~Laurel~"Allow us, please." Phil and Kenneth who rushed over immediately after I parked my car said on seeing Kurt asleep on the backseat, the moment I opened the door."No, lemme handle him." I said with a smile and moved to pull him up from the seat."Is everything okay? What happened to him?" Phil asked, probably because they had never seen their boss this way before."He got drunk." Kenneth gasped while Phil's eyes shone in surprise. "That's a...um," Phil cleared his throat. "I don't believe you.""You're good to smell him if you want."To my surprise, Phil sniffled his shirt and squeezed his nose in a funny way. "That is uh..that is uh...a first. You sure he was in his right mind when he lifted that glass of liquor to his mouth?""Apparently, he was." I murmured, staring at Kurt who was still asleep on the backseat. "He just had to prove his point, didn't he?""Hey!" I slapped his arm. "Wake up!" His eyes fluttered open but I could tell he was still very much asleep. "Get up, y
~Laurel~"The fuck are we doing here?" I took Genevieve's hand on the table and squeezed. "Mind your language, will you?"She didn't respond, rather she pulled her hand away from mine and faced the view in front of us."So this is where the family's shooting gonna take place for your next exhibition," Bale explained, pointing to the display and arrays on the screen. "While, here, you have the settings of Mira's picture in the building, Mr and Mrs Kenton.""Thank you, Bale and...""So it has always been about your daughter huh?" Genevieve interrupted with a scoff. I took her hand again and squeezed. "Now, what the hell are you talking about?" I whispered.She flung her hand away from my hold and stood up abruptly, not minding the gazes of more than thirty board members on her. "Then why the fuck did you bring me here?! To show me that you've enough money to stick me to your asses for as long as you want?""You're embarrassing me, Genevieve, sit down." Kurt ordered."No, I'm sorry, Mr
~Laurel~My body shuddered as I threw my head back and screamed, the pleasure hitting me on a whole new different level.I sighed when he came back on top of me. "Keep it down, Laurel. I don't want someone to think I'm doing something unpleasant to you.""You're forgetting our room is soundproof." I kissed him long and hard, tasting myself on his lips. "God, I've missed this."He moved off me and shifted to his side of the bed, pulling me close to his body. "Yet you're so good at pretending.""I was once an actress, have you forgotten? Perhaps, I should give Hollywood a call and tell them I'm returning to the game."His grip around my waist tightened. "You wouldn't dare.''"Kurt, I don't really see the reason why you stopped me from acting. You know, it's something I enjoy doing the most and---''"You don't need the money. Tell me, how much do you need? I'll pay you ten times the amount they'll pay you for twenty seasons."I slapped his arm. "Asshole. I don't need your money. I was ne
~Laurel~"Something wrong with the food, Ryder?""No ma'am, it's just...I don't eat fish, I'm not a vegetarian though just that I never liked fish and um ..stuff."He was being cute, I could tell. "Waiter!" A man in a bow and tie scurried to our side in no less than three seconds."Yes ma'am?""Take his order, please." I pointed to Ryder who was fidgeting with his spoon. "And I'm sorry to have ordered for you, Ryder.""It's no problem, really, ma'am. Infact, I feel honoured." He said with a smile.Genevieve who was seated beside him, opposite me on the other hand, couldn't stop talking to me with her eyes. It almost felt as if she was silently begging me not to throw questions at him. Poor guy. I wasn't the type to just sit and not chat.I waited until the waiter came up with his order before I turned to my steak. "So, Ryder, what's your full name?" I stabbed at the crab in front of me and took a bite."Um, ma'am, it's Ryder Junior Pierce.""Pierce? Isn't that like, James Pierce? The
~Laurel~"Hey.""Hey."I slipped into bed beside him. "Who are you talking to?""A business partner. You okay?""Yeah. I'm just..um.. tired, I guess.""Okay." He slipped off the bed and stood up. "I'll just um.. quickly finish some stuffs in my office. Just notify me if you need anything."I got off the bed to stand in front of him. "I do need something now.""What is it?""You."He stared into my eyes for what looked like seconds before clearing his throat. "Laurel, look, I...""You don't want me anymore? Why? Kurt, you've been avoiding me for days now. You don't talk to me, you come in late and go out early in the morning, you don't even want to have sex with me anymore....""Laurel, listen...""No! I don't want to listen! It's always been about work. You have a meeting, something urgent crept up, you're late for work and so on! You don't have time for me anymore! Or even our family! Is there something going on that I'm unaware of?""What do you mean by that?""Are you having an aff
~Laurel~"Have you ever considered looking in a mirror?" A voice startled me, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked up and saw Genevieve walking toward me with a champagne bottle and two glasses in the other. It was Saturday. A day I was supposed to spend indoors with my family or maybe, go out shopping with them or rather, get a tan or go sightseeing as a family but today, I didn't see a reason to. For starters, Kurt was unreachable and me, God, I was too weak and frustrated to even move, so I just decided to come out and spend time on the balcony, near the pool."Do you perhaps have one?" I asked teasingly as soon as she was in front of me. "I could borrow yours.""You look like shit." She dropped the bottle and the glasses on the table in front of me and took her seat."Thought no one noticed." I muttered more to myself than me."Well, I did." She popped the bottle open and filled a glass to the brim with the content from the bottle. "Thought you might need this to cool your sp
~Laurel~I laid on our bed and pretended to be asleep when Kurt arrived from work at exactly one am the next morning. Something in me relaxed when he pressed a kiss to my shoulder and slipped under the covers beside me. About forty minutes later when I was sure he had fallen asleep, I picked his phone from the bedside table and started scrolling through his texts. A text came in from a woman named Melissa and I opened it, only to reveal numerous messages from her and also from Kurt. Kurt whom I knew hardly texts.There were so many messages to read from the time they started chatting, about three weeks ago, till now. The one that had tears clouding my vision was the text that came in just now which reads, ''I had a good time. Thank you for making each and every of my day special. Heart you big time. Tomorrow at that same diner. Don't come late, got it?"I tried so hard. So hard to hold back my tears but I failed. So this is what Kurt's been up to. Every single time he kept ignoring m
~Laurel~I opened my eyes to an unknown environment, with people claded in white garments and nose masks, roaming about and hovering over me. "Where the hell am I?""Laurel! Oh my goodness, thank God, you're awake!" Mom scurried to my side even before I could make a move to get up. "Are you okay? How are you feeling?"There were people in the room. People I was very well familiar with. Like Kaitlyn for example, Wesley, Liam, Mirabelle, Genevieve and Lavinia."What happened?""You don't remember? Laurel, how could you? You know, you're all I have left, how could you do this to me? You were planning on killing yourself? Answer me, Laurel.""Aunt, I'll take it from here." Wesley nodded and Mira held her as they walked out."We'll be out if you need us." Lavinia said as they walked out, leaving me alone with Wesley."What's going on, Laurel?" Wesley asked me as soon as they exited the door. "Tell me it's not true. Tell me what they're saying in the news right now is not true. Tell me it's