With much compromise, Benedict eventually received his phone back in an undamaged state but at the price of being forced to sit on the far end of the table to be placed "as far away from Ms. Jane as possible," as per Liam's request.Liam and I sat on either side of Jane on the other end of the table. But then my mother insisted on sitting close to her "grandbaby" and plopped down next to Liam before he could even protest, leading to the rest of my family sitting to the right of Liam while Cassy's family made do with the leftover seats next to me.To say the least, the assignments of seats caused much more hassle than it really needed to. But at least everything seemed to calm down once dinner started.Between my mother and her friend, Mellisa, there was no issue with any awkward silences as they quickly filled up the room with their lively chatter, even pulling in Benedict's preppy personality once he stopped sulking and started asking Jane random questions here or there.Not giving m
I watched as Jane tugged on the sleeves of her outfit for the n-teenth time today... Pulling on the end of her sleeves... Smoothing out her skirt... Patting her hair down... Checking the mirror..."Are you sure it's alright?"I nodded as I held out a cup of green tea for her. "Why are you so worriedly about your outfit, love? We're only meeting with the interior designer."She sighed as she took one last glance at her outfit before walking over to me. Accepting the cup from me, she confessed, "I want to look good, so she won't think poorly of you for taking in such a shabby-looking fiancée. We're not meeting with just any designer... You picked the top of the top, the Haraya Maltiem, and I just know that a whole new chain of gossip will come up when people find out that you are moving in with someone like me..."So she was still feeling insecure about herself...I had been trying to boost her self-confidence, constantly showering her with compliments and reminding her that she was mor
"Place that box on the third floor. The ones over there should be in the library. But place one in the study." I watched as my bodyguards shuffled about the front of our new home, helping us move our new furniture and items to different rooms. Since it was too dangerous to let any random mover help us with this process in fear of our new address being leaked to the public, I had to ask my entire fleet of bodyguards to come with me out of the city to help with unpacking. It was barely even 9 o'clock in the morning, and I was already getting annoyed from having to instruct all these people, wanting nothing more than to huddle in an isolated space with my angels, away from all these people. Though I managed a ginormous enterprise with hundreds of thousands of employees, I truly disliked being stuck around large crowds, enough so that my small fleet of 20 helpers was already making me feel suffocated. The only thing that was keeping me from fleeing was the sight of Jane and Liam playi
"Achilles, do you want salmon for dinner tonight? They're having a sale today." "...""It looks like it's still in pretty good quality, so maybe we can have it simply grilled with some pepper and lemons. What do you think?" "..." "Achilles?" "..." Jane spun around with two packages of salmon in her hand with a huff, "Achilles, stop sulking and help me pick one! I don't want Liam to be able to find any reason to avoid eating his fish again." I begrudgingly walked up to her and randomly plucked one of the packages out of her hand, tossing it into the cart. "I still don't understand why we have to grocery shop in person. We could've ordered online for it to be delivered and stayed in bed longer." She rolled her eyes and tugged me along by my arm. "You shouldn't rely so much on delivery. And cuddling in bed isn't the only way to spend quality time together. I like going grocery shopping with you. I get to learn about what you like and don't like to eat." "You could've just asked m
"Achilles, you need to get up. You're going to miss your flight at this rate."I groaned and tightened my arms, burying my head deeper into my plush pillow. "I'm serious, Rafael. You already ignored your last two alarms." I grumbled incoherently, still mostly half asleep as I nuzzled up against my pillow."Achilles!" I begrudgingly cracked an eye open to look up at the owner of the voice. "Love, I'm taking my private plane. They won't leave without me." Her hair was a mess like all other mornings, completely splayed out around her head. But I still found it to be a comforting sight to wake up to every morning, She pouted as I propped my head up on her stomach, my previous personal sleeping pillow, "Still... Joseph said that I shouldn't let you talk your way out of going. He told me that you have a dinner meeting tonight in France that you can't miss." I groaned and buried my face back into her stomach, cursing Joseph on the inside for getting to me through my fiancée. She gentl
"Ms. Jane?" "Yes, Liam?" "Mr. Rafael is coming back in a few days, right?" "Mhm, he said that he only had two more branches to check up on and might even come back a day earlier than originally planned.""Oh..." He fiddled with the corner of his page, making me look up from my book in curiosity."Why do you ask?" "Um... There's something that I want to give him for Christmas, but I'm not sure if he would like it..." I raised an eyebrow, having never seen him so unsure of himself before. I knew that Achilles and Liam didn't exactly get off to the best start, but they had grown so close over the last few months that any passersby would've automatically assumed them to be a biologically related father-son pair. Liam rarely did anything without wondering about what Achilles would think of it nowadays. I closed my book and walked over to him, wrapping my arms around him as I joined him in his cozy nest of a cushioned chair. Hugging his little body I reassured him, "I'm sure he would
"Mrs. Cordova, I appreciate the effort, but I'm not sure if this would make an appropriate present..." "Nonsense, sweetheart! I'm sure he would be more than delighted to see you in something like this as a little Christmas present." She waved my words off as she spun me around to face the mirror in the fitting room. I nervously tugged at the hem of a very short and very see through light lavender baby doll outfit that just barely reached the edge of my bottom. Intricate lacing lined the edges of the cups and the hems of the outfit, elegantly just barely covering up my private parts but revealing all else. I tried very hard to change Mrs. Cordova mind, but once her mind was made up, she was set on seeing it through and dragged me all the way to a tiny boutique specializing in unique pieces of lingerie. Luckily, I managed to send Liam away to a nearby coffee shop to wait with his tablet before Mrs. Cordova arrived at the shop.It was already embarrassing enough that Mrs. Cordova was
"Mr. Rafael won't make it back today?" The sparkle in Liam's eyes died out almost immediately at the news. I knew he was trying to hide his disappointment with a blank expression, but I could tell he wasn't as unaffected as he was trying to be. His gaze dropped down to the papers in his hand, the packet of adoption papers that he wanted to gift to Achilles for Christmas. His fingers crinkled the edges of his papers as he bit onto his lower lip, lost in thought. It tore at my heart to see him so crestfallen. I tried to reach out to him, trying to explain to him, "It's snowing too hard in New York for him to fly in today. His crew said they wouldn't be able to take off until the storm passed and they got an okay from the landing site." But he only wordlessly pulled away from my outstretched hand. He nodded solemnly as he pulled the thick packet to his chest. He replied softly, "It's okay... I understand... It's not safe... I can always give it to him later, even if it's not Christma