Roxanne stood in front of the window with a hot cup of evening coffee clasped In between her hands as her mind went back to earlier today, allowing the day's events to unwind in her mind.Penelope had reacted rather rash to her words."You think you've become some big shot? You think you can easily take away what I've worked so hard for every single day of my life just because Lance suddenly fancies you?" Penelope had spat, literally.Roxanne flexed her jaws, briefly raising the sleeves of Lance's jacket to wipe off the small droplets of saliva on her face. "Your manners are utterly unpolished." She uttered. "For the so call Heiress of Cube Industries, you're lacking in many ways."Roxanne's words left Penelope with a new wave of dumbfound-ness, leaving her mouth to hang agape for a few seconds before she could finally ask, "What?""You've worked so hard just to make sure that both you and Lance are encased in this disgusting agreement of yours, yet you still failed. Some may call you
Lance rushed to the hospital first thing in the morning the next day."Grandfather? It's me... Lance." The boy had barely knocked on the door before it opened up. A nurse was holding the door open and was gesturing for him to step inside."It's been awhile since we've last met... I see that you haven't changed a bit." The man's eyes looked as if they had seen too many things in their time on Earth, the wrinkles in his face only serving as the markers that proved he had lived quite a while and was now old."I'm sorry that I haven't come to visit in so long. There's just been a lot going on and I didn't get much time to do anything else.""A lot you say? What is this 'a lot' you speak of?" Frank asked."...just a few things." Lance hesitated, not sure whether it was a good idea, or rather good timing to tell His grandfather that he had broken the promise made by their families."A few things?" Frank said and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in the process. When he looked up, he d
Lance bit his lip and slowly lowered his gaze, pocketing his phone once again."She's..."Lance then remembered how Rosalie had asked him not to disturb his grandfather with this matter and ended up shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders, deciding to keep the truth to himself."Nothing, I was just wondering, you know? Who you were friends with back then, right? You know, to pass the time." Lance told his grandfather and this time around he did manage to catch the look of suspicion that appeared in the older male's face, however, it disappeared just as fast as it appeared, giving the younger boy the impression that he was imagining things."Ah, I understand." Frank answered, finally breaking the silence. "But since you and Roxanne are now dating, wouldn't it be a great time to invite her grandparents over? Have them come to my welcoming party, what do you say?""Uh," Lance hesitated. "I'd have to speak with Roxanne concerning that."Frank nodded his head. "Make sure to do so. It'
Lance returned to the hospital the next day to hang out with his grandfather. Frank was more than happy as he saw his grand son walk through the doors of his hospital ward. Although it was a VIP room equiped with a luxurious bed, fully functional Air conditioning unit, large television set, a few couches and it's own bathroom, he elderly man still felt a little deprived.Attention, he assumed after seeing his grand son walk into his hospital ward had sent that feeling fleeing."Hey, Grandfather." Lance greeted while pulling Frank in for a hug. "How are you feeling?""Good. How is the company?" The old man asked. "How is the work load?"The work load is bearable," Lance replied with a grin as he separated and took his place beside his grandfather. "Don't worry, I've got the best assistant managing things back in my company." He added joking when in reality, he'd never say that to Kelvin's face."I'd rather starve for a day that do that." Lance muttered underneath his breath, catching F
Rosalie paled.She didn't know which one that her mind should process first the fact that Frank had invited her to his welcoming party after years of not even contacting her, or the fact that he was being discharged from a hospital in a few days.Without thinking things through, she voiced her most eminent concern. "Discharged? Why? What's wrong? Wasn't he fine?" She asked adjusting closer to the edge of her seat with each and every question."He's fine...now." Roxanne answered. "He had been unconscious for some time, but he's fine now." She added with a sigh. "But grandmother, please understand that it's okay if you don't want to go. I mean I can tell him that you can't make it since it's such a short notice.""What?" Rosalie asked, sounding offended at Roxanne's words. "Why would you tell him that?""Because I don't want you to force yourself to attend and do things that make you uncomfortable, you did say that you didn't want to cross paths with him again, right?""What, when did I
Roxanne embraced him in return, not really caring that her makeup was probably all smudged and her hair probably looked like a birds nest. She needed comfort, she needed to be reassured, she needed someone to tell her that she had done the right thing by putting up a tough front in front of Claude, that she didn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he was getting to her, because if she didn't, she knew she would have just broke down in tears.Roxanne sighed heavily, her heart rate returning to normal after a few minutes in Lance's arms as he stroked her head, waiting till she was either ready to move or explain why he had found her in the state he did. Roxanne appreciated his thoughtful gesture, now more than ever, she believed that Lance was a one of a kind boyfriend, and that she made the right decision by opening her heart up to him. One she was sure she wouldn't regret.After some time, successfully calming her heart down and stopping whatever flood was about to be prev
The next morning Roxanne had woken up feeling all sorts of energized.After getting out of bed and doing her morning routine, she went out of the room and into the living room where she found Lance having breakfast."Good morning." She said in a groggy tone as she sat beside him and then proceeded to stuff her face with the toast he had already prepared for her."Morning. Did you sleep well?" He asked, a slight smirk on his face as he watched her eat.She nodded her head. "Yes. You?" She asked him back, popping the last of the toast in her mouth before leaning against the chair and facing him.Lance nodded his head. "Yes." He said then leaned forward to kiss her cheek. "Did you enjoy last night's cuddle?" He asked with a sly smile and Roxanne blushed at his question.She had indeed enjoyed it, and even though she didn't want to admit it, she had cuddled closer to him while they were asleep. She simply didn't want to say that since she was a strong girl, but at least deep down, she had
"Penelope Cube, the daughter of the Cube family is the customer claiming to have already wanted those dresses.""Oh my freak fucking God." Roxanne cursed as she rolled her eyes and later on groaned in annoyance while Lance on the other hand sighed out loudly in frustration, both leaving Catherine confused."So you mean to tell me the person playing owner over the dresses I picked is Penelope Cube?" She asked once more out of confirmation sakes.Catherine hesitantly nodded her head. "I'm afraid so.""Oh fuck my life. That girl has been making it her mission to be the worst person ever. Why she had to come here to spoil our time together is beyond me." Roxanne ranted with a roll of her eyes. "I can't fucking believe this.""I know this might sound like a difficult task, Catherine, but I need you to get me those dresses. Not a single one of what we picked should go missing. Am I making myself clear?" Lance instructed with a serious look on his face and Catherine nodded her head immediate