“And then, just when I was really starting to believe we had lost all of the film's footage, my assistant managed to find a single backup saved on one of the editors' computers.” the young man in front of Millicent concluded his story with a relieved sigh, almost as if he was reliving that moment “That saved my ass. I could never redo the filming with that first budget Mrs. Poulin gave me.”Millicent was relieved to be able to smile at that moment, as it helped her suppress a yawn. It wasn't like poor Mr. Lloyd was extremely boring or anything. He was a dedicated apprentice to Laura and a film director who was shooting his third independent film. His humor was pleasant and he had even insisted that she just call him Albert. Under other circumstances, she would have been more interested in hearing him talk about all this. But, God, she was so, so tired... After days of preparing for the workshop, she had still spent more time there, talking to Laura's partners as they left one after th
For a second, the two remained frozen there, facing each other. Isaac looking shocked, while Millicent felt her head almost hurt from the amount of thoughts that occurred to her in the space of a second. Was this what it felt like to have an epiphany? Feeling like a multitude of loose pieces in your brain had finally connected and formed a complete picture? Something she had never thought about before, but suddenly seemed obvious?All that time lamenting the fact Austin had become a different person than he showed in those letters, and now…“Isaac.” she called out to him again, her tone becoming urgent “Answer me.”“I don't know what you're talking about.” Isaac spoke, but it sounded so artificial and untrue that Millicent didn't even mind the coldness in his voice “Whatever happened to you, Austin and those letters, is in the past. Forget it.”“I... I always wondered what could have happened to make Austin so different in person than he was in those letters, but... I didn't allow mys
Isaac had been in sticky situations before. Situations where coming out with just a broken arm or a few cuts was an advantage.But at that moment, as Millicent stared at him with outrage and hurt in her big green eyes, he felt a strange kind of nervousness that he had never experienced before. He had even driven her to his apartment, hoping that maybe some quiet time would relax her a little, but… From the look on her face, they were going to have a long night ahead. And not in a good way.“Are you finally going to start talking?” she asked, her voice low and as threatening as Millicent could be “Or am I going to have to get this out of you?”“How exactly do you plan to do this? Maybe I'll end up liking it...'' He gave her his best seductive smile, but even though her cheeks gained a little color, she remained stern.“I'm going to get really mad if you keep treating this like a joke, Carnby.” she grunted, her shoulders slowly lowering, as if his attempt to ease the tension had only s
“I thought Austin had no interest in being my pen pal.” Millicent snorted, her tone annoyed as if she was irritated even by Austin's past self "He decided to interfere just to keep you from having a single friend?"“Austin might be lazy, but he was never stupid.” Isaac sighed “He always knew he would have to obey Evan's orders and fulfill his role as your long-distance friend, even though it took you three years to return to America. When the rumor started going around High Society that Massimo and his family were going back to their mansion in New York, Austin finally decided to do his homework and read some of the letters you sent me. I tried to trick him, but… I wasn't very successful.” “Trick him?” Millicent asked and, only then, did Isaac realize he had blurted out more than he should have “What do you mean?”“I… I didn't want him to find out about how close we were. I didn’t want him to know you had become my best friend.” Isaac grumbled, but left out the main part.Even though
It had only been a little over a week since Isaac had laid his hands on Millicent, but even so, he felt like a man trapped in a desert, thirsty for any drop of water he could get. Despite all the desire and need he had contained within himself while she was mad at him, not even Isaac himself had any idea he was about to lose control like that. His arms seemed to have a mind of their own as he carried Millicent to the bedroom. Their tongues were intertwined as they kissed and his hands were filled with her ass, feeling her move her hips toward his erection, aching and still hidden in his pants. But even so, that didn't seem to be enough. The walk to the bed suddenly felt too long, too long to wait, especially when Millicent was moaning against his mouth, looking as needy as he did.“Isaac…” Millicent panted in his ear when, instead of wasting any more time walking over to that useless bed, Isaac sat her down on the dining table, letting her breathe a little while he kissed her neck, e
Evan and Florence’s parties always tended to be exaggerated and bordered on megalomania. But there was something more to this one in particular. They had invited every person who was part of or close to High Society, including those who had no relevance to their business with the Bianchi, so their ballroom was as absurdly crowded as ever. However, everything, from the decor to the nearby string quartet playing, seemed too expensive and refined, even by their standards. Not that Millicent thought it was a mere coincidence, however. It was a message.“Continue supporting my son in his goals and we offer all this fortune to you.” That was what Evan and Florence wanted to make clear to everyone there, even without words. The facade that relations between the Bianchi and Carnbys had continued even after the engagement party scandal fooled no one. Everyone knew Austin's stay at her father's company and that contract with Evan were just a time bomb waiting to explode. Regardless of how good
