The first thing Leonica noticed as she walked towards the entrance of her Villa, was dropping temperature at night as winter was quickly approaching.The second thing being Arvan’s serious face as she stood in front of him, hands tucked into the pocket of the over coat Grace had insisted she wore before stepping out.“You sure chose to best time to show up,” She joked, taking note of how her breath seemed to take a misty form before disappearing. “What is it you need, Arvan?”“I wanted to drop this off,” Reaching into the pocket of his coat, Arvan pulled out a small brown envelope and handed it to her. “It’s the final document to reinstate the cooperation between our companies.”“That’s quite thoughtful of you,” Leonica said as she examined the envelope. “But, is that really the only thing you came all the way to my house for, Arvan?”The man stared at her, as If he was contemplating whether to speak his mind or not.“I saw the articles, Leonica,” He said at last, watching as she slow
Waking up to her phone buzzing had become a normal for Leonica. So, the following day, when she was awoken by the sound of her phone rumbling, she was in no rush to answer it."Ugh," She groaned, reaching over and grabbing her phone, swiping right to answer the call. "Hello?""Good morning, Ms. Romero," It was Kennedy."Kennedy, why are you calling on a Sunday," She complained, raising herself up into a sitting position and trying to rub away sleep from her eyes."Forgive me Ms. Romero, but it's a pressing matter.""What could be more pressing than my sleep," She grumbled."It's about the article that has been released today," Kennedy answered."Article?" That immediately woke her up, sitting her straighter up in her bed."Yes. It was published in the tabloid magazine, but I'm afraid this one has made its rounds to several news sites."Leonica was quiet. So Jamil wasn't wasting time, eh?"What's about?"Kennedy hesitated to answer. "I'll send you a link, Ms. Romero."Things were never
"Two big wins in less than twenty four hours, I gotta congratulate you, Irene." Jamil praised after having listened to Irene's story.The blonde held her chin high, smiling proudly because she knew today's outcome had only occurred because of the action she made. "What else did you expect." Walking to her bed, she sat on it. "Now that we have One of my father's most expensive client within our grasp, all we need to do is turn him against Leonica and with the public's option of her right now, that shouldn't be too hard.""Indeed," Jamil agreed. "But don't forget, the reason why Benjamin gave that contract to you is because he wants to change the public opinion of Leonica. The public may think otherwise about her, but the Romero family clearly still loves her."Jamil's words, although a simple reminder, peppered Irene more than it should have.Why would her father still care about Leonica. She was his first daughter. It was her mother that he loved with all his heart, not Cassandra.So
The one thing Leonica knew she had and could utilize to its full potential was her family's unwavering love for her.No matter what happened, no matter how many mistakes she made, they'd always believe her.This was the sole reason she had no doubt that Irene would be kicked out of the house sooner or later, all because her mother would not stand to hear that the very child she refused to accept had just pushed her daughter off the stairs, 'out of spite'.And sure enough, Meredith was the first one to arrive, running over to the fallen Leonica with worry, while the other maids gathered around after hearing her shriek, asking if she was alright."Madam!" Meredith knelt beside Leonica, gently caressing her head as her eyes looked over her body, making sure there weren't any injuries. "Are you alright, what happened?"Although the fall from the fifth stairs wasn't all too painful, Leonica's ankle did sting from being twisted wrong and the back of her head hurt a bit. But nothing she coul
Thirty minutes of explaining what had gone down in a week, omitting the parts she knew would annoy Owen greatly, like mentioning Jamil, Leonica was no faced with a very worried looking Owen."I leave for one week and you totally become reckless." He huffed, shaking his head in disapproval to all the stunts she had pulled."Reckless," Leonica parroted with a grin, finding how he worried for her, funny. "If getting a sprained ankle after being falling off a staircase is recklessness, then I'm all in.""Leonica," The way her name slipped through his lips made her smile even more, and she was tempted to wrap her arms around him, but he had beat her to it.His embrace was warm and the smell of his cologne, sweet and spicy, tickled her nose. She felt her body relaxing and leaning into his, and although they'd only been apart for a week, she realized that she missed this; him."When are you going to stop being so reckless? You mustn't always put yourself in harms way to protect everyone. You
Standing in front of his office mirror, Gabriel adjusted the rumples on his suit, getting ready for the press conference that he had carefully planned for, for the past three days.The sound of Billy gently knocking on the office door had his head snapping away from his reflection. "Come in." He called.The door opened and said assistant stepped in, holding in his hand, the speech that Gabriel was meant to give today."Everything's ready, Sir." He informed while handing Gabriel the folder. The male accepted it, subtly thanking him, yet Billy showed no sign of leaving."Is there something else you want to say?" Gabriel asked, eyeing the younger male from the side of his eyes.Billy hesitated. He shouldn't have, seeing as what he wanted to say was for Gabriel's good. He had known the man for close to six years and watching him carry on with his foolish antique up until now, worried him."I know I may be overstepping my boundaries when I say this sir, but I must remind you, there is no u
