The next morning when she woke up from her sleep and was yawning on her bed, she found Mina, Rachel looking at her with intimidating eyes. "What happened? Is everything alright?" She asked them with a worrisome face. " You can't ditch us today! We need you and if you don't join us on time then we'll make you pay for it" Rachel said with a mischievous smirk. "Can I get to know what this is about?" She hesitatingly questioned them with a confused face. "Today is Amelia's birthday and we are planning a surprise for her. After university, you should come with us to celebrate her birthday but the rule is don't tell her! The information is confidential" Mina climbed the bed and leaned dangerously closed to her, whispering everything in a low voice. "Okay" she barely replied, as clearly confused to how to respond to them. "Do you have any idea? Like about a restaurant or a nice place where we can celebrate?" Rachel asked her, trying to hear out her suggestions too. "Please don't be mad at me
As she wrote down the order from Mina and Rachel, she went over to the counter to inform. She stood waiting for the cake as it had to be served first."Miss Veronica! Are you not going to join your friends?" The voice made her turned around towards the source.It was her manager."Sir I'm on duty right now" She politely reminded him."But let's say you can take a short leave from here. You should be there, celebrating with them, you may go and change" his words made her gape.Was he serious? She can really just take off and join her friends?"Thankyou sir but it's not necessary" she tried to deny the gesture."You shouldn't ruin your moment just because of a part time job, being harsh on yourself is also a crime. Just go and enjoy and I can see today everyone is present, it won't make any difference" this was the first time someone had been so generous to her and she didn't quite like this generosity from men especially.Although she thanked him sincerely and went to bathroom to chang
When did she became his woman?When did claim her as his woman?"What?" Only word which escaped her mouth. "What's so difficult to comprehend Miss Veronica? I hope my words were clear enough" he rasped, closely in her ear and she closed her eyes from the sharp breath that teased her ear lobe. "I'm sorry but I don't get it" she replied to him, opening her eyes and looking up at him, innocently and unaware of the meaning behind his words. "Don't look at me with these doe eyes. It makes me think of doing sinful things to you" he whispered again making her tremble as he caressed the length of her arm. She pressed her lips into a thin line and shut her eyes again, to resist the feeling as best as she could. "Please let me go sir! My friends are waiting for me. I need to go back home" she told him as tears rounded the edge of her eyes and glistened in the neon lights. His thumb came forward and wiped the salty water gathered around her lashes, gently. "Remember Veronica! You're my w
The boring economics class made her sleep straight for two hours and she took a good nap before retiring to her break. Nancy stood outside her class, waiting for her. "Where have you been? You didn't even answer my calls!" She complained as they both made their way outside the department. "Please don't ask me this, I just want some coffee and juice" she told her as she rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms to wave off the sleepiness off her body. "Why your eyes are half closed? Have you been sleeping? And what's with coffee and juice at the same time? Don't tell me you're crazy!" Nancy questioned endlessly as they headed to the cafe. "Yes I've been sleeping and I want coffee to clear my head and juice to make myself better! No more questions Nancy!" She warned her with a finger as she placed her order for the cappuccino first. "You shouldn't have walked away from Samuel like that. He stayed only to meet you although he was getting late for his office" she blabbered while Veronic
Stacy watched both of them with stunned expressions. Bernard Anworth stood there calmly as Veronica got bandaged by the doctor. While Veronica couldn't even lift her eyes up with shame. She was thinking about the board sign outside the gate. He would have read it "no men allowed inside the hostel premises" yet he ignored it as if it was not even there. She was now waiting for him to leave after she was all good and back in her hostel but he didn't budge. Stacy left the room soon as she got to do lot more and doctor sat back in her chair across her table while Veronica was still on the bed, behind the curtains as the doctor told her to rest for a while because she had a light fever too due to cold. Bernard walked in her direction and stood by her side while she looked at him with curious and worried eyes. "Where's your phone?" He asked in a low voice. "Why do you need it sir?" She questioned back quickly. "Why do you have to talk back every time Miss Veronica?" He leaned down clo
She took the trolley from him and got on to the elevator instantly. Pressing the floor number 50, she waited for the elevator to reach the respective floor so she can deliver the order as soon as possible and come back because her instincts tell her otherwise. Anxiety started to kick in as soon the counting struck to floor 50. She clenched the trolley stand and led it to the respective door. There was only one apartment on that floor and that was the penthouse. She had no damn idea who this penthouse belonged to but her sixth sense was telling her that it might belong to Bernard.She knocked the door and hoped that the door will open soon and she'll just have to deliver it and come back. But nothing happened as she thought because a voice resonated from the intercom. "The door is unlocked, you can come in" the voice was very thick so she couldn't figure out if it was Bernard or someone else but it somehow sounded similar to Bernard's. Even though it was Bernard she couldn't go back
