Goosebumps appeared in the places his finger had touched, the little white hairs on her back stood up. His hand spanned the left side of her waist pulling her a little closer.   When Leo looked up into the mirror, he saw she was looking at him with curious eyes and a little frown on her face. That alone moved Leo into action, and he pulled out the material that had stuck it and zipped her dress. When he finished, he turned her around and held her shoulders looking into her clear blue eyes. “Paige i…”   A horrified expression came over her face and she extricated his hand from her shoulder. “I need to get down fast. Your mother said I must come down on time and I have already delayed.” She rambled. Slipping away from his arm. The words tumbling out in a rushed format. She would have easily deceived him had he not seen the alarm on her face.   In the past few days, Leo had come to learn more about Paige, like h

The next day, after talking business with his father all morning and even going to the cellar to oversee things, Leo was tired and in dire need of a change. He needed a change of environment away from white papers and black inks.   As he walked down the corridor on the ground floor of the palazzo, he pulled free his tie from his neck and stuffed it in his pockets. Unbuttoning the first three buttons of his shirt, he sighed as fresh air hit him.   The house was strangely quiet he could hear his own shoes as he walked on the tiles. He presumed most of his family members had gone out, and that was why the house was the way it is. He wondered what Paige was doing. If she had gone out with his family or if she was couped up somewhere alone. He had left early this morning he had not had the chance to see her.   Last night he returned to his makeshift

The walk back home was a silent one, which comprised Paige stealing glances at Leo who didn't pay her any attention and was looking forward with great determination. The muscle in his jaw throbbing as though he was clenching it hard. His handsome face appearing sharp yet withdrawn. Finally, after a few more looks that didn't bear any fruits, Paige sighed and allowed herself to trail behind him, thinking about the kiss that had just happened and the way Leo had held her tenderly. His actions confused and thrilled her. Leaving her bewildered most times. Leo had kissed her and said it was because someone was watching, but she could bet her life savings no one was.  With a tender hand, Paige touched her lips, a smile following that action as she stared at Leo's form. Lost in her thought, Paige stared at Leo's long legs encased in black pants, tapered waist, broad shoulders which filled out a suit of the same color, and sucked in a breath when she met his bro

Perhaps because he didn't care now if anyone discovered he had a soft spot for the girl or that his emotions were tangled when it comes to her.  When he got to their room, Paige was nowhere to be found. With one or two questions put in the right places, he found out she was with his mum and went to collect her only to see her crying. The scene left a mark on his heart and he was ushered into this state of helplessness where he didn't know if he should step in and console her, or disappear before she sees him for fear she would be embarrassed if he saw her crying. So he had carried himself back to their room and tried to figure out why she was crying, but for the life of him he couldn't come up with anything. In the end, he feared it had something to do with him. Maybe he had offended her in a way and she couldn't talk to him because he was her boss or maybe because the charade was getting to her, and his sister and family members are givi

If he had heard, was that why he was like this, or was there something else wrong. Paige swallowed and smiled nervously at him. "Can we go now, am done with my call." As soon as she finished saying that, she lowered her head. Leonardo's stare was making her nervous. It was direct and pained.  Standing there the way he was without saying a word and with that complicated expression on his face Paige didn't know what to do. "Leonardo," she called again.  That seems to break him out of his trance and he walked over to her and hesitated before he grabbed her hand and directed her towards the garden. He wasn't even talking to her, yet Paige felt anxiety from how cold he seemed, so much that the fact they were holding hands offered her no thrill like it did before and she did not feel any tiny sparks from their hands touching. All she felt was anticipation. Anticipation for what? She did not know. All she knew was that there