Seating in the agreed upon restaurant, Irene found herself checking her phone more time than needed so.Why was she so freaking late, she thought, bouncing her legs impatiently as there was still no sign of Leonica.What if she wasn't going to show up? What was she supposed to do then?The thought alone had her biting her thumb nail, an act she never thought she'd ever do until recently.Her poor manicured nails were suffering so much and it was all because of Leonica. But even when she knew this, Irene had to remind herself to stay calm, after all, she was here to make a deal with Leonica, not murder her, at least not yet.Finally, the bell above the restaurant jiggled and Leonica walked in. Irene watched her walk towards where she was seated, noticing the slight limp in her step."You're late." She said as soon as Leonica had taken the seat in front of her.The younger female flashed her a knowing smile. "Yeah I know,"Irene gritted her teeth. "You-" She stopped herself before anymo
Be it Jamil or Leonica, it was clear to Irene that both of them had tossed her out after getting what they wanted."Bastards," She cursed under her breath as she sat in her car, biting on the finger nail of her thumb. "Just you wait." She muttered, scrolling through her contact to see who she could use.But no one seemed to be forth coming. Those articles and tabloids released about her a few days back had really dented her image, up to the point that those who she considered friends, had distanced themselves. And as for the business Arvan had opened for her, it's condition worsened more than it previously was, hitting near bankruptcy.It was safe to say her desire to be part of the Romero family had caused the rest of she and Jamil's plans to implode.But she wasn't going to give up so easily."I won't let you win, Leonica," She said, her tone sounding more like she was trying to convince herself than anything, as she scrolled through her caller list and found Benjamin's number.She
Anastasia had fallen asleep after her call with Megan, only to be awoken to the sound of someone knocking on her front door.Reluctantly, she slipped out of bed and made her way towards the front door and without checking who was at the door, opened it.When her eyes landed on the person standing in front of her, her expression switched from surprised to angry, then back to surprise, because she had not expected to see her mother standing in front of her door after so long.“At times I want to believe that you’re blind to my call, but then I see you winning all these cases on national Television and realize, oh wait, my daughter does have eyes.” Pushing her way into Anastasia’s apartment, Fiona dropped her purse and coat on the chair and turned to face her daughter. “Give me one good reason why you’ve been avoiding my calls?”“Didn’t Mason pass along my message?” Anastasia questioned, closing the door and heading to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water.While doing so, she did
Whatever dark, alcohol induced thought that had been roaming Anastasia’s mind was dashed the moment she gave Lloyd the pass code to her apartment and instead of doing anything when he arrived at her room, he simply tucked her underneath the duvet and sighed.“You’re really a case.” He mumbled underneath his breath, but she clearly heard it, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, she caught his wrist.“You’re leaving? You’re not gonna do anything?” She had blurted out the question before she could control her own words and in seconds, she wished for the bed to open up and swallow her.Gosh, why had she said that?The alcohol, yeah, it is as definitely the alcohol!“Do you want me to stay?” Lloyd’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “Do you want me to stay, Anastasia?” He repeated when she remained silent.Her grip around his wrist loosened and Lloyd nodded.Of course she didn’t want him to stay. That was simply the alcohol in her system talking.Swallowing the bitter pill, he
Lloyd’s words had instantly sent Anastasia’s heart into an overdrive. Without even needing to focus on it, she could feel her heart beating hard against her chest, shaken up by his words, his proximity and the look in her eyes.And it scared her.Not Lloyd, but rather the familial pounding of her heart and the fluttering in her stomach, because she knew it all too well and it was a feeling she feared.It was the same feelings that had caused her unfortunate relationship with Derek.Those memories flashed within her mind and before Anastasia knew it, she had paled.Lloyd didn’t fail to notice this and in seconds, his expression changed into concern. But before he could say anything, she had broken free from his hold and stood up, walking towards her door and holding it open.“Get out.” She demanded.Lloyd was surprised by the sudden shift in her attitude. Just a few seconds ago, she seemed pissed at him, now the look in her eyes made it seem like she was trying to be on guard against h
