"Thank you, Mr. Larsen, for dropping us!" Sam said from the back seat.
After getting a curt nod from Adrian, he got out of the car.
And when I was about to follow behind, a calloused hand grasped mine causing me to turn to him. He observed every emotion on my features with that intense blue gaze. Raising his hand, his fingers gently brushed the strayed tendrils away from my face, as if he couldn't stop himself.
"You looked pretty shaken up back then. You okay?" Concern laced into his eyes.
For an unknown reason, vulnerability rose in my chest for a second. I wanted that comfort and warmth he provided me the other day in the elevator, I wanted his strong arms around me. But then, I composed myself.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks!" I still didn't pull away from the gentle stroke of his knuckle across my cheek. My body wanted to lean in.
I could recognize this voice anywhere. Turning around, my gaze fell on him and the skip of my heart was totally unintentional. He stood a foot away from us, donning a three piece charcoal suit. He paired it with black shirt, matching tie, and a red pocket square. Hair gelled back and jaw clean shaven - gone earlier today's stubble. As breathtaking as ever. And his sharp eyes were on… me. They raked over my body, sensually. And it felt totally opposite when Mr. Blake did it. It was a different kind of shiver. When I realized I was checking him out again, my cheeks flared when he remained shameless. I averted my eyes. With powerful strides, he came and stood right beside me. When he put a possessive arm around my waist, I looked up at him I'm surprise. Mr. Blake watched this act and removed his gaze, faking a cough. "Ah, Mr. Larsen
A picture of me coming out of the car with Alex and Sam, another one of me shaking hands with Mr. Blake, me talking to one of my colleagues, me dancing with Adrian. And the last one, me standing with Tiffany and Emma with a glass of orange juice in my hand.Looking up, my ardent eyes glanced around.No one suspicious. Everyone was busy with their drinks and chatting.Someone was keeping an eye on my every move."You okay, Sofia?" Emma queried. "You look pale.""Yeah, I'm fine. Just a minute, I'll be back." Excusing myself, I walked away.Who could send me those pictures?My phone buzzed again.Don't wander here and there too much when you're alone. Who knows, Daddy's little girl can get lost in the swarm of people and never get found?My fingers clutched the phone
Unknown POVTouching the rim of the glass, he took a lingering sip as his fingers flipped another page of the album. A album where all the mirth that once has been in his life, were imprinted.His eyes touched the smiling faces in those worn out photographs. The faces that once provided him peace and happiness. The pictures of his family.A small smile tugged at the end of his lips. His fingers traced on her soft features, petite form. She was smiling at the camera and his arm was wrapped around her waist in a protective grip.He could still remember the day when they had taken those pictures. It was during Christmas.How beautiful was that day with her…Then reality hit him, vanishing the smile off his face. His jaws clenched, fingers tightened around the glass in a vice grip.She wasn't there. His fam
A woman in her early fifties with a short petite form and shoulder length dark hair stood at the door. The smile on her face fell as a look of confusion took place. Her dark brown eyes took a quick look over me. I must admit, even at this age she was very sophisticated and beautiful. Who's she? "Pardon me, but may I ask who you are?" she asked, offering a polite smile. "Uh, I'm…" "Mother?" Adrian's voice cut me off. Both I and that lady turned to him. With the realization hit me, my eyes went wide. Mother? She's Adrian's mom? Shit! I was just in Adrian's shirt and boxers and she found me in this state! At her son's penthouse, in her son's clothes. I didn't even want to imagine what she must be thinking of me. "What are you doing here?" His
After the shower, I trudged downstairs to make myself a cup of coffee, wishing it'd help me with my growing headache. Though the medicines Adrian forced me to gulp helped with the pain, it still ached a little. The memories of this morning flooded into my mind. The way he held me in his arms when I had the little panic attack, the way he carried me to the bathroom because he didn't believe I could walk on my own and the way he took care of me afterwards. A blush rose up my cheeks. I wonder what he's doing right now… Wait, why am I thinking of him again? Ughh! I need to stop thinking about him to stay sane. But how could I when he sent several messages to ask how I was doing or ordering me not to roam around much? And of course, I didn't reply to even one of them. Though he deserved a
Silence fell over the room once everyone was gone and the door was closed. Dad's eyes met mine. "You must know by now that you can't go out of the house after what happened that night." I opened my mouth to disagree but his sharp glance stopped me. "Listen to me first. They're looking for a chance to harm you. If you go out right now, you'll be giving them that chance. And it's not only about you. Every member of our family is in danger at this moment. Practically, we are at war now." "But everyone is going out without much restrictions, then why me? I understand that they're after me for some reason which I don't understand, but I was fine until that night, wasn't I? It happened because I gave them the chance by going to that secluded washroom far from people. But I'll be fine in the office. There's no need to leave my job!" I was desperate. Even though I had gotten myself ready to fight for
Fuming, I headed towards the devil's den with Tim following me closely. How dared he do this to me? When I reached my desk after meeting Jason, I found Rose, a girl from our team, working there, on my chair and computer. Once asked the reason for her working in my place, all she said was that she was ordered to take my place from now on. She didn't have any other ideas other than that Adrian freaking Larsen himself sent Sasha with the news that my post was given to her. "And what about me? Where will I work now?" I had asked her, flabbergasted. "I don't know. It's better if you talk to the boss himself." That asshole! How could he give my post to Rose just like that? He didn't even inform me about it! Now what was going on in his demonic head? Leaving Tim behind and ignoring Sasha outside, I stormed inside his cabin an
I stared at the red faced woman, shocked.Some of her blonde strands fell on her forehead as her enraged brown eyes threw daggers at me."What the hell do you think you are doing, Sasha!" Pushing her off, I stood straight. "What's wrong with you?""And what the fuck do you think you're doing?" she spat.I pursed my lips, eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?"A bitter laughter left her. "So you're playing saint now? But I know what you're trying to do. Wooing the boss to climb the social ladder faster? But let me tell you, just because he's good with you, doesn't mean he will fall for you. A lot of whores like you roam around him everyday, so a bitch like you won't be able to lure him into your web."With my jaw slacked, I just watched her in astonishment. How much could someone spit out venom like that?She thought I was after her boss? But damn