“Isn’t it past your bedtime Diego?” Sebastian asked irritably. The three of them had finished having dinner and yet, for some reason, Diego was still sitting at the table with Charlotte. This was not like him as he always went straight to bed after eating dinner. It had been over twenty minutes and he was still at the table talking with Charlotte ignoring his presence. “In case you’ve forgotten brother, I’m not a child anymore. I’m twenty four and I can decide when and when not to go to bed,” Diego replied calmly, not bothered by Sebastian’s fierce gaze. “Well in that case, Charlotte and I will leave you here,” Sebastian said and stood up from his seat. “Who said I was ready to sleep. I still have a lot to say to Diego. I’m not going to bed,” Charlotte refused adamantly. If she followed Sebastian to her room, he would probably try to get close to her or tease her and she was not in the mood for it. For the first time in ages, she had finally made a friend. They had a lot in comm
Charlotte woke up late in the morning as she was stressed from all the activities of the previous day. She sighed dejectedly. Her perfectly normal life had been turned upside down ever since Sebastian came into her life. It had been one unwanted event after the other.The only good thing she could say came out of this whole alliance was her making a friend. She grabbed her phone and checked the time. It was already eleven o’clock. ‘Shit!’ Charlotte cursed. She didn’t think she had slept for so long. She had a photoshoot and a big fashion show in about eight hours and she wasn’t yet ready to leave.As expected, she had received countless calls from her manager and personal assistant. She sent them both a text telling them that she was sorry and she would soon come in for the photoshoot. Even though she wanted to remain in bed all day, she had no choice but to get up and get ready. She was ready thirty minutes later. Just as she was about to leave, her phone started ringing. She th
“Hey, how are you feeling?” Irene, Charlotte’s personal assistant asked as she entered the changing room where Charlotte and the other models were getting ready. “I'm being pushed to my breaking point. This is one of the biggest fashion shows in the world. I can't afford to mess it up and I'm nervous like crazy. How do you think I’m feeling Irene? ” Charlotte asked. The make-up artist was working on her at the same time the fashion designers were working on her outfit. This was one of the many reasons she hated fashion shows. They required a huge amount of work not to mention the strict diet she was always required to follow just to fit in her clothes and the heavy make-up she would have to wear. She hadn’t eaten anything all day just so she could look her best.She wouldn't bother attending fashion shows if she could help it but it was a part of her job and she couldn't ignore it as it would affect her career. Irene put her hand on Charlotte’s shoulder. “You’ll do great. You’re C
"Alright everyone, please gather around me, I want to say a few words," The director called. All the staff and models stopped what they were doing and gathered around the director. "The show is about to start. There are a lot of important personalities who want to see our new designs. I want you all to go out there and give it everything you've got," the director said and then turned to Charlotte. "You are going to be the first and last model to walk the stage. I hope you're prepared for it.” Amy clenched her fists in anger. She was supposed to be the one in Charlotte's place. She used to be the first and model to walk the runway but everything changed a year after Charlotte became a model. Now she was always after Charlotte. ‘Bitch,’ she cursed under her breath. I’m ready to wow the audience sir,” Charlotte answered.“That’s good to hear. We have less than five minutes before the show begins. Now, I want all of you in your positions,” The director ordered. Charlotte went to t
"Bastard!" Amy cursed in anger as she read the message Sebastian sent to Charlotte over and over again. She had given tonight her all and he actually had the guts to compliment Charlotte instead of her. She would not take this lying down. Amy dropped Charlotte's phone in order to avoid being caught by her and left the room. She couldn't punish Sebastian for betraying her like this as that would mean digging her own grave. However, she could do as she pleased with Charlotte and get away with it just like she had always gotten away with it in the past. She would have to teach Charlotte a valuable lesson for stealing her spotlight and her boyfriend and what better way to do it than to use her weakness against her?Amy chuckled and mentally praised herself for coming up with such a devious idea. Now, all she needed to do was to get someone to carry out her dirty work for her. Charlotte came out of the dressing room ten minutes after. She would have gotten out sooner if she had not ha
Sebastian unlocked the door and opened it. And there she was lying unconscious on the floor. His usually cold face became soft and filled with fear and concern seeing her in such a state. "Charlotte," Sebastian called as he rushed over to where she was lying and held her in his arms. Henry also rushed to his sister. His eyes widened in shock as soon as he saw the state she was in. 'This is not good!' He muttered under his breath. Being in such an enclosed space must have triggered a panic attack. He quickly brought out his phone and left the closet. "Charlotte please wake up," he begged as he shook her gently trying to get her to open her eyes. However, Charlotte didn't even stir let alone open her eyes. Sebastian quickly grabbed her hand and checked her pulse. It was really weak. "Shit!" Sebastian cursed. He turned back and looked at Henry who was on a phone call. "Her pulse is very weak," he informed. "Charlotte please open your eyes," he pleaded with desperation. He then to
“Is there a problem with that?” Sebastian asked when he saw the frown on Charlotte’s face. Why was she frowning? Wasn’t she supposed to be happy that he had stayed with her all night? “There was no need for you to stay with me. You should have just gone home,” Charlotte scolded. She hated being a burden to someone and that was one of the reasons she moved out of her family house. She didn’t want her family to go through the trouble of having to take care of her whenever she had a panic attack. Sebastian was someone who valued his time and plus she wasn’t an important person in his life. He only stayed with her out of compulsion and not because he wanted to and that in his world was a huge burden to him. “You were lying unconscious when I found you and brought you to the hospital. Did you really think I would leave you here and go home?” Sebastian asked, annoyance clearly evident in his voice. “You should have. I don’t want to hear any complaints from you later on saying I wast
Charlotte and Victoria arrived at the Gerano mansion an hour after they had left the hospital. They would have gotten home sooner if it wasn't for the media. They had somehow managed to find out the hospital she was treated at. They would have fallen straight into the hands of the reporters and paparazzi if it was not for Jonathan's timely intervention.He had stopped them before they could leave the hospital and directed them to the back entrance of the hospital and that was where they left. They were greeted at the entrance by Diana and some other helpers. "Is Sebastian at home?" Victoria asked. "No ma'am, sir hasn't come home yet," Diana answered. Victoria sighed and shook her head. It was already six o'clock and Sebastian had still not yet left the office. He worked way too much for someone who was the head of the company. She could only hope that he would stop this habit when he finally got married to Charlotte. "I'm sorry Sebastian isn't here to welcome you," She apolog