If anyone in high society were asked who Millicent Bianchi was, there would be only one answer: She was the eldest daughter of Massimo Bianchi. And, because of that, she had everything.Even though she doesn't deserve it. She had a loving family, loyal friends, a job she had achieved without any effort and a surname that carried a legacy too great for someone as mediocre as her... And now, she also had a flawless engagement party. Courtesy of a perfect groom to a not-so-perfect bride. This was very clear to everyone, as her future husband was happily greeting all the High Society bigwigs who were scattered around the Bianchi’s garden, while Millicent was there, hidden in the shadows, observing everything from afar.Like always. “You know you don’t have to force yourself to do this.” Her mother’s gentle voice whispered in her ear “It’s a big step. If you don’t want to go through with all of this, your father and I will be here to protect you and sort things out.”“I know you will be
“You can do this, Millie. Just… Breathe.”Millicent muttered to herself, hoping her frantic thoughts might drown out the murmurs and sharp looks that followed her the instant she crossed the hallway. “Oh, it looks like daddy’s little princess insisted on coming to yet another meeting… What do you think?” a female voice asked, mischievously “Is she finally going to present something today? Or just lean on Mr. Carnby’s work, as always…?”“Are you crazy?!” another woman gasped “Lower your voice! Mr. Bianchi may not be here today, but he will definitely know if any of us are caught talking shit about his daughter!” It would have been very easy for Millicent to simply turn around and confront them. However, since the last thing she wanted was to see someone on their knees, begging her to save their jobs, she just continued on her way, silently. Presenting her project was the only thing she should worry about and the only reason she was fighting her heavy eyes and her tired body. It had t
Evan and Florence’s parties always tended to be exaggerated and bordered on megalomania. But there was something more to this one in particular. They had invited every person who was part of or close to High Society, including those who had no relevance to their business with the Bianchi, so their ballroom was as absurdly crowded as ever. However, everything, from the decor to the nearby string quartet playing, seemed too expensive and refined, even by their standards. Not that Millicent thought it was a mere coincidence, however. It was a message.“Continue supporting my son in his goals and we offer all this fortune to you.” That was what Evan and Florence wanted to make clear to everyone there, even without words. The facade that relations between the Bianchi and Carnbys had continued even after the engagement party scandal fooled no one. Everyone knew Austin's stay at her father's company and that contract with Evan were just a time bomb waiting to explode. Regardless of how good
It had only been a little over a week since Isaac had laid his hands on Millicent, but even so, he felt like a man trapped in a desert, thirsty for any drop of water he could get. Despite all the desire and need he had contained within himself while she was mad at him, not even Isaac himself had any idea he was about to lose control like that. His arms seemed to have a mind of their own as he carried Millicent to the bedroom. Their tongues were intertwined as they kissed and his hands were filled with her ass, feeling her move her hips toward his erection, aching and still hidden in his pants. But even so, that didn't seem to be enough. The walk to the bed suddenly felt too long, too long to wait, especially when Millicent was moaning against his mouth, looking as needy as he did.“Isaac…” Millicent panted in his ear when, instead of wasting any more time walking over to that useless bed, Isaac sat her down on the dining table, letting her breathe a little while he kissed her neck, e
“I thought Austin had no interest in being my pen pal.” Millicent snorted, her tone annoyed as if she was irritated even by Austin's past self "He decided to interfere just to keep you from having a single friend?"“Austin might be lazy, but he was never stupid.” Isaac sighed “He always knew he would have to obey Evan's orders and fulfill his role as your long-distance friend, even though it took you three years to return to America. When the rumor started going around High Society that Massimo and his family were going back to their mansion in New York, Austin finally decided to do his homework and read some of the letters you sent me. I tried to trick him, but… I wasn't very successful.” “Trick him?” Millicent asked and, only then, did Isaac realize he had blurted out more than he should have “What do you mean?”“I… I didn't want him to find out about how close we were. I didn’t want him to know you had become my best friend.” Isaac grumbled, but left out the main part.Even though
