When Storm Meets Hail

The sound of my phone beep jolted me out of my reverie and I stared at the screen. It was a text from Lucas. He was going to be at the restaurant in ten minutes. I readjusted my blouse quickly and removed the band from my hair, allowing it fall freely across my shoulders. I was not at all concerned about my looks. It was not like how I looked mattered to him anyways. All we needed to do was get to a mutual agreement. I stared at the table across. Two men on leather jackets were having an intense conversation over a barely touched bottle of whiskey. I quickly averted my gaze before either of them could catch me staring and my mind drifted away to more important things – like why Lucas had chosen such an exquisite location for our meeting. I wondered how much he had paid for the reservation at the Water Gardens and I hoped that he came sooner because time was ticking away and money was counting. The Water Gardens was the most exquisite park in the whole of New Jersey and if the thirty

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, not even daring to stop for as much as a second until I got to my house. I opened the door and slumped on the chair immediately. My heart was beating in my chest and I struggled to calm my breathing down. The image of the two men begging for their lives before he had silenced them were still very fresh in my memory and the very fact that he even had a gun on him all the while made me shudder. Who was Lucas Storm? Why did he keep a gun with him? Who were the men that had attempted to kill him? Why did they make such a daring attempt at a public place? Tons of questions flooded through my mind and I knew that no matter what, I wouldn’t be able to answer as much as a single one of them. I did a quick sign of the cross and thanked mother Mary for giving me the courage to run away from him. He was too dangerous for me. I heard the sound of a phone ring from a distance and I turned around quickly, searching for my own phone. It was not in the

I didn't expect such rude behavior from my secretary and to my guest! The audacity!! I thought to myself."What's going on here?" I asked in a cold tone, addressing my secretary. He looked up and stammered, clearly caught off guard."I...I was just joking with her, boss," he said weakly, as if that could excuse his behavior.I could feel my blood boiling at his words. "Joking? Is that what you call it?" I said, my temper rising. "You spoke to my guest in such an unprofessional manner, and you think that's a joke? You should be ashamed of yourself."My secretary was taken aback by my outburst, but I wasn't finished yet. "I didn't hire you to harass my guests," I continued, my tone still cold. "I hired you to work for me in running this company, and if you can't do that without being disrespectful, then I suggest you find employment elsewhere."As I confronted my secretary on his unprofessional behavior towards Samantha, I couldn't believe my ears when she spoke up in her defense, "He

I quickly sprang into action, holding Andres' hand midair and pulled Samantha away from harm's way. I could feel the anger and frustration boiling up inside of me, but I managed to keep a calm facade on the outside."Not. One. More. Move," I growled, my eyes locked on him.Andres tried to struggle against my grip, but I held firm. "Let go of me, Lucas. You don't know what you're doing.""Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing," I replied, my voice dripping with disdain."I'm stopping you from making a huge mistake, because I swear with everything I have if your finger touches her… then by God, I'll damn the consequences and kill you,"We stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, the tension in the room almost palpable. Finally, Andres relented, lowering his hand and stepping back."You're not worth it, Lucas," he spat. "None of this is worth it."He sneered at me, pulling his arm out of my grasp. "You always were the weak one, Lucas. You don't have what it takes to lead this com

I was sitting in the living room, scrolling through my emails when Valerie walked in. She was wearing an apron and I could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen."Hey, what are you making?" I asked, looking up at her."Chicken alfredo," she replied with a smile. "I know it's your favorite."I grinned, feeling my mouth water at the thought of the creamy pasta dish. "Thanks, Val. You're the best."Valerie chuckled and walked over to the couch, sitting down next to me. "So, have you heard from Lucas yet?" she asked, her tone casual.I tensed up at the mention of his name, feeling a mix of anxiety and excitement. "No, not yet," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.Valerie raised an eyebrow, her eyes scanning my face. "It's been over a week since you signed the contract marriage with him. Don't you think he should have called by now?"I shrugged, trying to hide the disappointment in my expression. "I don't know. Maybe he's just busy."Valerie shook her head, her expression d