Brenda frowned slightly but quickly switched to a sweet smile. “Oh come on, Matt, don’t act like you don’t want me here.” she said, stepping closer towards Matteo.
Upon her closeness, Leo suddenly closed his nose and squeezed his face in discomfort. Matteo caught his attitude and glanced at him, “Are you okay, Leo?” “I’m sorry uncle Matt, but this auntie’s cologne makes me want to puke.” Matteo glanced at Brenda, and looked away. Looking at Leo’s innocent yet straight face, he didn’t know whether to laugh or feel bad for Brenda. Uncle? Brenda sniffled her cloth, but felt nothing wrong, then what was this kid talking about? She could have scolded or even yelled at him, but she couldn’t afford to do that in front of Matteo, not when he called him uncle. Scolding him in front of Matte might leave a bad impression on her. Brenda forced out a smile, “Honey, do you know what you're saying, you know it's not nice to say bad things to pretty aunties..” She said, stretching her to grab Leo's chin, but Leo quickly shook it off. He got down from Matteo’s laps and took steps away from Brenda. “I'm not saying bad things to you, and I don't even consider you to be pretty. Only my mom is the prettiest, right uncle Matt?” “Yeah, sure.” Brenda's frown deepened, only if Matteo could look away for a minute, she would use that opportunity to hit this child and stop him from spilling nonsense. Leo also felt she was pretending to be nice to him because of Matteo, In fact he disliked her the moment she walked into the office. Leo only showed hostility to people he disliked and Brenda was making it worse by pretending to be nice, when he could clearly see through her anger. “Brenda, you can leave now. There's couple of works you are expected to submit, yet I've received none, I want them all done by the end of today.” “What? Not only are you going to watch this little kid insult me, you're sending me off to work on that tons of file? Matt, I'm your fiancé for christ sake.” “Fiancé? Heh. Listen up, my fiancée or not, I value professionalism right here in this company and since you've decided to work here, you'd adhere to that too.” Matteo said matter-factly, his tone cold and detached. He couldn't really blame Leo for disliking Brenda's cologne, he was right after all. It was as if she wore a whole bottle of cologne and the scent was too heavy and pungent. Anger and hatred surged within Brenda, she cursed Leo deep in her heart. ‘This Brat! It's all his fault that Matt isn't giving me attention. He even wants me out of his office…just wait and watch, I'd make sure you regret this, stupid kid!’ “Mommy is back!!” Brenda was about to leave, when Leo's voice caught her attention and made her turn around. Amelia was standing next to Asad, her smile sweet, as she hugged Leo ruffling his hair. As it was her first time in the company, Asad guided her around the premises. Returning to the office, she couldn't help but smile seeing Leo was calm and happy, at least he hasn't caused any trouble, she thought. Brenda's gaze was still fixed on Amelia, she couldn't deny the fact that she was actually really beautiful just like her son had praised her to be. But what exactly was her relationship with Matteo? She thought. She couldn't help but develop hatred for Amelia, not just because of Leo, but she couldn't bear to see a lady more beautiful than her stay close with Matteo. Brenda believed that it would make Matteo not see her in a light of beauty but rather go after ladies more prettier than her. “Matt, who is she?” She asked, giving Amelia a suspicious glance. “You seem to have learnt a lot of things here, I'll go ahead then to write a report to your father so that you can return to his company.” Brenda frowned, her heart skipping a beat. “What? No! I'm leaving, okay…” With that, she hurried away from Matteo's office. Brenda is the first and only daughter of the Dawson family, famous and recognized in the city. But she just returned from her place of study in the states and was assumed to have a lot of knowledge about crafting great and captivating designs. Elias Lior, Matteo's father and Jason Dawson, Brenda's father, want to strengthen their relationship as well as their partnership, by arranging a marriage for their children. Although Matteo didn't give his consent to it, his old man went ahead with the arrangements. It turns out that Brenda isn't as knowledgeable about designs as her father thought she'd be, causing him to send her to Matteo's company to learn from him. At least she'd get serious and stop acting like a spoiled brat in her father's company, but to Brenda this was only a chance for her