Isaac had been in sticky situations before. Situations where coming out with just a broken arm or a few cuts was an advantage.But at that moment, as Millicent stared at him with outrage and hurt in her big green eyes, he felt a strange kind of nervousness that he had never experienced before. He had even driven her to his apartment, hoping that maybe some quiet time would relax her a little, but… From the look on her face, they were going to have a long night ahead. And not in a good way.“Are you finally going to start talking?” she asked, her voice low and as threatening as Millicent could be “Or am I going to have to get this out of you?”“How exactly do you plan to do this? Maybe I'll end up liking it...'' He gave her his best seductive smile, but even though her cheeks gained a little color, she remained stern.“I'm going to get really mad if you keep treating this like a joke, Carnby.” she grunted, her shoulders slowly lowering, as if his attempt to ease the tension had only s
For a second, the two remained frozen there, facing each other. Isaac looking shocked, while Millicent felt her head almost hurt from the amount of thoughts that occurred to her in the space of a second. Was this what it felt like to have an epiphany? Feeling like a multitude of loose pieces in your brain had finally connected and formed a complete picture? Something she had never thought about before, but suddenly seemed obvious?All that time lamenting the fact Austin had become a different person than he showed in those letters, and now…“Isaac.” she called out to him again, her tone becoming urgent “Answer me.”“I don't know what you're talking about.” Isaac spoke, but it sounded so artificial and untrue that Millicent didn't even mind the coldness in his voice “Whatever happened to you, Austin and those letters, is in the past. Forget it.”“I... I always wondered what could have happened to make Austin so different in person than he was in those letters, but... I didn't allow mys
“And then, just when I was really starting to believe we had lost all of the film's footage, my assistant managed to find a single backup saved on one of the editors' computers.” the young man in front of Millicent concluded his story with a relieved sigh, almost as if he was reliving that moment “That saved my ass. I could never redo the filming with that first budget Mrs. Poulin gave me.”Millicent was relieved to be able to smile at that moment, as it helped her suppress a yawn. It wasn't like poor Mr. Lloyd was extremely boring or anything. He was a dedicated apprentice to Laura and a film director who was shooting his third independent film. His humor was pleasant and he had even insisted that she just call him Albert. Under other circumstances, she would have been more interested in hearing him talk about all this. But, God, she was so, so tired... After days of preparing for the workshop, she had still spent more time there, talking to Laura's partners as they left one after th
If Millicent had known those three days of workshopping for Austin's team would be so tiring, she would have tried harder to keep Austin around and forced him to act as a leader, rather than running away and leaving all the responsibilities on her shoulders.“Gosh…” she sighed as she finally sank into an armchair in the anteroom of the company auditorium. On the other side of the wall where she was leaning, the last lecture of the day had ended and now the entire team was free to talk and enjoy the buffet she had hired for that occasion. Well, at least they all looked happy and excited, ready to go back to work full steam ahead the next day. It made Millicent feel like all that effort had been worth it.“If you ever ask me to help you with something like that again…” Cassie, who was already leaning back in an armchair on her side, mumbled “Our friendship is over. And I don't care if it counts in my time bank. I would a million times rather spend all night working for Mr. Davis than ru
“That’s what you call capture?! Where did you put the fucking wire I gave you? In your ass?” Commissioner Wilson shouted, making Isaac roll his eyes.“If you are incompetent and cannot capture the evidence you prepared yourself, then it is not my problem.” he sighed “I could have ended up with a bullet in my head if that piece of junk of yours had let out one last hiss, but you’re not listening to me talk shit, are you?”“Listen here, you son of a bitch…”“Calm down, Greg. The boy has a point. Don't forget he is our best tool right now. None of the others managed to approach the Greco’s as successfully as he did.” Wilson’s right-hand man, Detective Holloway, interceded “Relax a little. What we captured was enough evidenc
“I hope you don’t mind giving me a few minutes of your time, sweetie.” Fiona smiled, her body expression and murmured voice making it clear she was, once, certainly very seductive.“Should I be interested in something that cannot be heard by Mr. Greco?” Isaac shot back, but his words only made her laugh.“Why, darling. Anyone who does business with the Greco’s is part of the family and you shouldn’t act like that towards the family.” She placed her hand on his shoulder, stroking it for a second, before he moved away “Besides, it's not like I'm wanting to do anything out of Ugo's eyes. I just know this is a subject that bores him, but I have a feeling it won't be like that for you.” “Maybe, if you take the trouble to be a little more direct, I can tell you whether I’m interested or not.”“A straightforward man, I see. Well, from what I've heard about Evan's plans for you, I can't say it's your fault for being so grumpy like that.” she sighed, falsely worried, but obviously didn't pursu