“Shit, he already left for another meeting!” Kyle said, looking at his phone, in the middle of the hustling and bustling Times Square.“Oh, now what?” Alessa asked.“Oh well, can’t be helped. What did you need to do here?” “I needed to go to a fabric store but I think it’s closed on Mondays.” Alessa was also on her phone looking up at the store, which showed a red “closed on Mondays” on her screen. “Now what?” Alessa asked. “We are in the most New York place there is. Maybe we can explore. Show me your New York.”“Okay!” Alessa smiled. “First thing first, you need to try a bagel here. You can literally go into any of the bagel shops and you will not get a bad bagel.” Alessa began walking, and as she expected, Kyle followed behind her. She led him out of the busy street into one of the smaller, slightly quieter streets. She saw the first shop and turned in.At the corner, she said to an uninterested teen, “Two jalapeños and cheese bagels with egg and cheese please.” “Is this food h
Alessa assisted Kyle as they made their way back to the mansion. Anytime they were sitting on a subway, or on a bench Kyle asked to rest before walking, he placed his head on Alessa's shoulders to sleep. She kept him close by linking her arms with his as they made their trip back.Once they did come back home, she took him up to his room. His room was grand. It was probably bigger than Alessa’s and Madison's apartment. It had a fireplace in the corner, above which there was a large TV, collecting dust. In the corner, Kyle had a large wooden desk and on the wall, there were rows and rows of books. This area looked like it was used more than his bed, which was nearly made with a dark maroon duvet. Alessa ruined the tautly tucked duvet and helped Kyle into the bed. Kyle loosed his tie and undid all the buttons of his shirt, exposing his six-pack torso. Of course, this torso couldn’t handle a bagel and sugar. It’s never consumed that before. “Stop ogling me while you get me into bed,”
Alessa made it a point not to show up at Camelot at 6:30 on the dot. She was officially protesting. So when she declined Kyle’s fifth phone call at 7:15, she was proud of herself. So proud, she decided to treat herself to a pancake breakfast the cooks had made. As she ate her first bit of the delicious cinnamon stack pancakes, someone grabbed her arm to stop her from eating more.“Breakfast time is over. Work now! I’ve already waited almost an hour chasing you down!” Kyle barked.“I never agreed—““Are you coming or am I forcing you?” He cut her off. Angry.“Forcing me? How are you going to—“Again he did not let her finish. He put one of his hands under Alessa's legs and another on their back and scooped her up. “Like this!” Alessa wiggled her feet but Kyle was unaffected. He began walking out of the kitchen, and none of the staff stopped him. They just giggled “Put me down!” Alessa yelled.“Nope,” Kyle looked straight ahead, his face confronted into a smile.“I won’t do any work!
Alessa used the arms that Kyle had just let go to wrap around Kyle’s neck, then she tiptoed and placed her lips onto his. Kyle grabbed her waist and used it to push her up against him. She could feel his excitement on her thighs, and her own sex quivered. They deepened the kiss, swaying into a nearby wall, causing Alessa to be pushed into Kyle even further. They stayed like this for a while—it felt like days for Alessa—until Alessa opened her eyes and saw the waiter nervously eyeing them. She let Kyle go which stopped the kiss. “Fuck me. Are you trying to kill me, women? What was that?” Kyle yelped in excitement. “I thought you’d never kiss anyone before.”“I am a quick learner,” Alessa said, wiping around her mouth to make sure her lipstick, which was smeared all over Kyle, wasn’t looking the same on her. Kyle reached out to fix it for her, and she wiped his lips in turn. Until the touching of each other's lips caused both of them to lunge at each other again. This time Kyle kisse
Alessa spent the rest of the day hiding out in the penthouse, but thankfully work was in full swing and she barely had time to think. By the time lunch rolled around, she hadn’t even noticed. It wasn’t until the same waiter from last night knocked on her door with a delivery that she realized it was 12:30. “Mr.Danny sent this for you ma’am.” He said, rolling in a cart. On it, there were pancakes, cereal, and a salad with a folder note in the corners. It read: You probably forgot to eat, or maybe you were too angry to eat again. I usually see you eat breakfast food so I hope you enjoy this breakfast for lunch. P.s. The salad is if you're really not in the mood for breakfast. Alessa smiled and texted Kyle, I did forget. Thank you! Plus I never say no to breakfast. That was the only bit of excitement for the day until it was dinner time. One of Kyle’s meetings ran late so he asked her to come to Camelot. Once she got to the building Alessa made her way to Kyle's clear office
On Wednesday, Alessa packed her clothes for a few days and decided to use the week of Madison’s absences to spend at the penthouses. Kyle, who was busier than she expected, left early and came back late, but Alessa made sure to wake up, so they could spend as much time together as possible.She even tried to surprise him for lunch the next day but she found out Kyle had in fact rescheduled his dinner with Aspen to lunch then. She decided to quietly bow out of Camelot, but that night she didn’t wake up to talk to him. On Friday, Kyle declared he was taking a day off.“You shouldn’t work either.” “I can not not work. I’ve never taken a day off. Not really.” Alessa said, opening up her laptop in her bed. “Plus Madison is out.”“Hold on, let me call Madison and tell her I need you. John and her have been on vacation for the past few days. They can work today.” “What are you going to tell her? Alessa and I are shacking up together and will not be working today?” Alessa laughed.“Maybe.
