Mister Crown, me and his chauffeur are on our way back to his company. I am sitting next to the driver seat while mister Crown situated himself in the back on his own. We just went to a project, checking how everything is going. It was a big construction site and it is rumored to be the next tallest hotel in Manhattan and could accommodate a thousand people.It almost impressed me. If only it's not because of the incident hours ago that's been bothering me until dawn.The city lights pass like a blur across the window of his Rolls-Royce and I contemplate the view as we drive. I let my forehead down against the glass for as long as I remember. It had been difficult. This brain of mine that just couldn't take its attention from what happened earlier.It did take me off guard. It did take me by surprise, and perhaps that's the reason why it managed to devastate me greatly. Because I wasn't expecting it. I wasn't expecting Sebastian to act like that. To yell at me like that. He's the onl
“Holy shit!” Jean exclaimed in pure shock.“Sebastian proposed to you?”I waddle my fingers with pride, showing off the beautiful ring that Sebastian gave to me last night.“I wasn't actually expecting for something like this. Honestly I was sure a simple apology, hug and kisses would do the trick,” I reply, admiring the beautiful metal with what seems to exhibit its diamond stone.“You mean Sebastian shouted at you for being careless and in exchange, a way to make it up to you, he proposed to you?” There's a slight perplexity in the way she let these words out—something I don't bother giving much of an attention to because I poured all of my notice to the ring.“Yup.” I smile.“And you said yes?” “Who wouldn't?”“That’s not much of a good trade,” Jean suddenly says. I glue a judging stare at her as I try to process what she actually means.“What do you mean?” I question, brows raising.“You only know Sebastian for three weeks, Keila. I don't think getting engaged is a good move,” Je
Friday morning wakes me up with a surprise. I struggle to get out of the bed as my arm aims for my phone that's been ringing for like a minute now and has been the main cause of my early rise. I sneak clumsily off of Sebastian's captive and he groans in response to the slightest movement I make. I reach for the phone, adjusting to the intense light. Kim is the name that reads. All of a sudden, sleep is no longer within me and I'm suddenly as alert as an FBI agent. I answer the dial, placing it next to my ear.“Kim?” I exclaim, shushing myself afterwards as comprehension comes to me that Sebastian is still asleep.“Hi, sis. How are you? It's been so long since you last called.”“Hello, my dear sister! I miss you. I've been very busy recently so I didn't have time to call you” she answers from the other end with great enthusiasm.“I’m doing fine. How are you?”I head out of the room, the phone still glued to my ear. I walk towards the kitchen and open the fridge. “I'm alright as we
Kimberly isn't the type that gets comfortable with someone in an instant. But that fact seems to have become blunt, because at this very moment, Kimberly has been laughing at Sebastian's jokes, pulling her stomach together as she bursts out in a series of loud giggles. Her face becomes flash red and tears are quietly dribbling from the edge of her eyes. After the unexpected gathering with Sebastian, the three of us cease the short opportunity to introduce Kim to my fiance. And after just talking for five minutes, Kim figures she likes him. She roots for him. She wants him to marry me. I mean who wouldn't? Sebastian definitely has everything a man craves. He has the look, the height, the humor and he can entertain any guess well. He's charismatic, and that's definitely the reason why I fell for him.Sebastian follows us to the door. The real estate agent is waiting for him inside. Now, I do want to listen to Sebastian's plans, but unfortunately I need to get back to mister Crown's bu
The cab pulls to a stop just outside of the towering heights and large bulking width of Crown building. After dropping Kimberly to her hotel, I asked for the driver to take me to my location as soon as possible. Jordan Crown is the type of person who despises being late even for just five seconds. But no need to worry though. I still have two minutes, which I believe is enough to get me to the top by an elevator express.As I rush through the glass doors several employees greets me, which in response, I greet back. I head towards the elevator in a flurry of motion, almost tripping on my heels on my steps. I climb in, only the person occupying the small room. The elevator doors begin to shut and my bothered heels cannot help but tap against the floor in a nervous rhythm.If I am not mistaken, this'll be the first time I will be late, not even exceeding a minute late, just for a few seconds, so technically I shouldn't be considered late. All reasons and excuses come to mind as my uneas
The only thing that keeps the atmosphere from a total silence is the soft roaring of Jordan's Bugatti. We've been silent since we drove out of the building. Barbara's threat still brothers me because I know that a woman like her would do anything just to win. She's that crazy. “What did she tell you?” Jordan asked coldly, focusing on the wheel. I keep my eyes on my lap, silently regretting what happened between us Jordan. If I only knew from the start that Sebastian, who apparently is my boss's brother, will come to my life then I shouldn't have laid a hand on Jordan. So many possibilities in my head that would have led to something good If I didn't only do it with Jordan. “She knows the truth. She knows we're not together…” I slowly bring my face to him.“and that I'm engaged to your brother.”Jordan's eyes shut, pushing his teeth together in obvious frustration, his jaws visibly tightening. He rubs his temples while his other hand minds with the steering wheel. “Did she say anyt
I have always believed that there's nothing more painful than break up. But then I realize, being in a relationship where you feel like you don't belong is a greater predicament. I used to feel Sebastian's unconditional love for me. Like he was the sun and I was the flower that happily opens and blooms as another day reunites us. He used to take care of me with his sunshine, giving me the nutrients I need to blossom, and I accepted it, wholeheartedly. Everything seems different now. He's trying to burn me now, his strong heat wanting to destroy me every time he's angry. He did it again. He hurt me once more.Or rather… He destroyed me.. . .The night was sleepless and the tears and agony accompanied me the whole time I lay on the bed. My heart feels like being dropped with a weight, crushing it down into fragments. Sebastian used to be someone to me. He was the one who brought spark to my life, but what's upsetting is that he's also the one who took it. I'm drowning. Now I know w
Part IIIWe arrive at the venue five minutes before eight. The sky provided a natural disco ball into the house for the guests that had been coming in dozens. The place is fairly-lit, like a setting straight out from books like Pride and Prejudice. A place that holds the kind of lighting that emits a Dark Academia vibe. As expected, each and every lady is sported in expensive dresses, decorated with gold and silver, faces covered by well applied makeup and foundations that didn't fail to make them look and feel good. And as for the gentlemen, suits of various colors are proudly represented by their figures. All with expensive watches that supplied the requirement for a stylish men's attires. As Sebastian and I climb out of the vehicle, and as crowds of suits and dresses trace the stairs that lead them to the entrance, hesitation stops me for a brief moment. I don't know what it actually is that's keeping me from taking one more step.Is it because Sebastian and I are still not on go