"Nicholas! We don't have... chemistry. We're friends! I don't even understand how we've become SUCH good friends in such a short time, but that's what we are."
"Well, now you have a good point! But I don't know if I have chemistry with Dianna either... And marriages, after all, last longer due to companionship than passion." He shrugged."It's not quite like that, Nicholas... and you know it. There needs to be some level of desire, after all, we don't want to become celibate for the rest of our lives... and even to have the children that you and I both want, something needs to happen that I don't see myself doing with you. Sorry!" She made a face at her own bluntness, and he laughed."Touché!""Also..." she spoke slowly, suddenly becoming a bit sad. "I think I've fallen for the idiot.""Well... if you're calling the guy an idiot, I guess I can conclude he doesn't feel the same.""I... don't know. Honestly, I don't know. He's been chasing after meOn Monday morning, Sophie put extra effort into her appearance before heading to work. She needed to feel good about herself, beautiful, sexy, elegant, powerful, in order to face her successful professional life and forget the failure that was her personal life. To achieve this, she chose a slightly shiny Armani dress, a J Brand blazer, Dolce & Gabbana shoes, applied makeup meticulously to ensure it looked natural, and completed the look with Gucci glasses and one of her Hermès bags.Feeling that her facade was perfect, she left home and took a taxi, quickly arriving at the TVZoom office, where she greeted people. She had realized that being unfriendly and rude didn't protect anyone from the wounds of human relationships. However, she didn't smile until she reached Blaine, who, upon hugging her, broke the ice completely."It's so good to have you back, Soph!" he said, still holding her in an affectionate embrace, which she reciprocated. The two were in her office, with the doors close
“This problem is going to be easily resolved, honey! And you unknowingly gave me the solution yourself," she saw him furrow his brow and laughed. "Have you ever heard of Neil Hoar? The MMA world champion?""Uhm... of course, darling! I don't like violence, but I love well-built bodies, and his is definitely... WOW!" he affirmed, fanning himself."Let Dante not hear you say that," she teased. "Well, I'm going to convince Neil, and he'll convince the others," she said again, and her assistant looked very puzzled. "I wasn't remembering this competition in Vegas, but that's what Neil is here for, of course! Neil Hoar is my older brother, B.""But... Hoar?""He's my mother's son from her first marriage," she explained, trying to call her brother again, as they now had an important topic to discuss, and she had an overwhelming desire to catch up with him.Neil had always been her favorite brother, her friend, her protector. He had covered for her when she was dating Nicholas, back when they
Dianna just shook her head and changed the subject completely so that neither of them would feel any more awkward. She hoped that by now, Nicholas had already chosen her, and therefore, kisses between them wouldn't be a problem. However, she wouldn't press the issue because the last thing she wanted was to have a disagreement with him just before the decision, giving him a reason to find her pushy, inconvenient, or overly confident.Dianna Cooper wasn't in love with Nicholas Pierce, but she very much wanted to be chosen. Not because her parents had always encouraged her to marry a wealthy and influential man, but for her own reasons, unrelated to his bank account. First and foremost, there was her vanity and competitiveness. She didn't want to see Maya come out on top. Secondly, there was her secret desire to move out of the Cooper household as soon as possible, which could only happen throug
The two of them ended up at a corner table in a not-so-fancy restaurant. Neil had always been a guy with simple tastes, and Nicholas had continued to maintain simple habits even after becoming a millionaire. The corner had been chosen because both of them were in the spotlight, but they didn't want to deal with people asking for photos and autographs at that moment. They just wanted to know more about each other's lives, chat about nonsense, and eat and drink in peace."Have you seen your sister?" Nicholas suddenly asked, after they had been talking for almost two hours about their lives and reminiscing about some funny things from their youth, without mentioning her name once. They were paying the bill because both had commitments, and Nicholas had already received several messages from his assistants because he was running late for the next meeting.
