Amelia was fuming so much as she pushed through the door of the bathroom in the restaurant she was in, her heels clacked sharply against the polished floor as she stormed her way back to the table where Carlos was waiting, while sipping his drink with a relaxed demeanor. As she reached the table, she pulled out her chair with a sharp tug and sank on the chair so heavily, her breath coming in short, furious bursts which made him look up, surprised by her quick return, and the obvious rage scribbled on her face. “What is wrong?” his questioning eyes searched hers, “Were you not talking with Skylar a minute ago?” “You won't believe this! She is out at a club right now with a new friend she just met. I cannot believe her!” Amelia was so pissed as she struggled to contain her anger by chugging down the contents of her cocktail glass. Carlos raised an eyebrow, trying to process the reason for the sudden outburst with what she had said, and was still unable to comprehend, “Is that a pro
Skylar didn't even need to think twice as she returned to the club and whispered into Kali’s ears that she had to leave urgently. She barely had enough time to call a cab and just flagged another she saw, and told the person to go straight to the address in his neighborhood. After she confirmed her identity at the security post of the place, she dropped off in front of his house, and was allowed into his house without any hesitation the moment her biometrics was scanned.Her heels echoed through the empty corridors of his mansion, her pulse racing as she made her way to his room all while racing to the top. She had barely had time to change after her night out, still dressed in a sleek, club dress that clung to her curves. Her hair, which was still styled in loose waves, framed her face, and the makeup Kali applied for her, even if she didn't wear makeup, was impeccable, with smoky eyes and a bold red lip that completed her look.As she reached his door, she took a deep breath, and
Skylar sat at the edge of her bed, her hands clutched to the hem of the satin gown she was wearing, her heart, sick with anxiety and worry about what had happened in Ivan's house hours ago. The way he had grabbed her and kissed her was unexpected, and she got lost in it, forgetting that it was a line they were never meant to cross. Mortification overwhelmed Skylar the more she remembered how she moaned the moment their hot tongues entangled, and when he bit her lips, teasingly and tauntingly. It was so addictive that she didn't realize that she was far lost in what she was doing, until Ivan slowly broke from it, her lips carefully letting go of his lower lips that she had grasped between hers. She was thoroughly mortified. It was at that moment that it felt like the high ceiling would fall upon them because of the pressure that had settled in, that she stood up from his lap instantly without taking a further glance at his face. “Mr. Hamilton. It is late, and I must get going now
Upon hearing what Ivan had just said, Skylar was unable to understand what was going on as she stared at him in shock, even if he was not looking at her. She had entered his office that morning with trepidation swimming in her heart, already expecting to chastise her thoroughly or, worse, dismiss her entirely for crossing the line. Though she had great hope that he wouldn't. Instead, he glanced up at her with an unreadable expression etched on his face, “Skylar. You are taking over your job fully from today,” he said simply, his tone businesslike, as if the past few days had never happened.She blinked in shock, her mind struggling to process his words, “What?” The word slipped out before she could stop it, unable to hide how surprised she was by his sudden pronouncement. “I want you to start working fully again,” he repeated, his eyes back on the document he was reviewing. Skylar's heart pounded in her chest as she stared at him, disbelief etched across her face. ‘Why? So sudden
Skylar was very sure that Ivan had seen the sticky drool from her on his shoulder, and knew what it was, before he stood up and said they could leave without mentioning it. She couldn't understand why he was being so suddenly cool with everything she did, even if they were all out of her work ethic. As much as she was relieved that he wasn't being grouchy about it, she couldn't help but be antsy that he was acting strangely. Even worse than the first time he made her so uncomfortable with his sudden luxurious giftings, treats, and misleading actions. ‘Oh! That was it!’ Skylar's head instantly made up a plausible qualifier of the scenario in her head, as she went down her memory lane of when he started acting like that also. Her heart shattered painfully, the more she thought of it in her head, and tried to understand it properly. ‘The first time that he was extremely nice to her to a suffocating extent was when they first unintentionally had sex, and things got quite awkward eve
Skylar followed Ivan closely as they made their way into the art gallery as one of the guests, which was filled with an air of sophistication, and guests dressed in elegant attire, while holding glasses of champagne as they moved leisurely between the artworks.She watched as his eyes flickered from one masterpiece to the next, while trying to absorb the beauty and history that surrounded them. He had always had a keen interest in art, and she could see the way his eyes lit up as they moved from painting to painting. It was one of the rare times she saw him truly relaxed, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.As they reached the center of the gallery with Ivan deeply engrossed in one of the works he was looking at, a stunning lady suddenly approached them, her presence captivating and alluring. She was much taller, with flawless skin, striking features, and an effortless grace which exuded sophistication, which made her so stunning and charming at the same time. Her luxurious limite