Now she knew why her manager wanted to give her bonus for just delivering that damn food up to the penthouse because it belonged to Bernard Anworth. She completed her shift and packed her bag to go home. She was really mad at her manager for trapping her into situations like this. No matter how much she wanted to avoid him, he would always end up in front of her, scaring her more than she ever is. And now on top of this, he revealed that he was a cold blooded murderer which couldn't lessen the amount of hate she developed for him. She was walking through the parking lot to the bus stand when his Bentley stopped in fron of her and she jumped abruptly at his sudden appearance. "Get in" he commanded. As soon she realised that it was no other than Bernard Anworth, her instincts started to kick in and she started walking on the opposite side of road. She was actually not walking but running. Her bag draped over her shoulders, a long coat protecting her from the cold. Her ponytail swayin
The very next day she found herself in her bunk bed, counting her options while she was running out of time for university. She couldn't bring herself to leave university because the education for free was worth it. But the man coming along with it who was nowhere ready to leave her alone was scary. "What are you thinking?" Rachel yawned from the neighbour's bed. "Nothing" she tried to shake off her thoughts. "Oh I know now, so tell me maybe I'll help ya" she insisted and she realised that maybe she should get advice at least. "What if there's a guy who's constantly bothering you, like claiming you? But you don't feel anything for him. But he's strong and powerful, dominating you and you can't do a thing about it" She was not good at lying so she put everything like this for her to understand her situation. "Tell him straight no! And report him to Police" Rachel beamed. "What if he's dangerous? More like the police cannot do anything." She whispered, afraid that someone will hea
The days passed in a blur, as he was busy with his office work while she ran back and forth between her classes and completing assignments. Her internship was coming up and she was really worried about it. She didn't decide yet which hospital would be best suited for her. But she had a month to decide so she convinced herself not to worry much about that and enjoy her semester break which was going to start next week. After all these assignments and tests drained her badly. It was this beautiful hazy evening, she sat on the couch completing her administration of the psychology test as her brows creased in confusion. Lara came in the living room with a cup of coffee while she played with the lead pencil between her lips, trying to figure out the scoring. "Would you like to have lunch yet?" Lara asked her politely to which she denied politely, making an excuse she was not hungry yet. In fact, she wanted to eat with Bernard and was awaiting his arrival. It was quite late than usual a
He booked a 7 day trip to Bora Bora with the help of his secretary. From making reservations in the 5 star hotel to whatever their 7 day trip included, everything was arranged beforehand. He knew he had to buy a million dollar ring now to propose to her.Veronica's semester was almost ending and she was preparing for her final exams. So he prepared the trip accordingly as they would leave during her semester break. She had no idea what was going on in his mind while he was so worried about everything, he wanted this surprise to be perfect. Today, all of a sudden he decided to pick her up after university. He wanted to take her shopping so she could buy some clothes as she had a very poor collection of her own and she never accepted anything from him. Even though Bernard was aware that she would deny this offer, he wanted to take a chance. "What are you doing here?" She exclaimed as soon she saw him getting out of the car and coming towards her. All the girls and boys were staring at
"you must be tired, ask Lara to give you food!" He ignored her question as if she never asked in the first place. "I'm asking did you cry? Why your eyes...." She stepped forward and tried to touch him but he grabbed her hand midway. "Don't act as if you care for me Veronica....." His voice was utterly painful and she could see right through him, how miserable and exhausted he was. "I do care for you!" She declared in a loud voice as her own eyes teared up. "You don't.....you don't. You wouldn't have left me all alone if you cared even a little. You know how much I love you, yet you did" he struggled to control his tears but still they glistened on the brink of his eyes. "I do care for you! Please don't say that" She started crying as she hugged him, hid her face in the crook of his neck, pulling him close to herself. His warm tears dripped in her hair as he didn't know how to respond. He loved her, so much that it was hurting now. He pulled her tighter so she could feel it in h
