"Wake up you drunk man!’’ Sophie ordered while sprinkling the water in the bowl on Bryce's face. He soon woke up with a startle.He squinted his eyes and tried figuring who was seated in front of him. It took a couple of seconds before he fully got back his vision and was welcomed into the dark pink painting that hung around the wall and ceiling. That could not be his room. He hated pink for starters.‘’How did I get here?’’‘’Can’t you utter a word of thanks to me for dragging your pitiful ass home from that club before you humiliated yourself.’’ Sophie finally dropped the bowl of water and dried her wet hand on her dress.‘’let me get you some pain killers.’’ Sophie added, seeing the aching confused expression on the face of her brother.After Sophie got back, Bryce was seated on the bed looking around the room. The pink colored teddy bears that were scattered around her bed, coupled with the numerous novels that lay at the foot of her bed, told him that he was in his sister's roo

After Bryce had gotten into his sister's car, he turned his phone on and was welcomed by forty-nine messages from his sister, and then the fiftieth message beeped in.‘Where is my car?’‘Why the freaking hell did you take my car?’‘You a*sshole of a brother, bring back my car!’‘I'll report you to mom’‘Bring my car!’‘I swear, I’ll kill you once I get hold of you!…’’BRYCE WAS IN BIG TROUBLE AND HE KNEW IT. She wouldn't have been so angry if he had taken her permission and he knew he was at fault. The only way he could calm his sister and stop her from killing him was to purchase her favorite snack; Chestnut chocolate doubled with its cookies and a bottle of cherry wine.If that did not do the magic, then nothing would. Or so he believed.From the entrance of her house, he could feel the smoke fuming out of her nostrils while she stood at akimbo on her porch.‘BRYCE!’’ Sophie yelled after he had parked the car under the shade of the garage.Bryce stepped down from the car with the s

‘’Bryce, while I was compiling the list into a folder, I could not help but pause at this name.’’ Candice opened the screen of her laptop and pointed at the name.‘’It must surely be a mistake that you included her name in the list because she has no work experience to prove that she is work-driven,’’ Candice said, pointing to the space on her column.‘’Oh. That.’’ Bryce muttered nonchalantly while looking back at his desktop and continuing with his typing spree.‘’Yes, that is exactly what I came to talk about. I wonder how people apply for a job at a high-profile company without a single work experience. Do they expect the job to fall from heaven or the employer to accept him or them for personal use? Even if the person is applying for a job as a cleaner, he or she needs to gather up her experiences as proof that she is good at what he or she does. I don’t know what this world is turning into.’’Candice seemed exasperated.‘’I’ll just get back to my office and clear the name,’’ she

Tessa could not understand what was wrong with her. The last time she felt that way was when she thought she was pregnant for Chris and could not have the appetite to eat.Out of her giddiness and anxiety over the interview, she had searched her box for any corporate dress which she could wear for it. Tessa did not own a single corporate attire that could be fit for the interview. The only dress that seemed corporate and official enough was a gown that was gifted to her by her sister just after she told her of her dream of being a business lady.She could not wear that gown she wondered why she packed it up in the first place; her sister must her gave her that dress to fuel her dream and leave her husband.She had surely left her husband for her, but she certainly could not wear the dress despite the beauty it depicted.Tessa still felt like a newcomer in the town, because of her indoor and introverted nature, so she did not know the way to any boutique in the town.As usual, she sto

Bryce stared back at Tessa. Unlike Tessa who was trying to lower her head and act like it was normal to get interviewed by a rival to her pack, Bryce maintained his stare without hiding it. She walked over to the table and dropped her document on the desk, exposing the side of her neck which was not covered by her waist-length hair.‘’Come in, and take a seat.’’ Monica, one of the interviewers who had a strict expression on her face and was selected from the disciplinary section of the company said roughly to Tessa after she had greeted them.Bryce knew that the other interviewers could not sense the fear that roamed around Tessa. He seemed to be able to feel her fear and shivers. He wondered if it was because of the interview, or because he was the CEO of the company she had applied for.‘’From your document, we can see that you are 25 years old and you go by the name Tessa Stone.’’ Another female at the right hand of Bryce said while adjusting the bridge of her narrow-looking glas