Sophie's POVSophie stared at her phone with a sigh. That had been like the umpteenth time that she would be checking it. Still, she had found nothing. Each time she realized that there was not a single news of what had happened with Giovanni at the restaurant, she felt her shoulders and stiff body slump in relief.To be honest, she hadn't thought that it was possible, especially with the number of people she had caught filming the scene the day before.She had also waited for that call. The one her father would bless her with for defying his orders but it didn't come and the entire thing made her very uneasy. She couldn't even work properly. After the entire episode when she had broken down, she picked up and drove straight to a bar where she distracted herself by flirting with hungry-looking men, had a drink to last a lifetime, and then she drove herself home.She had only been very lucky to add style to her drinking otherwise she would collapse with a hangover.Now, she was biting
Sophie's POVSophie paced the length and breadth of her apartment. Her palms were so sweaty and she kept rubbing them on her dress with a nervous, trembling smile. “I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just that I didn't ask for you to step in...” She stopped, trailing off with a groan.“No, no.” She cried into her hands. That didn't sound right even to her ears and it made her even more uneasy.“Okay, okay. It's alright, Sophie. Breathe.” In her own words, she breathed in deeply and exhaled right after. She repeated the motions a few more times before she finally straightened and headed for her full-length mirror.Standing right in front of it, she practiced her words the same way she had been doing earlier.“I know what I did was wrong. And I haven't exactly been nice to you since you moved in. I get that but you almost ripped off my one million dress!” She screamed at the last part and grimaced.This was not going as easy as she thought and she almost slumped down in e
Tyler's POVTyler sat in shock for more than a second after he walked back into his house. He still couldn't believe it. He was still amazed by the whole thing and that was very much apparent in the way he kept blinking, befuddled.“So, who was it?” His head snapped back toward his open laptop and he shuffled quickly to his couch where he had placed his laptop. He had been on a call with Gabby right before he heard the door ring.At first, he ignored the ring thinking that it was a mistake but when he heard it for the second time, he has been forced to excuse himself from Gabby so he could answer the call. As he stared at Gabby's curious face through the screen of his laptop, he felt like holding up the brown bag and lying that it was an order but he dismissed the thought as soon as it occurred to him. Because of course, there was nothing to lie about.“Who?” Gabby pressed already sensing that it must be someone important if Tyler couldn't speak and was that dumbfounded.“My next-do
Sophie's POVSophie grabbed her bag from the rack. Hanging the strap to fall down her shoulders, she stood in front of her mirror and swiped a glance at her reflection.Donning a pair of high-waisted black baggy jeans that fell to her feet, she matched thus with a peach floral-themed wrap-top with bubble sleeves. She had barely coated her face with makeup despite the temptations to do just that. She brushed her hair to the back again with her hand before she pulled down the black shades she had put on earlier. Without a second thought further, she walked out of her room and went straight to the living room where she knew Joyce was waiting for her.Joyce glanced up from her phone at the sound of her friend approaching. Dropping her phone on her thighs, she grabbed her bag that was resting on the bag beside her. She noticed Sophie's forlorn gaze and wondered what was up with the grown-up woman.“Okay, so do you need me to ask now or you are going to like tell me what's wrong?” As she s
Tyler grabbed a handful of mints and shoved it into the pocket of his black leather jacket. Shoving a hand into his hair, he ran it through near the roots to the tip. He was yet to step out of his apartment yet he was already feeling drained. Grabbing his keys, he walked out of his apartment and locked the doors.Glancing at his neighbor's door, he took a glance at his Rolex which was strapped to his wrist and he took note of the time. At first, he thought about waiting out there for her and he leaned against his side of the wall.Ever since they signed the deal, they'd barely gotten the chance to sit and talk. And according to what she planned, this was supposed to be their first date. She was going to hate him for it but he had already gone ahead to book them a reservation at a popular restaurant.He wondered why in his good mind he would allow her to take charge of him the way she was doing. She was still the bratty woman he met. She had done nothing to change that yet and if her h
Sophie's POVSophie wasn't all that surprised when Tyler pulled up in the parking lot of The Regal Bistro; her friends. She had wanted to make the reservation herself before Tyler had chosen to take over. Also, the restaurant had to come first anyway. It was, after all, one of the best in the town.Tyler let out a whistle as he stepped out of his car. He slammed the door shut before walking to the other side to get the door for Sophie. She was only too eager to step down with a smile on her face.Flipping the tip of her hair to the back, she waited for Tyler to screw the door shut before letting him lead them inside regardless of the fact that she'd been there more than a few times. If Tyler noticed the special attention given to her when they walked in, he didn't say anything.When they got to their table, Tyler was a gentleman by helping her take out her chair so she could have a seat and she immediately settled in with a murmur of appreciation. After Tyler sat down himself, he noti
