“Good morning, Lucas.”His eyes are squinting because of the sunlight from the window, directly hitting his gorgeous face. Highlighting his copper eyes.He's now awake. Now that I'm about to leave.“Good morning to you too.” His voice still sounds sleepy.“You're up really early.” He continues to observe every move I make.I face the mirror beside his closet and I begin to do a slight makeup. Too bad I didn't get to do my skincare routine for the morning since I'm not in my penthouse, and that I don't have the products with me.“Yeah, I had to. I have an important meeting today.” I widened my eyes to put in some mascara. Confident that I wouldn't mess it up.“Oh, okay. But are you feeling better now? I mean, the slight fever. Is it gone?”I turn to him to answer his question. But when my eyes lay on him, all I see is a handsome and sexy man watching me get my makeup done. He's shirtless, and he's watching me with his arm supporting his head.He's posing like I'm about to paint him, an
“Are you sure about this?”The hesitations that Kevin is currently having right now is audible through the sound of his voice.I'm not going to back down now. Bryce needs to stop pestering me and the people that work for me.Isn't he tired of playing games?“Kevin, we have to do this before he can even succeed doing his next step. Before he can make another employee betray and leave me.”Truthfully, I am now doubting that Kevin is entirely loyal to me. I'm starting to think that maybe this isn't the first time that Bryce had contacted him, and this is a part of their plan.I have to make sure that Kevin wouldn't notice that I'm doubting him.“I'm done waiting for the right time to strike back, Kevin. He can't delay my plan; I don't want to risk it.”I sit on my swivel chair as I focus on my laptop. I'm going through the old connections that had given me help years ago. The friends and partners that had vowed to get me through every shot that Bryce could aim to hit me.I want to pull s
“What happened?”Instead of going to my penthouse, I am now in my brother's villa. The whole ride all the way here was quite long because it's far from the city.“Do you want to drink something?”Wine!Yeah, right. I'm not going to be deceived by that. No alcohol for me for a month.If... I can take it. Can you imagine a month of not drinking?“Thanks for asking. A glass of water will be nice.”We're now in the kitchen of his villa, and it's oddly bigger than my bedroom. This isn't my first time here, but I somehow forgot that his place was this huge.He places a glass of cold water for me on the counter just beside my hand. I'm sitting on a stool and he's leaning his hips near the door leading to his back lawn.“How was your day with him? Did he change at all after five years?”Oh, there it is. I swear, if this conversation is going to turn out to be about my personal life and choices, I will leave even if it means that I need to walk a few miles to reach the highway.“Trudy, I don't
“You're boosting my confidence even more, sis.”My brother takes his shirt off before taking a quick dive in the pool.Oh, damn. I wish I could swim. That's the only thing that I could envy someone else for.“I'm just telling you the truth. You know, what I can observe from my point of view.”He shakes his head to get rid of the water that managed to enter his ears. “Alright, then. Perhaps, we're just on the same side. That's why your point of view miraculously aligns with mine.” He made a heavy emphasis on the word ‘miraculously’, and that made it seemed like we never agreed on something.“Anyway, I saw your campaign ad for Calvin Klein.” Trudy's lips suddenly form a genuine and proud smile that I immediately take as a compliment. “It was all over Las Vegas. Hell, the marketing is so intense. I've never had a partnership like that. I bet you were paid a lot.” The way that my brother is talking is similar to how I talk when I can't believe that such things could be possible.It's like
After lunch, my brother and I continued to talk about his one and only true love. He once again offered to drink liquor, but I had to force myself to fight the urge of wanting to drink. I have to take a break from drinking. It's for my own good.Yeah, right. I'm going to go clubbing with Lucas, yet I'm avoiding alcoholic drinks?How can I beat the temptation if I'm exposing myself in front of it?The talk that I had with my brother was quite long. There were a lot of things that he wanted me to know. Things that he had been keeping from me and from our own parents for years now. Things that held his truth and emotions captive.Things that made him feel afraid.He indeed was needing me. He has no one else to turn to.I left my brother's villa with a promise that I will never tell anyone else about everything that he told me. And I'm not even expecting him to do the same. I don't care if he starts telling other people about how stupid I am for letting Lucas back into my life. I don't ca
The exact location of the club is at the topmost floor of the building. And it's almost ten o'clock, yet I'm still inside my car.Uncertain of what to do.Out of all the clubs in Chicago, why did they decide to settle on this one? Why does the location has to be the number one problem? I haven't even stepped inside, yet I'm already dealing with this shit.So, what am I going to do now? Am I going in? Or am I going to back out? I don't want to keep Lucas waiting. But at the same time, I also don't want to let myself walk inside the devil's lair.If I do, my brother will definitely pester me about it again. It will be all over the internet, and it will make headlines. They are going to waste their time thinking what could I be doing inside the club that Mr. Bryce fucking Tryst owns.But despite those consequences, there's really nothing else to consider. There are no consequences that are heavier than it. I mean, my family is not going to disown me for having fun in a club where I'm not
“You know most of them?” Lucas questions me as we both sit on the leathered furniture surrounding the table in the middle.The furniture is circular, and we are sitting on the left side where no one else is sitting with us. They are all in front of us.“Yeah, I know most of them. Schyler and Sylvester are friends of my cousin, Harvey. And then, Isequel is, well, let's just say that I know him.”I don't know how else I'm going to shrug the confusion within me. I have no idea how to treat Isequel when he's a friend of both Conrad and Bryce. For pete's sake! Why is Conrad so friendly?“Okay. If you want to put it that way, then, it'll be that way.” Lucas grins at me before kissing my cheek without a warning.My cheeks immediately heat up.“I think I'm about to be tipsy.” His breath is touching the surface of my face, and I can smell the rum that he's drinking. “I've been fighting it since earlier. These guys seem so tough.” He continues to talk as my eyes just focus on his lips. There a
“Well, you guys look like you had so much fun.”Lucas and I are now back in our seats, and Isequel here decided to acknowledge us.I still don't know how to deal with him.“Yeah.” Lucas answers for us, which actually calms a part of me. My system is refusing to say a single word to Isequel. “Why didn't you bring your girlfriend? I was expecting that everybody will have a date tonight.” Lucas takes another bottle of rum, and he opens it to drink straight from the bottle.I lost count of the bottles of rum that he had opened to consume.“Oh, wait. She's your girlfriend?” Isequel meaningfully flashes his smile at Lucas. And this man beside is about to lose his shit because of what he's drinking. I don't know why, but that's what my gut is telling me.To answer Isequel's question, Lucas just smiles at Isequel too. Probably doesn't know what to say. It's a good thing because it's a strong sign that I'm not going home tonight trying to carry a drunken man.“There's no clear label.”There. I