Cornelius
"This is Lydia Hayden reporting live from downtown Los Angeles"I watched the blondie from the tv in my office. She was one hell of a firecracker if she managed to go to work despite her condition."Hey Connor!" Chance barged into my office in time to see me stare at Lydia on the news channel."Is this gonna be a thing now? You. Her?"He said with an irritating smug that pissed me off."We don't have a thing, Chance. Remember, that woman could ruin our lives as we know it""Well I'm holding my end of the bargain by keeping your aunt on a leash and on the other hand you seem to be going all in for her"All in? What did that even mean?"What do you mean by that?""I'm just saying man. Just like you said, the woman's the death of us so be careful, don't do anything stupid,"he left the documents on top of my desk passing me the same look he gave me this morning.Seeing her in a sLydia"I know you've been dealing with everything on your own but ghosting us was not okay,"Jessica started looming over me with her hands on her hips, putting aside the photos taken from the burglary downtown Los Angeles, I stared at her."I was worried sick...your parents were worried sick well not until Cornelius called them to say you were staying at his place""He called them?" I questioned.Why did I feel fuzzy all over sudden knowing that he took the liberty to inform my parents of my whereabouts? That was ... actually pretty considerate of him."Mmh so out of what I said you only heard that part?""Look I'm sorry, I didn't have time to text you. I'm reeally sorry,"I put on my sad eyes knowing very well she would forgive me."You two huh?" She furrowed her yes in a creepy way and I had to dodge the looks she gave me."God no! We didn't...I didn't! I couldn't,"I defended myself.I mean sure I was cau
LydiaI stood up only to feel the grip of two hands on my shoulder,"Are you okay?"What the hell was he doing here?"Get me a napkin," he instructed the dumb founded waiter."What- what are you doing here?" I asked Cornelius the moment he started dabbing the white napkin on my blouse and skirt."I had a meeting here, babe. What are you doing here? And how could this happen? How incompetent are these people really?"Tell me about it. It all felt like a dream more of a little nightmare. My ex telling me he still loved me and my...I didn't even know what to call him...showing up at the exact place I was and in time to save me from the utter embarrassment of getting humiliated by being drenched in red wine.Robert, who had also stood up after the waiter tripped on our table, tightened the button on his suit and scoffed."I believe we haven't been properly introduced. I'm Robert, we met the other day and you must be?"He extended a hand to Connor to
Cornelius Her hands entwined behind my neck, freeing one of her hand she patted my shoulder lovingly and I enjoyed every single minute of it. Talking about how I felt about my mom, my dad's death was the one thing that made me avoid my aunt Vicky and yet for some reason talking about it with Lydia made me feel at ease.Being with Lydia right now made my evening perfect. It was just so easy to talk to her because at the end of the day she was always honest with me and I admired that.Parting from the embrace that had brought warmth to my body, she cupped my cheeks looked at me dead in the eyes and said,"Cornelius Powers you are good enough. You are perfect! Screw anyone who can't see that"And the timing was just right, the way her eyes dug into mine, the way her thin fingers cupped my cheek, the way her lips looked so captivating, so inviting. Maybe it was the rush of emotions taking a toll on me but right now right here my heart pounde
LydiaIn all my life as a reporter, I never tried risks. Risks were inevitable but they were also avoidable which is why I had applied that to my life too.Whatever happened yesterday, thrice infact, was a risk I could have well avoided but it felt so right being showered with kisses, tenderness, caresses and...Oh God! What on earth had he awoken in me?But I suppose that's why I avoided risks, because at the end of the day they were things bound to make you feel more or less a sore loser.And trust me, I was a loser because I imagined yesterday to be special. The day my cherry was popped. I was a big fool to imagine that when I woke up he would be right beneath me begging for another round, begging me not to leave and he'd make breakfast but sadly I was mistaken. The space beside was empty almost like no one was there.Almost like whatever happened last night was a figment of my imagination.Shallow. That's one way to put how far I'd
LydiaLabels. One silly mistake and the world had labelled me like another slut out to please men for money.Tears blurred my eyes as I drove to Power Inc. There had to be some sort of explanation from him. He had to really explain it to me why a picture of us so intimate in bed, was topping the daily newspaper. Why the picture itself seemed to have been taken at the right angle at the right moment and time. Somehow a part of me knew the answer. A part of me knew he had staged everything up to humiliate me because deep down he still hated me.The other part of me believed in him. Believed that the sweet guy that had made me dinner, opened up about his mother and stood with me at my lowest was a great guy. That this was some sort of mistake.My heart thumped, my shoulders shook as I finally parked my car in Power Inc's parking lot.Karma was a bitch huh? Few months ago, I was the same woman who got riled up when another one of Cornelius Powers'
CorneliusI didn't just have sex yesterday atleast it wasn't the same thing I'd done with ladies all my life. Yesternight was special, something about how I felt alive everytime she moaned with pleasure, I made her feel that way. Me! My mind didn't focus on anything but her yesterday. How her body was beyond perfection, how her lucious lips drove me to insanity.Having a fill of her wasn't enough. Making love to her three times wasn't enough, God knows I so badly wanted to ravish her right now and here. Her long eyelashes patted her skin ever so gracefully. The morning light hit her face and I would be lying if I said she didn't look beautiful without makeup.Thinking of her in that manner wasn't healthy, I wasn't ready to commit to something as hurtful as love. I slept with her which was the main goal for the entire week and now my quench for her was over. But was it though? I shook my head feeling my manhood harden just at the thought of her again in my arms
LydiaI tried opening my eyes feeling as if a freaking snow plow ran me over. Getting the tufts of hair from my face, I turned my head visibly noticing that the blue sheets and the grey blanket currently covering me weren't mine.Placing my hand on my head, I rested my back on the headboard taking in my surroundings. Grey walls, floor white length curtains, a balcony, an even bigger wardrobe than I had at home and finally paintings hung on the wall. One look at the paintings and it was enough to know I wasn't at home. I never liked paintings. Not that I didn't appreciate art but something about watching horror movies had scared me that at any moment some monster would pop out of the damn things.Memories from yesterday came to me in a blur. I was crying, something I had done yesterday with no shame, I went to Power Inc, got my heart broken, went again to the parking lot, picked up Jess's call, got shocked from Steve's death and then someone showed up.
CorneliusWe don't mix business with womenThat was one way of Mafioso threatening to kill Lydia Hayden and I wouldn't let that happen. As fast as I had Lydia unconscious I instructed Chance to get my plane ready and we were off to one of my mother's mansion in Miami.Mafioso wouldn't find her there no matter how much he tried. Having taken her there, I left her in Greta's care praying in God's name that she would forgive me. That she would realize that I somehow felt things for her that scared me. I didn't care what those newspapers said, I slept with her yes because some part of me wanted to explore what she would be like and again because part of me longed to have her in my bed.And I still wanted her in my bed again and again maybe forever and it scared me. I liked her. I liked her more than I was supposed to."We can't screw over Mafioso. Just because of her. Many peoples' lives will be at stake if we do so,"Chance fidgeted and I he