“Alternative rock love songs aren’t bad, I guess…” EROS whispered into my ear and my body trembled. It felt like years had passed until the song came to an end. EROS let go of me and I breathed a long sigh of relief. “Come this way,” he said as he took my hand in his once again. He led me around and we ended up backstage. After walking through a narrow hallway, we entered a room. To my surprise the band that had just sung the love song was there. I could remember the lead singer and her outfit quite well from just now. “Wow! Max! Didn’t think you could make it,” the girl cried out in excitement when she saw EROS enter the room. “I got here just in time for your performance. The song was great,” EROS replied casually. Did she just call him ‘Max’? The girl was probably in late teens or early twenties and the way that she was beaming at EROS told me more than I needed to know about how she felt about him. She looks cute and with a lot of professional help, she might look passable
“So?” EROS replied without a care. So, he knows…“Why don’t you talk to her properly? Even if…even if you don’t like her, you should still give her a proper answer,” I said sternly. I hated to admit it, but I didn’t want to see that girl get hurt this way. She’s still too young to be disillusioned about love…“I already did,” he replied. “Huh?” I said, not understanding him at all. “I said it all in that song. If she’s too dumb to understand it, then that’s her problem,” That song…as in the song that he wrote for her performance? Unrequited love indeed…While I was standing there piecing the story together, EROS had already walked ahead of me. Why that why he wrote that song for her and her band? “EROS…” I called after him. He didn’t slow down to wait for me at all. Why does he seem so mad when I’m the one who should be feeling mad? I had no idea what was going through his head. When I finally caught up to him, I was completely breathless and panting. We were standing on an ov
While I was looking around, Brandon headed straight my way. I felt the intensity of his presence even before I saw him standing in front of me. The moment of our dreaded reunion was now upon me, and it took a lot of effort to smile pleasantly at him. If I thought that our passionate one-night stand from earlier bothered him or changed anything between us, I was sorely wrong. Brandon looked at my face wordlessly before his eyes traveled down my body all the way down to my feet and then up again. It was clear that he was appraising me and not for my looks or sex appeal. After a moment of silence, he nodded as if quite satisfied with what he was seeing. I let out a breath of relief that made me realize how nervous I had been until just now. “You look passable. I’ll get more clothes tailored for you. I’ll cover the expenses, don’t worry,” Brandon said emotionlessly. “Ok…” I mumbled softly. “Come this way,” Brandon said as he offered me a hand. My eyes widened at his unexpected gestur
There was nothing there apart from a sign bearing his name on his table that would tell the tale that Brandon was the owner of this room. This did not quite match with the memory that I had of him but then I knew best that people could change. “Sit down,” Brandon commanded as he sat down on one of the sofas. I took the seat opposite him and knew that serious business starts now. Brandon looked at me with his grey eyes before he sighed while I waited for him to speak. “The board of directors and some representative of the shareholders will be here later today in the afternoon,” he said. “Don’t worry, I’ll just wait here or something…” I quickly said reassuringly. “That’s not it. They’re here with the sole purpose of seeing you,” Brandon quickly corrected. “To see me?” I asked incredulously. Why would important people like that want to see me? I had nothing to do with Renox…right? “More precisely, they’re here to see my fiancée to make sure that she really exists. It’s so stupid
“You’re back to normal now, Elena. You were so uptight before…I like you much better like this,” Brandon said as he casually placed his large hand on my back. He smiled at me cheerfully and in that instant, I saw him as the young man that I met during the start of my university life. I closed my eyes and pushed that image away from my mind as my hand grabbed his wrist and yanked his arm away from me. “Don’t touch me so casually,” I snapped at him coldly. “Wah…the scary Elena is back,” Brandon teased before laughing at me. Brandon? The sight of him laughing carefreely very close to me on the sofa made me have second thoughts about him changing. Now that I think about it, we used to bicker and have little quarrels like this all the time while we were dating. Brandon would always find something to frustrate me just so that he could laugh when I panicked or got flustered. Those days were fun; however, that doesn’t help solve the problem right in front of me right now. Maybe…just may
**My University Days**The first day of university that I had worked so hard for was a gloomy day with dark clouds. That didn’t make me look forward to my time at university any less that I initially did. After getting accepted into the business school of one of the leading universities in the country, it was an added bonus that one of my friends from high school also made it. It wasn’t exactly a surprise that she also made it because we had studied hard together in order to make it. I had to say that I was pleasantly surprised that another girl from my class was aiming to major in business in university like I did. Perhaps it was common for girls in other schools but the girls in my school usually took the marriage route or attending major in the arts. Her name is Francia, and she had been attending the same high school as me; however, we did not get close to each other until we found out that we shared the same goal for university. Although I would like to say that Francia was tru
Francia looked nervously from me to Brandon and then to her boyfriend. It was apparent that she wasn’t sure how to react in this situation. “Brandon…hey…Brandon…” Philip hissed as he nudged his friend with his elbow. The man called Brandon let out a sigh before glancing up from the book that he was reading. At that moment, his eyes met mine and I sucked in a rapid breath at the beauty of his grey eyes. He smirked at me before closing his book and placing it down on the table in front of him. “My name is Brandon. It is a pleasure to meet you girls; however, this guy here isn’t my best friend,” Brandon said almost monotonously. His cold reaction disturbed Francia and I could see her panicking. On the other hand, I found his attitude so refreshing and different from the other men that I’ve met before who would fawn all over me. When he looked at me just now, I felt like he really saw me for who I was. “Please don’t say that. We’re good friends, right?” Philip said almost pleadingly.
“Miss Elena are you truly in love with Brandon?” an old man with a white beard asked. No…but for the sake of repaying my debt…yes…“It’s a little embarrassing to say it out loud but…I am indeed very much in love with him. Unlike my first marriage, I hope with all my heart that my second marriage will be for love and no other reason,” I said before smiling humbly and then bowing my head slightly. Glancing up, I could tell that the board members seemed satisfied with my response. Various of them nodded. Even if they didn’t like my story, I was sure that they at least believed that Brandon and I are dating right now. “I guess that’s more than enough interrogation for my beautiful girlfriend for the day. I wouldn’t want to put a frown on her pretty face,” Brandon cut in as he could sense that the audience seemed to have had their fill. Suddenly, Brandon wrapped his arms around my waist and began hugging me from behind to the surprise of everyone in the room. I turned my head back a li