It's been a few hours since Ariana and her boss, Vincenzo left the hospital. Sheila didn't know exactly where they were going but she knew they were going to meet that bastard, Rex.But it's been too long and Sheila was beginning to feel anxious. She was worried about Ariana and prays everything works out for good. Sheila kept pacing around the hospital waiting for her. She wondered what state Ariana must be in at the moment. She wondered if she should call her.After another ten minutes, she decided to call Ariana but the phone kept ringing without an answer. Maybe she wasn't with her phone. Taking a deep breath, she decided to call Vincenzo.After just one ring, he picked it up but there was no words from him."Mr. Vincenzo, can I please speak with my friend?" Sheila asked, sounding anxious."She just left in a cab without her bag," he simply said."What! How could you… sorry, Mr. Vincenzo but do you perhaps know where she would be headed to?" Sheila asked, holding back her anger.

Ariana knew deep down she was trying to lie to herself but she kept on typing away in the computer. She brought out her phone and sent a message. It was wrong for her to make a scene in the office but she was just pissed of by Janet. She wanted to dwell in her world of fantasy where she always had Ray and their unborn child. She would never accept that her child was gone.Killed by his own father.Why would everyone not agree to her reasoning? But still deep down, her heart was filled with pain unbearable. And the only thing she could do was transfer her anger to the poor keyboard. She invested her anger and time on working even when everyone had left the office. It might be that she was afraid to come in terms with her fears.The fear that all of these was, after all, real. The clinking and clanking of the keyboard was disrupted by the sound of her ringing phone. She took a glance at it and saw it was Sheila calling her. She braced up herself to answer the call as she took a deep b

Vincenzo walked up to her and was just staring at her. By now he had been surrounded by bodyguards who scared away every female within a certain proximity. Let alone the bodyguards, this man's aura could even scare off a fierce pack of wolves.But his attention was fixed on a particular she-wolf, Ariana. She was his target for the night and he won't allow anyone an inch close to her. Unknown to the drunk Ariana who was still admiring the man's beauty, all he wanted to do was take her out of the place and lock her away from all these men. Why would she let that dirty thing touch her body?She was his alone! "Boss?" She asked, looking at Vincenzo.He was surprised at himself after her voice brought him out of his thoughts. Why would he be thinking of her as his own? What was this strange feeling coming from him? But her next words came as a surprise to him too. His personal whore? Why would she think he wanted to make her a whore? She wasn't going to be his whore, it was more like a

Her eyes fluttered slowly as she tried to stand up from the bed she was lying on. She could hear the birds chirping already. Her room window was open and she could feel the morning breeze blowing coolly on her skin. She tried to open her eyes wider but something hit her painfully. "Ouch! Arrrrrrggg" She winced as her head felt like it was suddenly banged against something solid. Not just her head but her ears were buzzing nonstop. What happened to her? Why was she having a freaking migraine this early?"You are up already? Stand up so you could take the hangover soup I made. You sure had a lot last night. Lucky you weren't banged" Shirley said, walking into her room.Did Shirley just said banged? Was she in the alternative universe?"Had a lot? Hangover soup? What the hell happened to me?" She asked, clearly confused. " You don't remember? You mean you don't remember being carried up to your room by your sexy muscled boss who could beat the Greek god with his beauty?" Shirley said,

Ariana got up from her chair and went out of the office. The place he mentioned was about fifteen minutes walk down there. Couldn't he just wait till after she closed from work?Sighing, she came out of the building and saw one of the bodyguards walking up to her.She frowned on seeing his red face as if he was scratched by several cats at the same time. Why would a fit man like him let a cat scratch him? And shouldn't Vincenzo give him a day off to treat himself?"Miss. Scott, the president has asked me to take you to the restaurant. He is waiting there," the bodyguard said, a little distance away from her.Ariana could not understand why she was having the feeling that the man was trying to stay far from her. Was this also an instruction from Vincenzo?"Are you okay? Your face looks scratched," she asked, looking concerned. She blamed Vincenzo for being a bad boss.Couldn't he have at least gotten the poor guy treated? He really looks terrible.Meanwhile the bodyguard was stunned at