Brittany's POV
My face had one of the straight look ever, and I was certain he wouldn't know what I was thinking. His attitude when I got to his office almost began to piss me off but thankfully I held out well. I had to even reply to him, “Then you're wrong because I do apologize when I'm wrong, especially to those who are worth it.” Thankfully, he seemed not to hear the last phrases because I was certain he would have reacted if he had. Although, I didn't give a f**k but now was not the moment to piss him off. I was here, literally in disguise as his business partner, something I didn't really want, but what could I do when Mom had given thousands of reasons why I should make this marriage possible? Suddenly, he busted into a small laughter and I raised my brow at him, wondering what was funny at the moment. Did he think I was joking? The tone behind his laughter didn't sit well with me, as it had hints of mockery behind it. Then he stopped laughing. “Tell me, Miss Anderson, did you probably have an overdose of your medication today? Or didn't you sleep well last night?” He threw a series of questions at me, that it got me a little pissed. What the…. “Well, I don't think you didn't sleep well last night, especially after doing what brought you lots of joy. Or is it that you regret your actions because you would lose more in this?” He answered his own question with a smirk. Tchh... What does he think of himself? Well, he should keep fooling himself because I slept much better last night, even better than I'd slept for the past few days since all this marriage saga began. “Mr Miller, I don't understand why you're asking all these questions. Is there something you probably don't like in this contract?” I uttered quietly whilst trying to maintain my cool. Oh, how I badly wanted to lash out at him right there! But I would be totally done for once I do that because that would only mean that I lose in the deal I had with mom. I released a low sigh and scoffed when his lips curled up into a cunning smirk. He raised a brow and stood up from his swivel chair that his face became so close to mine. Then his hot breath fanned my face, almost clouding my thoughts for a minute, “Tell me Miss Anderson, why are you here?” I froze on my spot instantly before gulping down nothing. I didn't even realize when my eyes slowly rolled down to stare at his sexy - alluring lips—same lips I could die for back in those days. Our lips were inches apart, and any slight movement forward from either of us would lead to the worst scenario ever today. Shit, Brittany! Get a hold of yourself else you might end up regretting your actions later. A beep from a phone or rather my phone in my purse sounded and luckily, he moved back to his seat even before I could move. I heaved a low sigh as I only glanced at my purse which just saved me and I think he also sighed. Or did I hear wrongly? “You still haven't answered my question.” He spoke out with an unreadable expression. Huh? What question? And why did his expression suddenly change? Humph!!! “Why are you here?” He repeated like he noticed my confused state. “I've told you earlier on. I still want the wedding to hold.” “Why did you cancel it then?” That question took me unaware, and I became silent for a brief moment to process my answer. “Because I needed more time to think. Besides, I'm a business lady who knows when to keep aside personal feelings in business.” “Then, why did you create the mess in the first place?” He scoffed out as he placed his hand on the armrest. “Like I said, I needed more time to think and right now, I have.” He stood up from his seat and walked to the window behind him, leaving me curious for a moment. “Let me think about it.” “Alright then, I'll leave you to it but you should make it snappy as well because I don't have all the time in the world. You have until tomorrow to go through the contract and give your views. Call me when you're done.” I picked up my purse and made to walk out of the office in style when he suddenly stopped me with his words. "It's funny how you'd suddenly want to get on a contracted marriage when we're already arranged to marry each other. Or have you forgotten what our union means to the family?" I turned around to meet his piercing gaze; he was already facing me by then and as expected, it was accompanied with an annoying smirk on his face and his two hands in his pocket. "I haven't. But we're talking about you and I here, we can't just go ahead with the marriage like nothing happened between us. At least, with the contract, we can still be certain not to get involved in each other's life, just like you requested years ago." I rounded up my speech with a straight look. Even if I was slightly affected by my own speech, I couldn't help but to study his facial expression. I could swear his looks changed after mentioning the last phrase but unfortunately, I didn't care because he brought it upon himself at first. With this said, I sauntered out of his office, leaving him to battle with his unreadable emotions as I also hoped I didn't skip any part of the wedding details. Almost getting to my car, I brought out my keys to access my car and phone to check what message probably popped the other time in Ace's office and I hushed out a small amount of air. Not too surprising, it was my mom and her message boldly read, “Are you done? Did he accept the terms? You know what, call me when you're out of his office.” I bet she was on her toes already. I would just see her instead, that would be much better and I could also use the chance to correct something too. So, I just texted back, “I'll just come over.” My phone began to ring immediately I drove out of the company. I almost thought mom was the caller, but my eyes furrowed when I saw 'Asshole' as the caller. Why was he calling? “I've signed the contract, so you can come pick it up now.” Ace spoke out even before I could say a word and immediately, I screeched the car to a halt. He didn't even let me speak when he cut the phone on his end and I ended up staring at my screen in uttermost surprise. That was fast! Hold on...... Did he even go through it?