Lance's heart was pounding with a mix of apprehension and longing as he rushed back to his penthouse. He couldn't shake off the image of Roxanne standing outside his door, her smile as she turned to face him. Every step he took seemed to echo in his mind, matching the rapid beats of his heart. What awaited him on the other side of that door was a mystery he both feared and anticipated.Finally reaching the entrance, Lance came to a sudden halt. There she was, as if she had been waiting for him all along. Roxanne's eyes widened with surprise as Lance's gaze met hers, a fleeting tremor of uncertainty passing through her. Yet, her cheeks flushed with a warmth that mirrored his own."Lance, Hi," she managed to say before Lance pulled her into a desperate, all-encompassing hug. Roxanne's breath hitched, taken aback by the sudden intensity of his embrace. Her racing heart echoed in her ears, and her cheeks burned with a mixture of surprise and affection. Lance noticed how stuff her body fel
Roxanne lay sound asleep in Lance’s bed, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath she took, casting a shadow of complete and utter relaxation around her petite frame.By the time they had gotten their heated Tension and misunderstandings out of the way, night had fallen, sky dancing in complete darkness as the city roared to life in the dark. As a result, Lance insisted she stayed in his penthouse, telling her that he wasn't going to allow her go home when it was already dark.At first, Roxanne was reluctant she saw no reason to impose- as she called it even though she had already stayed over at his penthouse more than once, thankfully after a few reasonable point out from Lance and finding headway, she gave in, took a hot shower and settled Into one of Lance’s dress. As soon as her head hit the pillow she dosed off, not bothering to wait for the food Lance had been preparing, which eventually went into the waste bin.Lying beside her, Lance had a tender smile on his lips
Roxanne woke up to the sun light shining down on her face through the gaps of Lance curtain. She stretched and yawned before laying back on the bed. She opened her eyes and glanced at the clock to see what time it was. She noticed it was 2:14 pm, meaning she had slept for nearly 14 hours.She had already gotten more than enough sleep. Too much if you asked her.Deciding that it was time for her to step out of bed, Roxanne kicked off the duvet and tried getting up, but the moment she attempted the action, her body was pulled back down to the bed. She looked at her waist to find strong arms wrapped around them and as she turned her head to the side, she saw Lance who was fast asleep with a big smile on his face. It looked like he had a wonderful night's rest.Roxanne's heart rate immediately spiked upon seeing his peaceful face and the thought of them having slept in the same bed with possibility of something much intimate occuring, crossed her mind, but she pushed that notion aside. Sh
Roxanne completely froze up after his question and Lance quickly realized that it was foolish of him to have asked such a question."That...that was inconsiderate of me." He quickly said. "You do t have to come with me...""No," Roxanne interrupted him. "I'll come." She said with a sweet smile on her face.Lance could see that she had not completely recovered from the sudden shock and was just trying to look strong in front of him. He admire her efforts, but really wished that she wouldn't force herself so much.Although he could not being himself to say this out loud, Lance simply sighed and went back to eating his meal quiet. This time around, despite how sweet the food Roxanne had prepared was, he found that his appetite has dwindled thanks to the brooding guilt that was somehow clawing at his throat.After they finished eating, Roxanne busied herself in cleaning up the plates. Lance on the other hand, looked down at the unfinished work that he had brought with him from his office.
The day Christopher had been admitted into the hospital under pretext of being mugged, Lance asked Laurence who's name had been used as his guardian."Ah, that? Don't worry, I made sure to put a name that wouldn't cause suspicion or worry."That was his answer.At that time, Lance thought if it was someone like Laurence, the only real friend he had since college, then sure he could trust his words and avoid the excess stress of further questioning and digging.But who would have thought that doing so was actually a bad decision.Who would have thought that the name which Laurence placed down as Christopher's guardian was actually his!Lance's expression became twisted and dark after hearing the hospital person's words. He felt like finding Laurence and snapping his neck right this instance, but opted to not do so after taking several calming breaths."Mr. Laurent? Are you still on the line with me?" The hospital person asked from the other end."Yes, I'm listening.""Good, that's all
Christopher eyes went wide with surprise. He couldn't hide how much of a surprise Roxanne's presence was to him. Unlike how she had been looking three weeks ago, Roxanne was looking much more lovely and vibrant.The bruises that had been inflicted the time he kidnapped her had faded away. Her Injured wrist had healed up and most of all, her skin seemed to be glowing with nutrients. It was like the skin of a young teenager rather than a grown adult woman.But despite all this changes, Christopher could only focus on the smile of mockery that settled on her lips as she stared at him, taking in and enjoying his reaction of surprise."You..." He finally formed his first words. "How did you get here?""Is that really important?" Roxanne asked and took a step forward. She took in Christopher's battered condition.His wounded and black eyes, bursted lips and bandaged forehead. Roxanne was certain the bandages on his head were covering more wounds, but it's not like she really cared.Rather t
Lance sat in one of his chairs, Roxanne sitting beside him while His father sat in the opposite chair facing them. Neither of them had said a single word to each other since coming in five minutes ago.They were both silent and still, as if they were locked in a battle of wills.Roxanne felt uncomfortable being the only one who had spoken. She had no clue about what to talk about, so she just sat there and kept her mouth shut, allowing the thick tension that hung in the air, continue to grow.After it seemed like a eternity had passed, Henry finally released a sigh and eased up."I see this is the path you've chosen." He said as his eyes scanned over Roxanne. "And I see how much she has changed you."Lance sat up and leaned forward, his eyes locked with his father. "What exactly are you trying to say, father?" He asked, his tone was low and threatening.Henry returned the gaze and his expression grew serious. "I'm saying, that although this path you've chosen will come with great cons
Night had fallen quickly after Henry's visit. Roxanne remained at Lance penthouse and accompanied him to finish a few of his work.After cooking and having dinner, she washed up and borrowed yet another of Lance's dress before allowing herself collapse onto the comfortable mattress.However, instead of falling asleep, her mind began to reel with thoughts. She turned onto her side and folded up as she thought of what and what Henry had said.Out of everything that had been said today, the one thing that still seemed to disturb her was the matter with Penelope.She was currently Lance's Fiance, the person whom Lance is meant to get married to even though he doesn't have any feeling for her.Although Henry had told them that he was going to take care of things to his best abilities, Roxanne still didn't feel at ease. Probably because of the father son tension that always hung in the air each time Lance and Henry were in the same room.Roxanne let out a sigh before turning over again, try