Before she put it down, Anna took one more look at the threatening text, the last text her sister got. She had finally made up her mind to let Josh know about that particular finding, but at that moment, she felt so attached to the device.Perhaps she felt that letting Josh know about Darcy’s phone would severe the emotional connection to her sister she had been having ever since the device fell into her grasp. Perhaps, she was afraid to let it go because she did not want to feel the same way she did when she learned that her sister was dead.“Anna?” Her father called from the entrance. “You are going to be late for work.”Anna signed and threw the phone into the black midi-sized bag she had in her grasp to complement her formal yet chic look- a penciled red skirt into which a grey turtleneck was tucked. She stood taller than her father as she turned and approached him and that was thanks to the boot heels.“I don&rsquo

Drake felt like something tangible was removed from his entire being as he heard what his friend just said. He definitely wasn’t prepared for that result.He was so confident that he was his father’s son. Never could he have thought that he would come to view his mother as a woman who possibly cheated on his father. Such thought wouldn’t have come to him if not for his grandfather’s words the other day.He lost his mother at a young age but he remembered a lot about her and there was no way he would have thought that she had him for another man.“Drake?” He heard Alex call him and, with a small forced smile on his lips, he glanced at Anna who was looking surprisingly concerned, then, he locked eyes with his friend.“I guess my grandfather was right,” Drake said as he rubbed his palms together to aid him hide his true emotions at that point.“Drake, this doesn’t mean you have been living a

Her right breast was squished by something and Anna jumped out of her hasty reaction. While furiously questioning her action, Anna successfully pushed the drunk man off her, hoping that he was already on the path of becoming sober.With the nasty situation that just happened, she needed him out of her house before something crazier happens. And, she can only kick him out when he is sober.But, first, she had to stand upright, stay a few metres away from the man who was still sprawled on the floor. That thought was cut short before she could enact it.Drake pulled her into his chest with a force that she could not resist. With a frown, as Anna fell onto his chest and looked into his eyes, she tried to get off Drake whose lips were now wearing a smirk of victory.She tried once more, it didn’t budge.Then, all of a sudden, something lifted her from Drake’s hold, as gently as possible. But, when she landed on her feet and turned to see who

"What were you thinking, Anna? Were you trying to prove a point by going down there?" Drake was visibly trying to hide his anger as his gaze fell heavily upon Anna who was still trying to recover from the little heart toggle she had just experienced. "I know you hate me. I know you are constantly trying to show me that I should be suffering for my sins, but do you have to harm yourself to do so? Why are you so stubborn? Huh!" Anna said nothing still. Her eyes darted across the room which was part of a small building behind the main one. That small structure was where their running led them to and it didn't seem like they would be leaving anytime soon. Drake Blunt held her by her shoulders with a firm grip, Anna looked to the side. "Anna, speak to me. Say something." "I've been so unfair," came Anna's tiny voice. "How?" Drake was ready to forget the chaos in front of his company for a second. He was willing to hear words from the depth

"We should go upstairs so you can change your clothes," Drake calmly said from where he was. His buttocks were halfway seated on the edge of his desk, his arms folded as he watched Anna dab her wet body with the small towel he left in his office even though it had no use in the past.Well, it seemed like it finally found a use."Upstairs?" Anna asked, her distressed eyes wearing a different look that didn't make her seem entirely gloomy. "Yeah," he grabbed his phone and keys, "there is a little penthouse on the last floor. I don't really use it. But there are days I don't wish to go home if you know what I mean."Anna nodded as she contemplated his suggestion. She looked down at her shirt which was now showing the outline of her bra. She definitely needed a hot bath and a change of clothes."So," she didn't sense him walk towards her, "are we going or not?""Uh..." She swallowed hard. "We can go there, I really need to change."