LOGIN2 years ago - Friday 6th March 2024 NashI unlocked my phone and sent her a quick message. *Will be there at 6. Be ready.* Simple. Direct. The way things worked best between us so there were no misunderstandings. I slipped the phone back into my pocket and entered my office. Immediately notifications began flooding the screen. Emails. Messages. Calendar updates. And one bank notification? I frowned. Then stopped walking. What the fucking hell was this? I looked again. Three hundred thousand dollars had been deposited into one of my personal accounts. The sender reference made me freeze. VA Rossi. Valentina??? My frown deepened. That didn't make sense. I hit the intercom. "Devon." He answered immediately. "Yes Nash?" "My office now." Thirty seconds later my assistant stepped inside. Devon had worked for me long enough to recognize when something had my attention. "You needed me Nash?" I turned the phone around. "Look at this." His eyes scanned the notification. Then his b
2 years ago - Friday 6th March 2024 Nash The week from hell was finally over. Financial year-end always brought chaos. Auditors. Board reviews. Compliance meetings. Department reports. More meetings. Then meetings about the meetings. By 5pm Friday evening, I was mentally exhausted and thoroughly sick of everyone in my orbit. The only upside? It was Friday. Knock off time. Just past five. Almost time to go to Valentina. For the first time all day, I found myself relaxing as I stepped out of the boardroom and headed toward my office. A faint smile tugged at my mouth. Valentina always had that effect on me. She soothed something restless inside me. The constant pressure. The noise. The endless demands. Other women could provide distraction. Temporary relief. But it was never the same. Never enough. Never satisfying. The realization irritated me. I didn't like needing anything. Or anyone. Yet somehow that tiny, curly-haired woman had become the one thing I genuinely looked forw
Two Years Earlier - Friday, March 6th 2024ValentinaHeartbreak is quieter than people think.It isn't always screaming matches and shattered glass and dramatic goodbyes. Sometimes it's standing alone in a luxury penthouse overlooking Manhattan while rain crawls down the windows...trying not to break apart as you pack your life into two suitcases.The suitcases looks too small for everything I’m leaving behind.I folded another sweater mechanically before placing it into the open suitcase on my bed. My bed in my allocated room. Not ours. Never oursI zip it closed anyway. The sound is final. A full stop at the end of a sentence I spent twelve months trying to rewrite.This penthouse. God I hated it. A few million dollars worth of glass and marble and city lights, and it never once felt like home. Home was supposed to be where you smell cookies in the oven. Where you had mismatched cushions. Where your toothbrush stayed on the counter. Where someone knew what you ate for breakfast on
Two years ago – Thursday March 5th 2024 Valentina Dinner was concluded with Maddie’s famous peach cobbler. And I took that opportunity to give everyone their gifts. You would think it was Christmas morning the way Livvie and Ethan tore into their gifts. “I love having a rich friend.” Livvy declared, showing off her LV bag proudly. I shook my head at her antics, while everyone laughed. Later, while everyone cleaned up, Livvy cornered me in the kitchen. The moment we were alone her expression changed. The concern she'd been hiding all evening surfaced immediately. "Val." I looked away. She gently grabbed my chin. "No. Don’t hide from me." My eyes met hers. And that was all it took. Tears instantly filled them. "Oh honey." She pulled me into a hug. I held on desperately. "I can see the dark circles. You look like a racoon with a spiral perm" I laughed weakly. "Liv—" "And you've lost weight." I didn't answer. Because she was right. I have had zero appetite since the week-end. "
Two Years Earlier - Wednesday, March 4th 2024Valentina Dinner felt strangely normal at first. LReminiscent of the ones we had shared so many times before. Mark telling stories. Livvy interrupting. Ethan smiling beneath the long suffering sigh and rolling his eyes.Maddie trying unsuccessfully to keep order. The familiar chaos wrapped around me like a blanket. For a little while, I forgot my heart was broken. Then eventually the conversation shifted.The room grew quieter. Everyone looked at me. Waiting. For why they had all been summoned. I set my fork down carefully. "By now you all know that I am going away for a bit." I paused as they all gave me their attention. "The relationship I was in..." I began softly. Livvy's eyes immediately met mine. The only person at the table who knew anything. I offered her a tiny smile before continuing. "It didn't work out. We were both in different places."The words hurt. Even now. "I wanted more." My voice wavered slightly. "He didn't."Silen
Two years ago - Thursday, March 5th 2024 ValentinaI was up and ready, armed with my to do list by seven in the morning.I downed a cup of coffee for some caffeine courage before dialling Maddie.The phone rings three times before she picks up. “Valentina? Baby, it’s barely seven thirthy.” Madeline’s voice is soft with sleep, but already cut with worry. “You never call this early. Not unless somethings wrong. Talk to me sweetheart.”The moment she answered, I almost lost my nerve. “Hi Maddie. Sorry to call so early.”"Valentina?" she asked warmly. "Sweetheart, are you alright?"I closed my eyes. That one word. Sweetheart. It had always been that way with Maddie. No matter how old I got. She always sounded like a mother checking on her child.And God help me, after the week I'd had, I desperately needed that. I press my forehead against the cold Uber window. Manhattan is still gray and quiet. “Nothing is wrong Maddie. I'm fine, I promise. I just… I needed to hear your voice.”There
Author's Foreword This story has been entered into the Doing Me to the Fullest Contest. I hope it resonates with all of you that do me the honour of reading it as well as the judges of the contest. I wrote this story for every person that till this day hold a space in their hearts for their first
2 years ago – Saturday 29th FebruaryValentina"You're going to..." He swallowed. "You're going to ride me?"I nodded, cheeks burning. "I want to lead. Just tonight. Please."He looked at me—really looked—and I saw something shift in his gaze. Need. Pride. Lust. "Okay," he whispered. "Okay, baby. T
Two Years Earlier - Monday, March 2nd 2024ValentinaBy Monday morning, I felt hollow. Not better. Not healed. Just...empty. The kind of empty that comes after you've cried so much there are no tears left. And still nothing from Nash…no call…no message…nothing.I sat on the edge of my bed staring
2 years ago – Saturday 29th FebruaryValentinaWe were both basking in the afterglow of my daring take over.I remembered how he had kissed me hungrily afterwards, still half shocked by what had happened, both of us still catching our breath. I had slipped out of his tight grip and grabbed the sil







