Tyler's POVTyler was a bit taken aback by the design of the room when Sophie pulled him in. It was the first time he was coming into her room. Heck, it was the first time he would make it into her apartment. It had always been his.Throwing his glance away from the white walls, he angled his body toward the lady in shorts, seated on the large bed. Sophie sat there staring at him patiently.“What?” he questioned when she wouldn't stop staring at his face.She palmed her face, her body still a bit pale from the event of the past few days. She had gotten so quiet, she hardly ever spoke.“Sophie?” Tyler sighed as he moved toward her. He wasn't sure exactly what he was going to do with her but she was seated there, not looking at him and the whole thing was making him uncomfortable.“Will you talk to me, please?” he pleaded, crouching down low in front of her.Sophie sighed and shook her head. She wanted to say something. She knew she had to say something to him especially as she pulled h
Joyce was fuming. There was something cooking deeply at the pit of her stomach that wouldn't stop pulsing up her veins. She was really pissed off. The plan had been to see if Sophie was okay, walking into a compromising position between the duo was way out of the plan.Her gaze drifted from Sophie's wide eyes to the face of the man in front of her. Tyler only managed a small smile at her unable to tell what exactly was on Joyce's mind. If Sophie didn't notice, Tyler had turn around in time to see a small frown make its way to the latter's face.“I'm sorry, ” Joyce was anything but apologetic at that moment but she forced herself to mouth the words to her best friend who looked slightly offended by the interruption.Tyler moved away from the bed and rather than Joyce leave, she stood there by the door watching the duo. At the end, Tyler smiled and walked out of the room, brushing past Joyce with a murmur of apology. Joyce stared at his retreating figure with a tight smile.“What was th
Sophie's mouth was agape as the car sped into the opened gate, her head turned toward the window, watching every sight her eyes could catch with the speed of the car. She had lived in America all her life but not once had she thought about this place. It had never occurred to her that she would want to visit a place like this.She hadn't even realized that there was a place like this in a long time and now, she couldn't shut her mouth.“You like it?” Tyler whispered, drawing her closer with his hands wrapped tightly around her. Since the limo picked them up from the airport, he had kept her close. They needed to keep appearances, especially with her friends around.“I, I…” Sophie trailed off, a nod following her lack of words. Tyler smiled beside her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. The car had stopped now and all the occupants were still fighting to speak. They were speechless by the beauty of the place.Sophie's head whipped around to meet Tyler's eager icy gaze. Her abrupt moveme
Sophie ran the tip of the blunt red lipstick over her lips for the umpteenth time, pursing her lips here and there for the desired effect. She smacked her lips together to merge the color she had previously run over it together. Grabbing a pair of her earrings from the opened jewelry box she had brought along with her, Sophie slipped the round loops on.She took a step back and bent over to slip her feet into her Prada peep toe heels, a rest from her usual stilettos and six inches. Just as she started to fasten the strap, the door to the bathroom opened, and out came a dressed Tyler.Sophie paused what she was doing, her gaze skirting over his outfit for a second. Her pulse raced more than she intended for it to as her heart slowed for a second. He was dressed in nothing but black jeans, his feet slipped into a pair of Nike Converse. The navy blue shirt he had over the jeans, untucked, looked as beautiful as he had imagined it to be. Maybe even more beautiful.Her lips parted and her
Tyler leaned over the table, a lingering smile on his face as he watched Sophie. His glass of scotch was barely holding up in his child-like grip; one shake and it would slip from his hand.He was losing it.He was at the edge of it.He didn't know what she was doing but it was working. Before now, Tyler didn't care about what women wore or didn't wear. Before now, he didn't care how they talked or how they drank. He didn't enjoy watching people, he loved being alone. Before now, Tyler never knew watching people talk could be oddly satisfying.Well, till Sophie.That was till Sophie because now he couldn't keep his eyes off her. Why had she worn the black dress? Had she known it would turn him on because it was certainly working that moment. His cock strained against his jeans as if to remind him that it was still alive.He watched her red lips part as a cackle escaped her, shoulders quaking elegantly. When she laughed, all he could see was heaven. He watched each movement of her lips
The loud bang on the door for the umpteenth time that morning made Sophie let out a low groan. Her eyes were screwed shut and she was extremely tired. All she wanted at that moment was to sleep in but with the heavy pound on the door, she knew she had to get her ass up.The pound increased followed by a voice she was very familiar with.Sophie groaned loudly to no one in particular as she gripped the tip of her covers, she flung it off her. As she opened her eyes for the first time that morning, a loud startling scream escaped her at the sight of the blue-eyed man lying on the bed beside her. He had his eyes on her, his lips curved up in a sly smirk that almost had her bolting out of the bed.Almost.“Were you aiming to kill me?” She screamed, her hand flying to her chest to steady her now racing heart. She eyed him as his smile grew.“It's not funny, Ty.” She hissed, a bit annoyed that he wasn't taking her seriously. She almost lost her mind at the sight of him. “I almost lost my god
"So, what do you think?” Harper passed her tablet to Joyce who was seated beside her in a roller chair getting her toenails done. They had done their fingernails earlier and it was all dried up.Joyce's eyes scrutinized the different dresses on the screen, taking time to admire every intricate design of the white dresses and what set them apart from each other. Harper hadn't been joking when she said she was going to take charge and Joyce was going to let her. She needed to get her mind off the scum she still thought about.Although Harper had been secretive, they all knew she was still greatly disturbed by everything. If planning a wedding for her was what she needed, then they could go ahead and do it.“Uhm, I love this,” Joyce muttered, pointing at the lacy dress. When the girls passed her looks, she raised the tablet up for them to see and as soon as their eyes fell on the dresses, they all nodded in affirmation.“That will look impeccable on you, darling.” Sophie complimented, a
"This is so beautiful,” Sophie cooed at her Harper when she stepped out of the change room wearing the floral dress she had picked from the rack.“Yeah. It's not even giving maternity style in any way.” Joyce agreed.“I can be pregnant and still wear it,” Willow also added, looking away from the stack of clothes laying on the space beside her.“Ever seen a hot soon to be mom?” Harper grinned, tossing her hair to the back as she sashayed up front and back. The ladies hyped her up on her parade, smiling and laughing.“You are killing it, sis.” Sophie blew her a kiss before she dashed into the change room with the dress she had selected. The designer dress on her skin made her feel like it was made directly for her. She loved how calming the material felt too. “Guys,” she smiled, getting her friend's attention when she stepped out. Three pairs of eyes landed on her and soon, three replicate smiles stretched out on their faces.“Talk about a hot model,” Harper cooed, earning a laugh from
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