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We tipped the innkeeper before throwing all of our stuff into the car. We weren't sure of what we were going to do, at least I wasn't, since Sebastian was thinking hard about the next step as he drove. Fast.
"Okay, I can get Pilot Flemming's to take us. Yes, that would be perfect. I can call him when we get to L.A. I can handle the visa's and the paperwork and my bank account transfers when we land, so don't worry about that. Um, when we get to L.A. Just pack as much as you can, don't forget your passport -holy shit I can't believe we're really doing this."
I didn't say anything, since I felt the exact same way.
"I'll also use a payphone to call my driver when we stop for gas, and tell him to meet us at...your place. Yeah, your pla
The sun shone in my eyes, making me blink a few times before I opened them. When I woke, I saw a pair of eyes staring directly at me from above. "What are you doing?" I groaned. "Are you awake?" "...I am now." Liam jumped off the bed excitedly "It's Christmas! It's Christmas!" I chuckled before shushing him, pointing to Emily who was surprisingly still asleep. He widened his eyes, and held his index finger to his lips. "Sorry. It's Christmas!" He whispered. I climbed out of bed and leaned over the crib to look at her. She stretched for a moment before sighing and resuming he
** ** Welcome to the Harrison Inc. Reunion! We brought together themain charactersof Playboy Rehab and Two Can Play That Game for one last Q and A. Leslie Harrison and Sebastian Harrison nicely accepted our invitation, and after five years of living in Canada, have come out to Southern California to reunite with their friends and family. Unfortunately, Fiona, Isabella, Elizabeth and Darcy have decided to be exempt from this interview, but everyone else is gratefully present. They have all agreed to complete honesty, so no questions will be held back. Keep in mind these answers are not censored, so viewers discretion is advised. Q: So Leslie, did you think Sebastian was attractive when you first met him? I mean, there must have been...som
It had felt like a ton of bricks were piled on top of my heart. I couldn't think, I couldn't speak, I couldn't even breathe properly. I walked as fast as my feet would allow me down the hallway as the tears began to fall steadily down my face. The statement "Anything else is considered irrelevant" echoed throughout my head. This wasn't Sebastian talking, this couldn't be Sebastian. Sebastian was different. He was the carefree, humorous, immature Harrison that I had fallen for unknowingly. Not this...asshole. My first instinct was to call Sarah. I had no idea where she was or what she was doing, maybe she was still in the conference room? No, they had already dispersed, minus the reporters who had stayed behind to ask the Board questions. Maybe she was with Lucas? I don't know. I went into my office and sat down on my chair. Darcy had
"So he's like, a total asshole now?" Beth asked, munching on chips at the same time.I sighed "Yeah, unfortunately." I replied, separating clean from dirty clothes in my suitcase.Beth grunted over the phone "That's total bullshit! I feel like cryi-""Don't give me the sympathy card. Maybe we just aren't compatible? I mean we just don't know how to handle things." I dragged the basket of dirty clothes by the door, as a reminder of what I would be doing Saturday morning."No! You guys are meant for each other and that's how it's going to be. I won't let my ship sink like this."I grimaced at the phone "Your...ship?""Yeah! You know,
I placed my hand on the cold metal door handle. Thinking it over for a second, I decided to knock instead. After three attempts, I heard his overpowering voice yell "come in." I opened the office door hesitantly. When I walked inside, I noticed Sebastian sitting at his desk, surrounded by a few members of the Board. They all stopped conversing when they saw me. "Um, perhaps we will finish this during the meeting tomorrow." Candace, one of the members asked. "Sounds good. 8:30 sharp." He said flatly. I cringed. They all sneaked glances at me before exiting the office; Sebastian's intense glare pierced through me the entire time, as each member left the room.
"Dammit!" I shouted, as I slammed my office door behind me. Lucinda jogged further into my office, with a feared expression on her face. It was understandable, really, why she would be intimidated. "Um, Mr. Harrison...are you alright?" She asked. "Does it look like I'm alright? I can't believe she would disrespect me like that! So uncalled for." Lucinda bit her lip "Well, are you going to...fire her? Because of that?" I grimaced at her question; why would she ask something so stupid? "No, of course not. She's the best publicist anyone could ask for and finding someone who could do her job would be a head trip." "Oh..." It looked as if Lucinda was fighting back a smile.
It had been almost a week since Sebastian and I's fallout. We haven't spoken much, except when we had to converse about what he could and couldn't say to the press. Other then that, the tension was unbearable. Darcy and I spent the last few hours of our shift doing a bit more back round on Alexander Berke, my next "client." As we had gotten through the third British article that talked about him missing out on his father's promotional dinner...twice, someone knocked on my door. Even though it was open, everyone who knew me knew that I required them to knock first. "Hey, we need to talk." Sarah said, not even waiting for me to respond before sitting down in the leather chair opposite of me. "What is it?" I asked, concerned.
