The cheesecake was excellent, just like she remembered it being. It was the perfect thing to melt all the anger she felt towards Aiden. The rub of it all was that she couldn’t single out what made her feel infuriated. Aiden’s bluntness or his disregard for her.He didn’t have to be so blunt about him not wanting her to meet his mother, the way he had said it kind of infuriated her. Was it because she was a stripper or because she was never going to be one of the girl’s he hung out with? A group of girls in low-cut dresses had flocked by their table twice, each giggling and whispering to one another. One had been bold enough to look Aiden in the eye and smile widely at him. It annoyed her so much, they had the guts to look at her husband —her fake husband. Was she jealous? Just a tiny little bit. She didn’t want him for herself, he was too reckless and carefree for her liking. He should be thankful, if she hadn’t shown up in his life, he could have lost his father’s properties
One week, two days, six hours and nine minutes later, Jeanine was still stock in a state of confusion, anger and pure delight. Mostly anger, she had seen Aiden only twice after the kiss. The first time she saw him, he mumbled a good morning to her when he was about to leave the house and the second time, he nodded his head to her in acknowledgment. Who kissed someone that passionately and didn’t talk about it? It was almost like it didn’t happen, the only evidence were their pictures on the front pages of gossip magazines and her lips still wishing they were locked in his. She understood it was all an act but she couldn’t pretend that she didn’t feel something that night, she didn’t feel a thousand fireworks go off in her tummy, her knees weak and jelly like from his kiss. The drive home that night was quiet, she had stayed awake all night thinking of him while he was probably fast asleep or working on a new project. The next morning, she was late to her class and she zoned out so
Something about the punching bag tearing open brought him satisfaction. There was no other perfect distraction than boxing, he declined a match with an opponent in the boxing ring because he was scared of what the rage in him would do.The past week had been hell for him, he had been consumed by guilt and blame. He shouldn’t have kissed her, what the heck was he thinking?He shouldn’t have dragged her into his messy life, Jeanine was a girl from a small village who deserved a nice life. Now, there were so many publications on the internet about her, most of which said very horrible things about her. “That’s the second bag you’ve torn” Henry commented and then took a gulp of his waterThe lawyer had spent the past hour trying to talk to his client but Aiden paid him no attention. “I’ve never seen you this way, Aiden” he started as he watched him move to another punching bag“Are you going to talk about what is going on with you?” Aiden sighed as he stared at his bruised
She wrapped her scarf carefully around her face as she made her way to the back of mama Lucia’s restaurant. She hoped the oversized glasses and clothes were enough disguise. It was the first time she left the house in three days, she had missed all her classes and spent her time curling up in bed, feeling sorry for herself and her family.She needed someone to talk to. Aiden was busy with one meeting or the other and it didn’t seem like he wanted to talk to her. He was her boss, she knew what she signed up for when she went through the contract, so why bother him? “You look terrible” Aaron commented as she sat opposite himHis voice was cold and distant and she could feel the look of disgust in his eyes.Things between them were never going to be the same. She imagined that they’d get married after college even though she didn’t feel anything for him but now, that was never going to happen. He was the only one that looked at her with love in his eyes, the only man that told h
She folded her arms and then tried to focus her eyes on a painting on the wall. It was easy to feed her eyes on different things, Aiden was an art collector and he had a piece in almost every room. It wasn’t the first time she had dinner with him but it was different, she was way more nervous than the first time and she had sweat on her palms. She had even taken extra time to pick out her outfit, it was a regular shirt and her favorite jeans which according to her former roommates enhanced her curves. He was dressed in a sleeveless tank top and gray sweatpants. It was the simplest of outfits but it was Aiden, he could never look bad in anything. She swallowed hard at the sight of his tattoos, she resisted the urge to reach across the table and run her hands along his arm.Was this what it felt like to have a crush on someone? She felt herself melting under his gaze and when the chef brought in their food, she could finally breathe. “Have a nice meal” the chef smiled after h
Aiden yawned as he made his way downstairs. For the first time in weeks, he had slept peacefully and he was taking a break from work which was an absolute shocker to his personal assistant. Life was great, the association of business managers and administrators had nominated for businessman of the year which he had won twice in a row. He was certain he would win again because of how hard he worked, his father’s company recorded twice the usual amount of sales in just a few months of him taking over.He decided to skip his usual morning run because the day was strictly for resting and his hands were still bruised from boxing.As a married man, he wasn’t doing as bad as he thought he’d do. His mother invited them for dinner which he almost declined but accepted at the last minute only because she hadn’t met Jeanine yet. He sighed at the thought of his wife, she was quite a character. It was obvious that their little kiss had rattled her but she was right too, if she didn’t feel
She scribbled some notes in her book as she tried to keep up with her lectures. Usually, she was weeks ahead of what was being discussed in class so her little break from school didn’t change anything. The whispering that followed her around had died down, all people did was stare at her which she didn’t mind. She had to develop tough skin if she wanted to complete her degree or she waited another year. She sighed for the umpteenth time as she focused her eyes on the board. Zoning out was difficult, Aiden somehow occupied her thoughts the most. She had seen him shirtless in the kitchen and she struggled for words. She fed her eyes on his body and devoured him mercilessly, she wanted to ask what each tattoo signifies, to memorize each placement on his body. Seeing him in that state made her stutter, she searched for words but could barely find any. Now that that image of him was registered in her mind, it won’t stop creating fake scenarios of the both of them. She felt her body cr
When her body crushed into his, he felt the hard knot of frustration and tension in his gut release. The ups and downs that came with being a businessman were sometimes too hard to bear but with Jeanine around, she gave him hope that everything would be just fine, he didn’t have to worry too much. He received a call earlier in the day, asking him to host a soirée for some business expatriates coming into the country the next day. It was a big deal, an opportunity to pitch business ideas to business owners from other countries thereby expanding his company.Last minute, he decided to stop by her school to pick her up. He didn’t need her or her services at the moment but he was her boss and he could make her do whatever he liked and he didn’t mind some company. He was fascinated by the simplicity of her life. All she wanted was to be financially stable while as a child, he was raised to take over a multimillion dollar company and lead thousands of people. He liked her world so muc