Roxanne sat by the edge of the hotel bed, watching from the back as Lance undid the buttons of his shirt and discarded the peice of material.After their argument on the road, Lance had suddenly decided that he wanted to have sex...on the road.Roxanne was stunned beyond words, but fortunately, she was able to persuade Lance that they shouldn't least go to a hotel and book a room rather than having sex in the back of a car.And so, Lance drove to a local hotel and checked in. Roxanne was more than glad that he agreed to this, however, she could no longer ignore the ache that was growing in her chest as Lance silently led them to the room, not once glancing back to speak nor check on her, and now here he was, stripping off his shirt and pants while she sat in her undergarments, contemplating if she really wanted something like this to happen, again?'You don't have a choice, Roxanne.' She reminds herself. 'This should be normal, since you both are nothing but sex partners.'Just the th
Exhausted by the whole event that had transpired and everything so far, Roxanne eventually fell asleep in Lance's hand.Her soft snores and even heart beat was the only thing that filled Lance's ears as he watched her for a while before closing his eyes and falling asleep with her body cradled close to his.The warmth and safety that his body brought provided Roxanne with a good dream. When she opened her eyes, she found her parents in front of her, smiling down at while offering her a wrapped sandwich.Roxanne was confused and almost got her hopes high when she looked around and remembered the scenery she was in.It was from a time in her childhood when she had gone out with her parents during a riot and due to a few circumstances, they ended up benching it out on a park to wait till the riot died down.Her mother had always kept a stash of sandwiches for when the worst would happen, but she never imagined that she would have one all wrapped and ready to eat on the day of the riot."
Penelope sat in her designated office, back facing the entrance and eyes glued to the picture she had opened on her phone screen.It was a photo of Lance and Roxanne kissing during the day she had hosted the yacht party. At first when she had recieved it along with the message asking if she wanted to uncover the truth behind her fiancé's cheating, she had ignored it seeing as it was from an unknown number. She chose to believe that this picture had been photoshopped as there were many people, both male and female, desperate to see her and Lance end their engagement and jump at the chance.But now, after the stunt Lance had pulled during dinner the previous night, and after receiving two other pictures of him and Roxanne kissing, she bow knew otherwise.The thought that Lance was cheating on her and that he was hiding it from her, resurfaced in her mind once more and with anger, she threw her phone to the floor, watching a the device ended up having cracks across the screen.Just then,
Since then, a week has gone by. Roxanne left the penthouse before the sun could set and ever since, she refuses to answer Lance's call.The male, obviously had been baffled about this new attitude of hers, but instead of storming to her place, he chose to give her time and space and focus more on the case of his mother as it seemed like he was finally getting headway.Roxanne had no idea that her disappearance was all over his mind, especially since they had made love so many times and yet, Lance could not get enough of her. She was addictive and it just wasn't the sex alone, but also her character in whole.Everything about her seemed to drive him to the edge. But of course, Roxanne remained oblivious to this and chose to believe that Lance was simply playing games with her mind and heart, which was very far off from his true intentions.Today was the start of a new week, Roxanne woke up early and tried to dress her best as her schedule showed she had a conference meeting first thing
As Lance stepped out of the conference room, his mind buzzing with thoughts about the upcoming project, his eyes fell upon a scene that instantly prickled his irritation. There, in the hallway, was Roxanne, wrapped in Colton's embrace.For some reason, The sight cut deeper than he expected, making the space between his brows creased into a frown.He felt anger rising in the pit of his stomach as his mind tried to convince him that Roxanne was really a lose woman.Just last week, it was him who had held her in his arms, cherishing the warmth and comfort her body gave off after she had fought, cried and later fell asleep in his arms. And now, she was throwing herself at Colton?A Fresh surge of anger overwhelmed Lance, pushing him forward with a determination to intervene. He stormed up to the two, his hands clenched tightly into fists. Without a second thought, he reached out and grabbed Roxanne by her wrist, determined to pull her away from Colton's grasp.Startled by Lance's sudden a
Three days had passed since that pivotal moment on the rooftop. Roxanne had retreated to the solace of her home, hoping to find clarity amidst the chaos of her swirling emotions. She sat in her living room, surrounded by paperwork and her laptop, attempting to focus on her work. But her mind would constantly wander back to Lance's confession. The weight of his words continued to linger, tugging at her heartstrings.Did Lance really mean those words he had spoken? Could she believe his every word despite knowing that he had a fiancee he was meant to marry in less than two months?Questions of such lingered heavily in the back of her mind, but Roxanne tried her very best to push them away, lock them away and focus solely on seeing to it that the business left by her father withstood whatever storm was brewing.As she was engrossed partially in her work and partially in her thoughts, a knock on the door interrupted her musings. Roxanne pulled the laptop off her lap and approached the doo
Roxanne fidgeted nervously as she sat alone at the table in their favorite café, waiting for her companion to return with their drinks. After the call she had made, she left her house and drove to the nearest café in her place as that had been the place they set up as a meeting place.But now that she was here, siting in one of the chairs and waiting for her companion to return, she felt extremely nervous.Taking in a deep breath, she mentally preparing herself for the conversation that lay ahead. It was time to address the uncertain nature of their relationship, to untangle the web of emotions that had been woven between them before it got anymore complicated and caused serious pain.Just as she steeled her resolve with those thoughts, Colton arrived with their beverages, setting them down on the table with a warm smile.“Here you go.” He announced in his usual cheerful nature, gently sliding her drink towards her.Roxanne’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. He had always bee
Lance trudged through the front door of his dimly lit penthouse, exhausted from yet another day at the office. The clock read 8 pm, his mind still swirling with unfinished tasks and deadlines. He let out a sigh of relief, feeling the tension slowly dissipate as he kicked off his shoes.He collapsed Into the nearest chair, yet another sigh escaping his lip. Resting his head on the headrest of the chair, he allowed his mind momentarily float towards the conversation he had with Roxanne on the rooftop of Grant Enterprise.On remembering how he had confessed his feelings and she later, blatantly rejecting him, the male grimaced.Maybe he should have kept his mouth shut? He thought with a sigh, regretting one third of his actions up until now.His train of thoughts a d life regret was Interrupted by the sound of his stomach cry out in hunger. He tried to ignore it at first, but when the second grumble came, more furious than the previous one, he was forced to give into his stomach’s demand