RYAN'S POV I knew it was a fact that she had questions. However, since she wouldn't ask more, it left me a bit confused. I wanted to know what she was thinking. "Ryan," I turned my gaze to look at her and found her staring at me with an endearing smile. "Now you understand why I've not been able to talk about my past with you even though I would love to. It's not as easy as it seems." She said and I swallowed.'...she would love to.' a part of me secretly celebrated. "I know." "I'm so sorry about your mother and grandfather," she paused, "and your brother too. I believe you'd find him one day." A brief silence passed by before she continued. "I'm really sorry, I suck at consoling people." Her gaze wandered off briefly before returning to me. "Don't be sorry, you did nothing wrong." I said to her. And she nodded. "So, you don't have to answer the questions just because I asked, even when you're not comfortable." She smiled again and my breath caught.Was she always
RYAN'S POV Of all the questions to ask, I never imagined Anita would be asking about this one. There's a reason I hadn't really specified to her from the onset about the reason I have to stay married. Because I knew telling her would make me more vulnerable to answer other questions that might arise from my response. My jaw clenched and I eased my body into relaxing. I was giving away too much reaction which might make her more curious. All evening, she had asked private questions about me which I've surprised myself by answering sincerely. But this one question... She was right, I don't know if I want to answer that at all. I was opening up to her too quickly, more than I ought to. But strangely, I couldn't help it. I actually liked the feeling that came with sharing details of my personal life with her. Maybe because, a huge part of me also wanted her to be free enough with me to the extent she would be able to talk about her past with me. It wasn't so cool a
ANITA'S POV Seconds stretched into what could be considered eternity, as we remained in that position, seemingly lost in each other's eyes. Slowly, I let my gaze wandered from his eyes, his entire face and finally settled at the fullness of his lips. I blinked back several times and unconsciously bit on my lower lips out of habit. "Should I kiss you again?" He suddenly whispered, somehow tossing the ball away and reaching for my face in a matter of seconds. "Don't you know doing that consistently would warrant you getting several unexpected kisses from me." I blinked and swallowed simultaneously, my eyes reverting back to his immediately. A teasing smile danced in his eyes and just before his fingers could caress my face, I instantly fled from his body. "You... D-don't dream too much." I stuttered with a startled, strange voice. "Why?" He raised a teasing brow. "Even the children don't seem to mind us kissing. Remember? They're such cute little fans of..." "Shu
ANITA'S POV Finally regaining my composure after several seconds of staring in stunned silence at Ryan, I swatted his hand away. "And what if I don't want to play?" "Then we can just sit here and talk." He gave an indifferent shrug. "Talk about what?" I raised a brow at him. "Talk about you, me, the kids, anything." He casually said. I stood up and walked back to the basketball court, Ryan quietly followed behind. We got to the court in no time and I picked up a ball and bounced. "Have you forgotten our deal, Mr. Rivers?" "The one about keeping everything I knew about you a secret and never asking you anything about it?" He asked, and I said nothing. Ryan rolled up his sleeves and aimed towards me, going for the ball. Soon it was in his possession again. And he bounced it several times, dodging from my reach while I struggled to get it back. And for a couple seconds, his gaze locked against mine. "Of course, I didn't forget." He reached out his arms high and thre
ANITA'S POV "Anita, are you crazy?" Kristen's sharp tone hit me with a painful sting. Taylor was her only brother and the thought that I had hurt him must have gotten her worried. She had gone to get groceries after dropping me off at Taylor's private studio and had returned to meet us in that horrible situation. Was I going to get Taylor hospitalized? A gasp left my lips instantly. "Oh my God! T!" I ran to his side immediately. He coughed weakly, his mouth bloodied as he tried to smile. "Indeed Ani, you didn't hold back. As your mentor, I'm very proud of you." "Stop talking, will you? Jeez! You're hurt. I'm very sorry. Kristen, I'm sorry I didn't... I really didn't mean to..." "Well, damn it with you two. There's always bound to be drama and several bruises each time I leave you both alone." She sighed. "However, this was the first time you've really gone beyond the usual, Anita. What were you thinking? Is it because of the news?" "I am just crazy, that's a
ANITA'S POV Only two days after my return from Eden's Orphanage and my unpleasant encounter with the Walters from DC, the answer to the questions that's bothered me in the last forty eight hours, was already trending all over the internet. *The CEO of Walter Groups and Co. Dean Walter, and his beautiful Influencer wife, Brianne McKinney Walter stuns in photos as they adopt a baby from Eden's Orphanage in New York.* Adopt? I scoffed mentally. I never cared why the bastard needed to adopt a child but he must be very delusional if he really dreamed he could answer the title of 'father' after what he did to me, to our baby... I had just returned from an emergency shoot earlier in the day and was about to alight from Kristen's car while absentmindedly scrolling on my phone when the news about Dean Walter adopting a child had popped up on my feed, ruining my mood entirely. My fury was so great it made me sick internally but I had refused to allow myself experience another t