INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 18: Kevin's POV "What’s all this for, Grandfather?" I asked, watching people move in and out of the house with crates of flowers and decorations. "Ah, my favorite grandson is here!" he said with a bright smile. He began walking toward me with his stick. I quickly closed the gap between us, considering how slow his pace had become lately. He patted my back, and I couldn't help but give him a genuine smile. "All this is for your beautiful grandmother," he said, looking around the estate with pride. "You know she doesn't like elaborate events," I reminded him. "Oh, please. She’s just pretending," he chuckled. "Alright. Just don't call me when she locks you outside for the night," I said, heading toward my old room. His laughter followed me down the hall. My grandparents were all I had left. I would do anything for them, especially to keep making memories like this. My grandmother was turning eighty, and it felt like the whole country was celebrating her existence. Grandad
Chapter 17 Ameera's Pov "Where were you last night?" Michael asked as he placed a cup of hot chocolate on my desk. "I’d like to ask you the same thing," I said, taking a sip of the chocolatey goodness. "I had some assignments to do during the day. When I came back, I saw your purse on your desk, but you were nowhere to be found," he said, eyeing me suspiciously. "I was… in the restroom." "Liar," he countered. "Don’t you have work to do?" I asked him. "We’re keeping secrets now, huh?" He folded his arms over his chest. It made me laugh. "Fine, fine, I’ll tell you everything," I said, giving up. "Do you know there’s a secret roof—" "Don’t you both have work to do?" Kevin’s voice boomed as he strode in. We both froze, eyes wide. Michael did a slow 180-degree turn to face him. "Yes, sir. I actually just came to drop something off," Michael said, clearing his throat and shifting back into full business mode. "Leave," Kevin said immediately. Michael did as he was
Chapter 16 Ameera's PovFlowers. Everywhere.It looked like the company had turned into a giant garden. Each bouquet screamed expensive, like they’d been specially grown for this exact purpose. And of course, they were all in front of my desk. Every single one addressed to Kevin.Michael wasn’t around for breakfast, so I didn’t have anyone to gossip with about it. I ended up sitting with Lily. We usually just exchanged polite “hellos” at work, so this was new.“Hey, Lily, what’s up with all the flowers?” I asked, eyeing the piles stacked around me.“Oh right—you’re new here.” She leaned in, lowering her voice. “Today’s the day Mr. Blackwood’s parents passed away.”“His parents?!” I nearly choked.She nodded. “People send flowers from all over the world. His father was a huge influence before his death, and so was his mother.”I stared. Was it terrible that I had no idea Kevin was basically an orphan?“He’s not in the best of moods this time of year,” Lily added.“Hmm. Can’t really bl
Chapter 15 Ameera's Pov“Why didn’t he ask me to drop him off?” Michael asked as we sat together for breakfast.He had hot chocolate and meat rolls; I had coffee and donuts.“I don’t know, he probably didn’t want annoying people around him,” I teased, smirking.Michael laughed. “Yeah right. If that was true, you’d be the first person he asked to stay back.”“But he didn’t, right?” I said, taking a sip of my coffee.He shook his head. “I was scared he’d sacked you though. When I saw the new guy—”“Oh, he can’t do that. It’s not like I did anything wrong.”“Well… that’s what I thought about the guy before you,” I said, grinning.“Yeah, I heard you were the reason he got sacked,” Michael shot back, laughing.“No, I wasn’t,” I added quickly—even though I knew full well I was.---“Are these everything?” Kevin’s voice cut through my thoughts as he scanned the paperwork I’d placed on his desk.“Yes, sir.”He leaned back in his chair, his eyes locking on me. The same way they had last nig
Chapter 14 Kevin's Pov I decided to go with Caden’s dumb plan.The main wedding was held this morning. I couldn’t possibly leave work for that. Tonight was the dinner party—smaller, quieter, family and close friends. The kind of event my grandmother would insist I attend.We had just finished work. She was about to leave. Always lingering with Michael. Laughing too loud outside my office, like she had no care in the world. Irritating. I swear sometimes I think they’re dating.I stepped out and only found her standing there.“I was just about leaving, sir. Is there anything you want me to do before I go?”“No,” I said, staring into those brown eyes. They had this annoying pull, like they knew I’d look too long.“Alright then, have a good night,” she said with a soft smile and turned around.“Wait.” The word came out before I could stop myself.“Yes?”“You’ll be following me to an event tonight.”“Tonight?” she asked, surprise flickering. “Is it a meeting or—”“Like I said, it’s an ev
Chapter 13 Kevin's Pov “So, you’re not going to eat anything?” my grandmother asked as she sat at the other end of the table. Michael had dropped me off at her place. So much space, yet just for two people. It felt… unnecessary. The dining table stretched wide, covered with enough food to feed ten people. Looking at it alone was enough to make someone full. My grandmother carried herself like she was still in her fifties. Brave, sharp, intelligent—probably the most brilliant woman I’ve ever met. My grandfather always said it was her intelligence that first drew him in, not even her beauty, and I believed him. She was always two steps ahead of everyone. Except the day she lost her son. That broke her, though she did her best to hide it. “I’m full,” I said, watching as she tore into her bread rolls. “Okay, if you say so.” “You asked to see me?” “Yes, indeed. Since you’re so busy with work, you’ve forgotten your grandparents,” she said, dropping her food. “I’m sorry, Grandmot