Shrouded by the darkness her office provided after lights out, with her eyes glued to the bright screen of her laptop, Anastasia replayed the CCTV footage she had gotten from Danco.She studied the man’s movement, how he had approached Logan, his face shaded by the black hoodie he wore. She paused the video during moments of their interaction, trying to read the lips of Logan.It was clear he rejected at first. He even looked appealed by the idea. But then his eyes suddenly showed the interest that had sipped into his mind after heading something that he hooded figure had told him.What could it have been? Anastasia wondered as she watched the part of their interaction where Logan had indeed offered the hooded figure payment, in the form of raw cash, but he rejected, handed the drive over to Logan and walked out.Smartly, the hooded figure had walked in the opposite direction waiting until the attention on his had lessened before he came back and entered the black car, which belonged
“What?” Anastasia blinked in surprise after hearing what Logan had said. “He didn’t request for any money?”“Yes. As a matter of fact, it seemed like he was doing it not out of crude or hatred, but rather obligation. At first I thought something was wrong, I tried refusing it, trust me, but he insist and before I knew it, that bastard had dumped the concept and vanished.”Anastasia brows knitted together more. This wasn’t at all in the file that Kareem had given her. In fact, going back to what he had told her when briefing her about the case, he said the employee’s motive for selling the concepts was because they had gotten fired and had a personal grudge against the company.But that wasn’t the case, at least not from both sides.“And did you tell your attorney this or-““Yes, I have. I even explained the whole goddamn thing to Riley when his lawyer dropped by yesterday, but he refused to listen. He thinks I’m covering for the employee.” Logan sighed. “Look, I’m telling you the trut
Anastasia sat in the chair farest from Lloyd, listening to all his assistant had decided to tell her about the situation.Yes, she had accepted the job. Why? Well it was simple, the pay. The money that was offered for her to handle this case was more than enough to buy her a whole island.Who was she to turn down such an opportunity. Most definitely not her and most definitely not because of someone name Lloyd Riley.“And that is the case.” Kareem concluded.“I see.” Anastasia hummed, nodding her head in the process. From all she had heard, learnt and was able to gather, the situation on ground had come about because of an employee who had stolen confidential files from the company and took it to a rivalry company, selling it off.But the rivaling company, either they were not smart enough to change the concept of what had been sold to them or that they purposely wanted to rub the fact that they had gotten hands on L.R co’s latest concept.Either way, it was a stupid move and Anastasi
Lloyd woke up the next morning to find the bed beside him cold and empty. His brows furrowed and as he sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, his mind recalled the events from last night yet Anastasia was nowhere to been seen.Did she leave? He wondered.He looked around, and his eyes landed on a piece of paper on his bedside table.Lloyd frowned and picked the note up, his eyes skimming through the words written on it.Last night was great, but I could have gotten better. I left some cash to thank you for your service. Hope we don’t ever cross paths again, Lloyd Riley.After reading the message, Lloyd’s eyes quickly found a thousand dollar bill placed on top of his wallet and he chuckled.“Is this a fucking joke?”Did Anastasia take him as a sex worker? Or did she think he was a prostitute?And she even had the balls to tell him that she hoped they were crossed paths again.He shook his head, still finding it funny that she’d leave a message like this.“Oh, Anastasia, you’re so cut
“Lloyd Riley, I’ll make this a night for you to remember.”It was like a promise, or maybe even a declaration, but regardless, it was one Anastasia was determined to keep and she knew just how to do so.Over the course of years, she had dealt with boys like Lloyd, players, the call themselves. They waltz into your life, mess up your emotions and end up using you as a one night stand.Anastasia’s first experience at that had been painful, so right now, as she walked back to where she and Lloyd had been seated, she wondered how Lloyd would feel if the tables were turned on him.“You done?” Lloyd asked as she took her seat from across him, fingers curling around the glass of her whiskey.“Yes. The bathroom here didn’t really have much to offer.” She flashed him a smile, deciding to move on to her plan rather than delaying an further. “So, do you have any plans after this?” She asked, placing the tip of her glass on her lower lip and looking at Lloyd through her lashes.He narrowed his ey
Standing in front of the mirror, Anastasia sighed, a frown etched onto her face as she checked herself. For a second, she debated whether or not she could pull off the outfit she was wearing.Her usual dress code, always having had the mindset of a lawyer and boss woman, was a simple jumpsuit or trousers and a blouse. But tonight, she had decided to switch things up.Tonight, she was wearing a knee length, skin tight dress, a dress that was cut at the front, revealing the bare skin of her thigh. Her hair, usually held up in a messy bun, was free flowing down her back, her lips a deep shade of red and her eyelashes long and luscious.As she stood there, checking herself, her mind began running wild.Why had she agreed to a date with Lloyd? What the fuck was she thinking?She shook her head, this for sure, was going to turn out to be chaos.Being ripped away from her thought by the sound of her door bell ringing, Anastasia decided to lock up her worries in the back of her mind and appro