didn’t mind when Owen showed up five minutes earlier.As she stepped out of her house, dressed in a sun yellow off shoulder gown, her hair cascading down her back and shoulders in beautiful waves, and a simple silver watch and necklace of matching color with her gown, Owen was struck speechless by her beauty.“Is that a new look or are you just trying to impress me?” Owen asked, a smirk on his lips as he approached her.Leonica chuckled, rolling her eyes. “Don’t get too cocky Owen, I promised you a chance to swoon me, not a free gate p*ss to keep heart.”Placing his hand out for her to take, he said In a smooth tone. “Who said I wanted a free p*ss? I’ll earn it, no matter how long it takes.”“Yeah?” She shot him a questioning look as she slipped her hand into his, white lace gloves reducing the skin contact, but the warmth was still there. “Well good luck with that.”