"My father was a bastard. A very big one." Bryce muttered and Hera swallowed. She wasn't used to such vulgar words but he was hurt so she would let him. If this is the way he wanted to express himself and let out all the pain, then she would encourage him as long as he felt better afterwards. "My mother and father were not always in love as I had imagined. They were forced to get married by their parents and had always pretended to be together for public eyes.""My dad was an abuser and a manipulator." He said at last. "I didn't know because mom was so good at hiding it. He would protray her to the world as someone who was mentally unstable and couldn't put her shit together. She would cover her scars with dresses, wear heavy make-up and would smile to the media that she was okay. Everyone thought that her marriage was heaven on earth, but they didn't know half the shit that happened at home behind closed doors."The more he spoke, the more he gripped her hands tightly. Hera felt his
Bryce woke up to find Hera's side of the bed completely empty. The last thing he remembered was curling up on her thighs till he drifted off to sleep so where did she go? They had slept together and he was sure of it. There's no way in hell that she'd leave him to sleep somewhere else. The possibility of that happening was one hundred to one percent but he was hoping that she didn't. Just then, she walked into the room holding a tray containing breakfast of different sorts."Good morning." She greeted and a smile lit up on his face. He was genuinely happy to see her. She didn't leave."You didn't leave." It was more of a statement than a question. He thought that telling her his past had maybe scared her off or maybe he had thought that his presence had scared her away from her own bedroom but he was wrong. He didn't want her to feel scared or threatened by him. He was hoping that they had crossed that bridge. He was really hoping that she didn't consider him a monster like he'd hoped
Hera pulled herself away from his touch and sat upright on the bed. At first, she thought that she didn't hear him clearly but she did. He was asking her to move in. There's no way she could do that. They're not in any relationship whatsoever and she doesn't know If it's the right thing to do at this point. Moving in was a very big request and she doesn't know what to say or how to even respond to that. She most definitely wasn't expecting him to say such to her.She was trying not to feel guilty that he had slept here and he was asking her to move in? She would just have to tell him that she couldn't do it but why was it so hard for her to do so? Was it because somewhere In her hearts of hearts, she was considering it?Hera heard ruffling of sheets behind her as he tried to get up as well. "Why are you so quiet? Did I say or do something wrong this time?"She shook her head no. "Not really. I'm just...I don't think that I'm ready to move In with you Bryce. I don't want to." She ran h
Hera was able to pick up a few things and Bryce helped her with the move. She didn't know why though. It's not like his mansion was far away from his apartment. They were basically living inches away from each other but when she insisted on doing it herself, he didn't let her."Is that all the stuff you would be needing?" He asked when shut the door to her apartment. She gave a slight nod."For now, yes. I can always come back here should in case I forgot something. It's not like I'm moving somewhere far away." She answered and he nodded in agreement.Mariam who heard the commotion walked outside to meet the scene in front of her. At first, she thought that Hera was moving away but when she saw Bryce heading towards his mansion with Hera's luggage, she was sure that something else was going on."Oh hi Mariam!" He called out to her. His face beaming with smiles. This would probably be the first time she would see her boss smiling so openly to her. What changed?She had thought that the
Hera took the next few minutes to unpack her belongings. She was busily arranging her stuff to put them away neatly. She wasn't used to a disorganized space. She liked it when everything around her was kept where they should be and in good condition for easy access.After unpacking, she decided to wash off in her bathroom that was specifically built in her own side of the bedroom. She has never been exposed to this sort of luxury in her entire life. When she was done, she wore a casual dress, sat down on her bed and took in her supposed bedroom for the umpteenth time that afternoon. Just then she noticed the door and stood up to slide it open. She twisted the door knob and it gave way. Just like he said, she stepped into his bedroom. He wasn't joking when he said that he wasn't going to let her out of his sight cause her room is intertwined with his. When he said next to his, she had thought that he meant side by side or opposites but how wrong had she been. It wasn't side by side at
"Is there anything else that you'd like me to do sir?" Doris, his secretary asked Bryce as they made their way towards his office while he tried to readjust his tie to let in some air into his already sweaty body. He had just closed a deal with a major investor from another country and he couldn't help but feel accomplished about it. He had been stressed about it and now, it was finally over.Stepping into his office, he rounded his desk and lowered himself on his chair before facing her. "Nothing really Doris. Just submit those files to the manager and he'll handle the rest from there."She smiled, feeling at ease and a lot contented. This week had been a hectic one and although her boss has been a lot nicer than he usually was, she still felt like he would have fired her at the spot if she had made any mistakes prior to this meeting. Her life and apparently her job has been hanging on a single thread since then."Alright sir. I'll make sure he gets them." She picked it up from his t
Bryce watched Hera pray that morning as different thoughts wandered through his mind. Usually he would say the occasional 'amen' like he usually does every morning but now, it's like he wasn't even interested. She was going on a godamn date with that man. He doesn't care if he's a good person but the fact remains that whoever she was going out with, was not him and that's a problem.The way she had casually said it didn't sit well with him. He knows that she's not used to the workings of this world and that's another problem. A date to her might sound more like a friendly outing, a trip to church or something like that. What if the idiot is planning something? And why has he been thinking about this shit since last night? Why does he feel the increasing urge to murder someone? What is the meaning of these emotions?"Good morning Bryce." Hera jolted him out of his thoughts. "Did you sleep well?"No, he didn't. He did everything but sleep well last night. He had crawled to her side of t
"What did you just say?" Bryce inquired for the third time that evening. He didn't exactly what to feel or how best to contain the excitement coursing through his veins. Listening to Hera say those words to him felt like a dream. A wild dream or was it a fantasy dream? What exactly do you call a dream that you didn't think was ever going to happen but then it did happen and now you're suddenly feeling ecstatic about it? Yeah, that was exactly how Bryce felt at that particular moment. Like he could suddenly carry the entire world on his shoulders. For the first time ever, he felt good about himself. He knew just how tight-lipped and reserved Hera was so saying something like this to him had definitely taken a lot of courage and a lot of guts. He felt proud to know that he was the first person that she had ever opened up about her feelings to. This right here, was the moment he had always craved. The moment he had always wanted to happen. He had been waiting for this day patiently and