to get very close to Matteo and make him fall for her. So, if Matteo goes ahead to inform her dad about learning a lot which she hasn't, she'd really lose her opportunity to get close to him. In order to avoid that, Brenda hurriedly left his office. “Now that you're back, I'd arrange a meeting for your introduction, so you'd get to know the rest of the employees and vice versa.” Amelia nodded, “That would be great, I really appreciate it” “Hmmh” “Apart from that, I'm allowed to use my own sketchbook, if there's a need for modification I will then transfer it to the companys’.” “Sure, that's okay.” “Thank you, sir.” “Asad, arrange the meeting right away, so we'd start work on the new project.” Asad made a slight bow and left the office, leaving Amelia, Leo and Matteo, in the same space. Staying in the same space as Matteo made Amelia restless, Even though Leo was with her, she couldn't stop the pounding of her heart. Inorder to feel less awkward she took out her mobile phone and started reading news. Matteo, who was pretending to be reading a file on his desk, was secretly stealing glances at Amelia. He didn't know anything about this woman, only that she lured him to sleep with her and then disappeared the next day, for a whole four years and now she's back and doesn't recall, even a little detail about him. If doesn't recall anything then he'd surely make her remember sooner than later. Leo was cuddled up in his mother's arm but he couldn't miss the glances Matteo threw at his mother, making him confused. Was she admiring his mother? He thought, and grinned as a naughty thought invaded his head. “Mom, did you know, Uncle Matt, said you're really beautiful.”Amelia shot Matteo a sharp glance and quickly looked away to face Leo, “What nonsense are you saying?” She whisper-yelled, glaring at him.Matteo didn't see that coming, he didn’t expect Leo’s blunt words. ‘What exactly is going on in that boy’s head?’ he thought, stunned yet amused.“Mom I'm not spouting nonsense, Uncle Matt really said it.”Amelia glanced at her Matteo, suspicion growing in the depth of her heart. She knew Leo very much, and he wasn't one that would joke or lie with things like this. Is her boss into her? She thought, but quickly shrugged off the thought immediately. Matteo glanced at her and shook his head, “He was arguing with Brenda that you were more beautiful than she is, I just helped him, by agreeing with him. You asked me, right Leo?” Leo slowly nodded, he didn't like the outcome, he had expected Matteo to agree that his mom was beautiful, but rather he said he was helping him. Maybe he had misunderstood the reason he was looking at his mother, he thought.
Amelia studied Matteo as he tucked away his phone, his jaw tightening briefly before his usual composed expression returned. Although she had not known him long enough, she didn't fail to notice the slight shift in his demeanor. She was sure something was bothering him.“Are you sure everything is okay, sir?” She asked again, softer, careful to not pry too much.”Matteo met her gaze, his dark eyes steady but unreadable. “Yes, everything is fine. Don't worry about it.” Amelia wasn't convinced, but she nodded, knowing better than to push. Matteo wasn't the type to open up unless he wanted to and her position as his employee didn't exactly give her the privilege to ask questions.“Mom, Uncle Asad is here, can we eat now?” Leo's voice broke the tension as he tugged at Amelia's sleeve, his bright eyes darting between her and Matteo. “I'm hungry.”Amelia smiled down at him, grateful for his distraction. “Alright, let's go. Thank you sir, for offering to get us lunch, but next time, I think
Amelia's heart hammered against her chest, each beat thumping loud, as if it was going to jump out of her chest. Her footsteps slowed as she approached Liam's room, a sudden, inexplicable feeling of horror cursing through her body. The closer she got, the more the chaotic mess of clothes on the floor caught her eye, feminine clothes, lingeries, heels, purse, thrown carelessly, all of them leading her to one door— Liam's room.Her breath hitched, as she stopped in her tracks, her mind racing wildly. No. This can't be happening.Liam had been working late for days, as there was much work in the company, and he drowned himself in his business. He shouldn't be home yet, he was supposed to be in the office right now, she thought. She had planned this evening so carefully, wanting it to be perfect for him, for them, after all it was both their anniversary and his birthday. She had wanted to surprise him with a special night, to show him how much she cared, how much she loved and appreciated
