But just when they were almost close to Kingston Groups..."Take a turn to the left," Anders instructed. Veil was a bit hesitant, but then she had no say, she simply did as she was told.She drove down a serene road and just when she was closing up at a small Spanish restaurant, Anders asked her to stop the car.Veil hurried out and opened the door for him and he pulled out of the vehicle carefully. Finally being out of the confinement of the small car, Veil could finally breathe and slowly, she found herself regaining what was lost- her composure."Mr. Rodriguez..." "I didn't have breakfast before leaving home. I need you to read me the rest of my schedule over a plate of meals." Veil noticed the emphasis on the first three words of the second sentence and a picture flashed in her mind. She mentally berated herself for thinking the way she just did."Sure!" She offered him a smile, hoping against hope that it didn't look as forced as it was. Then they walked inside."Hello, Mr. Rod
As soon as they returned to the office, Anders handed Veil a trailer load of files to type and edit."Make them available before the meeting with HT ventures."Veil's eyes grew wide as she glanced between the four stacks of neatly piled files. How can anyone do such work in less than three hours? She grimaced as she thought about it. Deep down, she knew he was deliberately doing all this as revenge, else, she couldn't tell any other reason why he made her suffer every day at the office.She picked up the documents, turned on her heels, and left for her office. While she was at it, she almost didn't realize it was noon. Until Simon knocked on her door and peeked in."You're not coming for lunch?" "Uh... Hi Simon, sorry, I can't. I have to finish up these files and submit them before Mr. Rodriguez's One o'clock meeting. Luckily, I'll be done in a few minutes." She yawned, stretched, and then smiled at him."You look hungry," Simon noted and Veil nodded in confirmation."I am hungry.
Immediately they got to his office, Anders walked in and Veil immediately followed. And as soon as she shut the office door, Anders' voice flared out in the room."What was that? Are you so low that you could let someone, just anyone touch you, can't you do better?" Anders was visibly furious and emitted an aura so fearsome."I'm sorry for interrupting the meeting Mr. Rodriguez, I didn't mean to." Veil apologized and even though Anders knew what she was saying was the truth, because he had watched everything, he couldn't get himself to not be angry. Probably because he was furious and at the same time jealous that someone had dared to touch a woman he wanted, and that too, an old classless hag. He was surely going to put him in his place. But until then, he needed to try controlling his anger."Get out!" He said, cutting through Veil's plea. Veil thought she didn't hear properly so she asked."Sir...""I said get out!" Anders raised his voice. "Go try being useful, 'cause you're not r
"Hello!" Veil said smiling brightly at him."It's an honor and as well a relief to know that you remember me." Veil chuckled and Orleans couldn't help but smile as he watched her. "How's that?" "Having a beautiful lady remember you isn't something you get every day I guess, plus, you just saved me the stress of having to explain who I am, where we had met, and all that."Veil smiled." Although it was at night, it would be difficult to not recall the face of the person that had been of help to me. And, speaking of that night, I didn't get to say a proper thank you to you and I also think I owe you an apology for flagging down your car. I was too in a hurry to notice I had stopped a Bentley Mulsanne." Veil said, mouthing an embarrassed smile.Orleans let out a light charming laugh. If he was, to be honest, that night when someone had flagged down his car, he had been surprised and wondered if the person probably didn't see clearly, then he had looked out from the window and had seen
"Back to the company," Anders told his driver when he realized he had left an important file. He should have called and asked Veil to bring it to him, but, he chose otherwise. She must have already left for home. He had seen the excitement in her eyes when he had asked her to take the rest of the day off.Just as the car pulled into Kingston Street, Anders lifted his eyes from his laptop, his gaze shifting to a particular someone who was currently standing with a man. He should be in his early thirties, and from his outfit, should not even be considered a threat. Anders thought looking at the man. But, the sudden rush of possessiveness that took abrupt control of him came as a shock.His brows narrowed at the man, then his brow deepened in a frown. In a pair of simple jeans and a tee shirt. Such a person would never win over him, he was confident about that, well until the strange man climbed into the jaguar parked adjacent to his company's building. The piece of partly burnt-up toa
Seeing Anders, Veil could feel her heart starting to race. She had been trying to avoid this exact scenario, and now she felt like a thief caught in the act."Good morning, s-sir…" she stuttered in her attempt at clearing the air. It felt awkward knowing that their first encounter for the morning was not supposed to be here, but at her desk where she should have welcomed him. But more awkward was having him so close, she could smell his cologne. It was intoxicating, causing her mind to wander in directions it should never. "I apologize, I was a little tardy today but I promise that it won't repeat…itself…" Her voice steadily began to fade away as she noticed that even though he was not saying anything he was staring at her as if they were in some staring contest, or as though if he were to blink for a moment she would disappear or turn into dust.
