I rolled my eyes at her. “You and your paranoia,” I murmured. “You!” She pointed her index finger at me again angrily. “You ungrateful child! Just because I replaced your mother…” she paused for a moment as her eyes grew bigger. She bit her lower lip before glaring at me again. “Tommy!” she yelled. “That child is disrespecting me again!”I furrowed my brows. I wasn’t even doing anything but just let her blabber about how I hated her guts which is very irritating. This woman never failed to irritate me. She’s been getting on my nerves ever since I met her and it seems like she has the knack to get into everyone's nerve every fucking single day. I ignored her and looked at the little guy who kept on staring at me. I smiled at him. “You’re late, mom,” he declared. Dad immediately put his index finger in between his lips. He tried to hush Ron but Ron just rolled his eyes at him. I remained silent as I knew dad wouldn’t let this slide. “What did I tell you, Ron?” dad asked, readying hi
“What the hell are you doing?” Sheldon and I looked at the side where the voice came from. Bryce was standing there with his arms crossed while glaring at us. “Explain what’s going on, Sheldon. Explain it in a way I would decide not to shoot you.” Sheldon cleared his throat and looked at Bryce before looking at me. I saw him smirked which made my heart beat erratically. What the hell is he planning to do?“I was comforting the lady’s…” he paused for a moment and looked at me with a sly smirk plastered on his face. I gulped. I swear to god that if he blabbers one more word… “the lady’s younger brother.” He looked at me and chuckled. I just glared at him, praying for a chance of strangling him to death. Bryce, who was silent for a moment, walked in front, blocking my view of Sheldon. He wrapped his arms around my waist as he nibbled his lower lip. “Seems like you became close with my secretary, Leigh,” he declared.My brows furrowed. Me and Sheldon? Close? I scoffed. What is he talki
“Are you planning to steal my sister away from us, Sir?” Ron asked while staring coldly at Bryce. Bryce chuckled as he tapped Ron’s head. “I’m not gonna steal her away from you, kiddo.” He sighed and crouched in front of Ron. I’ve never seen him give such a gentle gaze to anyone. Not even to his father or to his brother and seeing him this way to my son made me doubt that my hunch was wrong back then. Maybe I stereotyped him as an asshole when he’s only half of an asshole unlike his twin. Maybe the man who fucked me could be a great father to our son. “I’m gonna marry her with your consent, though even if you disagree, I would still be marrying your sister. And that’s not stealing, kiddo. That’s marking what is supposed to be yours.”I almost rolled my eyes in front of everyone. I even heard Sheldon sighed. I guess it’s a good thing that he doesn’t know that Ron is his son or that I didn’t reveal that I have a son from him. Of course he’s twisted as fuck! He’s a fucking mafia. It’s
“Finish this before the day ends, Ranleigh. I will be expecting the ledger this afternoon,” Sheldon declared. He looked at me and smirked.I took a deep breath and looked outside the window. I felt my chest tightened as I held back my anger. Fuck him! Damn him and his boss! I really wanted to punch Sheldon, who kept on staring at me as if waiting for me to react, and beat him up to death. But I can’t do that and that’s what makes me feel more irritated. I am just a powerless fiancée inside their territory.I stared at the stacks of paper on my desk delivered by Sheldon himself and sighed irritatedly. He just smiled as if something good just happened to him while I sat quietly on the verge of bursting with irritation. And it wasn’t the usual smile he was giving to other people — the polite and professional smile. I just knew that he’s mocking me right now. “The boss will be the one checking the output. Try not to make big mistakes when recording transactions. He would be irritated if
“We need to talk, Ranleigh. Now.”I don’t know if it is something serious for him to be in haste but seeing his face darkened makes me think so. I think I should prepare myself for what is about to come — may it be his anger that would devour me alive or the shock that his words may cause. I placed my hands under the table and nodded. “I should go now. Please excuse me,” Sheldon declared as his brows furrowed. I think even Sheldon doesn’t know what’s going on based on his reaction and his careful curious gazes at Bryce. And even I don’t think that this is just something trivial that I could just look over and ignore if I ever feel uncomfortable with it. Bryce wouldn’t storm in here during working hours if it is not something I should take seriously. “We’re getting married. For real.” I looked at him in confusion. I thought that it was all contractual and private to avoid the media’s eye? What’s this situation?“What do you mean?”Bryce's sharp jawline moved as he gritted his teeth
“You’ll marry him for real?” Dior asked. I looked at her irritatedly. I wouldn’t be complaining right now if I was just jesting about it and it's not as if I have a choice. No matter how much I hated that idea, there's no way I wouldn’t be force to do it anyway. This was bound to happen when the media spread the whole issue about my engagement with Bryce. There was nothing I could do to stop this wedding in the first place. I am merely a useless pawn they could toss if necessary.“Unfortunately, yes," I answered. She sighed and looked at Tyler who was silently sipping his wine the whole time. “How about Ron?” Dior asked again. “I'm sure your son wouldn’t like this!” She then tapped Tyler’s shoulder as if begging for help. “Oh come on, Tyler! Say something!”“It's not a bad idea at all,” Tyler declared. How is it not a bad idea? The hell is he talking about?Dior and I looked at him with our knitted brows. “What do you mean?” I asked. “He’s the type that stays true to his words.”D
I stared at the two guys circling around the whole place with my sunglasses on. They were wearing black maong pants and white shirts paired with boots and walked as they looked at their smartphones' screen. They are the typical modern people who are addicted to technologies but what makes me beware of them is the fact that they have previously roamed around this area and this was the third time already… or maybe four. I am not sure but this is not the first or the second time I saw them here. Not only that. They are staying here for hours walking in circles as if they are waiting for someone. As if they were planning something bad. Or maybe I am just overthinking things. “You’re staring outside again,” someone pointed out. I immediately looked at the woman behind me. She’s the wedding coordinator that was assigned to coordinate with us and was assigned too to finalize all the initial plans and tell it to the wedding planner and describe the ideal wedding dress to the designer. If
Bryce's jaw was clenching as he walked towards the shop from where I was standing. He looked like he was ready to kill someone. His forehead creased and his brows knitted. I know he was cursing underneath his breath based on his angry looks. I just stared at him confusedly. What's up with him now? For him to show such an angry face is quite rare… really rare. I couldn’t even see him frown in the past. I couldn’t even read what was in his mind each time our paths crossed, especially when he was talking to me. He was always emotionless. Nobody was ever able to read what was on his mind and no one had ever made him show emotions. I was so sure of that, so what triggered him to be this angry that he was now showing it?He stood up in front of me after entering the shop. “You didn’t answer my calls.”“Huh?”He sighed. “Check your phone, Leigh.”I looked at my handbag placed on the table a few meters away from me. “My phone’s in my bag,” I answered. I looked at him with my brows furrowed.