Dalia's POV I had just stepped into the hallway that led to my office when my personal assistant ran towards me with glee. You see, Isaiah eventually found out that his girlfriend was being mistreated in her working place. He asked her to quit immediately and as luck would have it, I was in need of someone who would assist me. Isaiah had submitted his girlfriend's work profile and I saw how efficient she was. Unfortunately, she wasn't recognised by the director. Isaiah taught his girl well. I frowned when she pointed at the basket of fruits and flowers. Then a letter came to view. "What is this?" I didn't collect the letter because I was a bit worried. What if it was from a secret admirer in this office? It would be weird to receive this from Eros. The smile on Tracy's face slowly wiped off. Her shoulders slumped. "Just check who it is." She tried again and something told me she opened the letter. Her character wa
I shrugged. If I had one on me, I would waste no time in draping it around her shoulders. "I wish I had one. You look ravishing. Always."She scoffed with a ridiculous look on her face. It has become a habit now. She never believed what I said. "Yeah right. I know you are horny, but you should keep it low.""Does anyone know you are this rude?" I mocked. I doubted anyone knew this side of her. And I am glad there is someone who shares my sarcastic side. Whenever we are alone, she always has a comeback.It was both annoying and amusing."Emily knows, which is why she never provokes me as much as you do." She clicked the roof of her mouth in annoyance. I know I am an asshole. Everyone knows me as a jerk, and I love being the indifferent one.It helped me look past my insecurities. Who would think the great and mighty Eros West was insecure? He managed to pull away from his influential family and make a name for himself.Everyone wants to hear his success story, but no one wants to go th
"I don't tolerate Betty," I defended, a little hurt that she was saying that about me. I will let her know that I care for a lot of people in my life. No, scratch that. I don't. If I truly cared, I would have taken the triplets under my wing. I would have called Athena every day to ask her about the process of her divorce. I would have taken care of her. We should have one as a family.If I truly cared, Echo wouldn't have to be a therapist. She needed help, yet proffered help to others. Look at the silly guy she ended up with! He can barely stand his ground in the presence of my parents. So miserable. I would have set up blind dates for her despite everything. She too was a victim of a perfectionist upbringing.If I truly cared, I would have followed Ajax. Post pictures of him and I having drinks together. That man was lonely. He felt that cracking jokes about his family made him special. He needed a woman in his life.Of course, he has a son. A son he hasn't told Hector and Gaia abou
Dalia's POV.I stopped humming.Poor Eros.Poor Eros.Poor Eros. I wish it didn't have to be like this. We are supposed to be seated, sharing memories together. But instead, He chose to share painful memories with me. It is a pity. Really."Icarus showed my parents his plans to become an athlete. Guess what he chose? A damn wrestler." Eros spat bitterly. He didn't even wait for me to answer his questions before answering them himself. He must be really in pain.From the corner of my eyes, I watched his relaxed position. The way he placed both arms at the back of his head so they acted like cushions. His left leg crossed the right and he seemed content sitting with me and telling me everything.I mean, I asked the question first. I didn't expect him to reply to me as usual. Then he started talking about his siblings. "Why are you so angry? What's wrong with being a wrestler?"Eros frowned. "He is a coward and a coward can't be a wrestler."I nodded my head like I agreed with his unlogi
Eros clapped his hands. "I bet you enjoyed the show. Watching me act like I care. See? That's why I am like this. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. My parents are perfectionists. They hate when something easy isn't up to standard and they use their children as a weapon to get what they want. They unknowingly planted hatred among us. We have kept it all to ourselves until you decided to pole around. They were all waiting for the one person to give them a push. Hector and Gaia will never forgive themselves for the pain they have caused us. Even if they try to amend the relationship, it won't be the same. They will be alone now." He ended the speech like the sayings of an old wise man.I gulped hard because he will be expecting me to say something better than he has said. I mean what can I say that will beat the ridiculous acts of his family members towards him. He must have been traumatized whenever he saw his siblings fight for power. He must have said to himself. One day, I wi
Dalia's POVTracy greeted me with another letter at my desk and when I asked her about it, she shrugged. Sighing, I drew one of the letters from the stack. I am really going to do this huh…The first paper was pink in color. Classic romance. My mind drifted to the conversation the both of us had at the pool. Something told me he was the one who sent these letters because how else can you explain it? He opened up to me last night!I hope we remain good together. It would be a shame for the both of us to separate after the talk last night. I opened the paper to read.Dear Dalia,Roses are red,Sky is blue,Of them all,I love you.My cheeks became suddenly hot and I folded the letter. What was that? It was the most cliche thing I have ever heard. Couldn't he find better pick up lines? I chuckled at the thought of him researching just to make me happy. His serious face and all…I couldn't hold the laughter. Imagining Eros writing down these words was hilarious. I guess I must have laughe
I opened the cap of the board marker. "Your team spirit." I wrote on the board.They all 'o' ed and I was once again the spotlight. "Every fashion company doesn't see technology as the fastest way to make money. But the economy is built on it. Would you like to come to a company to buy your clothes or order from the comfort of your homes?"They all replied the obvious."Good. Everyone would like to order from their homes right? But is that all? What about sizes? Heights? The correct shoe size? Body shape? Are you going to order that too?"Another raised his hands. "It's simple, I can easily input those things when I am placing the order. It is left for the company to give me what I want."I shook my head at his reply. He wasn't right and he wasn't wrong. I turned to the board again, drawing the outcome plan arrows I had seen online. "Good. But what if you aren't given what you wanted? What about those who aren't well versed in English? How are they going to type in their preference? W
Dalia's PoV"I miss you even now." Jeffery muttered and I could see how much he did. His eyes held so much regret. I nearly laughed at the irony. He looked around. "But look how well you have done. You are handling a team now and I can tell it wasn't easy getting here."I chuckled at his assumption. Of course it wasn't easy even as the wife of a billionaire. Eros would never give it to me if he knew I was going to mess it up. I just took up the position to make myself relevant. The fact I am pregnant doesn't mean I am immobile. The earlier Eros and Betty get it into their head, the better."I am married to Eros West," I choose to say instead. "How hard did you think it was?"Jeffrey clapped his hands in appreciation. "Bullshit. You don't like privileges. Remember the time I hired you? You asked me a million times why."I grinned as I recalled those times too. It wasn't far from then but I relished those days when I worked with Jeffrey and got to travel to different places. "Heavily pr