~[CHAPTER TWENTY]~THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW "You had your secretary spread on the couch of your office? Where is your dignity!?" The voice of the woman poured out strong, eyes beholding the calm ones of Kristoffer. "That wasn't my secretary, mother. That's the company's marketer" Kristoffer pitched in. "Oh, even worse" She flung her arms in the air, figure moving to have a seat by the desk. "Why are you here, mother? And I thought I informed Adalynn not to let anyone in" He called. His figure was behind the desk, and with eyes holding onto that form before him, he only watched the lady rage on. "Who is that girl, Kris?" The voice of Mrs Holden was low, eyes awaiting the ones of her son. "I told you, already. She is the company's marketer" "Is she the same one your father said had stopped by the house the other day" When no response followed, a weak sigh only poured her lips, eyes staring intently at the form of her son. . "Oh, dear. What are you getting yourself into?" Her
~[CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE]~I quaked. And all the while I stumbled out the space of that office, all of me was to be found juddered. "Oh, Jane" I took in such forced smile on the face of the lady before me, eyes narrowed at my form proceeding out of Kristoffer's office. "I didn't know you were in there" Came those words, and soon, Adalynn had placed all of her focus on me. "You must have met Mrs. Holden, then. A charming one she is" She began. "Although you might beg to differ since she happened to walk in on you, screwing her son" For a split second, I struggled not to give her the reaction she so yearned to get from me, but my lips had without warning parted open at the drop of her words, eyes left gaping on at her form. "Oh I've happened to know for a while, now" That grin of hers which managed to cross that pretty face, was all but sheer terror, one in disguise of a sweet lady. "You didn't think it would arouse suspicion with you always being in his office, when your departmen
~[CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO]~THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWMaddison Wagner sauntered into the area, eyes scanning the number of figures in the room. Something about the entrance of the lady had managed to snatch the attention of the people around, all with gazes befalling her, peering on while the young lady got pulled in the warm embrace of Mrs Holden. "Oh, dear. You look as fabulous as ever!" Came the squeal of Connie, with eyes lighting up at the girl before her. "Where have you been?" The delight that had filled her eyes at the arrival was out there for all to behold. She was like a daughter to her—One she longed to have, and with every grace and elegance Maddison Wagner bore, Mrs Holden found herself upholding the young lady in high manners every single day. "Kristoffer!" She had soon turned to the figure stood at a far end of the room, hands motioning for him to come over. Whereas, the young man who looked like he'd rather be anywhere but there barely had a glance up, and just when
~[CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE]~The prying eyes of the crowd was sure to linger on me as I pushed into the space.Some barely concerned, some utterly displaying the discomfort in their eyes while gazing upon me, yet, one thing was sure to remain—I didn't fit into such crowd. Of course I was one to know that, especially since the form of Connie was now storming over to me, all with the rage in her eyes, and the worned out expression which had nothing on that face. And on she came, figure shot towards me, and in the time, the number of people had their gazes now settled on us, I only remained watching the lady."Why are you here?" She dropped flat. It took me everything not to break the gaze of the woman before me. "I thought I had informed you not to step foot here, dear" "Mr Holden invited me" My voice was low, eyes anywhere but hers. "I'm only here for him" I called firmly. The laugh that came tumbling out her lips, had me staring blankly at that profile, gaze beholding the amusement
~[CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR]~If I wasn’t better informed on the conducted and peaceful space Holden Inc. was sure to hold dear to heart, perhaps I wouldn’t be found paused in tracks at such tumult which I so happened to have walked into on this morning.My eyes shifted through the scrutinies before me, all watching, accessing, and awaiting my entry into the office. If I hadn't then checked the calendar on my desk this morning, I could have mistaken the day for Christmas, surely work never went on during Christmas days. Perhaps it was Easter. No, it wasn't. And only then did I take sight of the large bouquet of flowers rolling in on a trolley, with a familiar figure tagging behind. Diego.On his lips, spread a wide grin, with eyes centered my way, I watched him draw even nearer. "Forgive me for taking too long" The voice of Diego filled the area, with every of his utterance accompanied with murmurs from the workers around, I just could see the joy those eyes held onto. Why was he her
~[CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE]~Life’s hectic. Believe me.Some days it brought smiles, other days, it pulled confusion, Frustration, utter dejection. I wasn't the weakest, nor was I the strongest, but surely could feel. I could feel weak, hurt, and even now I still was hurt. Now, the reason for that being, I don't know, but I knew how much I hurt—I was hurt that there was nothing more that could happen in what I had found myself crossed in. More hurt that there was nothing I could do about it. Sometimes we find ourselves longing for something, but realize those are just wants of our heart. Utter desires. I could hear the cars honking past my staggering figure, some peeking out their windows, throwing curses my way, but I cared not at this point. Body and mind was exhausted. One might as well run into me. Also, the wild downpour which had decided to come unannounced on a fine New-York evening, right in the middle of March didn't do much in helping matters at all. Form drenched clothes to
~[CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX]~The car ride was one filled with utter silence. I mean, not complete silence, as the only voice to be heard was the voice of Diego, while he went on about one tale or the other. He would turn to me, beholding the smile I managed to keep on my face, and then fix his eyes back on the road. Pulling up to a sparsely-filled car park, he had taken out off the car at once, coming over to let the passenger's door open. That grin he left my apartment still could be found plastered on his lips, with those eyes of his following my every movement, while I made way out the vehicle. "You look beautiful, Jane" His voice remained low, blue eyes peering on at my figure, threatening not to let go. "Come on" He urged, holding his hands out for me. "I made reservation for us" Followed his words, and with that, he was already leading me in.At each step we took forward, I could feel his hold on me tighten, hands locked in mine, not daring to slip out. "You deserve every bit o
~[CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN]~That gaze remained soft the entire time, scanning the area, with a figure from nowhere coming up right next to him. I beheld the sight before me, watching as those forms made their way in. Arms linked in each other’s, figures strolling side by side, I caught a pang in my chest merely by the smile which had crossed the face of the lady who waddled in here with Kristoffer. Maddison. Motioning for her to go first, Kristoffer held back, and in a minute, they were making their way to a table kept a the end of the room. For the love of God! Why were they here? I had sank into into my seat, hands soon reaching for my face, doing everything I could to veil my profile from view. Diego must have noticed the sudden agitation, as his eyes soon paused at me, laced with concern watching as I shook my head profusely, turning the hair Tara had been kind enough to fix for me right before we stepped away from the apartment, into a large mess. "What's going on?" "Nothin