SAVANNAH The next morning, Edward was still at home—awake and preparing breakfast with my brother. I’d seen this scene before. It was when our lives seemed perfect. Well, not anymore. I didn’t know what Edward said to Michael and why my brother let him in last night, but I knew it wasn’t good. “Savi, take a seat,” Michael instructed. I didn’t have the strength to argue with Edward this morning, so I obliged. My stupid husband put a cup of coffee in front of me. I sighed. It was such a waste to throw a good coffee in the morning, so I accepted it. I sipped a taste. “Won’t you be late for work?” Michael asked me as he pulled a chair and sat. “No, my time is, uh, flexible.” “Of course it is,” Edward commented. He stuck a piece of bacon in his mouth. I shot him a glare. “Don’t start with me, Ed. Just because Michael let you in doesn’t mean we’re still family.” “I let him in because he was shouting outside. I don’t want to disturb the neighbors. What is it anyway, Sav?” Michael aske
SAVANNAH My day was busy walking here and there, meeting the designers, organizing advertising deliverables, and catching schedules. The work wasn’t so different from my job at New Star Media, but I was in a more flexible environment where everyone was a team player. In my preoccupied mind, I thought about Rafael, wondering about his plan for us and what Michael had told me this morning. But it was more on Rafael and our intimate moment in his office last night. We were both out of control as we kissed hard and fast as if we were in a race. I was hyper-aware of my environment, the building, the air, knowing he was only one floor above our department. Did he think about me as much as I’d thought about him? I inhaled sharply as I tried to shove off the images of his beautiful face and seductive voice in my head. I was about to enter his brother’s office. I knocked on the door and heard Carter’s ‘come in.’ As I headed in, I heard the whispers of Carter to the person he was talking to
SAVANNAH“You actually came!” Riley squeezed me in her arms as soon as I showed up in front of her restaurant. She still had the black apron wrapped around her waist. I hugged her back, still wondering how chefs prevented themselves from smelling like the food they were cooking daily. She still smelled of her shampoo.Riley was the head chef of her own restaurant because she loved being hands-on. The Allen House was a two-story contemporary casual dining restaurant with a laid-back atmosphere yet offering extensive menus. They also served alcohol, entrées, and appetizers.Riley and Wes’ family were well-off. They could afford to give her this restaurant as a gift after graduating from college with honors. It was thanks to her that I got to eat first-rate meals.“You practically forced me to come,” I kidded.“Sorry.” She laughed but then shifted her attention to my date entering the door. “Hello, Rafael. We met once but haven’t properly introduced ourselves.” Riley reached out a hand t
SAVANNAHI paused at the entrance to the Blue Stone high-rise on Fifth Avenue and gazed at the building. I felt my stomach turn and twist into a million knots. I was excited, of course, but nervous as well. I had not been to any man’s place aside from Edward’s.The doorman greeted Rafael, opening the door for us. Inside, another man sat at the security desk that didn’t mind us when we walked to the elevators.Inside the elevator car, I couldn’t say anything. This was real. A huge step into entering deeper into Rafael’s private life—another way to know him a little more. They said you’d find a glimpse of one’s personality through his home. I hope that was true.Rafael glided his hand into my fingers, easing me with a smile. “Come closer. I don’t bite.”I nodded, smiling back.The ride to his penthouse was fast. The doors of the elevator opened into a small hallway. We stepped out and headed in the only direction, finding ourselves in a foyer. The air was cool, the silence was deafening
SAVANNAHRafael caressed the curve of my lower back while his one hand was on the back of my neck, his thumb gently circling my jaw.My body melted from each touch. His every move was gentle—coaxing, seducing, and maybe because I was already looking forward to tonight, my sensitive skin felt like it was on fire.Maybe I was still afraid to accept Rafael’s offer, but if this was the only way he knew he could give me, so be it. I wanted to be with him, too. Whatever reason stopped him from opening up more, I would try to respect it until he was ready.Nonetheless, I let go of my fears, averting my mind from any odds that hadn’t even happened. Rafe slowly glided his hand to my thighs, wrapping them to his. And then he lifted me up. My legs were now wrapped around his waist while his palm rested on the bump of my ass.Without breaking our hot, sleek kiss, Rafe brought me to the couch so I would sit. I knew where this night was going, but I had already lost the sense to protest. I was look
RAFAELI’d imagined this scenario dozens of times in the past month – the beautiful, brown-haired Savannah in my penthouse, my living room, her luscious body bared and spread before me; her round hazel eyes pleading to me to take her. But I didn’t exactly think I would do it. I tried to avoid acquainting myself with her, but I ended up wanting her more. It was amazing how I could still feel the soft tissues of her pussy around my cock.Savi was now coming out of my bedroom, wearing my T-shirt and sweatpants. It was huge on her but seeing her in my clothes sent an inexplicable delight in my chest. I was envious at the same time of the piece of fabric. I wanted her in my arms again.No one except my family had been into my private space; no other woman had walked into my bedroom except if it was my housekeeper, Annie, who came in two times a week. She was a middle-aged woman.I couldn’t wait to make her fully mine and show her to the public. I’d order my agent to process her divorce tom