The next morning started for Alessa with a phone call. “Hello,” she groggily answered.“Where are you? I went down to your room and didn’t see you.” Madison’s voice rang on the other end.“Who’s calling you at 5 five in the morning?” Kyle stirred next to Alessa.“Is that a guy?” Madison gasped.“It’s the TV in the PHAT break room.” Alessa lied. Shocked at how fast she came up with a lie. She motioned Kyle to go back to bed. He shrugged but listened, and turned around to go to sleep. “Oh, I thought—never mind. Come back! I need to catch up with you! Haven’t talked to you in a week.” She said, excitedly.“Now?” “Yeah, why not? You're up already.” She chirped. “Madison, it’s five in the morning! I am going back to bed, you do the same. I’ll see you when I get back to the mansion.”“John and I got married! Come back.”“What?” Alessa snapped up, now fully up.“What happened?” Kyle said, getting up with her. She shushed him. “Okay, I’ll be right there.” She hung up, and faced Kyle not
After Kyle left his room, John went back to bed, while Madison and Alessa hung around to talk.“What’s with your sudden admiration for Kyle? Did something happen?”“I just realized he does a lot of people.”“I know. John and I shouldn’t have behaved like this. I just got very upset a few days ago. Couldn’t stop crying again and John just reacted. I know he feels bad now. I bet you he isn’t sleeping right now but worrying about Kyle.” Madison worriedly said.“I am sorry Mad. I know you're not having the easiest time. No one is.” Alessa sighed.“Yeah, okay get some proper sleep in your bed, you look like you haven’t slept in days.” Alessa hadn’t fully slept all week, but until now, she had felt very well rested.After Madison closed the door Alessa did not go back to her room but headed to Kyle’s. “You shouldn’t have said anything to them.” Kyle reprimanded after Alessa barged into his room. She didn’t listen and wrapped her arms around his neck. “But thank you for defending me.”“Funn
5 years later… “Put the flowers right there.” Alessa directed her oldest, now four-year-old daughter, Melissa. “You put the flowers right next to hers.” She told her youngest son, Ross, almost three years old to do the same. Then she placed the flowers in her hand on the grave as well. “Thank you for looking over me, for looking over us,” she prayed. Urging her kids to do the same. They loosely repeated their mother. Tears were starting to well up in Alessa's eyes. “Sorry, it’s been so long since I’ve been here.” “Don’t cry. It’s okay. He is looking down and smiling at how far you’ve come.” Madison said putting her hands on Alessa’s shoulder. “He is thankful you came into my life,” Alessa said. “You're the reason I have all of this.” She pointed at her two kids. “Kyle had something to do with this.” Madison laughed. “What did I have something to do with it?” Kyle joined the cluster which included Madison, John, and their four kids. Aspen and James. Alessa and their two ki
Kyle took her hands as soon as Alessa got to him. “We are all gathered here today to join this okay-ish man and this wonderful lady.” James started. Kyle glared back at him. James cleared his throat. “Ok sorry.” He added. “The couples I hope have written their own vows because this is as far as I’ve got in my speech.” Kyle gave James a look of disbelief but he nodded and Alessa, who wasn’t told they were doing this, blankly stared back. Kyle took out a piece of paper out of his tux pocket and began reading, as Alessa began panicking. “Alessa, from the moment I met you, I knew you were my person.” “Took you long enough to admit it.” James quibbled. Alessa agreed with a small nod and this helped easy her nervousness. Kyle glared back once more at James. Then Kyle continued, “I know the journey here wasn’t a straight line. I am not sure it was ever a curved line. We’ve been to hell and back and somehow back again. It was more than most people see in a lifetime, but today, a
Alessa ran down to the fifth floor, where the elevator was stuck, and met with a cluster of firefighters. “Move. Move. Move.” They all shouted as someone fiddled with a box full of wires next to the elevator. “Kyle!” Alessa said. It looked like the elevator was a room that had fallen ¾ into the ground. You can see the top half of the elevator and Kyle, the second half was hidden underneath the floor. “Hey babe. This is my bride.” Kyle proudly told the firefighters. “Sorry for this mess Miss. We’ll get your groom out shortly.” One of the helmeted men said. Alessa kneeled down so she and Kyle were eye to eye. Kyle rested his chin on the ground and Alessa rested her forehead on his. “I thought something horrible happened!” Cried Alessa. “I am okay. Wish I could just jump out of here but I’ve been advised against it.” Kyle pecked Alessa’s lips. “I did learn a lesson in all of this.” “Yeah? What’s that?” Alessa asked, raising her eyebrows. “My wife is always right. Learned the
It was a week later. Alessa looked perfect as she examined herself in her bathroom full mirror. Her lace white dress hugged her in all the right places and fell in a circular pattern around her legs. Alessa walked out to meet the girls. As soon as she did, Madison handed her her white and pink bouquet. “Thank you!” Alessa smiled at her. The girls—Madison and Aspen—were in the penthouse, in Alessa’s room. The herd of people who usually fix Alessa's hair and makeup had already done their thing and she was now just waiting for Kyle. He of course decided to work today of all days despite Alessa warning against it, saying, “With everything going on, work did fall on the back burner. I’ll just run to work and be ready by the time we have to say our vows.” “I think you should put your hair up. The ceremony is outside, and it’s windy and cloudy today.” Madison warned back on the couch she had been sitting on as Matthew cooed in agreement in her lap. “It looks better curly and out like i
