Grace I was ready for the event, waiting for the car to arrive at my door. I heard a horn, indicating the car was here. I looked at myself once in the mirror, before leaving and locking my door. When I turned around to face the car, my eyes bulged out of my sockets. I saw a brand new Limo waiting outside my door. The driver stepped out from his seat and opened the door for me. I thanked him before sitting in and he quietly drove us to our destination. He opened the door once again for me as I stepped out. I looked in front to see paparazzi surrounding the front gate of the hall. Their eyes immediately turned towards me. Without paying more attention to it, I decided to head in, trying to escape the countless cameras flashing in my direction. "You are one pretty lady." I heard a camera man saying to me. I turned to face him. "You could do an excellent job as a model." He handed me a card. "My company is recently looking for ethereal beauties like you. Give it a call if you are i
Grace I plopped down on my bed after kicking off my heels. I groaned, staring at the ceiling. Why can't things go my way for once? Another day wasted. If I don't pay tomorrow, then I won't have a place to live! God please help me! I beg you! I got up and changed out of the dress. My stomach growled, making me glare at it. Moving towards my kitchen, I grabbed an instant noodles packet from the cabinet and started boiling it. After having my so-called dinner, I succumbed to sleep. The next day, I was extra nervous when I made my way to the office. This didn't go unnoticed by many people and Stephen even approached me to ask if I was ok. Giving him a fake smile and a polite answer, I started making my way to the employee's elevator. But I stopped in my tracks when dizziness enveloped my head. I swayed a little, stumbling on my feet but still managed to balance myself. Stephen was quick to run to me and hold me by my shoulders. "Woah there! What is happening to you? You are definit
Author's pov Ashton felt his blood boil, as he waited for Grace to show up. Five minutes had passed since the meeting had started, and she was nowhere to be seen. He sighed from frustration, tapping his feet impatiently against the wooden floor. His eyes traveled to Mr. Steve who was sitting opposite to him on the long rectangular table. Not being able to control his anger anymore, he called for Stella. "Where is Grace?" he questioned her in his hard tone as soon as she entered the hall. Not wanting to anger him anymore, she decided to reply. "I didn't really see her anywhere in the office today Mr. Knight." She said while looking down at the ground. Ashton, irritated with the whole situation, ran his fingers through his hair. Sighing furiously, he got up from his seat and made his way to the glass wall behind him, that gave him a clear view of the city. Trying to calm himself, he closed his eyes momentarily before opening them back again. But that didn't help him either. In f
Adrian's POV Grace told me her whole story. And I couldn't believe she was indeed the 'Grace Miller' who was working as P.A for Ashton knight a.k.a. my best friend. She told me how he treated her like shit. Honestly I knew if there was any other girl in her place, he would have treated her the same. After what his mother did with his father, he had a stigma attached to women. 'They are nothing but gold diggers' that was his belief. I felt really angry after knowing how terribly he fired her like that. He should have at least given her a chance to clarify the situation. But no. I knew my best friend Ashton Knight to always act on impulse and then regret later. I didn't want to keep Grace in the dark by not telling the relationship I had with Ashton. It wouldn't have been fair to her. But that didn't mean I would not support her. Hell I will not let him come close to Grace anymore. She had already suffered so much. And I can't let that happen again. But that also didn't mean that
Grace's POV The next morning I was sitting on the kitchen counter, munching on some chocolate while Adrian was busy making his special English breakfast for us. The doorbell rang, signaling someone had come to visit him. "Hey can you get that?" he asked as the bacon sizzled on the pan. "Sure!" Hopping down from the counter I made my way to the door. I swung it open to see a girl of my age standing behind it and tapping her foot against the floor being impatient. Well she was pretty. Her eyes fell on me and they widened for a moment as she took my appearance in. Her eyes slowly trailed down my whole body, from my head to my toes. Her jaw dropped and a scowl marked her face. "How dare he!" She screeched and barged her way in, not before slightly shoving me away with her shoulder. "Get out of my way," she spat making her way in. Well that was rude. I followed behind her only to see her yelling at my brother? "Adrian! You cheater! Come out! Where are you hiding!" My eyes bulge
Grace's POV It's been a week since I've applied for a few jobs, because all I have been doing is sitting at home and eating chocolate. 'Home' saying that word felt nice. Just how much I wanted to have my own home. Anyways so about the job. I applied to a couple of companies but they all instantly rejected me, not knowing why. I mean you at least should tell me what my fault was or if I was not up to their standards. I would have honestly accepted it. "Found it," I sighed as I finally found the business card I was fishing for so long in my purse. It was the card that the camera man at the charity event offered me before I went inside the hall. I remembered that the company he was working for wanted a model. Well I'm 5 feet 5 inches. It's not too tall for a model but I look taller with heels so I guess it could work. And I think I was just a little above average looking. Well the people say otherwise. I've got comments on my beauty which are very hard to believe for some reason. I pl
Ashton's POV I need to find her and apologize to her. But the problem is that she is not picking up her phone. I have been calling her for the last 2 days but no luck. Finally tired of this, I decided to just go to her place. But I didn't know her address. Therefore I order for her file to be sent to my office. Yes my company keeps the records of all our ex employees as well. Just in case we need to contact them in the future, which is very rare, honestly. I heard a knock at my door as I ordered for the person to come in, knowing it would be Jacob. "Here is the file you asked for Sir." I nodded at him before asking him to leave. As soon as he left, I opened the file a little too impatiently and looked in the personal information section. I found her address and immediately typed it in my GPS. Closing the file, I left my office and started moving towards the exit. The guards held the door open for me as they bowed their heads in respect. Ignoring them, I moved to my car and speeded
Ashton's POV Two weeks. Two fucking weeks have passed and I got no trace of her. Two weeks of pure torture. I continued staring at her portrait hanging before me in my bedroom as I took another sip from my wine glass. Yep, I didn't have the heart of leaving that beautiful portrait to rot in the office so I brought it home for some reason. And to add a cherry on top, I decided to hang it in my bedroom. Why did I do that? I have no idea. I have officially gone crazy. This girl has made me crazy. I continued staring at her in anger. Anger because I could see her but not talk to her. Anger because she disappeared. Anger because she was not picking up her phone. Anger because I didn't see her in my office any more. Anger because............ I missed her. I knew I was drunk by now. I had literally finished three wine bottles and was still thirsty for more. I needed to get rid of that feeling. The feeling in my heart that was pulling me close to her. The feeling that was changing the r