Standing under the cascading water of the shower, Skylar felt all the stress of the entire day wash away from her body, as the cold water washed through her hair and soaked it flat, as it trickled down her face and body. Just for a short moment, the water provided a sense of relief to her body, as if it was washing her pain away, but it wasn't long before a deep-seated sadness began to creep into her mind. Her heart began to ache for reasons she couldn't even pinpoint, and she suddenly felt so burdened, the urge to cry, knocking against the door of her eyelids. Silent tears mixed with the shower's flow down Skylar's body as she cried mutedly, her sobs muffled by the sound of the water hitting the cold floor of her bathroom, and her heart tangled in a mess of emotions that she couldn't quite grasp.It was as if the weight of everything - her worries, disappointments, fears, aching pain, regrets, shame, and every single emotion she had been swallowing for too long, found the right mo
“About your schedule, sir,” Skylar followed behind Ivan the next morning, reading his report to him as usual. She arrived as early as she could, but he was already there waiting for her, and didn't even complain about anything or talk about what ensued the day before. He just glossed over it when she apologized and nodded casually like it was a normal thing to happen. Skylar was unable to wrap her head around why, but she was glad things were back to normal. “About my schedule. Leave it as it is. I will be working less as the doctor had said,” he responded, just before she could tell him that she had adjusted, and her eyes widened in shock hearing what he told her. ‘What?! Leave it the way it was?! When she had adjusted it already?!’ Skylar wanted to scream so loudly at his face, as her words fought for silence within her brain and mind. ‘This condescending man! He was just after her peace!’ she almost sneered overtly, as she curbed the urge to grind her teeth together in anger.
Stunned, disoriented, and shocked out of her bones, Skylar looked up at the woman that stood before with a deadly glare, her eyes widening with confusion, “What... why?” she stammered breathlessly, her voice trembling uncontrollably. Adelaide studied her with a heated glare, the disgust in her gaze, palpable, “You skank!” she spat, her voice dripping with spite and venom, “You chose to ignore my message, have you not?!” She demanded imperiously. ‘She was the one who sent the message yesterday?’ Skylar gazed at the woman in further shock, wondering if someone like her was one of Ivan's numerous secret admirers also, and had the effrontery to come and challenge her physically. However, the gorgeous woman standing before her seemed to possess an intimidating outlook. It was almost as overbearing as Ivan's. “I do not know why you are doing this or why you suddenly sent a cryptic message, but can you please explain what is going on now?” Skylar found her voice even if it almost felt li
Skylar scurried into her office the next morning, her heart pounding in her chest as she dropped her bag on her desk, grabbed her work tablet instantly, and a folder containing the latest reports of the company. The morning rush from the car that dropped her in the front of the company had left her flustered and out of breath since she was late yet again, as she quickly smoothed down her dress, hair, and dabbed her face with a dry napkin to appear tidy. She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders firmly, and walked into his office after knocking. “Good morning, Mr. Hamilton,” she said, her voice slightly breathless as she stepped inside and strutted elegantly to where his table was, having prepared her mind for anything he would have to say to her for being extremely late this time. “Morning, Skylar,” Ivan's was smooth and eloquent, the way he called her name made it sound as if he had sung a musical note. She liked the sound of it. However, the urge to raise her eyes in shock o
Skylar flinched slightly under his intense scrutiny, feeling dwarfed by his towering stature, her heart racing uncontrollably as she struggled to maintain her composure, “It is nothing, sir,” she almost stuttered.Cowering with the fear he might see through her as his gorgeous eyes peered into hers, Skylar allowed her eyes to wander away from his eyes after she denied anything happening. There was no way she could tell him that his mother had hit her and said mean words to her. She didn't know much about Adelaide Hamilton, his mother, but judging from what she had sensed from working with Ivan for three years, she knew that the relationship between them was not smooth sailing at all. However, she had no idea what might ensue if she mentioned what her mother had done to her. ‘He might not even care,’ her mind quickly made her realize, ‘She was still his Mum.’Growing impatient with the vague answers that she was giving, Ivan's facial expression darkened even more, and he leaned for
“I cannot believe you are confronting me because of that secretary of yours!” Adelaide spat viciously, her voice rising with each word, “Is that it, Ivan?!” He had gone to meet her at her home yet the second time again, even if he detested it so much, and she was just right on time, ready to leave her house for a ball party that she had been invited to that evening. However, him asking her what she had gone to do in his office, and what right she had to treat his secretary so lowly, made her lose it immediately and started to speak angrily. He remained silent even with her explosive attitude, his stern gaze unwavering as he demanded answers, and knowing her, he knew that she would exude the exact behavior he had predicted - volatile and unremorseful. “That girl must have bewitched you! She has taken over your head and that is why you cannot even be in a normal relationship, even with your good looks!” Adelaide bemoaned bitterly as her eyes sharpened into a narrow critical gaze
