Alana's smile grew even bigger as she watched Vincent work wonders. He was passionate about his work. Alana couldn't help but stare at him in anticipation. His knowledge of graphic work amazed Alana. His moves were flawless as he punched the keys of his laptop. “All we need is a perfect logo…a little touch here and there, and we are good to go,” he kept saying as he worked. Explaining his work in the process.“I know it's horrible…let's just say, this is my idea” Vincent said, raising his head to look at Alana, but was startled when he found her staring at him. “Umm, everything okay?” Vincent asked hesitantly. Alana, who was too immense in Vincent's artwork, shook her head but then nodded.“Well, yes… I mean, it's cool… I love it,” She said, clearing her throat awkwardly and walking around the table. “Oh okay…anyway I'm sure with this…you'll be unstoppable,” Vincent added with a smile.“I thought you gave up on your dreams,” Alana said as she sat down. Vincent remained standing, but
Alana sat quietly in bed while Ricardo inspected her belly and every part of her body. The man seemed worried, as if he was the one pregnant. “Ricardo, the doctor said I'm okay,” she said, breaking the silence in the room. The man seemed not to hear her because he was busy caressing her belly. He leaned down as if trying to hear something. “Does it hurt when I press here,” he muttered and raised his head. For a second, Alana wanted to laugh but knew how serious the matter was.“No, it was just a minor pain…the doctor said it's normal,” Alana said awkwardly and attempted to leave the bed, but Ricardo shoved her down gently.“It's not minor…you know how risky this is…” Ricardo said with a frown and sat upright. Alana couldn't help but lower her head and played with her hands.“Ah, okay, fine…but you shouldn't worry… I'm okay,” Alana remarked, admitting defeat, it was pointless to argue with Ricardo. He didn't say a word to her but stared at her for a great amount of time and held her
"This is crazy!" Alana exclaimed in frustration and rose from the bed and sat back down. Brigitte was busy munching on popcorn while she fixed her eyes on the heated auction going on. "I knew rich men existed in the world but…man this is crazy," Brigitte commented with a grin and stuffed her mouth with more popcorn. Alana glanced at her with a glare."That man bidding higher is my husband," Alana yelled as if making a statement. Brigitte frowned and paused what she was doing."And he's going to win…but that other man won't give up so easily" Brigitte mouthed only for Alana to slam her fist on the bed."What's the point huh…why does he want that company so much?" She was wondering why Ricardo joined the auction. He didn't need Rocco's company. "Relax okay…I'm sure he knows what he's doing," Brigitte said, telling her friend not to get stressed. Alana was already stressed. Ricardo wasn't seeing what she was seeing. It was clear. The brown-haired man was trying to provoke Ricardo. She
(Alana) "Careful madam…" Becky said while helping me get out of the car. Of course, I didn't know why they were all treating me as if I was disabled. "Yes madam, I'll hold Santiago," this time it was Mrs Marks who came with Santiago. I smiled and adjusted the floral dress I was wearing. As per the doctor's instructions. I had to refrain from wearing heels. "No problem…I can hold him," I said, grabbing Santiago's hand and pulling him to me "You okay?" I whispered to Santiago with a smile and he nodded and held my hand tightly. "Dennis, are you sure your boss…isn't coming?" I said turning to Dennis who drove us to the baby store. Seeing how hesitant he was, I guessed as much. "No madam, sir said he'll join once he's done with the meeting," Dennis replied with a bow. Of course, I understood. I didn't have to ask how many meetings he was having. "Come, baby, let's get you some new clothes…and your little sister," I said, coaxing Santiago so we could go inside the store. As expect
After a hot soothing bath, Alana stood in front of the mirror fixing her wet hair. She could feel the cold breeze sipping through the window. A rush of adrenaline kicked in. So many thoughts were running through her mind. Her phone didn't stop vibrating. Brigitte didn't stop asking her about Vincent and their relationship. ("Is he your lover boy from before?") She read a message from Brigitte. Alana scoffed disdainfully."Where is this coming from, Vince is my best friend" she didn't see any problem in being friends with Vincent. ("Remember you are a married woman…we don't want Ricardo misunderstanding your relationship ") Brigitte sent another one. This time Alana was speechless. She was certain Ricardo was smart enough not to make such assumptions. ("I'll come to your office, now good night") she sent a text message to her friend and placed her phone on the table. She picked up her hairbrush and continued combing her hair. There was the opening and closing of the door. She didn'
Alana's gaze shifted from Vincent then to Julius. The fact that Vincent brought Julius as some partner made Alana furious. "I…I didn't know…Alana, I'm sorry I…" Vincent stammered and lowered his gaze. Alana wasn't having it."Mr Salvatore I admire your enthusiasm…I appreciate your generosity…but I can't accept this," Alana said professionally knowing she wasn't going to get involved with the likes of Julius. The fact that he was Rocco's brother made it even worse."Mrs Romero…I sympathize with you on what happened to you…but I can assure you I'm not my brother…" Julius said after a long sip of water. His eyes were fixed on Alana although she didn't even dare look at him."If you don't trust me I can prove myself…I won't rush you…take your time but just know I only have the best interests at heart," Julius added more calmly, his long fingers circling the thin crystal flute as he waited for Alana to respond. Her silence meant two things, one she didn't trust him which was obvious. The
“Friend?” Alana scoffed in disbelief and kept her eyes on Ricardo. The man shifted in front of her and leaned down to her. “She insulted me and saying you fired her is nothing but bluffing,” it was too good to be true. The man didn't fire his so-called receptionist. “Is it a problem?” He whispered with a smirk, Alana frowned and tried to get away from him. But he trapped her completely. “Mr. Romero, by now we know I can't meddle in your affairs…especially with your employees,” she said plainly, making Ricardo smirk even more. He slowly sat on the desk since he was sitting on his chair. “It triggered nothing?” He muttered as his hand reached for Alana's neck, he slowly grasped her hair between his fingers and tucked it behind her ear. “Is Mr. Romero expecting anything from me…perhaps…” Alana was aware the man had his affairs to deal with. That girl was called Chloe. She was Ricardo's childhood friend. “Mrs. Romero, you look flushed,” he caressed her rose-red cheeks with the back
Dinner was served, and the round table was set and filled with delicious cuisines. It turned out the people were some of Ricardo's old friends. They weren't into fashion, but just did random jobs and investing. Alana was sitting beside Ricardo, while the unexpected person she wasn't expecting was sitting opposite her. Either way, she could feel the tension between Ricardo and Julius. “Mrs. Romero and I are partners…so I don't understand why Mr.… Romero is acting like this'' like a devil, Julius said as his shrewd eyes shifted to Alana. Ricardo's hand clenched tightly. Alana was shocked Julius could say that in public, “Really? So, this means you and Ricardo can be friends…hahaha, this is a good thing,” Garry laughed and raised his glass of champagne for a toast. Julius smirked even more and raised his glass. “I don't know if… Ricardo is willing…perhaps because he's a married man now,” Julius said hesitantly and turned to Ricardo. His eyes held nothing but shrewdness. Ricardo com