“Hello, good evening. I heard Sebastian gave you a tour of his house today.” Bianca said from the other side of the phone.‘Of course she heard, and it was obvious who told her. She can’t be mad that I was going to move in, can she? After all, she was the one that instigated the whole thing. But what if she didn’t want me to accept the offer? How would she feel that her designer is staying with her brother? What if she’s beginning to think it is a bad idea, and I would try to use the opportunity to get close to him because of money? Would she change his mind and make him kick me out?’“Yes, he did.” I replied as I sat on the couch, shaking my leg. “Do you like it? Is it affordable?” “Yes, it’s beautiful, and it’s more affordable than I expected. I’ll pay the rent once he sends me the contract, and I’ll move in by Saturday.” I confessed. It was better I spilt the whole beans and got her reaction than dilly-dally.“That’s perfect. I knew you’d like it. It has a stunning view of the wh
"...do you like our new house? It's really big and beautiful, and I have my own room, and it's big and beautiful. I love it so much, and the bed is really soft and big and beautiful. Why are you here? Do you want to take my mommy on another date? She's in—" "Tiffany!" I exclaimed as I walked into the living room. Tiffany and Sebastian were standing at the door, and I cringed. She literally didn't let him even enter the house. I don't know what was more embarrassing: her blocking him at the door or the fact she had asked him if he had come to take me on another date. Another date! How had she even remembered that? "Look, Mr. Movie star is in our new house!" She yelled as she grabbed his hand and dragged him towards me. "He has come to take you on a date—" "He hasn't come to take me on a date!" I corrected her, pressing my finger to her forehead. "I told you we're staying with Sebastian." "Who's Sebastian?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. 'Are you kidding me right n
Sebastian and I were close, so close that my nose twitched at the soft fragrance of detergent on his tank top. My legs were pressed against his, and his skin touching mine sent tingles running through me. His hand was still holding my wrist, and I yanked it out."What was that for?" I frowned, scooting to the other end of the sofa and crossing my arms over my chest.'He could have told me instead of grabbing me. What if I had fallen on his lap? No, I shouldn't think of that. It's too weird and awkward to even think of that.'"I'm sorry, but I didn't want you to leave without saying what was on your mind." Sebastian apologised, turning a little bit to look at me. "So what do you want to tell me?""Oh," I mumbled and dropped my arms. "I just wanted to apologise about Tiffany today. I know you most likely wanted to rest after a long day at work, and she didn't even let you come into the house before jumping on you. It wasn't right, and I'm really sorry it happened. I promise I'll talk t
'Sebastian kissed my cheek!' My heart rate sped up, and a soft pink colour rushed to my face. "I... um... whoa, look at the time. It's, um... quite late, and, um, how did I not know I was, um... yawn sleepy? I'm so sleepy." I blurted, giving a quite dramatic yawn and pressing my hand to my mouth. I jumped up to my feet, and he moved just in time before I knocked him down. "The moving in must have drained more of my energy than I thought. I'm going to bed now. Goodnight!" I yelled, and I ran to my room. 'Sebastian kissed my cheek! I can't believe he did that! I cannot believe he did that!' I squealed in my mind as I slammed my door shut and leaned against it. I placed my finger on the spot he had kissed, and my face turned redder. 'And it was close to my lips. If I or any of us had moved an inch, he would have... Sebastian would have kissed me on the... No! What am I thinking?' I shook my head, clearing away the crazy thoughts. "I shouldn't be thinking those kinds of thoughts.
