I turned my gaze to Adrian and found him already looking at me with an unreadable expression. He was searching my eyes again for something, like he'd done many times before in our interactions.
"What do you think?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. That action alone made me want to cut off a point he'd gained by bringing me here. "I didn't know you were a kid by heart, Stone. I can't say I'm surprised, though." I said instead and turned back to the beautiful view in front of us. The sky had turned the beautiful shade of orange with a twinge of purple in it, the sun seemed to be slowly going down with a golden halo around it.
"'If anyone here's a kid, it's you, White. You even look like a kid in front of a candy store looking at the park right now." He pointed out but I ignored him and kept my gaze at the sun. They say surrounding yourself with beautiful things will help you get rid of idiocy in the world. Idiocy like Adrian Stone. Besides, I could look at this view forever
It was exactly 8:30 on Monday morning when I received a package containing fresh blueberry muffin and a cup of takeaway hot chocolate with a note that said:Mission: Friendship... contd.Current progress: 10%?#Bribe2.1: Internationally renowned, hot, sexy and unbelievably dashing Adrian Stone wishes you a tasty good morning with your favorite tasty delights. Accept this delicious blueberry muffin and mouthwatering hot chocolate as a small bribe for the above mission. I hope your day goes great. ;)I rolled my eyes at the note. Guess he forgot to add immensely modest to his list of attributes, I thought dryly. Even though, I couldn't help but smile at this gesture as heavenly smell of blueberry muffin filled my nose.I took a bite of the muffin and found myself wondering if that was what people called 'a slice of heaven'. It sure tasted like one. The hot chocolate was even better. It tasted better than any hot chocolate I
26 years old successful millionaire and CEO of Eva's and Co., Evelyn White has committed suicide by drowning in a pool of shame in her apartment on Monday night.Now that would be a good headline. At least the reporters will be benefited by my death. Maybe they'll be more genuine than others while praying for my departed soul, I thought solemnly as I watched the blurry images disappearing behind me.Okay, if you people are wondering how that thought occurred to me, let me tell you, I was currently in Adrian's car, beside him, in the passenger seat, as he drives, headed to...His place.Yup, that's right. And that was the reason I had been wondering if it was possible for someone to die of shame.Earlier, when I'd finished my works and was headed to the parking lot to get home, the devil was already standing right in front of my building with his stupid car and the already open passenger door.By now, I don't think I need to mention
I moaned again as I took another sip from my cup. I could tell Adrian was getting irritated since I'd been doing the same thing for the last ten minutes. Whenever he tried to make me talk, I'd silence him, calling him a sadistic anti-chocolate man for not letting me enjoy my drink.That brought us to our present, with me intentionally moaning loud at the taste of this insanely delicious hot chocolate while the devil sat beside me with narrowed eyes. His cup was still untouched and I was itching to steal it for myself. Would that really be stealing, though? I mean, the man clearly had no interest in drinking that.I was enjoying this so much that I didn't realize my cup was empty until Adrian rudely pointed it out with his smirk. I gave him my infamous glare that saidshut up and sit like a stuffed toy if you want to live. But the devil just smirked wider. Maybe he only played with deranged stuffed toys with only one side of the mouth turned up when he was
"Be reasonable, Nick. How can you just move away? And for how long?" Daniel Stone shook his head at his friend. He was trying hard to convince Nick to change his mind but the determined expression on his friend's face told him that he'd made his decision.Nicholas White rubbed hiseyestiredly as hetooka gulpofbrandy.The two friends were sitting in the studyofWhites'residence, nursing their drinks as theytalked abouttheirimpendingfuture."You know mybrother, Dan. He's not going to let me be in peace. He got everything that had been mine andIhad no problem with that. ButIcan't let him take away my family from me. Lily, Eve and Eva are my responsibility. He can take my rights, but Iwon'tlet him take my responsibility away from me.He'stakenmy home, but my family will remain untouched."
I moved my hand around, hoping to feel my warm mattress but all I felt was...air?I suddenly remembered a weird horror movie that Allie had made me watch during one of hercrush seasonsin which the protagonist goes to sleep on her bed but wakes up stranded in air between her bed and the ceiling. That sudden thought made me wake up from my slumber resembling an epileptic owl. Yeah, wide eyes, jerky body and all.Once I was fully past the epileptic owl phase and finally transforming into the same old Evelyn White, I looked around my surrounding and found out that I was still in my office. I realized that I'd been sleeping on the couch inside my office.Apparently, apart from epileptic owl syndrome, I also had a sleep induced amnesia because I couldn't remember sleeping on this couch. Hell, I couldn't even remember sleeping at all. I rubbed my temple as I tried to perform an experiment on my memory skills.The last thing my
It was Sunday. A day before Eva's surgery.I was in my office doing some works that were still remaining. Both of our offices, that is,Eva's and Co.as well asThe Stones Inc.were working today since Adrian's company had a similar 'server crash'. Our investigators were looking at the case since these events looked too suspicious to be a pure coincidence. But in the meantime, we had to recover things.It was a stressful situation. Specially with Eva's surgery the nextday. I would be taking leave for a few days so I was trying to complete as much as I could before that.I was checking the files when I saw that a few of them didn't have Adrian's signature in them. I'd told Leah to send them to his assistant last week but the woman seemed to have a hard time interpreting directions. I looked around for her but she was nowhere to be found. She'd come earlier with my blueberry muffin and coffee when she'd arrived and
"I can't feel my legs."I stumbled backwards hearing this and felt a pair of arms holding me, preventing me from falling down. I didn't have to look back to know who it was. Once again, I was grateful that he was here.It was silent for while, all of us looking at each other. Dr. Marshall scrunched his face in confusion, and repeated the same movements on her legs, giving her simple instructions like lifting her heels, moving her toes. But Eva shook her head at each one, her eyes filled with tears of frustration as she failed each time.I couldn't speak. I was still standing there, frozen, as I watched my sister trying and failing to do a task as simple as shaking her feet. I suddenly felt cold when the arms unwound themselves from me. Adrian moved away after giving my shoulder a little squeeze. Apart of me wanted to call out to him but I stopped myself.Another pair of smaller arms enveloped me into a hug and I looked over to see Allie with t
I walked out of the hospital cafeteria with a bag containing burger and fries and two takeaway cups of hot chocolate. My dear sister had shooed me out of her room, not so politely asking me to not enter unless I bring good food to her. I had to sneakily bribe the nice looking waiter to fulfill my sisterly duties.My phone vibrated as I was walking towards Eva's room and I adjusted the bags and the cups on one hand while I searched for my phone. With great difficulty, I took it out of my back pocket and smiled at the contact name. I was starting to feel that I should change his contact name by now but it always managed to make me laugh every time he called so I let it be.I ignored my heart which was once again resuming what seemed to be its job every time the devil was involved in any form and answered the call. Before I could even utter a word, however, Adrian beat me to it."How's Eva? How did it go?"He sounded breathless, as if he was running and soon