I adjusted my clothes and breathed out, readying myself for whatever might happen. Since the day he chased Raphael away, Keith has been so busy that he didn't even talk to me at home, talk less about work.I reached out my hand and knocked on the door, "come in." he said, from within.I pushed the door open and closed it behind me once I was inside, "you called for me, sir?""Sit down," Keith replied.I made my way to the seat opposite him and sat there, waiting for him to say whatever it was he called me there for."You conducted an interview today," Keith stated. I was about to answer but then he continued, "You also did so for just your stepsister who I fired. Why is that?""Well, as you said, she is my stepsister," I replied, crossing my arms together."I didn't call you in here to lie to me or give me half the truth," Keith said, rearranging some documents scattered on his desk."I'm not lying." I insisted."So it's half-truth," Keith said, not bothering to look at me.I sighed a
JENNA POVIt's too early. Way too early for this. I quickened my walking speed and blocked Sarah's way."I see you haven't learned from your lesson the last time," I told her, one hand placed on my waist as I prevented her from entering Keith's office."What do you mean?" she asked me and I scanned her from head to toe with my eyes before looking at her face directly, "those are not proper work clothes, Sarah.""What's wrong with what I'm wearing? Is your husband not faithful enough to you?" Sarah raised an eyebrow at me.I stepped forward, intimidating her with my physical appearance. Keith may be taller, but that didn't make me a shorty."Just what do you think you are doing?" I asked sharply."I have some documents I have to deliver to Mr. Keith," Sarah answered casually, not bothering to look directly at me."You seem to have forgotten who I am in this company. I'm the only one who is allowed to go in, let alone anywhere near him." I smirked, "and from when last you tried, I doubt
WRITER'S POV TWELVE YEARS AGO The bar is filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses as Keith celebrates his successful business deal with his friends. They pat him on the back, praising his acumen and charm. "Cheers to many more deals like this!" Keith shouted, raising his glass to his friends. "Cheers!" they respond, lifting theirs as well before each of them take a drink out of their glasses at once. The night wore on, and eventually, Keith bid his friends farewell and stepped out into the cool night air. He hailed a taxi and climbed in, his mind still buzzing with excitement from the evening. "I can't wait to share this good news with you," he muttered to himself as he touched his wedding ring on his finger. As the taxi pulled up to his home, Keith's heart seized at the sharp sound of a gunshot echoing through the quiet street. Without a second thought, he threw some bills at the driver and rushed out, fear gripping his chest. Keith burst through the front door, his
CECILIA POV As my private jet descended onto the tarmac, the whir of its engines echoed across the runway. The door opened, and I stepped out, clad in designer sunglasses and a flowing silk scarf. There was nothing I loved more than arriving in style. With an air of effortless grace, I descended the steps, my heels clicking against the metal. Behind me, two impeccably dressed men emerged, each carrying a stack of luxurious suitcases adorned with gleaming gold accents. They followed me with practised precision, their movements synchronized as they navigated the runway. But while I was feeling myself, alas, all good things came to an end the moment my eyes landed on him. "Xander." I forced out of my lips, hoping he could see me frowning behind my dark sunglasses. Xander stood there, leaning casually against a sleek black car, his demeanour exuding an air of nonchalance that grated against my carefully cultivated poise. His eyes, hidden behind designer shades of his own, bore
BACK TO JENNA POVSunlight streamed in through the window in my bedroom which somehow felt even cosier today.I rolled in bed, wrapping myself in the duvet as I smiled remembering my and Keith's moment together last night. That night was the closest I've felt to him and the happiest I've ever been in a long time. And if I had the chance, I wouldn't change anything about it.The soft morning sunlight that touched my face, managed to increase in seconds and and squinted my eyes.I turned the other way and I opened my eyes sleepily, finding Keith setting a tray with breakfast on the bedside table.It shocked me and so I turned back, forgetting the light and instantly regretted it when the rays touched my eyeballs.I sat up quickly, "ahh! The light!" I screamed, rubbing my eyes until small tears rolled down my cheeks.I turned to look at Keith and even as my vision was a bit blurry, I could have sworn I saw a smile on his face. Just, when my eyes cleared, the smile was gone like an illus
The scene froze for a moment as Sarah entered, her footsteps faltering as she took in the sight before her. I could feel Keith's body tense against mine, his lips still lingering close. For a heartbeat, the air was thick with tension, as if time itself held its breath. Then, with a sudden realization, She cracked, her confident demeanour faltering as she took a step back.A smirk played on my lips as I broke the kiss, feeling triumphant in this round. I held Keith's gaze, a silent challenge in my eyes as I dared Sarah to make a move. But instead of confronting us, Sarah turned on her heel and hurriedly retreated from the room, her footsteps echoing down the corridor.As the door clicked shut behind her, Keith finally released me from his embrace, his expression a mix of surprise and amusement. "Well, that was unexpected," he remarked, a hint of laughter in his voice, but his eyes not losing their red flags.I straightened my posture, feeling a rush of adrenaline still coursing throu
Keith's sudden appearance silenced the room, his authoritative presence demanding attention. Sarah's smirk faltered, replaced by a nervous flicker in her eyes as she glanced between Keith and me. The other women shifted uncomfortably, sensing the tension thickening in the air.Sarah swallowed hard, her bravado waning in the face of Keith's stern gaze. "I-I didn't mean anything by it, sir," she stammered, her voice betraying her confidence.Keith's expression remained stern as he stepped forward, his demeanour unwavering. "Regardless of your intentions, such insinuations are unacceptable in this workplace," he stated firmly, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "I won't tolerate baseless accusations or slander against any of my employees.""Sir, it's not fair." one of the women spoke up, her gaze dropping to the floor as soon as Keith looked at her, "I'm sorry sir but someone has to say it. And that someone was Sarah."Sarah's eyes widened, showing her obvious panic and
"Raphael." I frowned at him as I stood up from my seat, "What do you think you are doing here?""I came to see you," he answered, revealing a bouquet he had been hiding behind his back to me."Didn't your father forbid you from coming in here?" I questioned, crossing my arms and maintaining the disapproving look in my eyes."He can stop me from coming here but that doesn't stop me from trying. I love you, Jenna. Please give me another chance." Raphael pleaded, going on one knee as he presented me with the bouquet."No man in his right senses would date a woman who is his mother, Raphael." I stated, watching the pleading look in his eyes change to anger, "Get out of my office, Raphael." I demanded and walked to the door.Before I could reach it, the door was opened on my behalf.Sarah walked in, a disdainful look on her face as she glanced between me and Raphael then focused her attention on Raphael."What are you doing here?" she asked him."That is none of your concern." Raphael repl