“W-what is this?” “What does it look like? Divorce papers.” Bruno replied, taking a large drag of his cigarette. “You’re divorcing me.” I whispered, gripping the sides of the file in my hand. The air in the office suddenly became too thin and too heavy, like I was breathing in blades. “Don’t act so surprised. You knew this day would come.” He scoffed, blowing a puff of smoke in the air. I knew. I knew this day would come from the moment I said ‘I do’ two years ago. The countless affairs and the times he threatened to do so were an added bonus. But I never expected it to be this day of all days. Not when I found out the news that was going to change our lives. “W-what about your child?” I asked as my trembling hands dropped the file on the table between us. “What delusions are you talk—” “I’m pregnant.” I breathed, pulling on a paper from my purse and dropping it in front of him. He stared at it with zero emotions in his and took another drag of his cigarette. “T
‘Ouch!’I groaned as the man and I crashed to the ground with him on me, crushing me under his heavy weight.‘Ow! I hope I didn’t hurt my baby! Am I bleeding? I don’t think so, but ow, my back and stomach hurt.’ I winced, pressing my hand over my stomach as he rolled off me.“What the hell is wrong with you?!” A masculine voice yelled, and my brows furrowed.‘Who is he talking to? We are the only ones here. Does he have some kind of psychotic condition? I hope not. I can’t deal with a madman after all that happened today.’ I thought as I stumbled to my feet. Puffy blue eyes glared at me, and I flinched, taking a step backward.“A-are you ok?” I asked, hoping I could disperse the tension hanging in the air. He probably wasn’t angry that I had saved him. Maybe shocked but not angry, I hoped.“Why the hell did you save me?!” He barked, taking a step towards me, and I took two back.“I… I-I couldn’t just let you—”“You could have! You could have turned away and pretended I wasn’t there bu
*Five years later*‘I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.’ I pep talked myself as I tried not to squirm on the couch, which probably cost more than my house rent.The house was intimidating, and though it wasn’t a mansion like I had grown up in, it was still a high-class luxury.‘It doesn’t make sense. Why would someone with this kind of wealth want to patronize me? Me?! With her kind of money, I’m sure she has access to different luxurious designers and brands, so why me? Unless…’ I bit my inner cheek, trying to quench the fear that gripped my bones, and I shook my head.‘No. I’m just being paranoid. From what I saw on the net, she doesn’t have any relation with my ex-husband or ex-family. And it’s been five years. They probably think I’m long dead. I really need to—’“I’m sorry for keeping you waiting. I had an urgent call to attend to.” A young lady said as she strutted into the living room, and I stood up.She was prettier in real life and taller than I imagined, almost a h
'It's who? Me?' I blinked as the man stared at me, and a bright smile crossed his face. I swear I was almost blinded it. Did he seriously have to smile? He was already handsome—fatally handsome. He already had the face that charmed women without him even trying, and with a body like his, he had them chasing after him hard."I can't believe I've found you." He grinned, pulling me closer to him, and I stiffened. "Sorry. But I think you got the wrong person." I cringed, pressing my hand to his shoulder and trying to shove him off. Too close. He was holding me way too close. He was huge. His body engulfed me, and for the briefest moment I thought, it was like how bodies matched like puzzle pieces. Silly thoughts.Why was everyone thinking they knew me? First Bianca and then this man. It was worrying. What if one of them actually did? It was obvious he was part of the elite of society. His suit was made with quality material, and he was also in Bianca's house; I doubted she would let jus
'Sebastian kissed my cheek!' My heart rate sped up, and a soft pink colour rushed to my face. "I... um... whoa, look at the time. It's, um... quite late, and, um, how did I not know I was, um... yawn sleepy? I'm so sleepy." I blurted, giving a quite dramatic yawn and pressing my hand to my mouth. I jumped up to my feet, and he moved just in time before I knocked him down. "The moving in must have drained more of my energy than I thought. I'm going to bed now. Goodnight!" I yelled, and I ran to my room. 'Sebastian kissed my cheek! I can't believe he did that! I cannot believe he did that!' I squealed in my mind as I slammed my door shut and leaned against it. I placed my finger on the spot he had kissed, and my face turned redder. 'And it was close to my lips. If I or any of us had moved an inch, he would have... Sebastian would have kissed me on the... No! What am I thinking?' I shook my head, clearing away the crazy thoughts. "I shouldn't be thinking those kinds of thoughts.
Sebastian and I were close, so close that my nose twitched at the soft fragrance of detergent on his tank top. My legs were pressed against his, and his skin touching mine sent tingles running through me. His hand was still holding my wrist, and I yanked it out."What was that for?" I frowned, scooting to the other end of the sofa and crossing my arms over my chest.'He could have told me instead of grabbing me. What if I had fallen on his lap? No, I shouldn't think of that. It's too weird and awkward to even think of that.'"I'm sorry, but I didn't want you to leave without saying what was on your mind." Sebastian apologised, turning a little bit to look at me. "So what do you want to tell me?""Oh," I mumbled and dropped my arms. "I just wanted to apologise about Tiffany today. I know you most likely wanted to rest after a long day at work, and she didn't even let you come into the house before jumping on you. It wasn't right, and I'm really sorry it happened. I promise I'll talk t
"...do you like our new house? It's really big and beautiful, and I have my own room, and it's big and beautiful. I love it so much, and the bed is really soft and big and beautiful. Why are you here? Do you want to take my mommy on another date? She's in—" "Tiffany!" I exclaimed as I walked into the living room. Tiffany and Sebastian were standing at the door, and I cringed. She literally didn't let him even enter the house. I don't know what was more embarrassing: her blocking him at the door or the fact she had asked him if he had come to take me on another date. Another date! How had she even remembered that? "Look, Mr. Movie star is in our new house!" She yelled as she grabbed his hand and dragged him towards me. "He has come to take you on a date—" "He hasn't come to take me on a date!" I corrected her, pressing my finger to her forehead. "I told you we're staying with Sebastian." "Who's Sebastian?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. 'Are you kidding me right n