“Wait. Was she the one you were with at the launch party?!” Adelaide Hamilton rushed more words at Ivan the more those speculations continued to occur to her, who stood in shock to hear what his mother was saying, as his stomach clenched in deep fury. “You slept with a lowlife human like her?!” Adelaide wanted to believe that she had just thought of the most absurd thing ever. “Do not ever talk about Skylar like that anymore!” Ivan interjected as he moved closer to his mother like a phantom, “She does not deserve to be sullied with words from you! Don't!” his voice trembled with indignation and echoed sharply, his eyes blazing with threat. “See how you are talking to your mother because of a mere servant!” Adelaide's heart trembled in trepidation at the way his voice commanded threat, but she refused to show it. She knew she shouldn't mess with him. “A servant?!” Ivan muttered in disbelief, his heart writhing to see his mother use words so carelessly in the most demeaning way,
Skylar swallowed when Ivan's eyes stared at her with an oblivion of how he was making her feel, her lips slightly quivered as she tried to reply to him, “I am very fine, sir,” she managed to whisper, his voice smaller than it had ever been. Ivan continued to hold her gaze, his thumbs gently brushing her cheeks, “Why didn't you tell me?” his voice was laced with guilt. She could swear that the expression that she saw lingering at the corner of his eyes seemed almost sad when he asked her why she didn't tell him, which made her wonder what he was talking about, and what it was that she had not told him. However, that was not even the most important thing at the moment, because there was another concern talking over her head right on that spot. Her chest was stifled with an emotion she couldn't quite name, and the way he stared at her apologetically, with a gleaming effect that caused crawling effects on her skin, made her feel vulnerable in a way she hadn't expected, “Tell you what?
The lucent rays of sunlight permeating the room bashed the face of the young man sprawled on the bed, prompting him to subconsciously stir out of his sleep and instantly squint his eyes. A soft moan escaped him as his eyelids jumped open simultaneously, causing him to reflexively shut his eyes instantly the moment the rays of light seeping in through the drapes of the floor-to-ceiling windows assaulted his eyes. Instantly, he rolled his body to the other side and turned his face, before a low groan suddenly escaped him the moment a throbbing headache plagued his head. ‘Shit. Why did his head hurt this badly?’ Grayson wondered as he slowly tried to own his eyes again, and instantly brought his hand from his side to massage his temples as tenderly as it could. It was at that moment that he realized. The room he was in smelled of expensive liquor, faint perfume, and the remnants of a reckless night, causing him to compulsively turn to look at the other side where the light had been
Ivan wanted to do something grand, so he took Leo's advice and decided to plan the biggest surprise package ever in a way that would make Skylar's heart move past whatever anger she had toward him. He hadn't even thought of it at all before. With a final tap on the screen of his laptop, he sent her a message that contained information about the luxurious six-star hotel that he wanted her to meet him at for a private rooftop dinner under the stars, and also had a custom-designed dinner dress and heels package sent to her door already.Anticipation of how everything would turn out perfectly at the very end of the date thumped through his heart as he confirmed the last minute appointment he made, which was going to be a drone display that would proclaim his true feelings for her. It was going to be the highlight of the date. And just right at the moment when a satisfied smirk tugged at the side of his lips, his private phone which was sitting on his dresser suddenly began to vibrate, a
The main door of the mansion slammed so hard with a force that threatened to fall off behind Grayson, as he stormed out of the mansion the moment he left his mother's sight with so much anger coursing through his veins. His balled fist trembled with repressed fury and his face scrunched up in a mask of steaming rage, as he made his way toward the sleek black car that he parked outside in front of the mansion. He got behind the driving wheel, ignited it immediately, floored on the accelerator, and drove out of the mansion at a crazy speed, as his mother's words echoed in his head again and again. “Step out of your brother's shadow and prove that you are worthy of the responsibility and her.”“Damn it!” He cussed angrily and hit his steering wheel angrily as he drove, unable to even think of where to go. ‘His mother had given him the worst option ever! How could she toil with his emotions like that?! How could she tell him to take over HAVAN so that he could keep a woman?’ ‘As muc