~~ Brittany's POV ~~Running down to the hospital, Mom was the first person I saw when I reached the VIP ward. She was standing beside Dad, staring into nothingness. Not until, the door slid open and I walked in. Surprisingly, Dad was still lying on the bed, the machines beeping loudly as always and the usual oxygen mask on his face as he had never woken from a coma."What happened, Mom? Why is Dad still lying unconscious?" I asked as I stood beside her, staring between her and my Dad.That was when I noticed the difference. His eyes were opened. But why wasn't he moving?"He's awake but still can't respond to external stimuli. The doctors said he is in a vegetative state and will need a few days or weeks to recover." Mom replied, as if reading my mind and I froze for a moment before I let out a low breath.She patted my shoulder, studying my worried expression more. "The doctors assured us he'll be fine, and that's what we hope for." I nodded and glanced at her. She was also trying
~~ Brittany's POV ~~I knew I felt scared, upset, frustrated, and every other emotion with the likes. So, as soon as the call about the culprit came in, I had to leave everything behind to rush over to the station with anger.Mrs. Lucia was the one who kept me busy, at least to keep my mind off the incident until Ace returned home. We'd trimmed flowers while chatting along the way after eating breakfast, and we planned to go grocery shopping together. But our time together didn't last as I left to learn more about the culprit.Coming down to the station to realize that the culprit was just a brother of my father's late driver was never what I expected. I wanted to fume and yell at whomever it was but all of that suddenly vanished when his intentions became known. Not like it justified his actions to have almost shot me to death but somehow I felt guilty about the death of his older brother. To make my sympathy escalate further, they couldn't have a last moment together as he was in j
~~ Ace's POV ~~I pressed my hand down to the paper, my fingers clinging around the pen as I signed the necessary parts in the documents.Another contract signed. Another business deal bagged. Another collaboration made. My new partner and I shook hands, and I left, my secretary and a few members of my team staying behind to take care of the rest. Now, it was time to head back home as promised. I brought out my phone to check Brittany's reply to my most recent message; a short note to tell her about the meeting that made me leave home early this morning. I already promised to stay with her today, so it was only right she knew of my whereabouts.A smile found its way to my lips as I read her simple reply: Sure. I'll be expecting you soon. But, why was I smiling? Maybe it was the smiley emoji at the end of her message. Something stirred deep within me, tugging at my heartstrings. That made me smile even more.I halted my footsteps to message her back but two feet in black shoes sudd
"Mr. Fox was your boyfriend, true or false?"There was no response."You both still contacted each other secretly even though the late Mr. Fox wasn't permitted to make phone calls, am I right?"There was still no response despite the long silence that followed in the dimly lit interrogation room."Miss Lora, are you going to remain silent?" The male detective asked, his tone laced with frustration and he sighed lowly. "We'll go nowhere if you continue like this.""Then ask better questions!" Lora fired, eyes shooting toward the detectives in a glare. Her hands trembled slightly on the table but she tried so hard to hide the fact that fear lingered inside her."I'm only doing my job, young Miss.""By trying to make me the suspect of murder, right? I'm not a fool not to realize all the questions that are being thrown at me are obviously because of what you think." The detective sighed again, bowing his head for a while. "We haven't concluded the incident to be murder which is why we wa
~~ Brittany's POV ~~A sharp, long-stretched moan escaped my lungs as soon as Ace's finger pushed its way inside me. He pulled his finger out and went in again with a pause, letting my walls give in to the adjustments as he rubbed my clit with the other four fingers. Everything was slow at first, not until he began to thrust in and out of me, his tempo increasing in a few second intervals.I felt his fingers double inside me, and then it tripled, earning a whimper from me. Even when he had informed me that the room was soundproofed, I still feared letting all the sounds out could make someone hear us but it seemed as if my body and desires were failing my thoughts. He readjusted his position, fully settling in between my legs, and what followed next almost set my entire system ablaze with pleasure. His cold tongue grazed my warm flesh, its wetness darting in and out of my V, teasing me in a way that my mind went blank at that moment. The feeling was infuriating and, at the same time,
~~ Ace's POV ~~Meeting her at the hospital premises was unexpected. I mean, I had gone there only because of personal reasons - to find out someone I still believed could just be a figment of my imagination. But, it was all thanks to that reason that a tragedy didn't occur today. If I hadn't sighted the gunman earlier to have gotten Brittany out of sight before the gunshot, then what would have happened?Whoever the masked gunman was, had targeted Brittany because he vanished right after firing just one bullet at her. When I tried to find him again, he was gone and the people who witnessed the scene didn't know of his whereabouts as well. It was like he just vanished into thin air. But that was for a matter of time. I would find him soon and he wouldn't know what hit him."We've found the gun that was used near the crime scene. Once we get a person who matches the descriptions you gave, we'll add him to the wanted list. Although it might not be easy, since his face was covered.""Do