“Hello, good evening. I heard Sebastian gave you a tour of his house today.” Bianca said from the other side of the phone.‘Of course she heard, and it was obvious who told her. She can’t be mad that I was going to move in, can she? After all, she was the one that instigated the whole thing. But what if she didn’t want me to accept the offer? How would she feel that her designer is staying with her brother? What if she’s beginning to think it is a bad idea, and I would try to use the opportunity to get close to him because of money? Would she change his mind and make him kick me out?’“Yes, he did.” I replied as I sat on the couch, shaking my leg. “Do you like it? Is it affordable?” “Yes, it’s beautiful, and it’s more affordable than I expected. I’ll pay the rent once he sends me the contract, and I’ll move in by Saturday.” I confessed. It was better I spilt the whole beans and got her reaction than dilly-dally.“That’s perfect. I knew you’d like it. It has a stunning view of the wh
“Tiffany!” I gasped, reaching out for Tiffany, but Sebastian scooped her up in his arms.“Tiffany? Are you ok?” He fretted, and I took her from him.“It’s okay. It’s okay.” I cooed, cradling her to my chest as her entire body relaxed.“We need to go to the hospital now! She—”“She’s fine. Don’t worry. She just used a lot of her energy.” I told Sebastian as Tiffany snuggled into my chest, clinging to my clothes like it would relieve her of all the pain.“How? She was completely fine some seconds ago, and now she’s in pain!” He exclaimed, confusion glowing in his eyes.“I promise you she’s fine. If we needed to go to the hospital, I wouldn’t be here having this conversation. It’s just that since she’s still recovering from her surgery, she can’t play or move as she formerly did. She’ll be back in a few minutes.” I assured him and gave him a small smile. I understood his worry far more than he did. It wasn’t nice seeing my child struggle with her health while I couldn’t do anything. I j
That took an unexpected turn."Someone that saved your life? How? When? What happened?" I queried, furrowing my brows. "It was some time ago, but that's a story for another day." Sebastian said as he let go of my hair. "I'm helping you this much as a way to repay her kindness and because I know it will make her really happy if she finds out.""Oh," I muttered as he walked to the elevator, and I followed.'It makes sense now. He's doing this much for me because of her. I completely understand, but still, it's still so sweet of him that he decided to trust and help a complete stranger because it would make her happy. But does it mean he's no longer in touch with her?’"You talk like you aren't in touch with her." I said as we entered the elevator."It's quite complicated. She’s so close yet so far." He replied as he pressed the button of the last floor.'That doesn't make sense. How can a person be so close yet so far at the same time? I mused, twisting my lips. 'Is that she doesn't wa
“I have to increase it?” Sebastian mused, raising his brow. “Why? I thought you would be happy. You wanted something cheap, so I offered you something cheap.”“I know you’re trying to help me, and I thank you so much, but this is too much. Three fifty is too small, way too small. I’m literally robbing you if I paid that.” I explained as I ran my hand through my hair. A part of me yelled that I should shut up, smile, and ask him where I signed the contract. After all, we had already discussed everything else, and I was fine with all the agreement. All that was left was for me to pay and move in.But three fifty per month! That was absolutely crazy! When I said I wanted something cheap, I didn’t expect it to be that cheap. His help was crazy.“You’re really amusing, Miss Nigel.” He chuckled, tilting his head to the side, and stared at me like I had done something comical. “What if I had offered you the place for free? What would you have done?”“I won’t be here in the first place. I’m
“It’s good to see you again.” Sebastian said as I shut the door of the car and put on my seat belt. “Hello, it’s good to see you too.” I replied, giving him a forced polite smile as he drove off. It was just the two of us; all the times we met, there was always someone with us. It was the first time we were actually… alone. And so close. His presence was so intimidating yet alluring. It was like he commanded whatever space he was in without even thinking and not in a mean, arrogant way. But there was something about him… ‘Ugh, I blame Dorothy for making me so nervous. She got the word date stuck in my brain, and now it’s making me feel like it is. And I’m sure she’ll have a field day if I told her this.’ I thought, squirming in my seat and imagining more space between us. From the corner of my eye, I watched him. His gaze was fixed on the road, and he was the opposite of me, completely relaxed like he was chatting with an old friend. “How’s Tiffany? Has she been getting bette
'I can do this. I can call him.' I told myself as my fingers hovered over Sebastian's contact ID, yet somehow, it refused to tap it. 'Call him. Just call him. It's not that hard. It's not— ugh!'I dropped the phone on the bed and pressed my fingers to my temple as I paced up and down the small room. 'How hard is it to apologize? Just say you're sorry and ask if his offer is still available.'That was the difficult part. Apologizing for jumping to conclusions wasn't hard, but swallowing my pride to tell him I was considering his help was... was.... difficult. I didn't want to seem like a charity project to a man like him, but I needed the help. I stopped in my tracks and stared at Tiffany, who was curled under the duvet, snuggling with her stuffed bear.'Do this for her. This is for Tiffany. You can't afford to jeopardize her health and well-being because you can't accept help.' I sighed as I sat on the bed. My fingers brushed some strands of her hair off her face, and my lips curl