“Can we please forget about that incident?” I asked, covering my face.“We can, but I still love bringing it up,” she grins. Luckily, it was just the two of us. Darana was going to be late since she had a doctor's appointment.“Are you excited to leave us and be his assistant?” Brigitta asked, chang
Rosa…It’s been three days since Ashton left and I was missing him like crazy. Yes, he called me every night to tell me goodnight but it wasn't the same. “I know what we could do but first I have to call Ashley to ask if she planned something,” Brigitta jumped up from her chair.I looked at her con
Rosa…The night was full of dancing, eating, and chatting. Ashton didn't leave my side once, and I could tell a few of his employees were wondering what was really going on between the two of us since he kissed me in front of everyone. But now I didn't care about their judgmental faces or gossip. Th
Serenity…It was past six on a freaking Monday night and I have been summoned to my father's office. He never called me to his office unless it was an emergency. I wondered what was going on this time. Last time my face was plastered all over social media, newspapers, and magazines because of my div
Rosa…It was another day at the office; expect everyone talked about Ashton’s birthday party and how nice it was of him to send them to an uscale club. He even paid for everyone's drinks. Now I know how he got rid of them. I mean, who would say no to a free night of partying? And of course there was
Rosa…It was another day at the office; expect everyone talked about Ashton’s birthday party and how nice it was of him to send them to an uscale club. He even paid for everyone's drinks. Now I know how he got rid of them. I mean, who would say no to a free night of partying? And of course there was
Rosa…Today was Sunday. Yesterday turned into a great day. I loved his family. They accepted me with open arms and I felt relieved that they didn't judge me because of my status or my divorce. His mother invited me to come by her cafe sometime and I accepted the offer with a warm smile. Isabella was
Rosa…Ashton had his head on my chest as he went through his emails. We were in Switzerland for our second day now. We finally managed to solve the problem that popped up. It turns out that some of the men strike because the manager didn't pay them; we found out he took the money that was sent for t