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The night went on, cloaked in silence and twinkles of light, but for the four friends seated on the patterned blanket on the balcony, time remained frozen.“Your turn,” Amanda chirped as she returned the bottle to the floor and turned it. They'd been playing a game of truths, and it had been pretty superficial, not going beneath the surface. The questions that were asked were the usual, name of their schools, favorite color, best childhood memory, and preferred TV show. Amanda smiled when she mentioned the Simpsons. It was so cliche but even after all these years, her love for it never reduced.Anders watched the spinning bottle, heaving a sigh of relief when it stopped at Veil's side of the blanket. She rubbed her hands together and waited for Amanda's question since she was the last person to have a question asked of her.“Have you ever been in love?” The question took everyone by surprise, including Veil. She let out a breath and cast a slow glance at Anders. She swallowed when
Under The CEO's Spell HUNDRED AND THIRTY THREE
Anders pulled out at the gates and tossed his key to his driver who appeared in the corner. Walking around to the passenger's side, he pulled open the door for Veil and took her left hand gingerly in his, walking her up into his house.As always, the lights in the living room were turned off, with the dim rays from the stairs casting a soft glow around. Usually, Anders made good use of the darkness, reaching out to Veil and wrapping a hand around his waist. But not tonight. The living room was flooded with light suddenly and Veil's eyes snapped shut instantly from the brightness. She opened it slowly until her eyes got used to the lights and by that time, Anders was no longer standing before her.But he reappeared a minute later with two glasses of ginger juice. Handing one to Veil, he motioned her over to the double seater. “We've both had enough alcohol to last one week,” he muttered. “This should help it.”“How?” Veil questioned as she took a sip. She grimaced as the liquid swirl
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Veil stumbled back, fazed by those words. It didn't matter that she had heard him say it a million times, or that she knew that he believed it as much as he believed that oxygen was what gave life. “Anders,” she whispered, uncertain of what to say next. Different words serenaded her mind but none of them seemed enough for this situation. She wished she could beg him, say something that could get him to change his mind.But with the expression etched on his features, Veil knew there was no way on earth that was going to happen.He watched her with something that looked close to pity, and it made Veil hate herself, hate the situation she had willingly walked into.“I don't want to do this to you,” Anders muttered, sighing. He ran his hand through his hair again, then placed his hands on his waist.“Then don't,” Veil breathed, her hands clutching his t-shirt. “Don't, Anders.”“I can't.” He shook his head. “I've thought about how this conversation would go a million times because I never
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It was pure anguish for Veil for the couple of days that followed. While the weekend was over and she needed to be at work, Veil couldn't muster the courage to face Anders. Not so soon. So, she did the exact thing anyone in her shoes would do - send in an excuse to be away from work for a week due to personal reasons.Veil didn't wait to see if the leave had been granted before shutting off her computer and laying back in bed. She stared at her ceiling, decorated with tiny stars that glowed in the dark. Veil had been so busy at Kingston Groups that she had forgotten she even had that on her ceiling.She sighed and turned around, her eyes falling on the diamond neckpiece she had tossed to the ground last night. Veil closed her eyes, remembering how Anders had stood behind her, putting the diamonds around her neck himself. She remembered every moment they spent together from the very beginning, when he acted harshly towards her and she had to stop herself every day from quitting.It fel
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Veil tried to move on with her life for the next couple of days, but everything felt too much. She laughed too hard at comic scenes, so much that it got her parents concerned, and when the emotional scenes came on, she asked to be excused because she suddenly had urgent work that needed to be sent to the office. Her mother regarded her with helplessness. She felt bad that she could do nothing to help her daughter and, even worse, that Veil was refusing to help. Although they hadn't brushed the subject since Veil arrived unexpectedly, Mrs Hart knew what had happened. She saw it coming the last time her daughter was around, huddled on the floor in her room, and refusing to admit her feelings to herself. Right then, Mrs Hart knew the hurt was inevitable, that her daughter wouldn't be able to escape it. She had only wished that it would end well, that she would finally realize why she couldn't let go and had to fight for the man she loved. "She'll come around," Mr. Hart sighed, pullin
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Before Veil was allowed to leave her parent's house, she had to promise a million times that she would see a doctor as soon as she got back to the apartment she shared with June. Although she thought it was just some flu roaming in the air, her mother wouldn't let her ignore even the slightest headache. She took the bus back into town, and June was excited to have her back. But more importantly, she was thrilled that her best friend looked normal, or at least almost normal. She didn't mope around anymore, and that sad line on her face had eased into a more resolved look like she had accepted what life had thrown her path. But on Monday morning, as Veil got ready for work, June watched her from where she stood, leaning against the door frame. "Are you sure you are in the right space emotionally to return to work?""I took only a seven-day leave," Veil replied, going through her closet for a chiffon blouse. "If I don't show up today, I might just as well kiss the job goodbye.""Okay,"
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Veil moved with Anders throughout his day, filling him in on his meetings and taking down notes where necessary. Although it was purely professional to the onlooker, a thick sexual permeated the air, hanging above their heads and strengthening with every move they made. It showed in the smallest things, like their reaching for the pen case at the same time, their hands brushing, and the zing of electricity making them pull back in the blink of an eye. It was in the way she tried so hard not to look into his eyes, settling for staring at the spot above his head each time he addressed her. And to the best of his ability, Anders tried not to talk to her directly. He sent her emails, and she responded through the same means, curt and brief. She hated that their relationship had been reduced to barked commands and typed words, but Veil had promised herself that this was all it was ever going to be.Anders had just wrapped up the meeting with his Board of Directors, spurred by Veil's remi
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Anders took a deep breath before sauntering into the restaurant, stopping first at the counter where granny was. A toothy grin stretched her face wide as she waved him over. He leaned over the counter so she could place her frail hands on both sides of his face. “Haven’t you been eating?” It was her anthem each time he came around. “Young men need to understand that a home-cooked meal beats those junks a million times over. You’ve shrunk in size since the last time I saw you.”“It’s just the stress from the company,” Anders replied, smiling. “Hope you’ve been well?”“You haven’t come to see me in a while with that secretary of yours. How’s she doing these days?”“Ms. Hart is fine.” Anders was quick to answer, needing to get that out of the way. “I’m sorry I haven’t been coming around. A lot of things have been going on.”“With Veil, I suppose.”Anders rolled his eyes. Of course, she knew Veil’s name. “Kingston Groups…”“You need to move fast before another man comes around to snatch
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