"That's because he has no idea what you saw," he said quietly, almost afraid of what he had to reveal. He would never have told this if they hadn't met again, if it wasn't relevant. There was a great chance that his sister wouldn't understand his previous choice to remain silent, so he was anxious and hesitant. However, her reaction showed that she still loved Nicholas and that the whole story still affected her deeply. That's why he had to sacrifice himself for the sake of the truth and, who knows, even for his sister's happiness and his best friend, whom he had ever had. "What do you mean?" she asked, confused. "He doesn't know what you saw because our mother went to the registry office and told all of us that you didn't want to get married anymore... that you had de
Nicholas was in the living room of his apartment, reading the script of an action movie that a director friend had proposed for GHShow to produce. He had convinced John that he didn't need to spend the whole night at the mansion where his TV show was filmed, and now he was enjoying the solitude he was about to lose.There was a part of him that found this good, of course. After all, he had created the show because he wasn't truly satisfied with not having someone to share his life with, to come home to at night, to have conversations with, and to learn about their day and share his own. Another part, however, had doubts about whether it would really be a good idea to have a woman waiting for him, eager to hear about his day and share hers, when that woman wouldn't be the one he truly wanted to tell about all his joys, fears, expectations, successes, and anxieties, and whose routine he would l
"I needed to see you," she interrupted, taking a deep breath and fighting back the lump in her throat. "I need to tell you so many things! I need you to know that..." she couldn't finish the sentence as she broke down into sobs again, and he got up, deciding she needed something to help calm her."Where are you going? Stay here. Stay close to me, Nicholas. Please, stay close to me!" she said, a little more desperate than she would have liked, reacting to the torrent of emotions building up inside her with each passing minute since her brother's revelations."Calm down," he said, sitting back down and wiping her tears away with his thumbs gently. "Calm down, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere," he gave a little smile, and she managed a very timid one in return. "I just think you need something to help you calm down so you can tell me al
"I know I should have trusted you, Nicholas. I know!" Sophie suddenly said, pulling Nicholas out of his musings and making him stop pacing like a madman. "I was stupid, naive, impulsive... and I understand if you never forgive me for the suffering you went through. But I needed... I really NEEDED you to know that I loved you. That I didn't trade you for anything, that I... would never trade you.""Soph..." he approached, getting very close to her and taking her small hands in his. "You were eighteen... and, as you said, you SAW. I think if I saw you in bed with another guy, completely naked, I wouldn't wait for explanations either. And if you tried to explain, denied what I SAW... I probably wouldn't believe you," he wiped her tears away again with his fingers. "I don't even have to forgive you!" he shrugged, and she started crying uncontrollably again, throwing herself into his arms.
Impressed, Sophie watched the fireworks light up and color the sky, marking the farewell of one year and celebrating the arrival of another. The year that was ending had been a milestone in her life and would always be remembered, but the new year was welcome and also promised to bring her many joys.While she watched the festivities, with Nicholas behind her, holding onto her waist and his face close to hers, she had some quick memories of the past few months and was still amazed at how much had happened in such a short time.First, she had returned to the United States, then her reunion with Nicholas had happened, the hesitant coming together of the two, the inevitable surrender, misguided judgments, anger trying to overshadow love, the revelation of the truth about the past, and finally, the union of two people who could never be
No sábado seguinte, everything was arranged, and Dante and Blaine insisted that they at least celebrate their union with the two of them, Sharon, John, Will, Emma, Maya, and Tony at a newly opened bar in Santa Monica. So, Nicholas made a reservation at one of the best restaurants on the beach and took Sophie out to dinner before meeting their friends because he still had some surprises in store for her.The two were led to a more private area of the restaurant to avoid being bothered or photographed by paparazzi. They received the wine list from a waiter who then left them alone. After choosing their wine and being served, they were given menus. Without realizing that Nicholas was simply watching her, Sophie opened her menu and spoke absentmindedly."What's this, Nicholas?" She asked, feigning annoyance but smiling after glanc
Nicholas's speech wasn't a declaration of love; after all, he wasn't speaking to Sophie but to the viewers. He didn't want to involve the public in their private affairs, even though he suspected some might be interested. He wanted the final episode to be successful and emotional, but he handled it with the necessary objectivity, hoping most people would understand his decision, even though there was a risk of not being understood.Nicholas knew that if he chose Maya, Sophie would pretend for the media that their relationship had ended and the wedding had been canceled. However, he felt terrible about deceiving people, and he feared Sophie might not understand the ruse, potentially ruining any chance they had of being together.Sophie watched everything silently, standing in the middle of her apartment's TV room. She smiled like a fo
Tony spent a few seconds processing the information. Maybe he would never have a concrete chance with Maya, even if she didn't marry Nicholas. But perhaps life was crazy and unfair enough that, even though he wasn't worthy of it, he did have a chance. Either way, there was only one way to find out, and that was to go after the girl and open his heart for the first time.He grabbed his car and sped down the road that connected the mansion's location to downtown LA as he had never done before. It was easy to spot the car carrying the girl since it wasn't a busy route, especially at that time of night, and the driver was driving at a moderate speed, with no hurry. Fueled by insane and passionate hope, he honked incessantly, startling both the driver and the girl, and didn't give up until he forced the car to pull over to the side of the road, where he also parked.
