LOGINEverything else in the room seems to have disappeared the moment Bianca's gaze held Justin's. Her heart drummed in a rhythm only Justin could lead, and every second counting was a moment away from disaster.She wanted to run to him, hug him, kiss him and tell him how much she missed him. She wanted to tell him all the good things that happened to her within their five years of being apart and maybe tell him about her greatest joy.But she couldn't, because he's not the same man she knew back then. Everything changed that night, and it would be a miracle if he still feels something for her.Bianca was pulled out of her trance by Grandpa Josh's gentle tug on her arm. With a forced smile, she moved and let Grandpa Josh lead her further into the room."Isn't that Mr Josh McKenzie?" Arian asked from the side, her eyes all over Bianca and she walked away."Yes, that's him....the well number one world-class businessman" Mrs Miller added, clearly knowledgeable about McKenzie."I didn't know
The mornings came so fast and Bianca was yet to get herself ready.Today, she will officially be introduced as the leading and active heir of the MCKENZIE's to all including the partnering companies.That includes the Millers. Yes, the Millers were able to strike a deal with the MCKENZIE's thanks to Bianca during her disguise as Brian.And now, the result for her generosity is now about to face her. Not like she minds but her heart does.Five years is but five days to her and the feeling gets even more heartbreaking the closer she gets to Justin.She stood before the large mirror, staring at her beautiful self. Everything was perfect, her beauty top-notch and her makeup up a perfect blend to her pale skin.Her dress hugged her like a clone on a DNA strand defining every corner of her body. And sexy and elegant were the best words to describe her at this point.Her long jet black hair falls effortlessly on her back as its curls sway in response to the feeling.With a heavy sigh, she gr
That evening, Bianca, Monica and Kiara spent their time playing. Not like the duo wanted to play children's play but Kiara made them do it anyways.As the night grew older, Kiara's bed time approached. Bianca as always, tugged her into her bed and sang her a lullaby. As gentle and soothing as ever, Kiara found herself drowning in her world of princesses and Prince charming. And with a good night kiss from Bianca, nothing felt better than having the sweetest dreams.Monica finally beats her good-byes, and Bianca gets herself ready for bed. But sleep was far from her so she decided to make some coffee.Downstairs, Grandpa Josh was busy working on his phone. Bianca carried her cup of coffee and made herself comfortable on the sofa as she stirred gently on it.The room was quiet, with only Grandpa Josh's gaze moving back and forth observing Bianca."Are you okay, sweet?" He finally asked after what seemed like a long time. His voice was enough to pull Bianca out of her trance as she look
Five years laterThe large door opened and a woman in her late twenties walked in. Elegant, beautiful, majestic were the best words to describe her as she carried herself with supreme grace to her seat that was resting at the center of the room.Her eyes shone with nothing but dullness, and her appearance was strict and reserved in a professional manner.All the eyes of the men in the room brighten in interest and the women with admiration and jealousy.But none of it meant anything to the high level lady in her majestic elegant royal blue suit. She is none other than Bianca McKenzie, the unknown heiress of the Josh who claimed the position of the McKenzie Empire after her grandpa willingly stepped down.Silence lingered on the hall for minutes before Monica cleared her throat bringing everyone back to the present."We can proceed" she pressed a smile.With that, everyone's attention went back to the meeting, as they proceeded to discuss issues faced in the McKenzie Main base company.
I woke to a bright morning. My body ached, but my chest was warm with the memory of last night.We did it. We finally gave our love a name.Smiling, I turned, eyes half-closed, reaching for him—only to fall into cold sheets.My heart stopped. I blinked fast, the bed beside me empty.Panic clawed at my throat as I sat up, searching—until I saw him.He was sitting on the couch near the window, shoulders tense, eyes fixed somewhere beyond the glass.Those eyes weren’t the ones that had looked at me with love hours ago. They were ice now—distant, unreadable.“Sit,” he said.It wasn’t a request.My knees hit the edge of the bed, and I sank down before I even realized I’d obeyed. My palms were slick with sweat.“Why?” His voice was quiet, but it sliced through me. His gaze didn’t waver.I opened my mouth, but nothing came. The words caught, useless, on my tongue.“I… I’m sorry,” I managed. My voice cracked. Tears blurred my vision.The next sound was the crash of glass. He’d hurled the flow
Amidst the noisy room, all my senses were focused on the man seated before me. The way he moved to the sound of the music, how peaceful and happy he was. This was my first time seeing this carefree nature of his.I felt my heart twist inside, not of pain but of excessive joy that came with the thought of having to do things with him.I was all focused on him when he suddenly grabbed my wrist and yanked me out of my seat and into the dancing floor."W-what are you doing?""Let dance" He let go of my hand and began turning round and round, a scattered way of dancing.I couldn't believe he was the same calm, composed and elegant looking man I knew before. He's changed so much, I changed him but in a good way.My vision blurred with tears, I quickly blinked it away. I want to have this moment and let it stick to my memory as much as I can.It was all loud and wild until the music died down. Then a slow sound began playing.As if it knew what I wanted. Justin was standing there, a few f
"Mr. Zach," I called out, struggling to keep myself awake.But the harder I tried, the more impossible it became. My eyelids grew heavier by the second, and my body felt like it was slipping into a void I couldn’t crawl out of."Mr. Zach," I called again, my voice thinner now, barely holding on. Th
Lately, I've found myself making more mistakes than usual, and it's starting to terrify me. I can’t help but wonder if I’ve already ruined my chances—whatever they were. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I used to be focused, sharp, and reliable. But now? It's like everything crumbles the moment
“Get ready.”His voice sliced through the air like a blade—calm but commanding, the kind of tone you don’t question. It wasn’t loud, but it didn’t have to be. There was weight behind it. Power. Presence. The kind that stiffens your spine even before your brain catches up.“Me?” I asked, my voice ba
I quickly cleaned up the office, tidying up every stray piece of paper, aligning pens, and ensuring the files were perfectly organized. A soft smile tugged at my lips, the satisfaction of a job well done warming me from the inside. I knew he would appreciate the effort, or at least I hoped he would







