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
The next morning, while Lance and Roxanne were still sleeping in the comfort of each other's arms, they were suddenly awoken by the sound of someone banging on the front door.The sound jolted them both awake, mostly Roxanne who has always been alert when it comes to sleeping. She looked around rubbing her eyes, wondering who the mad person banging against the door could be.The banging continued as she turned over and shook Lance fully awake."Someone's here, come on." She said and slid out of bed. Lance followed her with a frustrated grown.Why were his mornings starting out like this? Couldn't he just enjoy his time with Roxanne?As both Roxanne and Lance slipped on their dresses, the latter couldn't help having a scowl etched into the morning features of his face. Once they were each done, they both walked out of the room to hear someone yelling from the other end."Lance! I know you are in there, come out here right this instance!"The voice was shrill and screechy as well as fam
The day after tomorrow had arrives pretty fast. Due to needing a few of her things, Roxanne had returned to her apartment the morning of their date. She freshened up and met back with Lance in front of his penthouse.The first thing she noticed when she walked out was the fact that Lance was dressed in a casual grey sweater and black jeans. He stood there looking handsome as ever as he smiled at Roxanne.She stared back at him for a moment, trying to remember when last she saw him in that outfit."Hey," Lance greeted her with a smile. "You ready to go?" He asked and surveyed her outfit as she nodded her head.She was wearing a light blue off shoulder dress that came to just above her knees. On her feet were a pair of black high heeled sandals with small white crystals on the front of her toes.Lance's eyes lingered on her exposed collarbone for a moment before he grabbed her hand and began leading her to the garage where his car was parked.The two rode the elevator in comfortable sil
"You did what?!" Iris exclaimed with her mouth hanging open.Surprise was evident on her face after Roxanne explained all that had happened between her and Lance in the past few days. Of course she had left out a few minor details and made sure not to explain the too intimate parts.But still, Iris was surprised."This...this is a whole different story." Iris said while trying to piece everything together. She took a long sip from her smoothie before fixing a stern gaze on Roxanne. "So what now? Are you guys like lovers now?"Roxanne looked down at her fingers and fiddled with them. They weren't lovers, at least not for now. Both she and Lance had decided to take things slow. They would explore their emotions, connections and what they wanted out of their relationship first. They'd talk about the future once they knew what that would be."No, we're just...not ready to go that far just yet." Roxanne informed. "We decided to take things slow. You know, get to know each other, go on love
Was it perhaps a coordinate? A bank account number? Was it maybe an address?She flipped through the pages to find out, but all she could find were numbers, nothing more."What is going on?" Roxanne asked herself.She didn't understand what these numbers could be. Just when she thought she knew all there was to know about her parents case, new evidence popped up.But in the first place, how had the note gotten into her pocket? Did someone perhaps slip it into her pocket when she and Iris had gone to the spar? Or was it when they went to the mall, it had been pretty crowded today and she had bumped against a lot of people.Roxanne tried to think back and figure out how this note could have made its way into her pocket, but no matter how hard she tried to remember, nothing was coming up.Roxanne groaned in frustration and buried her head into the center of her palm.This was bad, she thought. She had been so focused on fixing her relationship with Lance that she completely forgot the mo
When the elevator doors suddenly opened it revealed someone.It was Lance and beside him was none other than Julie. Roxanne looked in between the two and her eyes narrowed.She really didn't like the way Julie was standing so close to Lance. If you asked her, Julie was standing way too close for an assistant to be standing near their boss."Good morning, Mr. Laurent." Bella greeted and gave a short bow.Lance looked at Roxanne, his eyes shimmering ever so slightly as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.Roxanne smiled softly as she stepped into the elevator. "Good morning, Mr. Laurent." She greeted, remembering to stay professional even though romance was blossoming between them.She has to know how to keep her personal life separate from her work life. If she was going to have a relationship with Lance, she was going to have to be very careful about it. After all, there was no telling how many people in the office might try to dig into their private lives once she found out and
Penelope Cube?Why was she here? Was she to cause trouble? Roxanne tried to rack her brain for simple answers as she walked towards the guest lounge, Bella trailing right behind her.Unfortunately, by the time she arrived by the lounge room door, she couldn't have come up with one solid option. The only reason she could find that suited Penelope visiting her was to obviously earn her to back off from Lance.She was going for the strategy of 'threatening the mistress.' Cliche as is, it was still a hot and trendy way to get third parties out of your relationship.However, unlike those other girls that would easily back away when offered cash or money, Roxanne wasn't going to go down without a fight and she has more than one reasons for that.The first and most important being Penelope's attitude. Now She doesn't see herself holy enough to judge other people's character and she has seen her fair share of nasty characters, but there was no way she was going to remain quiet and give up on
"Say, Roxanne, do you think Lance loves you for you? Or simply because you have a striking resemblance to his first love?"Roxanne paused as she processed those words. Christopher had taunted her with those very same words, but back then they didn't disturb her as much as they were disturbing her now. Did she really look like Lance's first love? Was he simply projecting his love for his first love onto her?The realization had hit her in the face.Penelope had her. Her gaze was cold and piercing, like a predator ready to devour their prey.Roxanne turned to the side, her gaze downcast as she felt her body heat up in anger. She heard Penelope chuckle victoriously and the sound only further fueled the fire burning within her.How dare she? How dare she stand in front of her and mock her. She was so close to letting her get away with it, but her words made her reconsider and now, she was regretting not getting her away from here."Realization is painful, ain't it?" Penelope mocked. "You