MasukHe took me to beautiful restaurant that was empty. He must have pulled some strings to get it.I followed behind him as he walked a few steps ahead, always keeping a small but intentional distance, glancing back just enough to make sure I was still there. It felt less like he was leading me and more like he was guiding me into a world he had designed for this moment.The scenery outside was almost cinematic: a stone bridge arched over the river, lined with glowing amber lights that shimmered across the water. The sky rumbled with the low percussion of a distant thunderstorm, its flashes occasionally illuminating the horizon. Inside, candlelight softened every corner, giving the room a warm, golden hush.When we sat, a quiet conversation with the chef must have taken place beforehand, because dishes arrived without menus or questions. First came a delicate appetizer: thin slices of citrus-cured salmon arranged like rose petals, sprinkled with microgreens and edible flowers. Then a truf
“This is all my fault sir, I should have been more careful” I reacted before he even got me.He paused in front of me, his right hand closing the door, leaving us all alone.“No, it’s not your fault” he changed his words.His hands reached for my face and he cupped them in his hand, it almost made me puke but I held myself.“But you were about to lash out on me, you pointed at me” I played my act perfectly, I could see how smitten his eyes on me were.Did he have any dignity left in him.“No, I was about to ask you to get on the phone and find out what happened.This is not your fault. If it’s anybody’s fault, it’s mine.” He pulled away and stared at the files on the desk.“Maybe my presentation just wasn’t good enough. I hate to see all my hardwork go to waste”This man has not worked a day in his life, if he did, he would have notice the flaws in the presentation but he didn’t, that just shows how gullible he was”“Are you sure?”“Yes dear” The only thing he ever put effort in is
DianaDespite my efforts, I arrived late for the meeting.The company had an important presentation to offer to Mr Golde.Mr Golde was an international businessman, he occasionally gave visits to local businesses to partner with them.After a week of reaching out to him and Gaston’s mom pulling the string with a party Favour, a cherished vase from his family line that had been lost a long time ago. He agreed to be available for the presentation.I pushed open the door to find him and his team already seated, he was as punctual as they said.Gaston stood waiting in the front as I carried the files he needed for the presentation and got the prompter ready.Pleasantries were exchanged in a few seconds, I stood by the left corner of the room watching them.“This is Project L, it was collectively thought of by me and my team, It’s a plan to resolve the issue between the Chinese and Japanese delivery companies while acting as the middle man.We call it the ILC.”“InterLink Logistics Coordi
I intentionally arrived 30 mins late to the venue, I found Rebecca seated with a glass of iced tea in front of her.Once she set her eyes on me, she didn’t seem pleased that I kept her waiting.Rebecca has always been the impatient one, if anything bugged her, she made sure to clear it out of her way.I grew up with her so I knew her like the back of my hand.I took my seat and asked for exactly what she was having.Her icy breath grazed the surface of my skin as I reached for the drink presented to me.“I want you to quit your job” she commanded.She must have lost to Gaston in a fight again, because if she had her way, she would have fired me the moment she saw me.“I can’t do that” I answered and her face grew cold.She became quiet before she reached in her purse and pulled and envelope. She dropped it on the table and slid it towards me.“I know women like you, you love to reap where you didn’t sow.It’s money that you want right, there is enough money in there for you to not sh
I had finished the work for the day, got my bag and was ready to leave when I got a text.Since the accident, I have been lodging in a shitty motel and needed a place of my own.The agent informed me to visit for inspection, I almost leaped for joy because this was the house I really wanted.I was almost out the door when I bumped into a figure, rubbing my fingers against my head, I looked up to see…“Melvin” I called out.His face contorted as he looked down at me, “I don’t remember telling you my name” he said.“Uhhmm” I had totally forgotten that we never exchanged names yet.“You did, you don’t remember because you were drunk” I blurted out.“I didn’t drink that day” he stated.I gulped down hard, I know I was intoxicated because I was pissed about my new job and that’s why I slept with him.So what was his excuse?“Well, what brings you here?” I changed the subject, trying to divert him from how I knew his name.“You forgot your wallet after you ran away” his face was firm when
Diana pov:“What am I doing here?” She lashed back at him rhetorically, “What are you doing with her?” She barked.He turned to me for a second but I kept my head down, pretending I felt guilty for what had just happened when I had orchestrated the whole thing.A Minute ago, I got a call from the Cali the receptionist that Rebecca was coming, so I made my move and waited for her.He stretched both arms and shook his head, “this is all just a big misunderstanding, she was reaching for my pen that dropped to the ground” he explained but she wasn’t buying it. Why would she?“You bitch” She screamed at me.“I’m going to kill you” she lunged towards me but Gaston pushed her back. She almost collapsed to the floor.Glaring back at him, a shocked expression on her face, she couldn’t believe that he would do such a thing.“Did you just push me?” She muttered terrified.“Why don’t we all calm down” he suggested.Calm down, I scoffed. That’s something Rebecca wouldn’t do, no one likes to see an







