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Crystal OduwaA/N: I couldn’t have this posted earlier, even though I tried. Apologies. Reviews, please?
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AIDEN 03/60 FRIDAY. "Where the fuck have you been? I phoned your secretary, and she said you were out, which isn't vague as hell. I may have panned out in a booth with her, too." I grunted, drawing a bottle of scotch. Andrew slammed the door, slumping on my couch, motioning for glass as well. "I told you I've got a new project." "One that involves the Dean girl. Don't you hate each other?" I tasted my lower lip. "We do." "Yet you're working with her?" "Yes Drew, I'm getting half a million. If it means putting up with her, then sure." He whistles lowly. "She's a work of art, that girl." I chuckle. "Like you haven't thought of it." He quips. Both of us are laughing now. "Ironically, she just finished spitting in my face—all about her never-ending hatred." "Aw come on, no one can resist the Smith charm." "We don't fit Drew, drop it." I glid the bottle over to his end. "Anyway, it's Friday. No work for the weekend. How about you and I hit that club? I bet anything you h
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LAYLA.TUESDAY.07/60"It's been a week since the scheme began. I require an update."Adam cast his briefcase open, bursting a pen and paper, and then scribbling down. I slung my head to Aiden in the corner, draping his leg over a seat and chatting away over his phone.Then, he lifted his lead, offering me a smirk. Looking away, I groaned."I already enlisted for mental awareness and a therapist session."I cocked my head towards Aiden."Miss Dean.""It's been torture. He's such an entitled bitch. It's hard to work with him. He makes fun of everything. The man laughs at me. Taunts frequently. Then my freckles, he..."I pause, breathing loudly."Your freckles?"Aiden voiced, his tone virtually confused. As if."I mean the project, Miss Dean. How far have you gone with it?"I grunt submissively, of course. Business. Layla's feelings can hop out of the window."We got rid of the scandal. The story from Timothy was publicized and made the rounds over the weekend. Everything is back on trac
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LAYLA.TUESDAY07/60"You're back."I examined the living room, which matched how it was before she appeared. The confetti and wrappers were all gone. The plates, bowls, and spoons are all taken care of."Yes."I resolved slowly, dipping my bag on the couch."You cleaned the place.""Yes. I'll move out tomorrow. I'll get a hotel or someplace to stay. Likewise, I'll be in the Maldives by Monday, so I should leave.""I haven't seen you in half a year mom, I never meant for you to leave. It's just...""I'm loud. A little crazy, have no respect for your place. I invited Aiden Smith over..."We both started laughing. I slumped on the couch with her across."Well, maybe a little. It's not all for you. It's been a crazy week.""I can tell. You're working with Aiden Smith now? Your father's doing?"She arched a brow. I almost walked away at that point. Once my dad gets involved in a topic, it's a contest for the better person."No. Forget about Archer. What happened?"I exhaled. That was unexp
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LAYLA 09/60THURSDAY."Why did you book a suite?""Why do you care if I booked a suite? You get a roof, air conditioning, and good food. You should say thank you.""Because I wanted individual rooms. Now I have to stay in a suite with you!"The receptionist eyed both of us, glaring at me for yelling at him. Oh, the Smith charm."Technically, Penelope and Quentin will be there. Why are you so agitated?""I want you as far away as possible. Why did you book a suite? It's not as though the funds were limited,""There were no single rooms available for all four of us. Now that I think of it, maybe I should've booked for two since Penelope and Quentin are sharing then let you sleep in the curbs."He trussed, grinning in a way that showed he considered it."There are tons of hotels, Aiden.""Then maybe this is my way of messing with you. Don’t be grumpy, Freckles.""Your room is door number two. I'm on door number one."I snare, storming off into the suite with the attendant pulling my bag
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AIDEN09/60TORONTO, CANADA."They validated the meetings for tomorrow. Are there any specific complaints RELLA TECH has?"This is all for show. Grant Smith has sorted everything out. Their issue is more money, and he graciously offered a ten per cent increase on the first business deal closed then two percent for all others.I'm not thoroughly sure why we are even on the task while he plays Santa behind the folds. It's becoming annoying."I perceive, but we'll know more tomorrow. Both of you aren't showing up, right?""Nope. We have a waterfall to see. I'm glad we got the weekend away. She's been on edge since the scandal."Quentin confessed, taking a glance away from his phone."Do you think these contracts are what's deterring the wedding?""All I know is that they'll be one step ahead compared to before."I bobbed my head. He was right. Pen and Layla were inside, talking about random girls' stuff. We're here in the living room, watching a movie while planning.I had a car rented fo
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LAYLA09/60FRIDAY.10:43 AM"Driver, can you bring us to any good restaurants in the city?"Aiden instructs a few minutes into the ride."What? No. Driver, take us back to the hotel.""My credit card is being debited for his services. He takes orders from me."Arrogant scum. "Fine. Driver, halt the car. I'd like to get down."I grit my teeth. Aiden laughs from his corner."You have had nothing to eat this morning. Not like I care, but I haven't either, which I do care about. So...""Fine."I looked out the window, spotting the driver shaking his head a few times.****TOM'S PIZZA PLACE."A pizzeria?"We chorused then jeer."They have ice cream, a coffee stand, and a pizza palace. If you want, there's a food stand as well for tacos."I jerked my head."Sounds good to me."The driver clicked the central lock, allowing both of us to step down."We'll be back in less than half an hour."He nodded his head and deactivated the engine, seating in the car to wait."Don't follow me."I pointe
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LAYLA12/60MONDAY."Flight 234 will now board."The announcer cried out, her voice echoing through the waiting room. All four of us reached out, exchanging a silent look to get into the plane.I picked up my purse, about to leave, when a call came through."Bella."I chirped, flipping my hair behind to take the call. We hadn't spoken in three days, just texting on social media. I'm praying to be lucky enough to get back before she realizes I was even gone."Do you remember Oscar?"Bella queries while I pull my bag nearer to the boarding gate. Penelope and Quentin are standing nearby, and they take one last picture of Pearson International Airport.Aiden is beside me, dazzled by whatever his phone screen is showing."Who's Oscar?""The guy from the club last week."She peeps in a suspicious tone.A faint memory of some black-haired guy pops into my head. I jerk my head. The dare guy, of course."Yeah, sure.""Well, it turns out Oscar is in Toronto. You know, in case you've forgotten, o
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LAYLA 12/60 MONDAY. "You own a Tesla?" Andrew winks over and resumes walking towards it. "Overrated, and no, I do not need to have used one to know. That is what reviews are for." Aiden taunts. Drew slings the finger and then darts his eyes to me. "Not too late to choose me. Tesla, BMW, the preference is almost glaring." He explains and mouths "me" afterward. "It is. Neither is the accurate answer." I virtually roll my eyes. Aiden seizes an arm around my waist, tugging me back to his body. I hiss, squirming to get out. "What did I tell you about touching me?" "You told me not to." He smickers, angering me further. "Then why do you keep touching me?" I crunch my teeth, scowling at his grinning face. "Because I want to." He answers, lowering his head. "Fucker." I swipe my middle finger, strutting towards his car. Pulling the car door, I swore low when it didn't budge. Then I heard a noise inside, and the doors got unlocked. Aiden titters, reaching the passenger side
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