The whole meeting room turned eerily silent as they all turned to look at me in shock. My breath hitched and my heart literally stopped for a second when what I had just done dawned on me. Ms. Priya’s eyebrows furrowed at me. “Ms. Olivia, explain your brazen reaction. Now!”“Ms. Priya, I’m s…sorry. I didn’t mean to s…shout like that. It’s just that I don’t agree with the choice of model,” I replied softly, keeping my head down.Gasps and murmurings echoed through the room as my statement puzzled everyone. Obviously, that was because, to a stranger, he looked perfect with his 6-pack abs and chiseled jawline, but that was only on the outside. His soul and personality were polar opposites to how he looked, much like heaven and hell. However, in the world of marketing, Joshua was an ideal model and was the best candidate to capture interest, making people take a second glance at whatever poster or billboard he was on. So, my declaration went against the thoughts of all the marketing per
Joshua’s sudden unexpected declaration caused the ground beneath my feet to tremble. Wires in my brain tried to connect and process what he said, but ultimately, the conclusion it came to was evident. Joshua Taylor had truly become a great liar and had taken the level of his lies to extraordinary levels.When I remained silent, he pointed at the scar on his left eyebrow. “Why do you think I have this scar here?”“There are a hundred and one reasons you could have that scar,” I blurted out before rolling my eyes at him.“Are you serious? You think I’m making this up?” he demanded with a scoff.I scoffed back in response. “It wouldn’t be the first time for people like you.”“You. Don’t. Know. Me.” Joshua’s eyebrows furrowed as he glared at me, his chopped sentence channeling his displeasure.Rolling my eyes at him, I looked towards the door with desperation just in time as I heard the bell over the main door ring. A new voice echoed through the half-empty studio along with the question
Joshua’s POVMy motorcycle sped through the rush hour traffic, careful to avoid busy pedestrians who were not in their senses, cab drivers who thought the roads belonged to them, and other drivers who just wanted to get home.“F*ck! You would think that driving a motorcycle would help get through rush hour, but this is insane!” I said out loud as my voice echoed in my helmet.Several minutes later, the open road was gifted to me as I exited the ramp leading out of the city. Twisting the handle, I accelerated my bike and sped forward as the wind slammed against my body. Here was just something about it that made me feel light and at ease. What others felt was dangerous and too nerve-wracking was relaxing to me. After parking my baby in the covered basement, I headed up to my apartment with a skip in my step.“You look like you had a good day,” Mrs. Baxter said as she entered the building with a few grocery bags in her hands.Walking down the staircase, I approached her and shifted two
Joshua’s POVMy ears couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The woman who somehow hated me, constantly insulted me, and refused to look me in the eye, was now calling me and asking me out for coffee. It was as if I had entered some alternate universe or I was probably sleeping and dreaming all it up. Either way, she had put me in a tough spot, and my tongue, which was just enjoying the delicious fried rice, knotted and made me lost for words.“Hello? Are you there?” her voice bounced off the walls of my one-bedroom apartment, startling me.Letting out a long exhale, I ran my hand through my hair in exasperation. “Yes, I’m here.”“Oh, good. I thought I was talking to the wall,” she replied snappily, testing my patience.Pinching the bridge of my nose, I tried my best to remain c
Olivia’s POVMy eyelids fluttered at the sight of the towering man in front of me, blocking the sunlight that was shining on me. Joshua Taylor was standing in front of me, dressed in a pair of washed-out blue jeans, a white t-shirt, and a denim jacket. He also had a motorcycle helmet tucked under his arm while his other hand ran through his messy hair.Was I worried that he had heard me cursing him when he was late to our meeting which was my attempt to try to apologize to him? Hell Yes!“So, care to explain yourself, Princess?” he asked as his face contorted into a serious look.His narrowed eyebrows and his piercing gaze on me paralyzed me. The new and improved Olivia Jamerson was no coward but at that moment, I was terrified of him for reasons unknown. To be honest, I hoped that I was dreaming and even tried pinching myself to w
Joshua’s POVMy tongue tingled with pleasure as the hot black coffee filled my mouth. After the morning I had, it was very needed. First, Mr. Perez’s store was the site of a traffic collision right around the corner from my apartment. When I drove past, I couldn’t just leave him there to handle the whole situation himself. Despite knowing that I was going to be late, I stopped and helped the cyclist that crashed into the fruit stand after being nudged by a car.Once I got back on the road, my pocket vibrated constantly but I was too busy avoiding other cars on the road to check it. By the way that my phone vibrated constantly, I knew that it had to be Olivia. True enough, once I parked my bike outside the quaint café, I checked my phone to see numerous missed calls and a thread of unread texts. Each message Olivia sent me channeled her anxiousness and frustration at
Olivia’s POVAbsolute silence filled the call after I revealed what had happened. It was so quiet that I debated if the call had ended or if my best friend was really that shocked. Pulling my phone away from my ear, I looked at the screen to see that her name was still on the screen, but Adrina’s speechlessness and her lack of comments terrified me slightly.“Adrina? Are you still there?” I asked softly as I began walking to the subway.After a few seconds, I heard a sharp exhale. “Yeah, I’m here. Sorry, I was not expecting that. What the hell happened, Olivia?”“So, long story short, he practically saw through my lie and decided to send me straight to the office. Apparently, he still drives a motorcycle just like he did back in high school. I didn’t have a choice, Adrina. It was either that or b
Joshua’s POV After being told off right to my face by Olivia, I stayed away from her and focused on my work. Until this day, I still don’t know why I chose to approach her so openly and insinuate that whatever we had was better than whatever was going on with her and that Sam guy. It did seem like jealousy but it surprised me the hold Olivia had on me that I found myself crushing on her since the day I saw her. Gone were my resolutions to stay away from her and focus on my present. All I wanted was to keep getting closer to her and learning more about her. But, when she declared that we had nothing more than our professional relationship, I felt like she punched me in the gut. I was beyond hurt and cursed myself for ever thinking that she would ever go for a guy like me. Fate had always been cruel to me and it was my fault for believing that it would give me a chance when it came to lov