Sophie took her breakfast calmly, stopped by her own home, and went to work, acting as if it were any other day. She left her phone in a drawer, the same phone number Nicholas had since their first meeting, to avoid constantly checking it, hoping for his call. If someone needed to contact her about work, they would call her office. She didn't want to nurture hope even when she received flowers with a card that said, "I love you forever," because that phrase could mean a fond farewell, or it could simply mean he would love her from afar until the end of his days.Nicholas, on the other hand, spent a good part of the day anxious because Sophie wasn't answering his calls. He didn't want to call the magazine's office, as he imagined she might not appreciate interference in her personal life at work, but he couldn't understand why, after the previous night, she might not want to talk to him.
Their lips sought each other and greeted several times until their tongues also had their long-awaited encounter. Nicholas pulled Sophie's body so she was completely on top of him, and while keeping one hand firmly on the nape of her neck, he caressed the part of her back that the dress didn't cover with the other. She lightly ran her nails through his scalp and neck, already wanting to intensify the contact between them.As the initially calm, slow kisses gave way to more eager and rapid ones, and their hands couldn't stay in one place anymore, wandering and exploring their bodies, their breathing became more frantic. Sophie pulled away for a moment, kneeling between Nicholas's legs. She removed her dress, leaving her in just a small pair of panties, while Nicholas, enjoying the sight of her, quickly discarded his shirt.She pushed
"I know I should have trusted you, Nicholas. I know!" Sophie suddenly said, pulling Nicholas out of his musings and making him stop pacing like a madman. "I was stupid, naive, impulsive... and I understand if you never forgive me for the suffering you went through. But I needed... I really NEEDED you to know that I loved you. That I didn't trade you for anything, that I... would never trade you.""Soph..." he approached, getting very close to her and taking her small hands in his. "You were eighteen... and, as you said, you SAW. I think if I saw you in bed with another guy, completely naked, I wouldn't wait for explanations either. And if you tried to explain, denied what I SAW... I probably wouldn't believe you," he wiped her tears away again with his fingers. "I don't even have to forgive you!" he shrugged, and she started crying uncontrollably again, throwing herself into his arms.
"I needed to see you," she interrupted, taking a deep breath and fighting back the lump in her throat. "I need to tell you so many things! I need you to know that..." she couldn't finish the sentence as she broke down into sobs again, and he got up, deciding she needed something to help calm her."Where are you going? Stay here. Stay close to me, Nicholas. Please, stay close to me!" she said, a little more desperate than she would have liked, reacting to the torrent of emotions building up inside her with each passing minute since her brother's revelations."Calm down," he said, sitting back down and wiping her tears away with his thumbs gently. "Calm down, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere," he gave a little smile, and she managed a very timid one in return. "I just think you need something to help you calm down so you can tell me al
Nicholas was in the living room of his apartment, reading the script of an action movie that a director friend had proposed for GHShow to produce. He had convinced John that he didn't need to spend the whole night at the mansion where his TV show was filmed, and now he was enjoying the solitude he was about to lose.There was a part of him that found this good, of course. After all, he had created the show because he wasn't truly satisfied with not having someone to share his life with, to come home to at night, to have conversations with, and to learn about their day and share his own. Another part, however, had doubts about whether it would really be a good idea to have a woman waiting for him, eager to hear about his day and share hers, when that woman wouldn't be the one he truly wanted to tell about all his joys, fears, expectations, successes, and anxieties, and whose routine he would l