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
Alessa had no idea where to go or what to do. She ran around the airport for half an hour looking for a person called Carl. Then, as she ran to yet another air hostess to ask for Carl, she saw Kyle in the distance. She thought distress was playing with her eyes, but the Kyle look-alike kept walking toward her.“Kyle?” she called out.“You are at the wrong side of the airport. Come with me.”Alessa followed behind Kyle as they walked up a set of escalators, then down another set. Then along a long corridor until they ended outside on the tarmac where a long plane buzzed.“Oh my god!” she yelled in excitement. “This is so cool.”“Wait to look at the inside!” Kyle advised. A man, who Alessa assumed was Carl, waited at the gate. Alessa and Kyle climbed up the stairs into a world of beige. All the large seats and couches were the color of beige. There were only a few seats on each side, compared to the inch-to-inch seats on a commercial flight. Kyle guided her to a seat. Where an air host
Alessa was determined to get home as soon as possible and without the help of her potential billionaire boyfriend because after a weekend of thinking, she had come to one conclusion, she missed Kyle when he wasn't around, and that had to mean something, and he was willing to risk everything for her. So she could find the courage to talk to Madison. So the first thing she did was text Madison saying, “I have something to confess to you. It's about a boy, and it might be a big shock.” “Omg, wish I could call right now. John’s in a Camelot board meeting and I am spying on them. Get home soon, we'll talk.”Madison replied back with several laughing emojis.She booked a rental once she was done clearing the house and left before the sun’s light lit the sky. Alessa also tried not to stop unless needed to, so on her first stop, she loaded up with food and water for her seven-hour drive.The drive overall was an easy one. Thankfully the Sunday traffic was light and she only needed to stop
Apparently, forcing someone to propose also meant planning his every move. Through the days before Kyle was supposed to propose, a hired event planner had come to the mansion every single day till the deed was done. Just to lecture Kyle on the dos and don’ts.Alessa, who was now required to come to breakfast due to that being the perfect time for Madison to give her the wedding list rundown, had to sit there and listen to this woman tell Kyle to “knee only for 5 seconds, “ or “make sure to memorize your speech. This is a new video of yours that will go viral!” All of this went on while Alessa avoided Kyle’s daggers. He looked at no one else but her and she feared he was making his actual desire very visible. “Kyle. I want to start looking at venues, when do you think I am allowed?” Madison asked. “Oh I am on retainer for only 6 months, so any time after that should be good but maybe even sooner!” The planner spoke for Kyle. “Six months!” Madison cheered. “My gosh, so soon.” She co
Several camera flashes blinded Alessa as she looked at Kyle’s bloody knuckles. He was kneeling, exhausted in front of her. On the floor, next to them lay a man, his face also bloody and his eyes closed but hopefully only because he was unconscious. “Kyle Danny. Who is this woman? Where is your fiancee? Why did you hurt this man? How did you two meet?” These were just some of the questions being hurled at them, but they were not looking away from each other.“Kyle, you need to leave. This is all going to blow up. Your fiancée’s going to see all of this.” Alessa finally said, crying, thinking about the pain Kyle must be in. His hands drilling blood. “I don’t care. I don’t care about anything else right now. Answer me.” Kyle demanded but also begged at the same time. “I can’t.” No matter how much Alessa wanted to run away into the sunset with Kyle Danny, she couldn't. She wasn't enough. Their love wasn't enough!“So you're saying no to marrying me?” Kyle’s voice stern and angry.“I—”
About a year ago...“You can’t do one thing right!” The man on the video screamed. “I asked you to do one thing. Book a reservation for 11:30, how can you not get that one task completed?” He bellowed even louder. “I am sorry sir!” The lady in the video begged. “Sorry isn’t going to fix the fact that the investor I was supposed to meet left because I was half an hour late.” His voice got louder. “This video was leaked to the press a few days ago and it has already begun to negatively affect the Camelot stock. Kyle Danny has yet to make a statement on this matter. Though the press is expecting him to make an apology soon.” The man and woman were now in a smaller box on top of the phone screen and a news reporter appeared in the center. “This! This is the guy who is supposed to help PHAT News. I don’t want his bailout.” Alessa said to her best friend Madison as they sipped their coffee at a coffee shop near their New York office. Alessa clicked off her phone, turning off the yelling
“Yes,” Alessa meekly added now. “You can’t do this to two people who love each other.”“I can do whatever I want.” Kyle roughly said as the two brothers moved towards the two best friends.“It wouldn’t be fair. They actually love each other. You're getting married for what? To save face? To distract the world from how cruel you can be?” Alessa was now facing those hazel eyes having a second wind of confidence run through her. However, she couldn’t help but notice how deep, dark, and mesmerizing his eyes were.“Who is this person John? Why is she in my house, criticizing my life?” “She was the person I was telling you about? The other girl. She will also need to move into the mansion. My assistant, Alessa McClaire.” Madison answered for John. “I’ll need to do what?” Alessa exclaimed. Kyle’s face turned into a grin. “Oh, she is the help.”“She is my assistant and roommate. If I move out of the apartment, she won’t have enough money to pay the rent by herself anywhere in the city. If
The dishes were not only piled horizontally but also vertically. If Alessa had to guess, there were over 200 hundred dishes in here. The mansion’s kitchen, which was not small, was half made up of these piles of dishes. According to Mrs.Rafferty, who begrudgingly led Alessa down to the kitchen, the dishes encompassed all the servants and the dinner party guest Kyle hosted tonight. Alessa calculated that this was going to take her at least three hours and it was almost 10:30 PM. Not willing to back down from the challenge, she began scrubbing, applying a generous amount of soap to a pad, and creating copious amounts of little tiny bubbles.She didn’t stop for anything. She didn’t stop when her wrist started hurting, or when the pain traveled up to her shoulder. Not even when her legs screamed out in pain for standing on them too long. Not even when her skin got so pruney that it started peeling. She only stopped when the last dish, a beautiful white and blue China plate, was washed an