KEIAWhen the door opened and she walked in, I was completely caught off guard. I'd been expecting a potential secretary, someone who could fill in the spot without much trouble. But seeing her was the last thing I expected. Shocked was too weak a word to describe how I felt in that moment but I pushed the feeling down.All I noticed was her figure. It was confident and she had this kind of strength that immediately appealed to me, as if she hadn't hadn't come from a place like a prison. Her clothes were quite professional, but they did almost nothing to hide her curves. But that wasn't just it. Her gaze... the way she held her head high, was just so strange. She looked lower, maybe even more than she had years ago. However, when she got closer, the chill coursed down my spine. Her face. Her eyes. Keia. I'd recognized her instantly but there were a lot of questions I had.She used to be my brother's wife and back then, I'd watched her from a distance. I had a crush on her back when I
KEIAThe alarm buzzed right at six and this time, I didn't hit snooze. Thankfully, I'd gone to bed early, so I was sharp and ready to tackle the day. I quickly sat up but carefully also, not to disturb Liana who was still curled up beside me, fast asleep. She had been generous enough to let me stay with her while I got back on my feet and waking her this early was the last thing I wanted.I knew she she had stayed up late, thinning about ehat had happened last night with the landlord. It was stressful, I knew, but it wouldn't be long before she'd get over it, I knew. She had a way of handling things, perhaps a gift. That was why I didn't argue with her when she told me she would take care of the landlord. I just hoped things would happen like she had said and nothing would go wrong. We could only hope.Getting out of bed, I grabbed my clothes and walked ro the bathroon. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was quickly reminded that I was a sidereal person now- not the s
KEIAGetting bafk to my office and desk, I tried focusing on the work he had given me but my mind was not at rest at all. That was because I kept thinking. Was he angry at me because I was late, or was he disappointed?There had been no signs of frustration, but that only made things a lot harder. Considering how silent he was, reading his mind would be extremely difficult, almost impossible. Shaking my head in an attempt to smap myself out of the chaos my mind had gotten into, I better myself."Focus, Keia," I whispered to myself but the more I tried to concentrate, the more I kept thinking about Sawyer. The way he looked so calm, and composed, indifferent. I got to work immediately and began typing up the reports.When I was dome, I quickly checked for errors. But yet again, the words all seemed blurry and my fingers moved like they had something else that wasn't me controlling them, almost as if they had a mind of their own. I double-checked the figures but most times I got lost. My
v SAWYERStaring at the minute hand of the clock, it seemed as if each tick marked every second that she was late. I kept checking the wall of the clock, then my watch as though either of them would tell a different time from the other. But it was altering right in my face, she was late. Where the hell was she then? I wondered. I was worried, not angry. My mind wouldn't stop going over all sorts of reasons why this was happening. Did she quit the job or did this have to do with the morning traffic. Or maybe... the thought sent a chill running through me. Maybe Artemis got her. The thought of my brother interfering made my stomach roll. Artemis wasn't the type of person who left things alone, especially if he thought they gave him control. But I told myself that considering what she had gone through, she wasn't going back to him any time soon. I didn't think there had been any sort of communication or connection between the both of them lately. Even as I thought abou
KEIAI'd noticed something the whole time since we'd come here. He'd been staring at me. I noticed it the moment we sat down to it but I tried to ignore it. I thought that was because of my being late. But I had apologised, right? I asked myself, but there still wasn't an answer about it yet. Maybe he was still mad about everything, I thought. I kept my eyes on the plate and focused instead on every bite of food as though it were the most interesting thing in the world. I had nowhere else to look and nothing else to do other than eat. His eyes didn't leave me. They didn't waver, and it felt like he was studying me. Each time I looked up at him, my heart jumped just a tiny bit because they were still focused on me. He was just there... watching. It made me uncomfortable because my mind soon began to go over everything that had happened. Why was he staring at me so hard like I was doing something wrong? My mind went back to me coning Kate today. Maybe he hadn't accepted my apology and
KEIAWhen he told me that he expected me to have lunch with him there, I was too shocked to day anything at first. Was that impulsive? Or was there really something behind it? I was forced to think he'd been impulsive because of the awkward drama that had happened back there but something in his eyes told me that it was more than that. It couldn't just be an awkward drama. I had opened my mouth to say something and maybe ask why he had even though I was going to agree to that but he cut me off before I could say anything. "If you're not going to listen to me, then maybe you should quit." I was so shocked by his words even though he sounded so calm, so matter-of-fact, as if he had all the power here. It was very clear from the foregoing that he was trying to make this command and not a request. And it was making me angry, but I had to clench my teeth and hold back my anger because I didn't want to do anything rash and destroy the way we had been relating. It was tense, to say the lea
KEIAWhen he told me that he expected me to have lunch with him there, I was too shocked to day anything at first. Was that impulsive? Or was there really something behind it? I was forced to think he'd been impulsive because of the awkward drama that had happened back there but something in his eyes told me that it was more than that. It couldn't just be an awkward drama. I had opened my mouth to say something and maybe ask why he had even though I was going to agree to that but he cut me off before I could say anything. "If you're not going to listen to me, then maybe you should quit." I was so shocked by his words even though he sounded so calm, so matter-of-fact, as if he had all the power here. It was very clear from the foregoing that he was trying to make this command and not a request. And it was making me angry, but I had to clench my teeth and hold back my anger because I didn't want to do anything rash and destroy the way we had been relating. It was tense, to say the lea
Theodore:The cold evening breeze kissed my skin and I gently inhaled. It had been so fucking long since I had experienced this.The evening view was magnificent. The darkened sky and the twinkling stars, the cool breeze and the sight of the amber lights of the street lamps.Five years felt like forever and I felt tears pricking my eyes at the sight and feeling of freedom. I made a mental note to thank Pedro, the lawyer that had handled my case, for being able to negotiate my sentence and gain me my freedom.I had expected to see my husband's car and when I didn't see his familiar red Porsche, the pang of disappointment that weighed on my heart had my hands quivering but it didn't quell the happiness inside me. Perhaps Fred had gotten so busy that he had forgotten to pick me up. After all, it was his lawyer that had gotten me free from the shackles of hell.I dug into my purse and fished out my phone, groaning in frustration because my phone was dead. Sighing, I took off the stilettos