Hurried footfalls sounded before Wyoming found herself surrounded by Cayden’s bodyguards, like a cloak of protection, minus her intruder. The woman who shouted "it’s you" had been shoved harshly, cordoned off from their massive frames. “What did you do that for?” The ticked-off voice rang loudly outside their protective circle, giving goosebumps to Wyoming's skin. Wyoming could tell that she was very pissed off. And why not? The woman was not an ordinary woman. She was also a star, though her brilliance could not compete with the likes of Andi Smith. Still, she had her own following and several fan pages on social media networks. Now, Wyoming realized that she accidentally angered the woman and groaned in her head. She wanted to blame Cayden’s army, but she knew they were only doing their job. In truth, she had forgotten all about Cayden’s bodyguards. During the past week, they had become inconspicuous. When she and Cayden would go out, those bodyguards make themselves sca
Cayden had just gotten out of the conference room after a series of meetings when Thea intercepted him on his way to his private office to report about Teddy's return to the office."Good, let him report to me." He stepped inside his office and dropped on the couch, leaning the back of his head on the headrest. The week had just begun, but the weariness in his bones felt like it was Friday. He was deadbeat since he had worked like a horse over the weekend. As usual, Wyoming spends her weekends with her father and would not come home until today, so he used the extra time to do some work. James came over purportedly to quote, help, unquote, but it was more like he teased him mercilessly. “You just miss your wife. That is why you harassed my weekend and hijacked me here.” He scoffed, belying his claim, though James was persistent. He kept provoking Cayden, accusing him of crushing on his own wife. "Don't say bad words, or someone might overhear." “What?” Jame's demanded, nudgin
Cayden was fuming mad. Why can't Wyoming see that he was only protecting her? Jeremy Watson is a dangerous man. He accosted her, almost raped her, or had she forgotten about that?Does she love the man so much that she would turn a blind eye to his flaws? Every time Cayden thought about what happened to Wyoming that day - how she could not breathe and their quick trip to the emergency room because of asthma - his jaw flexed. Cayden blamed Jeremy for what happened, but it was clear that Wyoming thinks otherwise. Cayden shook his head. He could not understand women. Why do they settle for frogs when they can have their princes and live happily with them? Wyoming could have found a better man - better than him and certainly someone way better than Jeremy Watson. “Cayden!” Wyoming shouted, hoping he stopped marching away from her, but he ignored her. “Cayden Ellish, I said stop!” Wyoming scrambled to her feet to stand in his front, spreading her arms wide to block his path
They continued tugging on each side of the backpack when the door to the apartment opened, showing Wyoming’s father in a wheelchair. Wyoming was more surprised at her father’s reaction. His face showed none of the objection she was expecting to her bringing a man home. On the contrary, he looked like he was waiting for their arrival. Wyoming paled, the color draining out of her face. Did Cayden tell on her? Did he divulge their secret to her father? Did he betray her trust?Her heart thumped wildly in her chest. She started to panic.She looked again at her dad's welcoming smile and forced herself to calm down. Since her father was not angry, and as she predetermined from what she knew of Cayden, it was very likely that he would not tell on her. For a while, she thought he did, but knowing Cayden and having spent some time with him, she knew - with certainty he would not do that. He would not go out of his way to intervene with her business. He respects their agreement.
Cayden did not know why the sudden need to see Wyoming grip his innards hard. All he knew was that Wyoming’s sad voice had him in a state of panic that he would jump up at the chance to be with her in her hour of need. After a good fifteen minutes of barrelling through the highway with his black BMW, his worried face appeared on Wyoming's doorstep causing Wyoming to launch herself into his waiting open arms. Cayden cupped the back of her head to burrow her face into his massive chest before he circled his arms around her, squeezing tight, offering comfort. Not a word passed between them while he rocked her back and forth. Wyoming was deeply touched by his show of concern. She was not expecting him to show up on her doorstep, or go out of his way to be with her, but he did. It seemed to her as if he knew intuitively how badly she needed company right after her discovery. Her heart swelled with gratefulness. She tilted her head, feeling an unexpected warmth surge through her.
That realization took Wyoming out for a loop. Sometimes, it feels to her like she lives not just a double life but a triple life with no sense of who she is anymore. She was so confused. Only a few weeks into this charade, and this early, she already felt lost, feeling an overwhelming sense of indecision and losing her direction.She has started to lose sight of what she intended to do from the beginning. She had forgotten that all these things are just temporary - gone within a year. She felt like she walked straight into a series of mazes with no end in sight. She had been too caught up with the present that she had forgotten what kind of future awaited her. A bubble gurgled in her throat. In this story, there was no happy ending waiting for her, a mere underling. She had to stop deluding herself into thinking she was the protagonist when she knew full well she was not. For a while, she got entranced, but this will all be gone in a poof come morning. Dreams were not made
“You seemed off. Problems?” James commented after he observed Cayden getting up from his desk repeatedly during their meeting. He looked like he would rather be somewhere else than in the boardroom - his natural habitat before his marriage. James recalled how Tori complained of having difficulty in tearing Cayden off his desk when he got his mind wrapped up on something. But today, he was different. Cayden looked bothered and could not concentrate on his work. It was so out of character. James frowned, watching his friend’s perturbed expression. “What’s up? Did you get any news about Tori?” That is the only explanation James could think of to warrant Cayden's unusual behavior. Cayden was not one to be easily shaken out of his routine, except when it had something to do with his ex, Tori Hutton. He saw how gung-ho he becomes on anything about Tori, and he concluded his friend's agitation might have something to do with it. But Cayden only looked blankly at him and app
“Where did they go?” James’s eardrums almost split at the banshee-type hysterics that Kate Ryder emitted once she realized that Wyoming and Cayden were gone. He held his palms up, looking helplessly at Kate wearing the same confounded expression. Cayden took advantage of their inattentiveness to pull a fast move on them and shanghaied Wyoming. ‘Now, Ryder is pissed off. Great Ellish.’ James muttered under his breath as he tried to pacify this crazy female. “Will you stop shouting? You are going to get my ears split in no time.” He grumbled in anger when Kate did not let up about how unfair Cayden was, taking her best friend without informing her. “I don’t care. Your best friend took away my best friend. My rescue.” Kate enunciated each word before looking helplessly down at her casted foot to whine, “Now. Who is going to take me home?” He looked exasperated. Isn't it obvious?“Me! I am going to take you home!” He volunteered, miffed that he did not consider her for th