A man was tied to the chair, dripping in blood from head to toe. His nails seemed to be plucked out, the man was dizzy and nauseous as Bernard had a knife in his hand. He immediately turned around as he was forced to look at who opened the door without his permission. As soon as he saw Veronica standing in the doorway, he closed his eyes momentarily to sweep away the frustration and that deadly look in his eyes. "What are you doing here?" He asked rather casually as he placed the knife on the table and started washing his hands in the nearest sink while not looking at her. "Who is he? Why are you doing this to him?" She shouted as she tried to get closer to the man but another bodyguard stood in her way. Blocking her from getting too close to him. She looked at Bernard in disappointment while she frowned. Bernard wiped his hands with the towel as he walked in her direction and grabbed her hand while he walked out of the room. He took her into another room and shut the door with a
After they came back from Aunt Clarissa's house, they had the weekday lined up. He had so much work to do and she had her pending assignments and exams. It was a regular Monday and she was busy in the library, working on the computer in a hurry. She had to submit the report before 06:00 pm. Her fingers aggressively moved on the keyboard as her eyes focused on the screen. She had to complete it early before going to her job as she didn't have much time left. It took her 30 minutes to complete it and as she soon clicked the button of submission, she sighed leaning back in her seat. She closed her eyes temporarily as it had been a tough struggle and she finally got over it. To her surprise someone passed her a cold coffee. As soon she looked up to see the owner, her eyes widened in horror. Sam smiled at her and pointed the drink at her again. She stood abruptly, tossing the drink away harshly. It fell on the floor and spilled few metres away. He was shocked by her reaction while she
She was leaning on to the washbasin counter, watching herself in the mirror. She knew why Bernard bought her here, to get the approval of his Aunt Clarissa so they could get married. But she was not ready yet!She didn't know why she felt so uneasy about marriage, facing failure all her life, she was scared to give birth to a child. She had this belief that she will never be a good mother and that's why bearing a child was a nightmare for her. She was jumbled up in her thoughts when she was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door. Bernard stepped in, with his hawk-like eyes on her. "You took a long time" he said with a low voice as he stepped towards her, while closing the door firmly on his back. "I was just coming" She replied but he covered the distance between them in two strides, as his hand travelled up to her face and fisted her hair. Her hands clenched the edge of the counter behind her as she was pressed against it. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable down there,
The very next day was planned by Bernard as he wanted Veronica to meet that special woman he had been telling her about. She changed into a beautiful, light summer dress which was dark maroon in colour, reaching below her knees. Pairing them with sneakers and studs as jewellery, she looked minimal and yet elegant. She was waiting for him, taking rounds in the balcony as she walked impatiently. He told her that it was 10 minutes of work and he'll be back very soon but now almost an hour had passed and he was still not here. She fished out her phone out of her small shoulder bag and started dialling his number. He picked up on the second call. "Hello?" She said first. "Veronica?" He answered on the other side. "I'm waiting for an hour now, tell me if you're coming or not" she complained in a sarcastic manner and he sighed on the other side as he smiled. "I'm in the parking lot, can you come down?" He asked her and she was relieved to know that finally he was here. "Yeah, coming"
Her night was ruined and there was no deny in that. She couldn't keep up with the further orders any more. She just wanted to nestle back into her room and cry out her heart until she would feel light. The emotions overwhelmed her and she just hoped that she wouldn't have to face Bernard in such state or he would ask her million questions and wouldn't let go of it until that boy dies. Without telling anyone, she simply disappeared and went back to the penthouse. Lara welcomed her inside and she didn't even try to force a smile. Her lashes were wet and eyes were heavy, she knew smiling fake would be of no use. But luckily she didn't ask her anything. "Is Mr Bernard home yet?" She asked Lara in case. "Yes, he is in his study room" she pointed in the direction and Veronica got it. She couldn't go to her room anymore or he would come to her immediately. She would face him and try to hide her emotions until he would be satisfied that there is nothing wrong. She dropped her bag on the c
After the incredible last night, she couldn't help but shake off the feeling of last night. She was so embarrassed to even face Bernard. When she woke up first in his bed, she turned around to see his face. He looked so handsome and calm while sleeping. The devilish face was no more fuming. She wanted to stroke his jaw, lock her fingers in his soft hair but contained herself. He was shirtless with his perfect chest on display. She wanted to stay in his arms and feel his skin, the most irresistible urge she ever felt. But instead she slipped from his bed quietly, only embarrassed to leave his room in panties and a shirt. She found her discarded jeans in the kitchen and thanked God a million times that Lara hadn't seen it yet. After going to her room, she locked it and took deep breaths for a good whole minute before going to shower and clear up her head. She was so ashamed to even see him at the dinner table, that she told Lara that she don't want to eat. But Bernard was another ma