AVA Nicole had bombarded her with questions the rest of the night. There were no words to explain how she felt after hearing Richard say those words to her. She just couldn't say anything to Nicole because she wasn't sure about what had happened. He can't mean that. He was just pulling her legs, right? When she'd trailed him with her eyes at the event, or when their eyes clashed over the heads, there was this twinkle in them even when another woman was hanging off his arm and wouldn't stop whispering into his ear and smiling. They looked so good together, Ava acknowledged. She didn't have to lie about that part. Prince charming to his Cinderella, except Simone was no Cinderella. She had watched in earnest when he'd made his donation, his eyes on her through out his sincere speech. It sent jitters down her spine and his eyes on her melted something in her. He'd held her gaze when it was all over and he had to leave. With Simone, of course.
RICHARD Richard couldn't believe it himself. He had not meant to go about things that way, like spilling the bean like that. That had taken a lot of thinking. But, he wasn't regretting anything. Infact, he felt at peace with himself that he said it sooner than later. From the way she had responded to him, he was sure they had the same feeling. He knew she felt the same way. Even as she kept denying it, he knew she felt the same. It would cost him a lot to keep her. As he got closer to his bedroom, he began to question his decision and weigh his options. A lot could wrong. A lot could go wrong, he mulled. Simone was in the closet, when he entered the room. She was pulling on another shirt, a white shirt this time, while letting the black one lie on the floor. "You're finally here." Simone said, her voice still laced. Richard didn't reply, he just stalked over to her side and gathered her hair out of the collar of the shirt. She tu
AVA One of the wonders of the world should be this moment. At this point. In this heat. Ava couldn't believe that she was pressed against the counter, with Richard's fingers in her hair and his mouth taking hers in a heated kiss. Totally one of the wonders of the world! She'd almost kicked herself when the moan escaped her throat, but she was too immersed in the moment to do anything. Rather, she moaned some more. Stupid! Maybe at her funeral, the priest will say; here lies the body of the girl who went from the kitchen into the boss's arms. She found herself leaning in for more of him. Their lips collided and meshed together with a hunger she'd never felt before. The wheels in her head was running on their own accord. She just couldn't control or hold herself from wanting more. Her hands slid up his arms and spanned his lean, strong muscles. This was bound to happen. It was in the air around them, it just took a while to realize it. She groaned when he suddenly released her f
RICHARD Time flies. That's what Richard realized five days later. He hadn't had much time to revisit what had transpired between him and Ava in the kitchen. The hug. The kiss. The heat. There were projects that needed his attention so he had barely been home. He left very early and only got home later in the night. Late enough that he'd missed Ava. Again. He had dinner that Taylor had served him and he'd had a bath and retired to his home office. He sat in his Study and shuffled through blueprints and documents that were scattered over his desk. He needed to go make propositions for landed properties for the next few weeks so he needed to get everything ready and in order. He was still sorting the papers when the door creaked open and Taylor came into view. "Taylor," he muttered, sparing a second to look at her face that was peering into the Study. He returned his attention to the documents. "Do you have a minute?" She asked, still standi
RICHARD Taylor had taken things in good faith. Richard wasn't expecting her reaction to the information. Infact, she had taken it better than he thought. If there was anything, she seemed super excited about it. That was okay with Richard but he still told her to keep things between them. He wanted to be the one to let things out in the open when it'll get to that. At least, that'll be the right thing to do. It might get messy if word got out and the media got hold of it. He can't risk that. Ava might not handle it well. He'd lived in the eyes of the media for a very long time to know how brutal they could get just for a scoop. He stood at the mirror and was buttoning up his white crisp shirt when Taylor entered and stood behind him. Her hair was tied in an unruly mass and bunched on top of her hair. Her eyes still looked drowsy but she was fully awake. She stood at the door way of the closet and leaved against the door jamb. "Good morni
AVA Ava stood there smiling sheepishly to herself. She had worried that Taylor might come and see them in a conspicuous position, but that wasn't for long since Richard had left and Taylor didn't show. Glancing down at the two sandwiches on the plate, she realized there was still so much she didn't know about him. Like another world of mysteries around him. Not the dark kind though. He was so handsome when she had turned and found him standing there. His streaking white hair and beards were his features that Ava was sure, she was never going to get tired of. Was she ever going to get tired at all? And where did the naive Ava disappear to? She'd even said 'me too' when he'd asked they talk when he got back. She was doing a lot of things she'd never thought that she'd ever do. Taking hold of the now warm coffee, she poured it into the sink, washed it and replaced it. He'd kissed her and she'd allowed it because she realized she missed him t
RICHARD It wasn't the thought that Ava would be waiting for him, that had Richard literally running home. It was more about the fact that he couldn't wait to see her. Aside his daughters, he'd never been so anxious to see someone. Infact, there were lots of things he was sure he'd outgrown. But recently, he wasn't sure anymore. He found himself doing crazy stuff. He'd never cancel a meeting no matter how tired he was, but after long hours of inspection and survey, he'd told Victoria to cancel his last meeting and reschedule to a later date. All he wanted was to go home to Ava. He curled his lip in a little smile as he thought of how poetic it sounded. Home to Ava. Things were getting fast, he thought as he sat in the cool interior of his car and looked out through the window as Henry sped past the bright lights. That was one of the days he appreciated the bright lights. Even as the cars sped and weaved through traffic, slowing and stepping on
AVA Ava had taken it all in good faith when Simone had sent her on her way. She was sad but wasn't angry or upset. Simone, was obviously marking her territory. Ava was just the hired help. That, was clear enough. Maybe, it was her accepting of the backlash in good faith was the problem. It didn't prepare her for the shock when she returned to work in the morning and found Simone still there. It confused Ava. The last time they talked, he went home with the woman. He said they would talk last night, though she had left, he did it again. It was very confusing for Ava at that moment. Simone was at the counter again, sipping from a cup and Ava guessed it was coffee. "You're here." Simone acknowledged with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Ava knew there was never going to be a mutual accommodation between both of them, but she smiled back at her. "Good morning. I'm sorry I didn't get here on time to make you coffee." Ava amended. "It's oka