SAVANNAH“She’s probably devastated. She’s worried about her so much,” I commented, referring to Sofia’s mother. I was now resting in Rafe’s arms on the couch.I refused to tell Jocelyn about me and her daughter or Edward because it might become an issue with Rafe’s business deal. I was supposed to be an outsider—or just an employee in that meeting. My personal life shouldn’t mix with my career, and I was only new to my job. I also didn’t want to deceive Estrellas; hence, I avoided telling them. I didn’t want it to come from me. But truth always prevailed, and it was fast. Our lives had been tangled in the most unexpected way. Our connections were still incredible, knowing I met Rafe on different occasions.But it was surprising to know I could be of help to Rafael in the way he told me about Emilio’s conversation with Carter.“But did they already decide to sign with you?”“That’s what we’re about to find out.”“If they’re not interested in working with you, they won’t ask to see us
SAVANNAHRafe was not on my side when I woke up the next morning. I had sex with a demigod until the last ounce of energy in my body; I’d slept in his arms serenely. But something else felt odd. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming, but I thought Rafe didn’t stay beside me. I just didn’t feel his presence.He was dressed now in an impeccable black suit, walking back and forth to his bedroom. A phone was pressed on his ear, and he seemed anxious.“What? Are you sure, Pax? Because twenty years ago, my parents gave up on following that lead.” He paused. “No, they looked, and they stopped. They stopped, but I didn’t... No, don’t tell anyone... Yes, yes. Come to my office by lunchtime.” He hung up and started pacing again with his two fingers pressing the pressure point of his temples. He cursed under his breath.“Is everything okay?” I asked. Only then did he notice me.“Hey”He was hesitating if he should come to me or not, so I made the first move. I guess I shouldn’t ask him where he slept.
SAVANNAH Two years later... I expected to see this day but didn’t expect to feel melancholy. Carter was packing his stuff in a big blue box, like someone who got fired from his job. But his expression was too joyful for someone leaving his post. I was happy for him at the same time. We’d worked together for a couple of years now, and we were so productive. Seeing him step down as CMO would make a drastic change for the office and the entire management. Well, he was following his dreams. He was leaving the entertainment world for a new career journey. He had finally built the perfumery company that he had wanted all along. As for me, I would be the new CMO and Rafe’s partner in life. Yep, that was the proper name for it. “Take care of my office, will you?” Carter said as he transferred his pile of old binders to a box. “You know what to do with these?” “Yes, when I needed ideas from our previous work. Visit us, okay?” He chuckled. “Come on, Savi. We’ve been practically a family e
SAVANNAH“A toast. For all of us!” Rafe lifted his champagne glass as we gathered after the program. The Estrellas and some familiar faces in the company had also joined us at our table. With that, everyone raised their glasses and then drank their champagne.“Thank you, darling.” Rachel put her glass down and clasped her hands. “You see, everyone. I’ve always asked myself whether this time will come, and I’ll be present to witness it.”Everyone turned silent.“But here I am, seeing all of you, celebrating our success. I can’t ask for anything more.” Her gaze stopped at Michael, and she smiled. “I’ve never felt so happy again until this moment. And to my husband and children. Thank you for making this possible, and congratulations to us all.”Everyone at the round table applauded and sipped on their drinks again.“Congratulations to the additional family member, too,” a sophisticated-looking woman in a blue gown commented. She seemed about Rachel’s age.“Oh, Anya is giving birth six m
SAVANNAHThree weeks later…After convincing Michael to officially meet the Sebastians, he hardly had any sleep. I could tell by the dark shades underneath his eyes and how he always asked me what to say to them. He looked nervous but was still very handsome, just like his brother. They were fraternal twins, but was it ironic that I was seeing a resemblance now?Someone knocked on the door, and then Rafe let himself in. “Is everyone ready?”Last week, I moved into his penthouse, which I basically consider my personal space now. We hadn’t told anyone about our engagement since we wanted his parents to meet Michael first and then our announcement. It should be private. He also insisted I invite Michael here yesterday so they could talk.In addition, Michael didn’t know there was a huge celebration in the company tonight. It was the sixtieth founding anniversary of Sebastian Entertainment Group and Rafe’s appointment as the new chairman. Michael had changed his ties many times now in fr