Sunday night, I laid in my bed as Beth finished unpacking her things in her room. I had thankfully finished rearranging Sebastian's schedule with the help of Darcy, and made sure they all fit well with each other. All that was on my mind was sleeping, as I knew tomorrow would be yet another busy day. Before I closed my eyes, my phone vibrated on the bed side table. "Sebastian?" I said to myself, looking at the screen. My heart leaped in my chest, though I tried my best to contain my odd excitement since it wasn't any use. "Sorry to bother you so late. Was just wondering if you had finished rearranging the schedule." The text read. "Yes, I did everything the instructions said, as well as called the-" I shook my head as I deleted th
** ** Welcome to the Harrison Inc. Reunion! We brought together themain charactersof Playboy Rehab and Two Can Play That Game for one last Q and A. Leslie Harrison and Sebastian Harrison nicely accepted our invitation, and after five years of living in Canada, have come out to Southern California to reunite with their friends and family. Unfortunately, Fiona, Isabella, Elizabeth and Darcy have decided to be exempt from this interview, but everyone else is gratefully present. They have all agreed to complete honesty, so no questions will be held back. Keep in mind these answers are not censored, so viewers discretion is advised. Q: So Leslie, did you think Sebastian was attractive when you first met him? I mean, there must have been...som
The sun shone in my eyes, making me blink a few times before I opened them. When I woke, I saw a pair of eyes staring directly at me from above. "What are you doing?" I groaned. "Are you awake?" "...I am now." Liam jumped off the bed excitedly "It's Christmas! It's Christmas!" I chuckled before shushing him, pointing to Emily who was surprisingly still asleep. He widened his eyes, and held his index finger to his lips. "Sorry. It's Christmas!" He whispered. I climbed out of bed and leaned over the crib to look at her. She stretched for a moment before sighing and resuming he
**We tipped the innkeeper before throwing all of our stuff into the car. We weren't sure of what we were going to do, at least I wasn't, since Sebastian was thinking hard about the next step as he drove. Fast."Okay, I can get Pilot Flemming's to take us. Yes, that would be perfect. I can call him when we get to L.A. I can handle the visa's and the paperwork and my bank account transfers when we land, so don't worry about that. Um, when we get to L.A. Just pack as much as you can, don't forget your passport -holy shit I can't believe we're really doing this."I didn't say anything, since I felt the exact same way."I'll also use a payphone to call my driver when we stop for gas, and tell him to meet us at...your place. Yeah, your pla
I drove. Drove for about a good hour, unaware of where we were going.It was almost nine-thirty, and the road was growing emptier as it grew wider, and the landscape beside us grew more desolate. We were past Santa Clarita now, which meant more hills and mountains that surrounded us."You still don't know where we're going? At this rate, we could be going to Las Vegas by now-""-to elope? I mean we're already on the right track, Leslie." He replied with a smirk.I nudged him, quickly gripping the steering wheel after."I'm serious. And plus, we don't have a phone to look up directions..."He opened the glove compartment and shuffled
There were many things wrong with the situation at hand.For starters, my psycho sister was charging after me. On top of that, Sebastian Harrison has just confessed to the American media, that he was in love with me, along with the details regarding blackmail by his father and using my sister to keep Garret happy.Second, the media was recording every second of the fiasco, so there was no turning back.And lastly, the orchestra decided that it would be appropriate to start playing "William Tell Overture" by composer Gioacchino Rossini once Samantha and I started running.How hilarious.There were screams and constant shouts of "get out of the way" and "run," and I took Uncle Roberto'
"Okay...can you guys step out for a minute?" Sarah instructed to everyone except Lucas."Why? I want to see th-""-Kai!" She shouted. Kai sighed before getting up to walk out of the door, with everyone else following him. Sebastian and I received awestruck stares as they filed out of the apartment. Beth was flush faced, and I refused to look her in the eye.Now it was just us four. The four that started out together a year ago, with relationships much different from now. Much different.It was silent, as I scooted away from Sebastian on the couch while fixing my blouse shamefully."Okay, what the hell is going on? Because I'm...very confused right now.Veryconfuse
I made Darcy leave the next day, though I refused to be there to see it.I sat in Sebastian's office as Lucas helped her with her things. I didn't speak, I didn't do much of anything. I just sat there, unable to truly believe that all of this was happening. All because of this one man, three people had lost their jobs, Sebastian was stuck in a relationship with a woman he couldn't stand, and I had lost my assistant. Lost my sister, who I used to have a strong connection with from time to time, as well. It was a time of complete uncertainty. A time of anger.A time for revenge.I could feel Sebastian staring at me, as I looked blankly at the glass coffee table across from me."What are you thinking?" He asked, resting his elbows on his
I walked into the lobby, still unable to get my thoughts together.My sister was the mole for Garret. The informant the...spy,what ever term used would still describe it perfectly.I had felt betrayed, by my own flesh and blood, and the fact that money and fame was worth more than her loyalty to her family was sickening. Not only her, but Francesca supporting this act in order to build her restaurant empire above the clouds. I was angry, I was shocked.But there were more.Samantha stated that there were more moles besides herself, one in the IT department and one as a secretary. Except I didn't know anyone in the IT department and they didn't know me, so it just didn't make sense to me.
The entire company was buzzing about Sebastian's generosity, and so was the business world.We had gotten various calls regarding Sebastian and his bonus spree, asking about the motive for his sudden generosity. Telling them the only reason he was doing it was to spite his father wouldn't be too favorable in the public's eyes, so we just replied that he was steering away from the Harrison legacy onto something bigger, something better.I knew Garret was going to be pissed. I didn't know when he was going to find out, but I knew it would be soon. Still, he was smart. Greedy, and evil, but smart. He was going to stick to the shadows and work from there, so until then we had to be extra careful of what we did.The entire week, Sebastian and I only contacted each other through email at wor