“Is it for real?! You are dating Skylar?!” Leo's loud voice almost blew Ivan's ears when he picked up his phone call, which he had initially rejected as a video call. He could not allow Leo to get to him again. “Screw off, Leo. Is that how to greet a friend?” Ivan cocked an eyebrow, knowing there was no way Leo would see that. “Why? Because I was right all this time?” Leo spoke with amusement, his lips stretching out in a broad grin. “Do you want me to date so badly? Or do you just have a penchant for making wild guesses and wrong speculations?” “I have not said yet. Have I? The news said it all!” Leo sounded so excited, sensing the growing frustration in Ivan even if he could not see him. “We are not dating,” Ivan finally revealed, tired of letting his friend's ideas run wild. “What did the news publish then? And why was she resting on your shoulders? In a rather romantic way at that? With your hand seemingly touching her cheeks?” Leo tweaked his voice in a way he knew got on
“Why are you not asking me about the news?” Skylar, who was quite surprised that Amelia was not yelling or asking her about the news when she called, could not help but ask. Normally, she knew she wasn't the type to be patient with issues that revolved around Ivan. “Because I know it is some kind of misunderstanding or fake news. There is no way you're dating him,” Amelia answered flippantly, and Skylar could imagine the expression she would have on her face. “Why do you think so?” Skylar was perplexed that she was so assured that there was no way something of such could be, “We could be….” “How many times have I told you to stop being delusional, Sky?” Amelia cut in abruptly with a low scoff. “Can I not? Can I not want something even if it might not work out?” Skylar sounded bitter now, because her own friend's words were not different from the random ladies that were always the same about her too. “The earlier you step up your mind for reality, the better. And you have someon
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
“The surgery had just ended and was successful,” the surgeon, who had just come out of the theatre room still dressed in her blue scrub, and had a nose mask hanging below her chin, told Skylar with a reassuring smile that didn't brighten her face.Instantly, the world around her paused for a millisecond as the tension that had been hanging in her body crumbled instantly, and dissipated into the air. Her legs gave way below her body, and before she knew it, she had fallen on her knees, as she felt the hard, cold floor press against her palms that rested against the floor, the weight of the news sinking into her mind. Her right hand which was trembling covered her mouth, as a stifling gasp that felt like it had been locked in her chest for hours escaped her, alongside the tears that trickled down her cheeks. ‘She was alive. Her mother was alive,’ she heaved a sigh of relief, unable to handle the excitement. “Thank you, doctor. Thank you so much,” were the few words her voice could u
“I am sorry, we cannot be together,” those heavy words hung heavily between the two standing across from one another, and the receiver, Leo, blinked hard as he stared at Kali, who had broken the news to him.“What.. What is wrong, Kali?” His lips barely found the right words to utter because his brain was barely functioning coherently. That was the last news he expected her to bring to him, just when he was planning that they would go hiking together since she liked doing that. ‘Things had been going fine between them for the past few days. What went wrong?’ His eyes took a haunted look as if awaiting an explanation from her. “Nothing is,” she looked away from him while resting her back on the railings of the rooftop recreation spot they were standing, because she said she wanted to go there when he asked what she wanted to do. “Kali, meet my eyes,” Leo stared at her, his heart wanting to reach out to her in the most intentional way, as his right hand stretched and caught hers in
Skylar made her way into the five-star restaurant, her eyes glancing briefly through the few people that were seated in the room, until they landed on Grayson, who was seated by the window, his face brightening with a warm, sweet smile the moment he raised his head. She instantly flashed a warm smile at him from where she was standing, and he rose to his feet, as a gesture to welcome her which almost melted away her initial nervousness instantly. It made Skylar's eyes almost roll in shock because she never thought she could see him smile considering their first and second encounter. “Hi, Sky,” he greeted her with a sweet smile, and politely offered her a seat across from him, “You look absolutely gorgeous,” his eyes lingered as he took in her dress, and her smile.“Hi, Gray,” she responded with a nervous smile, “You don't look bad yourself,” she finally settled into her seat. “How have you been these days?” He initiated the conversation, his eyes peering at her. “Been great,” Skyl