RAFAEL“A week after Mikhail went missing, and the news spread to the school,” I began the story I never told anyone. It tortured me to share this part of my life with someone, but not this me. Surprisingly, I felt fine. My tranquility was her doing.Savannah was now leaning on my chest with my arm on her shoulders on the bed. I loved smelling her vanilla-scented hair. We fucked and made love in the last three hours, but I still couldn’t get enough. I needed more of her.“The kids watched, the teachers felt sorry, and that was when Brett’s friends came to me. They told me what happened at the amusement park. We came back every day. Dad hired people to find him, but he was gone. He didn’t speak to me for a while.”“So you blame yourself because you thought he blamed you. Your dad mentioned something about it,” she said. That was probably when they spoke at the beach. “Why do you think he blamed you?”“I brought him there after school. Mikhail didn’t speak, but he understood me. I asked
RAFAELI couldn’t imagine their faces when I told them Mikhail was alive. Dad had lost hope. My mother still mourned in her sleep. Julian was young when Mikhail went missing, so he couldn’t remember much. My twin was a lost boy who never found his way back home. It had been three decades.I thought it was impossible. I thought when Brett showed me the papers, he was messing with me again, trying to destroy the sanity left in me. But when I saw Michael Gibson, the man who raised the only woman that brought me back to life, when he told me how he got lost before I could say anything, I knew it was him. It was a small world, but it took us time to find each other.It was her. Savannah brought him back to me.Mikhail wasn’t as he was twenty-nine years ago. I worried because of his speech disability, the world would be cruel to him, but he grew up as a man better than I’d become. He stood on his own and became a self-made man. He loved Savannah and protected her. I should be ashamed.I hur
SAVANNAHMichael and the girls were in the living room when Rafe left a few moments ago. They were staring at me with a googly as if waiting for me to say something. I wondered if my brother had told them anything. In addition, it was still strange to see Sofia sitting in our living room.I sat on the sofa across from them.“What now?” Riley said.I looked at my brother. “Do you mind me telling them?”Michael tensed up, folding his arms across his chest. “I supposed they already know, so there’s no point asking.”“Sorry,” I murmured.I started explaining from the beginning—about how Michael told me he was still looking for his family. My friends knew my brother was adopted, but we didn’t speak about it because it seemed unnatural. Michael was already there when I was growing up. My brother even surprisingly answered Riley’s questions.“Please, don’t tell anyone about this yet. Even with your parents, Sofia,” I pleaded.“Of course. I understand,” she said softly.
SAVANNAHMy whole body shivered. Rafe’s question only meant that they were talking about Michael. Gradually, I understood what was happening.There were things Rafael didn’t tell me. Things about him he couldn’t entrust others yet, especially to someone like me whom he had just met. That was human nature, so I understood and was still waiting. But things between the two of us kept getting deeper.It wasn’t just any person who’d accidentally become a part of his life.Rafe had a sibling (a twin) he’d lost many years ago, and it was my very own brother. The same person who raised me, the same person who carried and fed me as a child. It wasn’t just about his family—it was mine too.Rafe and I’s connection to the Reeds was already problematic. I wasn’t sure what to believe because the coincidence was too bewildering; it almost seemed impossible.Unable to answer or move, Rafe snatched my hand and dragged me to his car with brute force. My wrist was hurting, but the noise in my mind from
SAVANNAHThe past few weeks have been busy in the office. I missed Rafe terribly despite my anger at what happened in Long Island. His absence had me overthinking things about him and Erin—things he refused to tell me.I hadn’t heard from Rafe since his last message and only followed him on the news. He was in many meetings and conferences, but Billy and Carter assured me everything was going fine. They didn’t tell me when they were returning. I’d just take what I could get and let him explain when he returned.But today, I stood before his brother because I needed to leave early. Brett was picking me up to take me to Brooklyn, eagerly looking forward and hoping I’d meet Michael’s family. However, Carter had to bring another piece of news.“Rafe’s returning today.”A pool of emotions lifted up my heart. Excitement? Restlessness? I wasn’t sure. “He is? What time?”“Not sure, but he has probably left the office now.”I heaved an exhale. “Thanks for giving me an update every now and then
SAVANNAHI spent the next hour talking to Michael about Rafe. He’d love a bit of honesty, although I kept some privacy for myself. He listened, but he was frantic. My brother wasn’t the type to show it all throughout.“Savannah, that is not okay to leave a girlfriend alone at god knows where for any reason,” he pressed.“I know, but I don’t want to make an issue about it before hearing his explanation.”He shook his head. “You’re too kind.”“Well, I was raised this way.”He arched his eyebrow. “So it’s my fault.”“No! Because you’re too kind to me.” I held his hand. “Michael, we’re still new. He’s still figuring things out because the last time he had a relationship was over a decade ago.”“And you believed him?”“Yes. Why would a man lie about his relationship? As far as I know, men like to brag about it.”“Well… You’re not wrong, although I’m not the type,” he defended. “But please know that if he ever hurt you, he’ll have to face me.”I gave him a smile. “Thank you, but I’ll figure