All Chapters of Beautifully Unfinished: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

2Later, after Kylie and Jonah had left after we had dinner together so they could finally sleep, I decided to stay up for a bit. I head to my bed, settled on my pillow with my laptop on my lap.I stayed up until one in the morning, reading more and more since I've already dug up some dirt about him.Benedict Edward Rose Styles. Twenty-five years old. Fuckingly wealthy. He got a headline the day when the world found out he was the first born of Harry Styles from a one night stand. Mr. Harry Styles used to belong to an insanely famous boyband years ago called One Direction, later he turned to be a ridiculously filthy rich businessman. His mother, Miranda Rose Styles, at first kept him in secret for seven years from Harry and the entire world since she wasn't ready to tell everyone about him. Mrs. Styles was also married to her ex-husband Louis Tomlinson which was Harry Styles' best friend who turned out to also be a part of One Direction.Not too cliche kind of love triangle.At age se

4When we went out of his office, the four lovely ladies flinched when they saw us walking out together. They looked at me and Benedict as if it was the first time they ever saw him walking a woman out from his office. Even the look on their eyes could kill me this instant.But I didn't mind them, I'm still bothered that I didn't get to ask more questions than I should have. It was my only chance. It took them three weeks and two days to give me a call, I'm sure I'll be waiting for another week just for another interview with him.I groan inwardly."Coral." He called out."Yes sir?" The lady who welcomed me answered him."Cancel my meeting with the Japanese investors and my lunch meeting at Henri's." He instructed.I was left here squirming next to him while I was busy flickering my fingers together as I watch Coral's eyes widened with what he said. She glared at me."I want my schedule clear after my board meeting." Benedict added.Coral nods. "Yes sir."Benedict stopped and felt him

6I pull out my phone and scanned through the questions I've readied weeks ago. I take my recorder out and placed it on the table. I try not to scatter my things and stop my hands from shaking so he won't notice me being nervous."I have a lot of things to ask, and I hope an hour would be enough." I smiled at him.He half smiled at me. "Let's start.""So, my main interest is, how do you maintain such success? With everything you own, Styles Enterprises doesn't just focus in one field. It's ground is vast in all aspects of business. All sorts..."He shifts on his chair with a huge hand covering his face. Wait. Is he hiding a smile? Holy. Did his chest just move a little? Oh my god he's laughing at me. He's obviously laughing at me."Uhhhh what's so funny?" I can't help but ask him.He licks his lips while he pulled his hand away from his face. "You." He answered.I arches an eyebrow at him, "Me? And why? Did I say something funny?""A while ago, you were dressed... Funny. And now... Yo

8I stare at my laptop and I'm almost half way through finishing my article. For some reason, my mind couldn't stop thinking about that curly man named Benedict Styles and how mesmerizing and striking he is. He has this huge impact on an individual just by being himself and that's crazy. Even the thoughts of him still send shivers down my spine.Though he's not with me anymore, I feel like he's still here. I know it's plain stupid. But I still feel his green eyes looking at me from the corners of the room, like he's observing me from afar. And the things that happened inside his office a while ago are still stuck in my head.Focus Thea, you need to focus on the article not the person about the article.But on the bright side, I'm glad that tomorrow's Sunday, I have another day to finalize and edit my article before I could finally pass the finished full story about Benedict Styles to my boss.Argh, even his name gives me thrills.A part of me would be extremely happy if my article wou

10The motorbike begins to slow down as I opened my eyes I noticed that we were parked right in front of a skyscraper. I looked up and wasn't really familiar with this building or this street or maybe it was just too dark. The engine begins to fade and Sebastian looks at me over his shoulder."You can let go now." He instructs as he glares at my arms still wrapped tight around his body and my cheeks were still pressed against his back.Shit."Sorry." I quickly pulled myself away shyly.I got off his motorbike with a little help from him and he gets off next. I look up at the tall building and I couldn't tell how floors this building had."My helmet?" He calls out."Oh. Right. Sorry." I quickly tried to take it off but it seemed stuck. "Shit it's stuck."He chuckles and stands right across me a little too close making me dizzy with his perfume. He smells too good that he makes me wanna dump my nose on his chest."There's a button." He says and it clicks. "Before you take it off."I pre