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
A week since I started my job hunt and seven companies down, all I had to show for it were rejection emails and a stack of coffee cups. It was beginning to become frustrating because their reason for not accepting me was the fact that I have been to prison.“Urgh!” I banged my head on the table as I just finished reading yet another rejection email and it said basically the same thing as the others but in different words.Life had been rather difficult for me since I had moved out of Fred's place on a whim and dropped an impromptu arrival at my beloved best-friend's place. Serena had been rather welcoming despite the surprise etched on her face, I figured the broken look on my face had told her everything without me having to speak.Serena has been by my side, encouraging me to keep pushing and I did. I was grateful to her because she has been nothing but my support since my messy divorce with Fred. She had connected me with a lawyer who was willing to prepare the divorce papers and p
I woke up to a terrible headache that threatened to blow my brain off. My hands flew to my head, afraid that it might fall off if I moved too much. I hissed at the aches that attacked my body as I tried to move, freezing at the spot at the restriction around my waist.I gulped with a racing heart and looked down. My heart lept out of my chest the moment I was met with the sight of a man with his arm around my waist. He had long curly black hair that was sitting in wild messy waves and long lashes that framed his lids. My breaths were knocked out of my chest when I leaned closer to get a better view of his face.He had high cheekbones and a pointed nose that led to slightly thick pale red lips. His thick brows held a natural arch. I could only stare in awe and surprise. How could such a handsome creature exist? He looked adorable as he slept, with his hair grazing his cheeks. I was tempted to reach down and tuck away the invasive strands but withheld myself. Something about him struck
KEIAI was a throbbing mess of excitement and nerves when I walked through the glass office doors. I'd landed the job even though a lot of people still asked why. From the foregoing, almost everyone had a relative and friend they wanted in this position. That was why they kept whispering and glancing at me when I was walking through the hallways. I had no idea what they were saying, but I knew for a fact that rumours were already going about. Letting out a heavy sigh, I gently closed the door behind me, murmuring under my breath while clutching the bag tightly. "Here goes nothing."I headed to my desk, and began to vet everything in order so I could start work. It all felt strange, sitting in a new environment and trying to settle in. I was prepared to take on it while hoping that this Job was going to help bring me some stability, and the revenge on Artemis after everything he had done to me. My heart twisted with a pang of hatred each time the thoughts sauntered back into my head. I
KEIAThe urge to say no to him was almost overpowering, but then I was struck by the thought. I remembered instantly why I was here, why I was doing this job. If this was going to work out, I needed him. Getting close to Sawyer was not just a job perk but it was also a vital part of my plan to make sure I got back to Artemis so I could show him that I wasn't the kind of person he could just use and throw away.He was going to learn this the hard way, and I would be there to look him in the face once everything began planting out for me. Taking a deep breath, I forced out a smile and nodded."Alright. Thank you so much. I'll take the ride." I climbed into the car before settling in the posh seat. He stayed silent, and kept staring ahead at the road. He didn't talk to me, unless. He was quiet most of the time, and that had me wondering why he had offered me the ride in the first place.I realised another problem as the drive went on. If we both stayed quiet this way, then there was no w