In a spacious and luxurious suite, Amelia woke up with a hangover, her head pounding like a relentless drum, and her body wrapped in unfamiliar sheets. She knitted her brows in confusion, her throat dried, her vision blurred, but the ache in her chest was what really brought her back to reality. Memories from last night flooded into her head like a storm, the betrayal, the bar, the drinks, and….him.She quickly darted her eyes to the bed, to his muscular arm wrapped around her waist firmly, his back facing her and she couldn't see his face properly. Her memory of him from last night, very vague, she didn't want to face him either, knowing it was her reckless attitude that got them here. Pausing her lips into a deep thin line, she slowly moved his arms and wiggled her waist out of his hold.She sat up slowly, every movement, sharp and painful, her mind replaying images from the previous night – his sweet and intoxicating scent, the warmth of his arms, his kiss, the kiss that melted her
Weeks later, Weeks passed into a haze of grief, anger and resentment. Amelia barely ate or slept, her once-bright spirit crushed under the weight of betrayal. Her mind is restless and unfocused.One morning, she woke up with a wave of nausea that left her clutching the bathroom sink. Something was wrong.After a visit to a doctor, Amelia confirmed her worst nightmare. She was two weeks pregnant. The news left her dumbfounded, her hands trembling violently as she held the test results. She thought back to that night at the bar, a night with a man whose name she didn't know, whose face she can't remember.As she stepped into the house, clutching the envelope tightly, Valencia, out of nowhere, snatched it away from her hand.“Care to share what's in the envelope?” She laughed, moving away from Amelia. Opening the envelope she frowned in curiosity, “What's this?” she asked, her eyes scanning the envelope. Her eyes widened, and then a wicked grin spread across her face.Amelia swallowed t
FIVE YEARS LATERThe bustling airport terminal was alive with the sounds of announcements, luggage rolling against the floor and the chatters of travelers. Amelia walked gracefully and majestically through the crowd, a calm yet unassuming expression on her face. She wore a pink coat, over a soft white blouse, paired with dark jeans, mini skirt and ankle boots. Her long brown hair flowed in loose waves over her shoulders, her eyes, though softer now, carried a hint of resolve. She was more beautiful, womanly and graceful.Walking beside her, holding tightly onto her hand, was a little boy with unruly dark hair and striking ocean eyes, a perfect replica of Matteo Lior.“Mommy, I want an ice cream, can I get one after we leave here?” the boy asked, his voice charming and cheerful, curious as he glanced around the massive terminal.Amelia looked down at him and her gaze softened, “Yeah sure, I'll get one for you, only if you behave. First, we need to grab our bags and meet granny Celia.”
Matteo's black Rolls-Royce drove into a large and magnificent estate, where it pulled into a halt. Amelia's brows knitted slightly, as she got down, examining the place. Such a beautiful place was built just for the company's guests? His company must be really rich, no wonder it's topping other companies in the business world. Amelia thought, as she helped Leo to get down.“Wow! Mom, is this where we're going to stay?” Leo suddenly asked, his eyes shimmering with excitement.“Yes Leo, we'll stay here for tonight.” Matteo glanced at her, “You know, you can stay here for as long as you want.” he said, his voice deep and calm.“Yay!! Mom, uncle boss is not only super duper handsome, he's super rich and generous! I want to be like him when I grow up!” He smiled, flashing his tiny white teeth.Amelia smiled awkwardly, and ruffled his hair. She glanced up at Matteo, “Please don't mind him, he talks a lot.” Matteo smiled, taking out his hand for Leo, who ran to him immediately, surprisin
The next morning, Amelia was fully dressed as well as Leo. Before coming to the city she had already planned out to stay over at her Grandmother's place, so when going to work she'll leave Leo with her. But then, Mr. Lior had tampered with her plans.Where was she going to keep Leo while she reports to the company for work? “Mom, what are you worried about? Are you worried about me? Don't worry, I will be a good boy and stay with you at the office.”Amelia glanced at her little boy and smiled. He seemed so small, yet had the understanding that was above his age. She could take Leo with her, but then she didn't want to raise questions about her, especially since she's a single mother. Amelia didn't want to hurl gossip or attach a bad name to the company, so therefore she didn't want to take Leo with her.She was still contemplating, when she heard the sound of the door bell, before she could reach for it, Leo had already gone for it. Upon opening the door was standing Matteo’s imposin
