Valerie
I groaned feeling the sunshine hurting my eyes. Turning my face to the other side I glanced at the clock to find that it was eight-thirty in the morning.
Shit, I was going to be late! I tried to get up but there was a hand around my waist holding me down.
Slowly removing Aiden’s hand from my waist I made a quick tour of the bathroom to get ready. I almost stumbled upon myself as I tried to grab clothes, the mess I had made from today's early morning trying to find something appealing to wear for Aiden needed to be cleaned up but I just left it for later on.
When I walked back into the bedroom, Aiden was awake perched up on the headrest looking at me intensely. I applied the lipstick with my eyes glued to his eyes in the mirror. I could see from the way he bit his lower lips that he was having naughty thoughts. I couldn't lie but he looked so sexy that for a second I had a thought about pouncing on him in that instant. Gathering his clothes that were scattered on the floor I threw them at him while giving him a wink and an air kiss.
"Where you off to my lady?" he asked, putting his clothes on. I forgot how sexy his voice hit off in the morning. It was panty-melting
"To the office," I pouted giving him a sad smile before turning around to get my makeup done.
"What am I supposed to do then?” He asked as he got into his pants. I looked at him with an eyebrow raised and a tilt of my head. I was having dirty thoughts as I saw him dressing himself up.
“You know I’m technically on leave…” I knew he was just telling but deep down I was feeling guilty. I wish I could get away from work. The way he pouted I felt guilty too.
"I promise to make it up to you tonight," I said facing towards him. I knew I had to come up with something and I was sure that I would be able to think of worthy.
"How would you do it?" he questioned while grabbing me by my waist and bringing me close. Our lips were just inches apart. I could feel his breath fanning my cheeks and the way his tongue poked out wetting those lips. Yes, it was too sexy for my good.
"That’s a surprise," I whispered, kissing him which he reciprocated with the same enthusiasm.
"Now I’ve got to go," I said pulling back to which Aiden graned in denial. "See you tonight," I moved out of his embrace quickly because I was sure another minute and I would be naked. I picked up my bag from the living room and rushed to my office as my life depended on it.
I felt bad for leaving him like that but I knew Aiden could take care of himself. That man needed a break too for heaven's sake. He was always working.
Getting into work I was greeted with the sight of a cheerful Melanie, my secretary, and that too at the building gates of our office.
“You look giddy. Do we have a new assignment?” I knew her too well. Only new assignments get her so giddy especially those of which I did not know about. She has been beside me for more than three years and it was a great working relationship.
"Yes, and I’m going to hold back on this one. I'm quite excited about this one!" Her enthusiasm spoke volumes.
"Is it someone's wedding?" I asked entering the office, closely followed by Mel. Weddings were this girl's fun task. She could plan weddings all around the year and not get tired of them at all.
"Not someone's wedding. It’s Laura Witnicks's wedding! The rich heir! Everyone says she’s beautiful. She’s been signed by Dior to promote their new—," I cut her off with a raised brow and she immediately grew silent.
"Are you done with her bio, Mel?" I asked to which she just gave me a pout. She could be surely a kid sometimes.
"Yeah,” she replied.
"Now, tell me about what is on the schedule for today?" I asked, turning on my laptop.
"We have to look at plans for Evan's Corporation for their annual charity ball and submit them to Ms. Williams by tomorrow. Then we’ve got a meeting with Laura Witnick for her wedding around one in the afternoon, besides these two items you got nothing much on your schedule." She once again looked through her tablet as I gave her questioning eyes. Now something felt wrong. I was sure that I had some pretty even to cover up due to which I had been staying here day and night.
"Ms. Williams gave the Carlton party over to someone else because she wants your concentration on Laura's wedding." I almost snapped the pen in my hand as I tried to control my anger. The whole project that had my name written over it was handed over to someone else. All my hard work and I wouldn't get my name over it. I surely knew this Laura came with a huge bank account but fuck my hard work came with a lot more.
"Where is Ms. Williams?" I was going to have a little chit-chat with my boss.
