All Chapters of Never Mine To Begin With : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Why Must I Protect A Heart that Wants him? “I said it was Ryan that sent them over. At least that was what it said on the delivery paper. He even used the quick delivery because he wanted you to get the soups while they were still hurt. Isn't he quite considerate?” She chuckled and wriggled her brows at me.“I still don't get why he would send these to me? We are not close enough for that,” At Rainie's raised brows at the statement, I hastily amended my statement, “At least not anymore.”“If you are so curious on why he sent it, why don't you send him a text saying ‘Hey, I am not really sick. I am just heartbroken because I foolishly told you to treat me professionally when I clearly had feelings for you, but when you did today, I felt my heart break and I got jealous over someone that might just be your childhood friend. Why then did you send me the soups knowing that we are not really on speaking terms?" Annie said her sarcastic tone well in place.“When you put it like that, you ma

I Might Not Be Right For Him“Hello.” I greeted with a fake cheer to the lady who made me doubt everything I had with Ryan last week. Now I thought about it, I still didn't know who she was to him. However, him sending me those soup bowls and porridges yesterday made me know that I have a pedestal at least in his life. “I would have shook you or something, but my hands are pretty occupied.” I said and plastered a smile on my face.“No worries dear. Ryan is in right?” She asked.“When last I left the office, he was in.” I told her in the sweetest way possible. She didn't deserve any snarky attitude from me. I liked Ryan, we did things together on our own accord, that didn't give me a right to claim him as mine. He was basically free as a bird. Being a bitter person didn't suit me and I needed to ditch the attitude.“Alright, we will go in together.” She said happily and began tapping on her phone. The other person in the elevator came out on another floor and in few seconds we got to

I Like Him, Please Help Me“Fancy seeing you guys here. What are the odds?” Sharron asked when she got to where we stood. My eyes fleeted to where her and Ryan's hands were joined, elbow to elbow and a surge of jealousy in my blood stream.“Hello, my name is Sharron. And you are?” She asked Dave stretching out her free hand for a handshake. Dave looked between our boss and Sharron possibly trying to deduce who they were to each other.“My hands are still hanging.” She told him, a smile still on her face.“Oh, I am sorry, that was rude of me. I am Dave and I am Violet's co-worker. Nice to meet you.” He said shaking her outstretched hand.“The pleasure is all mine.” She told him and released his hands.“So, which movie are you seeing today?” She asked me.“I don't know, Dave said it was a surprise.” I told her honestly because that was exactly what Dave told me to just accompany him and be amazed.“We are seeing Inside Out: 2. I literally had to force this one,” She gestured at Ryan, “T

Just For One Night“If not an Artist, what else?” Ryan asked me as I was trying to settle in properly in the backseat. He wanted to drive, but I raised my eyes to it, so he called the driver to come drive us back home. I can't lie, after the accident he had, I became scared of him driving himself. Even though the doctor explained the reason for what happened that day and saying it's unlikely to happen again. That ‘But what if' still hung in the air. So, just to be safe, I preferred he is driven.“Pardon?" I questioned because I wasn't getting the drift of the conversation.“You're an artist. If you weren't an artist, what other passions would you have pursued?” He elaborated his question.I got the question, but I didn't get why he was asking?He noticed my confused expression and said, “I want to know more about you Violet. I just realized we don't talk about these things. I ought to know more about who I am working with, don't I? Or is that part of the things we don't talk about?” H

I Have Never Felt This Way For Anyone, Except YouMy eyes fluttered open to the sunlight coming through the open blinds of the expansive bedroom. I blinked repeatedly trying to deduce why I wasn't in my own bedroom when I finally remembered that in a wave of passion I agreed to follow Ryan back home.I can remember him asking in my mouth when he felt me up in the car. He asked, “Want to follow me home today?” To which I was like “I don't think that would be a good idea. We might cross lines we ought not to. It might be best I just go home.” “We won't do anything I promise, just sleep.” I was about to protest and insist on going home when his hand trailed in my inner thighs. I collapsed against his body in pleasure feeling my body become a jelly against his masterful fingers and that was how I found myself saying yes.When we got to his house and came down together, I averted my eyes from the driver in embarrassment. Even though Ryan told me in the car that the man couldn't hear us,