Chelsea's standpoint "Like what you see?" I averted my eyes to the direction of the voice. Anderson was leaning on the front side of his desk with arms folded and a playful smile playing on his lips. The light from the ceiling reflected in his eyes, making his eyes sparkle. I bit my lower lip as I remembered those pink lips of his kissed mine. "Good morning, Mr. Kenley," I rolled my eyes around to suppress the wicked blush, "just admiring the place. My brother—" "Will die for it, I know." He continued to look at me with amusement. "What?" "Nothing, just amused," "What's with the security code and the double-sided elevator?" "Oh, it's a private elevator system Mordecai installed for us. Each one of us has it, our offices are designed in a similar pattern, us copying from him," "Does Mordecai do everything for you guys?" "He's the wealthiest and he loves freaking out over our safety like some paranoid older brother," he shrugged. I realized I was just standing there with his box
Sinead's standpoint "You better fix this horrible spot on my face before I break you in half! This better not show because I need to look my best for my fianceé!" I shouted at the makeup artist. It was finally time for the long-awaited birthday gala of Mordecai, that rich hunk. I can never get over the regret of choosing Landon over him, I should have been with him. The shock when he was revealed as the new CEO of G-Steel was still in me. I couldn't go back, he hated me already. For years, the regret had eaten me up. Finally, hope smiled on me when his grandfather came to my parents and asked them if I could be his fianceé and marry him before the end of a month. We gladly accepted, I boldly accepted because I knew he wouldn't be able to reject me. Sure his grandfather said that they made a deal, if he could present his fianceé today, then he wouldn't marry me. But if he can't, he's stuck with me. I know Mordecai, he was like a monk and hadn't gotten over me. He loved me to madness
Sinead's standpoint How the hell did they know each other? I made sure Mordecai never set his eyes on her when we were dating. I knew even then that if he had met her, he would have fallen for her charming personality and her so-called kindness. Keeping them away from each other was the hardest but best thing I ever did in my entire life, so how does he know her? Or maybe I'm reading the situation wrong. Yes, definitely. Glenda went on her knees between his legs and took his left hand. I always wondered what kind of gift she had. She could detect what was wrong with someone's health just by checking their pulse. It didn't work all the time, but most times it did. It wasn't just her, I remember well that her father and his brother could do the same, only that her father, having studied medicine, was better. Father said it was a Newton kind of gift, just like her hypnotizing eyes and soothing aura. It was hereditary from mother to daughter. It was ridiculous but real and Glenda perfec
Autumn's standpoint I removed the surgical gloves with a heavy sigh, that was one of my most stressful surgeries. I don't know how the hell a pin got involved in the surgery, but it certainly caused a huge problem for Carter. Hopefully, he will regain consciousness. I threw the gloves on the tray and pulled the surgical mask off too. "Clean him up, and this time, no mistakes." "Yes, doctor." I nodded and walked out while pulling off my surgical gown. I walked out of the theater to the waiting room. Jake and Jasmine stood up immediately, their mother was asleep. "The surgery was successful, but his waking up is not up to me. He'll be under oxygen support until he can regain consciousness. I don't know when he will wake up, but at least it is two weeks." "What if it goes past two weeks?" Jasmine asked fearfully. "We still hope that he wakes up. I will stay with him for a week, then have my team move him over to Washington where I can keep a close eye on him." "Does it mean we will
Landon's standpoint "Mr. Timberlake, you have a visitor, a certain Miss Sinead West," my secretary announced through the intercom. I furrowed my brows, I hadn't seen Sinead since I ditched her. "Should I let her in?" "Yes," I leaned back on my chair and stroked my chin. Why would Sinead visit me after so many years? It was strange and again, worth being curious about. I owed her nothing, even if she helped me get what I wanted. Staying with her or any other woman was dangerous, all they want is money and power. Sinead is manipulative, but when it came to me, I did the manipulating. The door opened and she sashayed in, dressed like the cheap slut she was and obviously still is. What made me choose her then was because I knew Mordecai would easily fall for her, she was his type, exactly his type. Sinead had an innocent-looking face, one that would never make you suspect her. She had a personality he also liked and that made her perfect. Too bad his taste had changed and his trust wal
Andy's standpoint I parked my car in the parking lot, killed the engine, and jumped out. Aaron parked his motorcycle beside my car. He climbed off the bike and took off the helmet. I ran towards the building, heading straight to the reception. Delaney was there pacing around and muttering. "Laney," I called worriedly. She turned to me and sighed with relief. "What is wrong with him? What did Landon do?" "Autumn related, Mordecai didn't take it well and now I am a hundred percent sure he has destroyed his office. You have to check on him, you know no one can get there through the elevator or the stairs. Jaxon is at the staircase leading to his office, the huge security door still requires a passcode and we don't know what it is." "Come on," Aaron, who just joined us, said. Aaron was closer to Mordecai, he would always listen to Aaron's advice. Next was me, before Jaxon. He headed in the direction of the staircase, and I followed behind him with Laney. "Do we have to climb all these
Autumn's standpoint "Shit!" I sat up and called Doctor Sullivan. "Good evening, sir," "Good evening, ma'am, is there any problem?" "Can I trust you to watch my patient until my team can move him to Washington DC? There's an emergency, I have to return to Washington tomorrow morning," "Of course, thank you for giving me one more chance," "Yeah, just don't blow it. I will drop by the hospital before I leave. Thank you, sir," I hung up and called my new pilot. "Good evening, Ms. Newton," "Guy, can you get the jet ready tomorrow morning?" "What time?" "As early as a.m., can you?" "Sure thing, miss," "Thank you, goodnight," I hung up and called Chelsea. "Figured it out yet?" "Landon Timberlake, the evil stepbrother of Mordecai," "Shit, that's a mess. Are you d…" "No! Never! It must be a misunderstanding. I am flying back to Washington tomorrow morning. Sullivan will have to care for Carter in the meantime. Is that okay?" "Of course, come get your guy," "You are crazy," I la
Autumn's standpoint I remained dazed as he breathed into my face, his forehead resting on mine. After our long breathtaking make-out, he placed his forehead on mine and remained that way for minutes, leaving me to catch my breath and ponder senselessly over what happened. His hands remained on my hips where they were when he broke the kiss. My dress had crumpled up, almost exposing my panties. His eyes were closed and his breathing was calm, much calmer than mine. I had never been as confused as I was at that moment. I was dumbfounded by everything that happened. Not just because he was one hell of a kisser, but because the kiss was the best one I had ever had and that's saying something because these lips of mine have met a lot of others. Memories of the long makeout replayed in my head. The way his tongue guided mine, the passion that flowed from him to me, the way his hands skillfully kneaded my ass, the way they gripped my hips, and the way our bodies merged as one. Even with our