Sophie's lips tightened in a grimace at the sight on her laptop. Pulling back a little, she started to crack her knuckles while muttering incorrigible beneath her breath. She had been on the same thing for hours.She sighed and her gaze flickered to the man seated on the chair in front of her.“You don't like it?” Her employee asked, sitting up quietly at the look on her face.“Hmm, ” she mumbled as she watched light fade out from his face to reveal a crestfallen expression. “Let me speak, ” she hummed.“When I said that I wanted something different, I meant that you should give me something beautiful, amazing yet DIFFERENT.” She laid emphasis on the last word. “You heard the client. You met then, Roy. You spoke to them. You should be able to ascertain the kind of people they are from your conversation. That's if you asked the right question.” She exhaled.“Now, I don't know what you asked but I need you to think back to your conversation and decide in your mind the sort of design tho
Tyler wasn't expecting the knock on his door that soon. He wasn't even expecting a knock or that his doorbell would go off. He had expected that he would have to go to her place to get her like he did the first time.So, with his shirt still untucked into his pants, he went to get the door. When he threw the door open, he expected anything else but the sight of the tired looking woman at his doorstep.“Good evening, ” she flashed him a smile that instantly made him suspicious.His eyes did a quick crawl over her and he noticed that she was still in the lemon dress she wore to the office. It wasn't like he has been keeping tabs on what she had been wearing or not wearing, he just happened to have seen her get into her car that morning.“Hi, ” Sophie waved her hand in front of him in greeting and to also snap him out of whatever daze he had gotten into.“Hi, ” he straightened and managed a small smile at her.“Well, as you might have guessed, I'm just returning from the office and I'm s
Tyler was nervous. He had been since he saw her in that beautiful dress at the hospital. He had known it was her opening night at the gallery and even though she wouldn't want him there, Tyler had gone anyway. He was proud of her. He was proud of everything she had done and became with or without him.But he needed her now and more than ever.He wanted her now more than ever and he was going to get her.She had looked seemingly unaffected by his presence at the hospital the night before but he knew it had touched her as he had touched him too. He hoped she would wear that dress she wore for her gallery opening. He also wished that she wouldn't. He wished she would smile at him when she arrived but Tyler was close to losing his mind. It was an hour after the arranged time yet she wasn't here. He had refrained from texting her so as not to appear too pathetic. He wanted her but he also had to play his cards right.When his phone buzzed in his pocket, Tyler took it out to answer the cal
Kristen folded her arms against her chest as she stared at Sophie. She wasn't complaining about having her in her house but Sophie could be exhausting. Especially in moments when she was this stubborn. And she was done, she couldn't deal with this attitude of hers anymore.“Do you need me to call Willow because I will. Oh, I know. Joyce would get here quicker than Willow would.” She tsked, eyeing the woman in pajamas lying on the floor of the living room to Netflix and chill.“You wouldn't dare,” Sophie barely glanced away from the screen of the TV as she grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bowl in front of her and poured them into her mouth. She munched cheerfully like she didn't have a worry in the world.When in fact, she did. She had a lot running through her mind but she would never say it.It was only a day after the opening of her art gallery. A day after she met Tyler at the hospital. A day after Harper's birth to Baby Ivan. It was the date night Tyler had scheduled for her
Sophie didn't get a breathing space that night as she wandered about, talking to her guests and the families of her featured artists. She had almost let herself go into worry about Harper but Joyce had handed her a glass of non alcoholic wine that had put her at ease.So, with a glass in hand, Sophie had wandered around in her gallery and attended to guests. The number of people that had turned up were more than she had expected but she was glad that she had enough resources to handle them. She had just finished selling off a beautiful glass piece to a man when Joyce pulled her aside for a break."Heard anything from them yet?” she whispered as Joyce pulled her away from the scene to a corner.“Not yet,” Joyce whispered back with a hiss. She was equally very worried but that wasn't what she wanted to talk about.“Okay, so what's going on?” Sophie asked when she saw the look on her face.“I just saw Jasper and Olivia.” Joyce confessed trying to look past her friend's shoulders toward t