Veil watched with a painstaking heart through her window as everyone else signed off from work at closing hour, while she was made to stay behind. With a heavy sigh, she settled into her chair. Guess this was one of the rewards that comes with working directly from the boss, and earning higher than everyone else. If she was at least she was getting some extra pay for staying late into the night, then it wouldn't have been so bad. But, he was simply just punishing her because he had the power to and had no consideration. She ran her eyes across her desk, there was basically nothing to do, she was work free which meant she could go home now, yet, for some reason, her oh-so-high and mighty boss wasn't ready to sign out. Was all of this because of the thing at the club? She sighed for the umpteenth time and was about to recline her head to rest on her desk, but, her door was thrown open in the next minute, frightening her.Anders matched in looking as handsome and elegant as he had w
Anders suddenly felt himself sweating profusely. The evening was windy, and the office usually has a modest temperature as there were air conditioners at almost every corner."I can't believe that I am sweating in such weather…" he muttered to himself, looking around for his kerchief. He battled through his suit and pants pocket, but he couldn't find it there. He looked around for it, but still there was none. He was about to groan in frustration when suddenly he felt something press against his forehead.He froze solid like an ice statue on realizing what was happening. Veil was pressing a handkerchief to his forehead.He was able to confirm it when he looked down at her and saw her staring at him with worry evident in her sea green eyes."Sea green eyes!" He thoughts to himself as he took a closer look at them. They were beautiful. How had he not noticed them until now? Cer
MONTHS LATERElvis Presley's “can't help falling in love” reverberated across the full hall as Veil walked down the aisle slowly, in the arms of her father, with June behind her, unable to stop smiling so wide. Veil's best friend seemed to be the most excited about this wedding, as she had been in such a great mood since Veil returned with Anders to Mexico, the news of their engagement in tow.She and Amanda had been responsible for all the planning, leaving Veil nothing to do than being doted on by Anders and taking care of her gradually bulging stomach. Veil thought it was better to do the wedding before she wouldn't be able to walk easily, and Anders was cool with whatever she wanted.Anders was at the aisle, with Lucas by his side, the roles reversed so beautifully. His wife, Amanda, was at the front pew, dabbing at her eyes and at the same time, glancing at her watch. She was in charge around here and since Amanda was the queen of perfection, she wanted everything to be in place
Anders walked into the house with trepidation since Veil hadn't said anything about welcoming him with open arms. He had taken too long to realize he was in love with her, and the thought plagued him as he stood in the center of the small and cozy living area, struck at how homely she had made it look.“This is nice,” he noted, not expecting Veil to dignify him with a response. That explained how his eyes raised in surprise when she smiled at him, a sigh escaping her slightly parted lips. “I'd always wanted my own space,” Veil explained. “But living with June has made me realize that perhaps, solitary living isn't for me.” She laughed awkwardly and sat on one of the mismatched couches. “It's been a little bit hard living alone. I don't know how to cook just for myself, and there's no one to fix me a quick snack when I'm too tired to lift a finger.”Anders wanted to tell her that he would happily do all of that for her, but something kept him mute. He wasn't certain how open she would
Anders didn't bother to change into something else, getting onto the private jet from his landing. The tuxedo made him look like he was going to a ceremony, but there wasn't any time to go back home, especially since Anders made the decision in the spur of the moment.The usual readings of the weather, flight safety information, and weather forecast were announced before the jet took off from the ground, and Anders wished they could go faster. His legs bobbed in the aircraft and he shuffled between looking out through the window and scrolling through the magazines before him.He wasn't going to get to Veil in the next five hours and now that Anders was midair, he was beginning to think about the spontaneous choice he had just made. Perhaps, he should have celebrated the day with his best friend, then waited till the following morning before making the trip. He hadn't even considered if Veil would be open to receiving him. If that happened, was he just going to come right back?The ans
Anders was in the room with Lucas, helping him with his brooch before he went to the aisle to wait for his bride. Lucas hadn't stopped talking about how special he thought Amanda was and how lucky he was to have her as his bride. At first, Anders was receptive to the emotions flowing, even handing Lucas a napkin when tears threatened to fall from his eyes. But three hours into the day, Anders decided that it was getting on his nerves. And not in a bad way. The more his best friend spoke about love and the beautiful things it had done to him, the more he feared that his choice not to believe in love was more damning than it did him any good. It was becoming oddly real to him, that Lucas and Amanda were going to need their privacy after today, so he wouldn't be able to disturb them as often as he was used to.“Don't look so sad, Anders,” Lucas drawled, patting his friend's face affectionately. “We're still going to be your friends. Things are just going to be a bit different.”“How so?