"Umm," Melanie fidgeted as she stood there."She is out on two days' leave." You have got to be fucking kidding me. This was her being pure bitchy. I stared at Meanie for long five minutes before sighing in frustration.
"Go and get the files for the charity ball, and please, also my cup of regular coffee." I requested. She immediately nodded and left my office.
Wedding events, I hated to plan those especially after I was ditched over Carlton's project like this.
All they want is roses, doves, and grand ice sculptures. It was all so lovely dovey. This was not my specialty. The day went on with charity ball plans and to learn that Carlton's project had not been assigned to anyone yet. I won't let anyone take that project from me.
I was so engrossed in work that I didn't realize that it was time to meet Laura for the wedding plans.
"Mel, let's go meet Laura," I ordered her walking out of my office. We were supposed to meet her in one of her father's hotels at one in the afternoon and I was hoping that she would cancel it out at the last minute. I was not a fan of weddings. When we arrived, I waited patiently in the lobby while Mel went to reception to inform them that we were there, yet we had to wait for half an hour before we could meet up with her. what a great day I was having! Note the sarcasm.
"Valerie, she is ready to meet us in the restaurant. It’s this way," Mel led me towards the restaurant. As we made our way towards a table I could see where two good-looking women were seated. Both of them looked young and yeah they spoke money in their outfits.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Witnick," Mel greeted the woman dressed in a peach-colored dress. I could smell the expensive perfume from where I stood
"Good afternoon, you must be Valerie. It's finally great to meet you. Ms. Williams talked about you a lot," her voice was nice but she was misunderstood between me and Mel.
"No, you are getting it all wrong," Mel replied quickly. "I’m her secretary, Melanie, this is Miss Valerie," she introduced me stepping sideways as I came forward. She stared at me openly and I turned towards Melanie asking her through my eye gestures that was there something on my face.
"Oh," Were the first words that came out of her mouth as she kept on staring at me. I gave her a questioning look but she just kept on looking at me. Was something wrong with me or was it with her?
Valencia "Oh, I'm sorry," she paused taking another look at me. "It's just you look so similar to me. We both have dark blonde hair and our facial features are a lot too similar. Except for our eyes and maybe nose too, but we could easily pass as sisters!" There was no denying the fact that her voice was sweet and she had a childlike personality. "Oh, that's nice,” I said, a bit taken aback. We were similar looking but it wasn’t a big thing or was it? Makeup could turn anyone into anything, there was no big deal in this. "I’m really sorry about that, have a seat," she seemed to have gotten on the fact that I was feeling a bit uncomfortable. She was generous and overly happy, maybe it was all because of her being a bride-to-be. Taking a seat, we ordered some light snacks and tea. The other woman was her assistant and spoke only when required. "So, I have heard a lot about your work, and from what I could gather you’re one of the best event planners out there." She looked at some
Valerie The sweet smell of pancakes and coffee woke me. I couldn't think of any other nice way to wake up. I rolled to the other side of my bed to find Aiden not there but the pillow smelled like his cologne. Burying my face into the pillow I just inhaled his scent smiling happily. I could hear the clanking of the utensils and I knew it was time for me to wake up. Forcing myself to a quick shower, I got dressed to follow the sweet scent of breakfast. When I reached the kitchen I was in for a wonderful surprise. There stood Aiden shirtless setting breakfast on the table. It looked like he already had a bath because his charcoal hair was still wet making him look sexier than ever. Standing in the doorway I admired the view. "You know I could get used to this view every day," I startled him. He really hated it when someone would sneak onto him or do something like this. Letting out a few curse words he picked up the spoon that fell down from his hand. "You know I really hate that,
Valerie "Melanie, give this file to Mrs. Williams and inform her that I have sent her the ideas for Laura's wedding. She needs to give her input on these before I present them to Laura today or I will have to reschedule," I made the last changes to the presentation before attaching it to the mail to Williams. She was the kind of woman who always liked to put things in for later and I had been the one to feel the heat for that. "Okay, anything else?" She questioned, I tried to concentrate on my work but my mind was so occupied with what had happened last morning that I almost wanted to wrap up work and vent out my feelings. "A cup of coffee please," I gave her one of my fake smiles rubbing my temples. The memories from the morning were playing on my mind like a reel in a loop. "Are you alright? This is like the fourth cup you have asked ever since you came in," I could hear the worry in her voice which seemed like a strange emotion. I had never shown any emotions that would make an