Amelia studied Matteo as he tucked away his phone, his jaw tightening briefly before his usual composed expression returned. Although she had not known him long enough, she didn't fail to notice the slight shift in his demeanor. She was sure something was bothering him.“Are you sure everything is okay, sir?” She asked again, softer, careful to not pry too much.”Matteo met her gaze, his dark eyes steady but unreadable. “Yes, everything is fine. Don't worry about it.” Amelia wasn't convinced, but she nodded, knowing better than to push. Matteo wasn't the type to open up unless he wanted to and her position as his employee didn't exactly give her the privilege to ask questions.“Mom, Uncle Asad is here, can we eat now?” Leo's voice broke the tension as he tugged at Amelia's sleeve, his bright eyes darting between her and Matteo. “I'm hungry.”Amelia smiled down at him, grateful for his distraction. “Alright, let's go. Thank you sir, for offering to get us lunch, but next time, I think
Amelia shot Matteo a sharp glance and quickly looked away to face Leo, “What nonsense are you saying?” She whisper-yelled, glaring at him.Matteo didn't see that coming, he didn’t expect Leo’s blunt words. ‘What exactly is going on in that boy’s head?’ he thought, stunned yet amused.“Mom I'm not spouting nonsense, Uncle Matt really said it.”Amelia glanced at her Matteo, suspicion growing in the depth of her heart. She knew Leo very much, and he wasn't one that would joke or lie with things like this. Is her boss into her? She thought, but quickly shrugged off the thought immediately. Matteo glanced at her and shook his head, “He was arguing with Brenda that you were more beautiful than she is, I just helped him, by agreeing with him. You asked me, right Leo?” Leo slowly nodded, he didn't like the outcome, he had expected Matteo to agree that his mom was beautiful, but rather he said he was helping him. Maybe he had misunderstood the reason he was looking at his mother, he thought.
Brenda frowned slightly but quickly switched to a sweet smile. “Oh come on, Matt, don’t act like you don’t want me here.” she said, stepping closer towards Matteo. Upon her closeness, Leo suddenly closed his nose and squeezed his face in discomfort. Matteo caught his attitude and glanced at him, “Are you okay, Leo?”“I’m sorry uncle Matt, but this auntie’s cologne makes me want to puke.” Matteo glanced at Brenda, and looked away. Looking at Leo’s innocent yet straight face, he didn’t know whether to laugh or feel bad for Brenda.Uncle? Brenda sniffled her cloth, but felt nothing wrong, then what was this kid talking about? She could have scolded or even yelled at him, but she couldn’t afford to do that in front of Matteo, not when he called him uncle. Scolding him in front of Matte might leave a bad impression on her.Brenda forced out a smile, “Honey, do you know what you're saying, you know it's not nice to say bad things to pretty aunties..” She said, stretching her to grab Leo
The next morning, Amelia was fully dressed as well as Leo. Before coming to the city she had already planned out to stay over at her Grandmother's place, so when going to work she'll leave Leo with her. But then, Mr. Lior had tampered with her plans.Where was she going to keep Leo while she reports to the company for work? “Mom, what are you worried about? Are you worried about me? Don't worry, I will be a good boy and stay with you at the office.”Amelia glanced at her little boy and smiled. He seemed so small, yet had the understanding that was above his age. She could take Leo with her, but then she didn't want to raise questions about her, especially since she's a single mother. Amelia didn't want to hurl gossip or attach a bad name to the company, so therefore she didn't want to take Leo with her.She was still contemplating, when she heard the sound of the door bell, before she could reach for it, Leo had already gone for it. Upon opening the door was standing Matteo’s imposin