Alessa and Kyle walked all around the venue to ended up by a hidden back door. Kyle led Alessa up a set of stairs until they ended up at a balcony. The same balcony they had their first kiss at. “No one else is allowed up here,” Kyle said as they walked over so they could be under the string lights. “But what about the party? Shouldn’t I mingle? Get introduced as your fiancée?” Alessa asked. “There is time for that. I just wanted us to spend some time together. I haven’t had the chance to see you alone since the night you told me we were having a baby.” Kyle sat Alessa down on one of the many scattered chairs. He took a seat right across from her, still holding onto both her hands and playing with her ring. “Won't hiding out on the roof of your party interfere with your message, what was it? Rebrand and reassure. Camelot, a family business again!” Alessa asked. “Eh, let it. One party isn’t going to change the damage Frank did to Camelot’s reputation.” Kyle shrugged and kissed Al
Madison was back. Alessa was really excited about that but there was just one problem, she and Aspen couldn’t get along. Kyle and John had decided with everything they have all been through the past few years, they wanted to have a party to celebrate, a masquerade ball to be specific. “It will be for my birthday this time. Lord knows we need a celebration.” Kyle had said. Now, Alessa was stuck dress shopping with a very pregnant Madison, who was hormonal, and Aspen who didn’t hold her tongue. Alessa twirled around in all different dresses in front of a large mirror while the girls commented behind her. “I like the white one better. You are going to be a bride eventually after all.” Aspen said as she sat next to Madison on a couch the fitting room held. “She can’t wear white for the ball, it isn't her wedding that day. It’s just a ball. Wear this blue dress. That’s the color you wore last time.” Madison said pointing at the dress Alessa was currently adorning. Alessa gave anothe
Alessa had just finished telling her side of the story to the cop who was kind enough to come to the penthouse to ask her instead of making her go into the police station. She was still in bed. After Kyle carried her into their bed last night, she had slept for close to 17 hours. Kyle had been by her side the whole time. He had just left now when the cop had asked him to. She told him all about Jason threatening her, almost rapping her, about Jackie’s situation and help. She also gave detailed descriptions of how Jason and she got into a fight after he pointed a gun at Jackie. “After sending Cindy away I tried to get the gun out of his hands—I don’t know who pulled the trigger,” Alessa said.“What about Frank? Did he have a gun?” “No, he didn’t.” “Why did you shoot him then?”“Because he kidnapped me.” Alessa matter-in-factly said.“So it was revenge?” The cop asked.“No, it was fear. Fear that he was going to hurt me or Cindy or Jackie.”“A handicapped old man?”“A man who orches
“Come on now Jackie. You are supposed to be on our side. That was the only way we could ensure that little Cindy was safe.” Jason said. “At least for now. Eventually, she could work for me. Say at the age of 15? How does that sound?” Jason laughed. “Wouldn’t you agree Frank?”A few seconds later Frank hobbled into view. “Keep your perversions to yourself.” Frank moaned. “Jackie, go tie up Alessa. I am giving you one more chance.”“Stay away from her and stay away from my daughter.” Jackie gripped the gun harder.“Jason. You like touching the filth. Tie her up.”“My pleasure!” Jason said, moving towards Alessa. Alessa hid Cindy behind her. Jackie fired a shot but missed Jason. “You little bitch.” Jason yelled, turning his attention towards Jackie. “Jackie, Jackie. I need you to relax. You forget, I still have Adam tied up to some really bad stuff. It can put him away in jail for a very long time.” Frank warned.“I don’t care about him. He probably deserves it. He lied to me. Now all
“See this is why you leave things for girls to do. Just so you know James, we find out anything anyone is hiding from us.” Aspen said. Aspen, James, and Kyle were back at The Milton. Aspen had been feverishly researching for Jacqueline Hue on her phone.“What did you find?” Kyle said before James could defend himself. “From your FBI friend, we know she got arrested in Ohio, which is where she had her child, and where, up till now she was living. Till Adam got in trouble and he probably hid her and his child away somewhere.” Aspen hashed out. “We already know this, what else.” “Right, but Jackie—that’s the name her friends and now enemies call her—has an Instagram. Of course, it’s private but the girl world is small. Someone I met on a business trip a few years ago follows her. I reached out to her and she shared some pictures, and guess what I see.” Aspen turned her phone towards the boys. On it was a picture of Jackie. She looked young there, but the picture looked old. In it, sh