“Veil!” June yelled from the living room, where she was huddled with her laptop, peering up at the screen. She had been at it for a couple of hours now, muttering that she had a deadline to meet up with, more urgent than having a shower or eating. Peeking out from the kitchen where she had been trying to whip up a snack for her best friend, Veil rolled her eyes and muttered something about her yelling being worth it before leaning on the door frame. She was only about six weeks gone, and the pregnancy hadn’t started showing yet. “I hope it isn’t something as mundane as getting you a glass of water,” Veil murmured, eyeing June, who still had her eyes glued to the screen of her laptop. “You got the job!” June said at the top of her voice, and for once, Veil didn’t complain about her best friend yelling when she was right beside her. Veil covered the distance in one second, planting herself by June’s side as she peered down at the mail open on the screen. Veil had logged on to her ema
Anders was in Lucas’ studio, watching his best friend and Amanda gush over the idea they had for their wedding. They wanted it to happen there since it was not only cost-effective but they could, at the same time, have an influence over the decorations.Lucas wanted the paintings he had made of Amanda gracing the walls that day, with the pictures they'd taken together showing the journey of their dating life. They giggled when they saw an old picture of the four of them - Amanda, Lucas, Anders, and Camila, and tears pooled at the corner of Amanda's eyes. She whipped them off hastily before Anders or Lucas could notice. She only wanted to have happy memories of her best friend.“What do you think about beige?” Amanda threw at Anders who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but there. Unfortunately, he had nowhere else to go. The bar sounded like a very tempting idea right now, but Anders knew it was too much of a show since the whole of Mexico knew who he was and there wasn't goin
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SIXJune couldn't get rid of the surprise etched on her features, no matter how hard she tried. And oh boy, she did try. She walked behind Veil like a shadow, following her every moment and popping the question a million times, so much so that Veil started locking her room door to keep June out in the middle of the night.She had to inform her parents too about the development, and they were supportive of her decision. Veil had resigned from Kingston Groups and sent her CV to the English Investors’ company. She was awaiting feedback from them. On the day she sent in her resignation letter, Veil ensured she was in and out of the company like a breeze, too fast before Anders could realize she was there in the first place. She came just after lunch, meeting Simon at the desk who was about to make a sharp U-turn to stay out of her way.It made Veil laugh about the comedy that had become her life. Just a couple of months ago, Anders was threatening every sing
June was waiting by the door when Veil got home, and she allowed herself get whisked into the living room, with June watching her like she would drop to the floor at any minute. June was not far from the truth because the only thing holding Veil up was the fear of doing anything to harm the baby.It was still pretty early and she had read somewhere that the first few months of a pregnancy were usually the most delicate, and extra care needed to be taken in order to get through it.June said nothing until later in the night, when Veil came out for a snack. She was working in the kitchen, a huge pair of frames on her eyes when Veil sauntered in, covered in her cute small pyjamas.“Hey,” June called, taking off her glasses. Veil hadn't told her anything since she returned because she didn't want to overburden her best friend with the drama that had been going on in her life. They felt unending, from one level to the other. Veil couldn't remember the last time June had complained about so
Those words would have rocked the whole of Veil’s world if she wasn’t so certain of what she had seen in Anders. He was one of Mexico’s greatest businessmen, but the one thing he couldn’t do as expertly as running a business was lying to her. He tried to be mean, to act like he didn’t give two fucks about Veil. But she could see through the walls he had put up, and he had no one to blame for that but himself. The days he had spent with her had opened him up more than he had thought possible, and now, he was left staring at the face of the woman who didn’t believe him one bit when he said he wasn’t in love with her. “I can’t lie about my feelings for you,” Anders said, his tone almost pleading for her to reason with him. “And I have tried my best to make it clear from the beginning that I want nothing more from this than what you want, or at least, what I thought you wanted.” Veil shook her head. “Maybe at first, you believed those words as much as you try to convince yourself now