Matteo's black Rolls-Royce drove into a large and magnificent estate, where it pulled into a halt. Amelia's brows knitted slightly, as she got down, examining the place. Such a beautiful place was built just for the company's guests? His company must be really rich, no wonder it's topping other companies in the business world. Amelia thought, as she helped Leo to get down.“Wow! Mom, is this where we're going to stay?” Leo suddenly asked, his eyes shimmering with excitement.“Yes Leo, we'll stay here for tonight.” Matteo glanced at her, “You know, you can stay here for as long as you want.” he said, his voice deep and calm.“Yay!! Mom, uncle boss is not only super duper handsome, he's super rich and generous! I want to be like him when I grow up!” He smiled, flashing his tiny white teeth.Amelia smiled awkwardly, and ruffled his hair. She glanced up at Matteo, “Please don't mind him, he talks a lot.” Matteo smiled, taking out his hand for Leo, who ran to him immediately, surprisin
FIVE YEARS LATERThe bustling airport terminal was alive with the sounds of announcements, luggage rolling against the floor and the chatters of travelers. Amelia walked gracefully and majestically through the crowd, a calm yet unassuming expression on her face. She wore a pink coat, over a soft white blouse, paired with dark jeans, mini skirt and ankle boots. Her long brown hair flowed in loose waves over her shoulders, her eyes, though softer now, carried a hint of resolve. She was more beautiful, womanly and graceful.Walking beside her, holding tightly onto her hand, was a little boy with unruly dark hair and striking ocean eyes, a perfect replica of Matteo Lior.“Mommy, I want an ice cream, can I get one after we leave here?” the boy asked, his voice charming and cheerful, curious as he glanced around the massive terminal.Amelia looked down at him and her gaze softened, “Yeah sure, I'll get one for you, only if you behave. First, we need to grab our bags and meet granny Celia.”
Weeks later, Weeks passed into a haze of grief, anger and resentment. Amelia barely ate or slept, her once-bright spirit crushed under the weight of betrayal. Her mind is restless and unfocused.One morning, she woke up with a wave of nausea that left her clutching the bathroom sink. Something was wrong.After a visit to a doctor, Amelia confirmed her worst nightmare. She was two weeks pregnant. The news left her dumbfounded, her hands trembling violently as she held the test results. She thought back to that night at the bar, a night with a man whose name she didn't know, whose face she can't remember.As she stepped into the house, clutching the envelope tightly, Valencia, out of nowhere, snatched it away from her hand.“Care to share what's in the envelope?” She laughed, moving away from Amelia. Opening the envelope she frowned in curiosity, “What's this?” she asked, her eyes scanning the envelope. Her eyes widened, and then a wicked grin spread across her face.Amelia swallowed t
In a spacious and luxurious suite, Amelia woke up with a hangover, her head pounding like a relentless drum, and her body wrapped in unfamiliar sheets. She knitted her brows in confusion, her throat dried, her vision blurred, but the ache in her chest was what really brought her back to reality. Memories from last night flooded into her head like a storm, the betrayal, the bar, the drinks, and….him.She quickly darted her eyes to the bed, to his muscular arm wrapped around her waist firmly, his back facing her and she couldn't see his face properly. Her memory of him from last night, very vague, she didn't want to face him either, knowing it was her reckless attitude that got them here. Pausing her lips into a deep thin line, she slowly moved his arms and wiggled her waist out of his hold.She sat up slowly, every movement, sharp and painful, her mind replaying images from the previous night – his sweet and intoxicating scent, the warmth of his arms, his kiss, the kiss that melted her
Amelia's heart hammered against her chest, each beat thumping loud, as if it was going to jump out of her chest. Her footsteps slowed as she approached Liam's room, a sudden, inexplicable feeling of horror cursing through her body. The closer she got, the more the chaotic mess of clothes on the floor caught her eye, feminine clothes, lingeries, heels, purse, thrown carelessly, all of them leading her to one door— Liam's room.Her breath hitched, as she stopped in her tracks, her mind racing wildly. No. This can't be happening.Liam had been working late for days, as there was much work in the company, and he drowned himself in his business. He shouldn't be home yet, he was supposed to be in the office right now, she thought. She had planned this evening so carefully, wanting it to be perfect for him, for them, after all it was both their anniversary and his birthday. She had wanted to surprise him with a special night, to show him how much she cared, how much she loved and appreciated