LESLIE'S POV“Leslie, I’m so sorry,” Travis' apology doesn’t make any sense when he has just told me the disaster that has happened. I stare back at him in a mixture of worry and confusion, waiting for an explanation that doesn’t come because his phone begins to blow up with calls and messages. He
I grab my purse, prepared to walk out of the office with Dianne but the door swings open before we can reach it and Travis walks in. My mouth drops open as I take him in. He looks dishevelled and nothing like the typical businessman I was with earlier that afternoon. His usually gelled hair is now
KIAN’S POVI heard about the fire in my uncle’s warehouse two days after it happened. Such a disaster would have made the news the instant it happened but with my uncle’s influence, it was kept under wraps and away from the news. It’s a typical business move to protect his company and I probably wo
“Take off your clothes. All of them.” I command. “Bossy, I like it.” She smirks and takes off everything until she stands before me naked. My eyes run over her naked body and I wait for the first spark of arousal that never comes. Instead, I picture someone else’s naked body. Leslie. I shake my he
KIAN’S POV “There he is!” My mother beams, going round the dinner table to meet my uncle halfway. She pulls him into a hug which he returns reluctantly, his arms enveloping my mother’s smaller frame. “I am so sorry about your warehouse, Travis.” My mother says after pulling away but my uncle merel
“Why not? People do it all that time. It’s just a baby mom, please stop making a big deal out of it.” That seems to enrage her even more as she looks at me like she’s considering smacking me on the head. “That is disrespectful to the innocent girl you knocked up, Kian and I am glad she isn’t here t
LESLIE'S POVThe design team general office is a mess today just like it has been in the past two days since the disaster happened. Voices rise above each other as several calls are getting made within seconds of each other. The office landline phones ring for barely a second, get answered and are
“The word must have spread.” Someone on my team, a young blonde woman called Renee, breaks the silence on the table since we got here. I stare at my food, having had a taste and feeling nothing but blandness that makes me lose my appetite.“How the hell did it get out? Only the people on our team kn