As expected, Arah and Jazz were constantly seen in public. Mostly during dinner. And as one of the famous personalities in the city, people started to talk. Appraising their developing association.It's been a week since their first meeting and they are now together at the Steel mansion for their scheduled Sunday lunch. "I can no longer remember the last time I had a visit here, Chairman Steel" with his usual playfulness, Jazz exclaims while hugging her."Drop the formality, Jazz. It's annoying" Helen glares at him before turning to Arah."You look great, Amara" admiration laced her voice while intently looking at Arah's attire. Wearing a white spaghetti strap chemise paired with beige trousers and strappy high heels, she looks refreshingly stunning. Her elegant outfit accentuates her pearly white flawless skin. She is dashing as always. "Thank you, mom. You never failed to flatter me" she cheerfully responded while kissing the older woman. "I'm not flattering you, Amara" she glar
As planned, they are in the poolside after everyone has rested. Helen and Eric are already in the water while the three men were still lounging, waiting for Arah.The wait has been worth it when she emerged from the bathhouse clad in a white two-piece haltered swimsuit. Her perfection is on display together with her silky healthy locks. The skimpy fabric just perfectly covers what should be concealed but the rest is exposed for the hungry vultures to feast. "Hmm..." three different cadences of throat clearing sounded as she sways her way to the poolside, holding her flimsy robe."Isn't that too fancy for just a family swimming?" Luther, with his hard tone, mutters. His dark gaze is drifting from her face downwards, lingering on the two spots that are barely covered before it reached her long slender legs. Unlike the two men who are openly gawking with admiration, he looks disapproving of her swimwear. Unbothered by his tone, Ara just sparingly glance at his side before she casually
"Dr. Rechner, good evening" the floor manager, Mr. Silla waiting at the entrance, greeted."Good evening, Mr. Silla" casually, she greeted back. Every employee of Steel Resort and Casino treats her like one of the Steel. "The party started an hour ago. This way Doctor" with a polite and cheerful smile, he ushered her."Thank you" she briefly replies.Even before she reached the pool area she could already hear the boisterous and lewd laughter. She was invited to a pool party thrown by Jazz's friends for his homecoming and she indulges the invitation.Clad in a white dress and flat strappy sandals, she made her way to the pool area following the manager. Indeed the party is at its peak. The pool is in a festive uproar and sultry giggles and clinking of glasses chime everywhere. A glass of alcohol is in everyone's hands even those in the pool. The long table heaping of food on the other side has a few people. It seems that guests are not after the scrumptious feast, they are after the
"Hmmm..." This time Arah moans and it was the chance Jazz needed to deepen the kiss. They are too immersed when squeals erupted and before anyone could realize what happened, several women were sprawled on the floor, whimpering. They all fell after the man they were serving abruptly stand up and walked away. And upon seeing his dark grim look, guests scurried away from his path. Luther Steel has a deathly look while he stomps away from the party. The commotion created quite a noise but the two kissing figures remains unbothered. Even Tim's face reflects his surprise and though he had expected a lot of changes from Jazz's return, it still affected him. Without tearing his gaze away from the two kissing figures, he gulps the entire liquid left in his glass. And as expected, he was distracted by the pain of the liquid fire in his throat.Amid the confusion around, the two continue to enjoy each other's tastes. Arah is slowly drifting to the euphoria brought by his kiss. It's gentle
She waited for his response but after a while, she got none. "Isn't it improper to barge inside someone's room? Is this part of the resort's service?" snickering, she added."Just because you have the access, you can just do anything you want, Mr. CEO" she continues. "Did you... enjoy it?" instead of answering her, he grumbled.Not understanding what he meant, she just look at him. He is drunk and even with their distance, she could smell alcohol on his breath. Whatever his scheme of sneaking inside her bedroom, she vowed to not let it pass. She will deal with him when he is sober. "Did you... enjoy it, Arah?" he continues with a clenched jaw. This time his tone becomes harder. "What are you trying to know, Luther? It's late and you're drunk. Go back to your room" she coldly dismissed before taking a step away.But a strong hand grabs her arm, halting her. She was startled but the pain in her arm made her sharply look him in the eyes."Unhand me" she firmly mutters. Both have clen
It's been days and she hasn't heard anything about Luther, which somehow relieved her. Their last encounter caused a huge rift between them and she was not sure if she is ready to see him. Despite the heaviness she feels, she endures the passing days. She indulges Jazz's invitation, wanting to know him more. Though it's difficult, she needs to move forward. It's enough dwelling in the past. "Thank you for accepting my invitation, Arah" Jazz smiles after they had their intimate dinner. "I enjoy your company, Jazz. Thank you for this evening" she responded with a sincere smile. Indeed she enjoys being with him. He never made her feel suffocated despite his obvious admiration. He knows how to treat her and that is to give her the space she requires. They are enjoying a glass of champagne when someone surprisingly joined them, with a screeching chair in tow. Followed by the smell of alcohol on his breath. "Wow, I missed... the lovely...dinner. Do you...think they... still have some.
Tensing at what he said, Arah did not dare look at anyone. Even to Jazz."I'm not your wife. Stop this nonsense, Luther" she grimly whispers."You are... my wife, right?" persisting, he moves his face closer to her."No, I am not" she firmly counters with a glare."We are... not? But... we are... married. I remembered... signing... our marriage contract" he confusedly grumbles. Indeed he looks thoughtful. But she was aghast when he kept on insisting. It is making her more uncomfortable. She could feel the questioning gaze from across, which she tries to ignore. "We divorced, Luther" she leans closer to his ears and angrily whispers. The night could not be worst than babysitting him. However, even if she tries to speak low, she was sure, Jazz heard them all."We did? Why?" confusion is written all over his face. "I don't know if this is one of your tricks or you are simply messing with me or you're just too drunk to realize but you need to go home and sleep. We will talk when you ar
Tim and Eric shake their heads at the sharpness of Arah's tongue while the rest were surprised. While Helen chuckles despite her tears. She always loves Arah's dark humor, it reminds her of herself. "You need to be tended in the hospital" she added. "Okay," he readily agrees without opening his eyes but tightens his hold on her hand. While the rest were relieved by his agreement. "Arah...!" he suddenly jolted when he was rolled towards the ambulance and Arah let go of his hand. Like earlier, he starts to struggle again. "I'm here, following you" she quickly looms above him to show herself. Only by then, he calms down. But his lidded eyes kept on checking on her. Despite their unusual relationship, she worries a lot about him.She keeps up despite almost running. She was surprised by how Luther obeyed her but it was an opportunity they need to bring him to the hospital. "Mom, dad, I will go with Arah and Luther in the ambulance" Tim turns to their parents who instantly nodded befo