Blinking too many times I made sure that what I saw was real, that it was him. It was hard to believe my eyes that it was my father on the footpath, shivering in the cold as he lay there like a homeless person.Trying to have a closer look, I took a step towards him ascertaining that it really was him. He looked so messy but I knew that it was him. After all these years, I could still identify him with his beard all grown. He didn’t look to be in good condition as he lay on the blanket trying to cover himself with the same but there was no way I could forget him because he was the man who destroyed my family.There were so many things he had destroyed and ruined for me. My belief in love had died down because of him. The day my mother took her life, I started loathing him. It was his cheating that had forced my mother to take her life.I had hated him ever since then with every part of me. It was his entire fault. I lost her because of a shitty father and a husband like him.Things af
Another day, another morning, I woke up early. I informed my boss l about my dad being hospitalized, she let me take off for two days considering it a family emergency. There was no denying the fact that she was shocked to know that I had a father. She made it quite evident in her shock-filled gasp over the phone. Getting office out of the way I thought about what to do. I didn’t have any idea about what I was going to do with my father. All I knew was that I still had to see him, hiding wasn't an option. I made the short journey to the hospital, taking the long route and delaying as much as possible. When I entered his room I found him staring at the ceiling. I literally would have felt more relieved if he was sleeping. He didn't avert his eyes once as I settled myself on the chair beside him. It almost felt like the old days, when he never cared at all. I cleared my throat to get any reaction but none came. "Dad," I called him softly but his eyes didn't tur
The feeling of betrayal hurt me beyond control. I wanted to rip my heart out and finish it. "No," I shook my head in denial but anothetr look at my father and I knew he wasn't playing around this was really happening. There was this need inside to kill all the emotions inside me. I wished to grow numb but it was hard. I couldn't bring my mother back from the grave and ask her what made her do such a thing. Was Dad not enough for her that she decided to play around? She was the loving wife and a mother. She was my idol, my everything but now she is nothing. What happened to make her do such a thing? How could she cheat? I needed to know the truth but was afraid of letting my heart be torn apart. All these years, I cursed the wrong person that I knew as my father for my mother's death but who shall I blame it on now, myself or her? I didn't care about the cold I felt, about my phone ringing or anything else but the sorrow and pain I held in my heart. Dad sat there in front of me and
Valerie There were times when I was stubborn and my father would always tell me this letting me know that there was nothing more left to discuss. Same again this was the thing. I was told to go into my room and rest. I tried to bargain my way around it and in the end I just nodded my head in affirmation making my way to the room. I could see him happy and see that was the happiest thing for me. I was just in time to help set up the table after my relaxing shower. Dad made a very good dinner for sure with salad, a chicken dish, as I preferred, served with well-cooked vegetables. It was a shock for me to see that he still remembered things about how I liked my food. We had our dinner with talks about my present life like what I do, which college I went too and other things. We remembered the happy moments of my childhood and I was great about that. Dad apologized once again for missing out very important days in my life but I told him there was nothing to be sorry about. I was glad
Valerie "I’m sorry, Val," Dad said and my face shot up. Why was he saying sorry? He hadn't done anything. "I‘m sorry, I know you have lost your faith in love because of me. I am sorry for that—" Before he could apologize more I cut him off. "It isn't all because of you, Dad," I said fast and saw my father looking at me, his face a mask of confusion. Okay, maybe dad was right maybe I had lost my faith in love because of him but he was not to be blamed for it wholly. "I swear it was partly because of you," I said and saw his face not losing the look of guilt. "You are not be blamed for all of it, someone else put the nail in the coffin," I added. I could see once again his brows raising in confusion. "When I was in college, I fell for someone hard. My whole world revolved around that one person and I loved him with my everything and gave up all of me to him only for him to have it crush it. He just left me like that saying that we were no more together and that too on a note. I ne