All Chapters of A PACT TO LOVE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

William’s p.o.vI glanced up at the clock in my office before looking out the window. Time had gone, it was already 8 p.m. My first day back at the office was more hectic than a usual day in the office.I logged off from my system and picked up the tie and suit jacket I had removed a long time ago. I switched off my office lights before walking out.The building was empty and quiet as expected since everyone clocked out at 6p.m I took the elevator to Luke’s floor because I knew he was also a workaholic like me and he would still be in the building since he hadn’t come up to my floor yet.The elevator door slid open and Luke was right there, standing by the elevator and about getting on.“I was on my way up to you.” He says as he gets in the elevator and presses the lobby button. “Romeo told me he sent lunch to you yesterday. Not fair, he has never sent any meals to me; later he’ll deny that he doesn’t have a favorite when it’s clearly you.”I gave him a side glance before facing forwa

William let out a loud hiss as he stormed out of the kitchen, I looked up at Matthew and he beamed, ushering me out of the kitchen. I walked out of the kitchen to my room with mixed feelings. Since we would only be staying for three days, I packed lightly, going with only the necessary items.I had never left America before, and I can't believe I am visiting Rome on my first visit out of the country. I was so pumped, unlike a grumpy somebody I know.I dialed Shayna’s number as I walked into the closet to get a few items.“Yooyoyo!” She squeals after picking.“Hey Shay, how are you?”“I’m good, you? I haven’t heard from you since you told me you were babysitting William, how is he?.”“That’s true, I’m good, he’s also good I guess, enough of all that, now guess why I called.”“You know I never guess right, so just tell me.”“I’m going to Rome,” I say squealing.“What! No f****ing way.” She says. “No way.” She says again screaming. “How come?” she asks.“William has an upcoming meeting t

The first thing I noticed when I stepped into the room was the view, we were high up. The black silky drapes were opened and I could see the places surrounding the hotel for miles, I could even see the beach that was a couple of kilometers away. I didn’t come with a bikini but I was definitely going to visit that beach.I finally turned away from the view and took in the suite, it was grand and luxurious with its white couches, exotic rugs, and a round glass center table. The center table had magazines well stacked and two novels placed perfectly on it. The suite had a kitchen that was well furnished and stocked with items to make meals. The suite only had a room which meant William and I had to share the bed.Mathew planned ahead I guess.I was exhausted despite sleeping on the plane, I walked to the room and placed my bag beside the bed. I could hear the water running in the bathroom signifying William was in there showering. I removed my shoes and sweater like I did on the plane be

William’s P.O.VAs I stepped out of the bathroom, adjusting my cufflinks, I was a bit surprised to see Henry standing at the entrance of the door. “Has he sent the location where we will be meeting?” “Indeed sit, he has, the meeting is scheduled for 10 a.m promptly. Should I call for the driver?”“Yes, do that and pack our things, we are heading there now, we need to go over everything again so we don’t miss any crucial information.”“Yes sir,” Henry replies nodding, he grabs my laptop bag and briefcase whilst calling the driver to meet us at the hotel’s entrance. I walked ahead of him, pocketing my iPhone and snatching a keycard off the top of the table. I made my way to the private elevator.The elevator door slid open and we stepped out into the lobby, walking out to the entrance.“Buongiorno.” The security greets as he holds the car door open. I gave him a nod before entering the car with Henry following behind. Henry gives the directions to the restaurant while I scroll through

William’s p.o.vI placed my phone on the kitchen island and walked to the room to pick out a pair of black sneakers and a silk shirt to go with the jeans I was wearing.“Get dressed, you have ten minutes,” I say, glancing at Bailey who was sprawled on the bed like a wounded octopus with her phone in hand.She acts so inappropriately.“What? Where are we going? And w-” She asks but I cut her off slamming the door abruptly. I put on my shirt, buttoned it up, and slid into my sneakers before making my way to the kitchen.I brought out the wine bottle again, pouring myself a generous glass. I needed more of this if I was going to survive these coming days. I downed the contents at a go, I returned the wine to its place and I picked up my phone from the kitchen island, returning to the living area.“Where are we going?” Bailey asks, walking out of the room and putting her phone in the small bag she held. I glanced at her outfit, from the sneakers on her feet to the denim buttoned skirt and