ARIEL POVI wasn't certain if my actions were enough reasons for me to react like that towards Ryan. I was angry, not against him for what transpired earlier between Cindy and us, but rather what happened at the restroom. “She just kept forcing herself on the young Billionaire.” The voice of one of the ladies I met at the restroom geared into my memory lane. Even when I felt I shouldn't have let them get to me, I still did. I sighed, realizing how unfair it was to react that way towards Ryan. I simply walked away, trying not to get back at them. Getting back at Cindy was enough for the night. I wasn't much of a fire for fire kind of person. I hoist my head up as it met with Ryan, who was taking giant strides towards me. My heart beat faster, as I hoped in my heart that he wasn't angry. The beeping sound of the car jolted me, as I opened the door to his car, not waiting for him to get in front of me. The least I could think of now was for the night to end in no time. I am alread
RYAN POV What transpired between Ariel and I kept playing on my mind like a movie. It was as if she knew what I wanted at each time. The time when I needed solace, or when I was just confused. She is very patient and loving. The perfect reminder of the qualities Evelyn had. I wish she never died. I sighed, as I geared back to the documents in front of me. The work kept coming up ever since the secret marriage of Ariel, and I was blown out. It was expected that most companies wanted partnership because they felt it deem to count me more responsible than ever before. I fought the thoughts that kept coming in, but was not successful. I decided I needed to rest more than ever, even though I can't have one soon. I just needed to adapt as soon as possible. The door to my office opened, revealing Nick and my secretary who followed behind him. My head hoisted, glancing at some files in her hand, ignoring Nick, who simply sat down. “Sir, I came to give you this. This is from Mrs. Samant
ARIEL POV I sighed for the umpteenth time, holding to the novel I was reading. A teen fiction, apparently which focused on a young teenage boy who struggled with feelings for both same and opposite sex. As much as that seemed frightening, the plot twist only made me dig deeper. It was the little I could do to while away time, and most especially the thought that I missed Ryan. I tossed and turned, trying to concentrate with the book I was reading, but my thoughts kept splitting from my phone to the novel in hand. I was waiting for Ryan's text message. Not only that, but I had texted him a few minutes ago, asking about his travel to Italy and if he had settled down. But sadly haven't received a reply. Maybe he is busy,' my subconscious hinted. I held my breath while engaging In an internal brawl between myself and myself. I inhaled and exhaled, as I sat up on the bed, checking my phone again. I let out a groan, before releasing the phone off my hand. “I shouldn't worry. He is f
ARIEL POV The air felt stiff, different thoughts running in and out of my head. It was weird, but I was glad I still maintained my calm. 'She is not worth your reply. Just ignore her.' I kept thinking inwardly, trying not to focus on the lewd words Kathleen used. “Kathleen, that was rude. Apologize,” I heard Nick sternly voice, prompting me to gaze at them. Kathleen rolled her eyes, folding her arms on her chest. “I would rather kiss the ground, then apologize. She is not worth it. And if you keep pressing on this matter, I better leave.” She sashayed away, as Nick looked angry and bewildered. He held his palms together, as he faced me. “I'm sorry about her. Please pardon me. She won't go scot-free.” He seethed, making my heart skip a bit. Nick walked away. I attempted to follow him, as I was afraid he might do something crazy, but I felt Eva pull me back. “And where do you think you are going, sister-in-law?” Eva drawled, as I simply let out a groan. “What if Nick does som
RYAN POV I wasn't sure what I felt about that question from Ariel, but I was angry. I was furious, my body trembling with anger. Different questions ran through my head as I stared angrily at her. How did she know about Evelyn? And what gave her the effrontery to ask about her? Just because we were getting close does not give her the permission to pry into my personal affairs- to ask personal questions. “You should go to sleep, Ariel. Goodnight.” Calming down, I said, making sure my voice wasn't raised. I walked towards the door, not until her voice stopped my motion. “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked such a personal question. My inquisitiveness got the best of me.” Now she is talking, but because I was still feeling tense and angry at her choice of question, I needed more space and time to clear my mind. Her words triggered many things in me. “If you would like us to still be on good terms, be careful of the question you ask. We aren't so close.” I opened the door, walking
RYAN POV I let out a disgruntled groan, realizing I requested for a wrong file. I tapped on my desk, trying to ease the tension building up in me. I was tired and sleepy. I could feel pangs of pain, keeping me from working properly. The door opened, revealing Chloe as she walked in with a file. “Sir, this is the business deal that needs your attention as soon as possible.” I shook my head slightly, trying to be as calm as possible. Who was she to decide which business deal needed my attention as soon as possible? “Sir…” She called out. “Can you just not talk?” I tried to keep my voice down, but obviously, the look on her face explained it. She was shocked. “I'm sorry, sir.” She quickly apologized. I raised my hand, halting her from speaking more words. I quickly performed a breathing exercise, my head resting on my palms as I breathed out gently. It was very wrong to transfer aggression, especially to Chloe. She had been the best secretary ever. I just can't put into words
RYAN POV I smiled, reminiscing the event that happened the previous night, the thought of sleeping on Ariel, bringing me to chuckle. It was even weird that I saw the stain of her lips stick on my lips this morning. She must have kissed me. That naughty lady. Taking one final look at myself, I decided to leave the room for the dining. My eyes met with Ariel the moment I stepped into the dining room, as she quickly looked away. My lips curled into a small smile, as I sat looking at her intently. With a flirtatious smile, I winked at her, as her cheeks turned crimson. “What are we eating today?” I asked, as she began dishing out my breakfast. “Something light. Just toasted English muffins and coffee. I hope you love it.” I nodded, as she prepared to leave. My hand held her wrist, preventing her from moving further. She stopped, as I felt her tensed up a bit. “Ariel, can you sit with me?” I wasn't sure that came out, but I'm glad it did. She sat gently, as she still didn't meet
RYAN POV I wasn't certain how I felt about Ariel's kiss that morning, but it was exciting. I almost got lost, and if not for the last self-control on me, I would have encouraged us to continue where she started. I wasn't certain, but all I could think of was how to pay Ariel back. She is quite confident to initiate a kiss. Not only that, but I can't seem to get my mind off it. My imagination kept going wider than I thought. "Sir.” The touch of someone jolted me out of my reverie. I cleared my throat, adjusting my sitting posture, blocking the thought of Ariel, at the sight of the people watching me. The throbbing I felt between my legs dropped immediately. I felt speechless for a while, suddenly realizing I was in a meeting, but all I could think of was Ariel's kiss. I haven't been bewitched, have I? Nah! I don't believe in that. "Please, go on.” I rested on my chair, trying to bring back my concentration again. "Since the end of the year is drawing near, we thought the compa