Valerie's POVA noise wakes me up. I flutter my eyes open instantly, to see the lights still on. Ryan didn't switch them off before going to sleep on the couch and I didn't do the same before sleeping off.Wondering what noise woke me up, I try to sit upright but my shoulders hurt badly. Then, I remember.I was attacked last night and I just had a dream. My desire to know who really attacked me led me to have this horrible dream.I was seeing faces but three faces were familiar. One was Fred's. The second was Brenda and the third was nameless.I have no idea where I know her from but I am sure she is someone that I know. I was seeing more of these three faces and I was so sure one of them was responsible for last night's attack.Now that I am awake, I am so sure that none of these people are responsible because the culprit seemed to be going his way before he saw a good opportunity to rob me since I was all alone on the empty street.Sighing heavily, I step down slowly from the bed,
Ryan's POVValerie's sleeping face is the first thing that meets my eyes the moment I open them. She looks peaceful and beautiful. Her full lips are attractive and it reminds me of the brief kiss we shared the other night.She doesn't look close to that iron-fist stone-hearted, the argumentative woman I know her to be. She is like a sleeping beauty goddess.My gaze shifts slowly to her exposed cleavage and I gulp and quickly look away. Suddenly, I step down from the bed so I can go take a bath before going to work.It's morning already. Even without an alarm, I usually wake up at exactly 6 am or a few minutes past 6 am so I can get ready for work.I don't bother to check the time before going into the bathroom to have a bath. After brushing my teeth, I get into the shower.As the hot water grazes down my whole body from my hair, my mind keeps going back to last night and also Valerie.I can't take my head off that exposed skin of hers and also last night when she held my hands, claim
Valerie's POVYawning and stretching, my left hand touches the space beside me and I open my eyes to see that Ryan is gone.He was here all through the night and he slept soundly. He must have gone to work.Suddenly, my stomach rumbles loudly and I groan and get up. My shoulder still hurts a lot and I guess I am this hungry because of the medicines from last night.I wear the flip-flop beside the bed and move out of the room, still yawning loudly without any care in the world.Last night, I felt like hell. But today, I feel a lot better even though the pain is very much in existence.However, I have decided not to think too deeply about what transpired last night. I figured out that thinking about it was what made me have that dream. A dream is a figment of imagination as a result of human thoughts. This is my dad's definition of a dream.There is absolutely no use thinking about it when the deed has been done already. He is just a mere robber who wanted to rob me of my possessions,
Ryan's POVFather is about to go home when I enter his office without knocking. His secretary had already told me they were going out but I really can not let this wait till some other time.I also have a lot to do back in the office which is why I decided to come here straight instead of going back to the office from my out-of-office meeting.He steps back to allow me in, his gaze firmly fixed on mine.Realizing that I haven't greeted him, I say slowly. "Good morning, Father.""Why are you here?" He demands instead of replying to my greeting and offering me a seat.I take a seat without his permission and without answering his question.A lot of questions keep popping up in my head that I haven't found answers to. Apart from the fact that I want to do this for Valerie's sake, I am doing this because of the curiosity consuming my whole existence.I want to know why. I want to know what is wrong."I asked why you are here, Ryan. I have a meeting in the next thirty minutes and I have to
Valerie's POVThe sound of screeching tires snaps me out of my reverie and I stop chewing on the doughnut in my hand.I slept this evening after eating an early dinner and I woke up around 10 pm feeling hungry again and also to see that Ryan is not back home.He usually comes back late but not back after 10 pm is extremely late. He was deeply concerned about me last night so it won't be bad to be concerned about him today too.I called him before coming downstairs but he didn't pick up.I sit up from the sofa in the living room after dropping the doughnut back on the plate on the center table. I approach the front door to see if it is him. Before I get there, the front door opens and he walks casually in with his briefcase and his blazers hanging on his shoulder.He doesn't notice my presence until I cough slightly. He stares up at me and smiles."Why are you smiling?" I throw him a cold glare with my arms folded across my bosom.He shakes his head and walks past me. "Nothing.""Why
Ryan's POVValerie has been ignoring me for over a week now, ever since I told her I wasn't in support of her telling my mother that she was pregnant without my permission.Mother has been over the moon because of the news. Everyone now knows that Valerie is pregnant.Whenever I have the intention of resolving this conflict between us, I always find her curled up in bed, leaving the couch for me to sleep on.I got the maids to take another bed into the room where I sleep now. I no longer sleep on the couch but I wish I can sleep beside her on the bed.Guilt is one of the emotions I feel more ever since she came into my life. I have no idea how she manages to let me feel this way.I feel bad for what I said to her which caused her to become mad at me and I really want to apologize to her.She is just trying to help.Casually, I stroll out of her room and close the door behind me when someone bumps into me.It is Valerie and she is raising a brow at me."What were you doing in my room?"
Valerie's POVThere stands Christine Moore.My favorite guitarist.My jaws drop open fully and I turn to meet Ryan's gaze. He is smiling proudly and I find myself running into his arms.We are out of the car already. I couldn't believe my eyes so I had to come down quickly to be sure I am not seeing something wrong.Christine stands there gracefully, looking extremely handsome in a black cotton jacket on a white purple shirt. He is also wearing a pair of blue purple trousers with a brown leather belt.He is wearing matching black sneakers too. He has short wavy black hair that fits his entire outfit as he slides the guitar across his body.I realize I am still in Ryan's arms and I quickly disengage from the hug, a chuckle leaving my mouth.I have no idea how Ryan got to know about Christine and how much I love his songs but I appreciate whatever effort he has made to bring Christine here.I have always seen him on TV. When my father's business was still doing well, Brenda, Fred, and I
Ryan's POVShe is one hell of a woman.I thought she would become jealous of my question and throw a tantrum but she isn't doing any of that and I don't feel satisfied.I really don't know why I feel this way. The other day, I was so excited about the thought of having sex but here I am asking for permission from her and after getting the permission, the excitement is nonexistent.What is wrong with me?I watch as her eyes bulge open in surprise. I am as surprised as she is. I didn't mean to ask her that question but there is something at the back of my mind that I can't bring to the forefront.Something forbidden. Uncalled for. Something that shouldn't be heard of me."What?!" She exclaims again for the umpteenth time.I shrug in genuine puzzlement. I really do not know why I said that too.Suddenly, I let out a chuckle and watch her roll her eyes at me, then sigh. "You are kidding, right?"I shrug again, this time in sheer ignorance of what I am exactly doing.She let out a long his