With a heavy heart, Skylar sat motionless in her chair all day, her gaze fixed on the same spreadsheet she had been pretending to work on for hours, with her mind far away from what was even going on around her. She had expected to see him a few hours later, after she thought that the storm concerning his mother proposing the most ridiculous idea must have passed, because the news that the votes turned against her quickly went like wildfire in the company. She anticipated that he would come back so that she would have the chance to explain herself, but it didn't seem like it at all. He didn't return till she clocked out late at night. The emptiness in her chest grew heavier and sadness seeped into her bones as she walked out of her office, her footsteps heavy on the quiet halls of the building, like her thoughts were drowning out of the world around her. As Skylar sauntered out of the main building, the cool night air kissed her puffy cheeks, but it did little to clear the haze c
Skylar was seated behind her work desk, motionless and absent-minded, as her fingers remained limp against the keyboard. In her heart was a heaviness that she couldn't even speak of, and it ached with the pain of confrontation that she had just endured. She couldn’t focus at all. The memory of Ivan's angry face that flashed at her the moment he entered the room refused to evade her, and his accusatory words that hinted at frustration and disappointment made her heartache. Nothing even hurt more than the fact that he didn't wait to hear her explain herself. He was just mad that she had met Grayson. “I can explain what happened,” she fought with her shaky voice as she tried to explain herself, but he had been too mad to even listen. “So you have been meeting him behind my back?! Since when?! And why?! Is that why you have been giving me an attitude for almost two days now?” He raged at her with words that slammed her heart against a wall with excruciating force, as her eyes watered
A man burst through the double doors of the executive hallway, his shoes thudding against the polished marble floor as he sprinted with a desperation that was fueled by panic, his hair disheveled and dampened with sweat. He barreled into the secretary’s office after an impatient knock, as he entered with the intention of informing Skylar of what was going on, only to come in direct contact with Ivan, who was also standing in the room. His steel-blue eyes flicked up in measured curiosity as the man skidded to a halt, narrowly avoiding slamming into a sleek leather armchair, almost melting as he tried to balance himself, barely catching his breath amid the suffocating tension that settled in the air. “Sir?” the man gasped, struggling to contain both his breath, almost stuttering, “Your…mother. No. I mean,” he shook his head in an attempt to correct himself, “Mrs. Hamilton is here.” Ivan, who still had flickers of rage scribbled over his face, arched a single eyebrow, with the fainte
The restaurant they were seated in crackled with tension as Amelia's sharp gaze locked onto Carlos's, her arms crossed, and her lips pursed in a fiery scowl, “You don’t even call me anymore,” she snapped, her voice slicing through the charged air like a whip. “Is that why you asked to meet me early this morning?” Carlos stared at her in disbelief, wondering if that was all she had to say when she called and asked to see him so urgently at the restaurant that was nearest to his house. “Is that what I am saying, Carlos?! I said that you don't even talk to me anymore! You would have called if I hadn't,” her face scrunched up into a frown, unable to stand the fact that he was disregarding her concern. Carlos met her glare, his jaw tightening in repressed anger, “You said that it was what you wanted,” he countered, his tone calm but strained, as if walking a tightrope over a chasm of resentment. He couldn't even believe she would be asking him that. “You would have called regardless,”
“Why?” Her eyebrows were raised in confusion, as she wondered why he was saying that. “The public announcement will be worth more,” he told her and skipped talking about it quickly, and she nodded slowly as if absorbing in bits what he meant. “Are you okay, though? You don't sound like yourself,” Carlos observed. Skylar pressed her lips together and shut her eyes for a moment, as she smiled again, “Yeah, I am fine,” she lied, “Just... tired. You know how it is.”“I get it,” Carlos sounded so concerned, “But if you need anything, you know I am here at your beck and call. And I mean anything,” he reminded her. Skylar felt a rush of gratitude in her heart because of his unmerited kindness towards her, and she couldn't help but be emotionally thankful at the moment, as she repeated, “Thank you, Carl. Thank you so much. You have been amazing, really. As soon as I am able to, I will take you out to eat. Anywhere you want. It is going to be my treat,” she promised. Carlos chuckled again
In the silent hospital room where nothing but the rhythmic beeping of the machines that monitored her mother’s vitals, Skylar sat again beside the bed, this time properly dressed in a pale-blue disposable safety suit, with her gloved hands gently wrapped around her mother’s frail right hand. She was unable to think properly after she returned from Ivan's house and knew she wouldn't even be able to perform well if she went home immediately. Instead, she returned to the hospital, asked to see her mother again, and was granted the grace to see her properly this time. However, her thoughts were far from at ease or where she was seated, as she stared blankly at her mother's bed, her mind spinning in a relentless tide of worry and self-doubt. Amid her fear for her mother and the fear for herself, her head was blowing up with pain, and her heart was racing with so much angst.She pressed her trembling lips together, struggling to contain the storm brewing inside her, as she tried not to l