It had been exactly two weeks since the whole episode with her father. With the help of her friends, Sophie had gotten back on tracks with her dream art gallery. She had channeled all her emotions into setting up the perfect gallery she wanted.In two weeks, she had set up the podium and given the place the taste it deserved. Countless times, Joyce and the rest of the girls had dropped by to help her set up. And when she wasn't setting up, Sophie would lay down on the floors of the place and imagine what her future would be filled with.In everything she had pictured, there had been Tyler. It has been more than a while. Since the day she had ordered him out of her hospital room, she hadn't heard back from him. Although she felt extremely bad for treating him that way, she'd been hurting too. She hadn't wanted to see him. Now, she didn't know.She missed him. She missed everything about him but that wasn't the topic for the day. It was her gallery's opening night. Her friends had he
When Sophie got the call from Willow asking her to come to the police station the morning after the day she was released from the hospital, her mind had conjured up different thoughts that she didn't think were appropriate. Willow had sounded calm yet very worried. Like she was very close to killing someone off which had made her extremely worried.Kristen had driven her to the police station because she hadn't been strong enough to drive. Although she had been properly taken care of in the hospital, her wound hadn't completely healed off and her body still sometimes ached her. She still couldn't believe that someone had almost succeeded in killing her.The thought still paralyzed her whenever she thought if it. What if the bullet had gone straight to her heart? What would have become of her? So many if's and possibilities always left her paralyzed.“You are going to be fine,” Kristen had told her repeatedly before she walked into the police station. Everyone around her seemed to know
"Congratulations, Tyler.” Willow shook his hand when they stepped out from the court. His smile was wide, big yet very much incomplete. This had been his dream for the past few years; To put Manuel and Andy away for good.It had been simple yet very difficult.But Willow had made it happen. She had gathered all the obvious evidence she could find and made him set up a meeting with Adelaide on the guise of getting her to confess to what she had done alongside Manuel and Andy. His half-brothers were very smart and intelligent but one thing they all had in common was their pride at their winnings which always led them to gloat and talk about everything they weren't supposed to.All it had taken were a few bottles of drinks to get them put behind bars. Now, he had custody of the little girl he was starting to call his.“No, Willow. You made it happen,” he smiled genuinely at her and she smiled back with ease. Willow was a beast when she was in court and that much was apparent. She had pu
Joyce pushed past the crowd in front of her when she sighted Harper and Willow waiting ahead. She had almost lost her mind when she had gotten the call from Harper telling her that Sophie had been involved in an accident. Joyce had thought that Sophie had refused to pick her calls or answer any of her texts because she was trying to give them space.She knew Sophie and she wouldn't put that past her.But the call from Harper had almost destabilized her. Already, she and Nick were already planning on returning back to LA after being in New York for close to a month now but Harper's call had sped up the whole process.“Slow down, baby.” She heard Nick say behind her. She knew that if it wasn't for the bags he was juggling, he would have rushed toward her. Joyce finally got to where her friends were standing and without any warning of some sort, she plunged them into a hug. Well, that was if Harper's large baby bump allowed her to hug her properly.“Joyce,” Harper pouted as she struggle
Tyler hummed as he flipped the pancake on the pan. It was late into the afternoon yet he hadn't had anything to eat all day having been busy. Taking Adelaide and his half brothers down had been a lot harder than he thought and everything was messin with him more than he thought it would.He barely had any time for himself to breathe and do all the things he needed to do. As if that wasn't enough, Tyler had had to deal with Giovanni when he went to the office the other day for an official meeting. The beast of a man had barged until his office without knocking to talk to him, being all rude to everyone around.Tyler hadn't been surprised when he saw him. He knew that it was only a matter of time before Giovanni De Luca figured out who he was. He had played enough and to him, he thought that he had taken more than enough time to figure him out.Too slow.“Well, this is late,” he'd said when he walked in, leaning back into his chair as he gazed up at the man. “Let me guess, somebody tipp
When Sophie opened her eyes, everything seemed fuzzy and out of focus. She blinked a few times, trying to clear her vision, but everything remained hazy and indistinct. Slowly, she became aware of a dull ache in her head, and she realized that she must have hit her head during the accident. She tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her and she slumped back down onto the bed. Everything was a blur, both literally and figuratively. As she struggled to regain her senses, the memories of the accident began to come back to her in flashes. She remembered the screech of the tires, the sickening crunch of metal, and the blinding pain that had followed. It was all a blur, but slowly the details were starting to come into focus. She tried to sit up again, this time with more success. She took a deep breath and looked around, trying to get her bearings. Where was she?It wasn't until she finally registered the antiseptic smell that came with hospitals and the white walls that