She glanced at the man who had now gone straight to the kitchen. Only then did she notice he was carrying a stack of trays, which by the smell, were filled with food. Her stomach rumbled.“What’s your name?” Felicia asked, eyes sparkling with interest.Caught off guard, she quickly straightened and
Calley stepped out of the bathroom with a frown etched between her brows. She had just heard a noise coming from downstairs. It was… the sound of a woman’s voice, calling out repeatedly. She was calling for Free Phillian.She quickly got dressed. She knew Nelly wasn’t home; the housekeeper had gone
"How can you trust this lawyer so much?""I trust him with my life, Free Phillian. He’s protected me from my aunts since the very beginning."Phillian’s brows drew together as a flicker of something unfamiliar stirred within him. The way she said his name, Free Phillian, there was a softness to it,
Phillian buried his face in his hands, gripping his hair in frustration as a string of curses escaped under his breath. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. Never—not once in his thirty years of existence—had he ever disrespected a woman like that. Not intentionally. Not carelessly. And yet
Calley woke up at exactly five in the morning the next day. She had gone to bed early the night before and slept soundly all throughout. Her body felt light and refreshed. She turned her head toward the window, slightly ajar, where a cool ocean breeze gently drifted in.A small smile formed on her l
Phillian shook his head, clearly embarrassed by the conversation, and resumed eating. Calley, noticing his discomfort, gathered her courage.“Are you… thinking of settling down soon?” she asked carefully.“Why not? I’ve been ready for years now. I just haven’t found the right woman to marry. But I d