True to his words, Brent took me home that day. Days passed but still, I was confused about his treatment with me.
On a Saturday, I invited Aira and Hailey to Santa Monica Place. Been a while since the three of us had our bond. Studies and work occupied us that we seldom see each other.
The three of us are in the same year but with different courses. Aira chose to take Finance because figures are her piece of cake. Hailey opted to take Fashion Designs and evidently, she loves to dress a lot. From choosing her shoes to her hair, she has this sense of fashion after all, and her course suits well with her personality.
“Kelsie my friend!” I heard a high-pitch voice and could recognize her even with my eyes closed. I was surprised when she dyed her hair blue-green and she looked good in it. Her skin became brighter because it complimented her hair color.
“Wow, grassy hair!" I teased and suppressed a laugh.
“I hate you, Kelsie! I thought you’re my f
After a month, I could say that every day was bliss for me. Brent became clingy since that night he confessed his feelings. I recalled how he kissed me passionately that I couldn't help but moan as his lips dominated my small cavern. I felt like floating in the air because of how high he took me with those kisses. My desk was transferred inside his office and it's convenient because he doesn’t need to call me thru the intercom. It was nearly three o’clock in the afternoon and I got nothing to do since Brent was out for a meeting for the expansion of the restaurant. I decided to get my phone and took selfies to kill the boredom. I browsed for some of my old photos and a lot of memories flashed in my mind. I saw a picture of dad and me which was taken during my 15th birthday. We were so happy back then, my dad was my hero. He showered me with so much love and provided everything I needed growing up. However, those things vanished the moment he
I stilled and felt like my hands were sweating when our gaze met. "Damn, I knew it! She's not pleased to see his son with me. I’m just a nobody," a lot of thoughts bothered me inside. She grinned “Kelsie, you’re so pretty! My son does a taste in choosing his girl," she sounded lively. Frankly, I was astounded by her reaction. I was stunned when she pulled me for a hug. “Mom, stop squeezing her,” Brent hissed and his mom shrugged it off. I heard him clucked his tongue “I haven't introduced her yet and you couldn't stop yourself away from her,” and complained. A smirk was printed on his face as he shook his head. When his mom pulled out from the hug “Kelsie, I'm sorry for being rude. I'm Natalia Veronica," she smiled and I reciprocated with the same level of enthusiasm. “I’m happy to finally meet you, dear," she was thrilled. “I’m pleased to meet you also, Mrs. Davis,” I replied softly. “Call me mom,” she gripped my arm and s
When I got out of the bathroom, I saw Brent at the balcony talking to someone on the phone. He was on his sweatpants and fitted white shirt that defines his strong muscles. He looked so divine! In front of his dresser, I dried my hair and applied cream for my skin before hopping on the bed. I waited for him and when I saw him closing the sliding door "Work?" I asked. “It's Zach inviting us for a drink tomorrow night," He informed and joined me on the bed. "Asher and Zeus will bring their wives, so you won't get unease,” He right away scooped me to cuddle and I loved the feeling. "Where are we going?" I furrowed. "At Zach's club," he replied. “Club? What to wear in a club?” I was perturbed. When he sensed my reaction “Don’t worry, I’ll handle that," he whispered and I breathed out. “Hmmm, okay,” I murmured sleepily. I nuzzled on his chest and I felt comfortable. “Goodnight, baby,” He kissed my temple and hugged me tightly. “Night,”
Brent introduced his friends to me one by one before we settled on our seats. The first one who approached us was Hunter Ross. Yes, his broad shoulders are assets but he's less compared to Brent. Of course, I'm biased. Insane! The rests are Andrew Smith, Zach Linch, and Asher Johnson- who happened to be the co-owner of the club. They are undeniably good-looking men and their charms are irresistible. The two ladies are Amanda -Asher’s wife and Celine -Zach's wife. Both of them are elegant and sophisticated. Celine is a petite lady with a sweet face. She’s like a living Barbie doll with her long eyelashes, pouty lips, and a dimple in her right cheek that added to her appeal. Amanda has a seductive look plus a body with a perfect curve and you could tell she’s a model. “Hi Kelsie, finally! Someone melted the heart of the ruthless man,” Amanda asserted and offered me to sit with them. “Well, we can’t blame him. You’re indeed gorgeous,” Celine adde
It was nearly ten in the morning when we reached Sa’Mare – the name of the resort and Brent told me that it means- paradise in the sea. The resort is open exclusively for members only. Most of them are elites who can afford to have a vacation in a luxury place. I felt elevated when I saw the pristine water and felt the breeze of the sea. Brent mentioned that there are lots of amenities around to enjoy. Brent insisted that we stay in his villa while his parents chose to stay in the hotel suite. Most of their modern type villa is made of glass and it looked splendid. The architect has a great talent because of his creations and fantastic designs. We entered our one-bedroom villa with a spacious living and dining room. I wondered how on earth such fortunate people can own a resort and properties. How to be them? Blessed! I was busy roaming inside when I felt two arms wrapped around my waist. “Did you like it?” Brent whispered
Two days of vacation in Sa’Mare was a lifelong memory that I will always treasure. In that short period of time, I got to know Brent’s family better. They considered me as part of their family, especially his Mom. I could feel that she loves me and her gestures and treatment made my heart warmed. The day we left the island, I prayed that someday I could visit there again without malevolence in my heart. But I doubt because my future with him is uncertain and we couldn't be happy because of uncontrollable circumstances. How I wished that I've met them in a different situation. Natalia persuaded us to stay for another day but Brent explained that I have a class to attend. “We will visit you in LA soon. Right, honey?” Natalia glared at Sebastian and the latter nodded quickly. “See you in LA, dear. Tour me around, okay,” she held my hand and I hugged her tightly. “Of course, Mom,” I smiled to convey that I'm pleased to spend time with her. We bid goodbye to his p
The moment I reached my table, I felt like my knees crippled. I should not believe it. I know Brent loves me. He will not do something that would upset or hurt me. I wiped my tears and took a deep breath. With a trembling hand, I opened my phone and checked for the business news and gossip online. It was true that their pictures made a hot topic. They both dressed up formally like they’d attended an event. Brent was wearing his tuxedo and Olivia with a silver mermaid gown. She clung to Brent’s arm and both of them were smiling at the camera, they look good together. I felt pain and insecurity. I couldn't hold my tears to fall. I know I was just using him for my revenge but why I felt this way? No matter how much I tried to remind myself to trust Brent, the thought that they were together was ramming inside my head. I couldn’t think properly because he never mentioned nor answered my question about Olivia the last time we were in Sa'Mare. What is the real score
Aira and Hailey gasped after I disclosed my story. They were both flabbergasted specifically in the part when I and Brent crossed our path. My story seems like an unreal one but it was the truth. “So you’re saying that Brent’s father was the reason why your Dad committed suicide?” Hailey clarified unable to comprehend everything that happened. “Yes, they sued my Dad with a crime that he didn’t commit," I reiterated to them that he was accused wrongly. “Kelsie, have you tried to study the case and gathered evidence that proves your father's innocence?” I was disoriented by what Aira said, but my thought for what happened was firmed enough. “I don’t need those proofs, Aira. I believe in my father’s words!” I insisted because my father won't lie to me. He was the most trustworthy person I've ever known. "Don't get me wrong, Kelsie. Don't you think you are quite blinded by your love for your father? I mean you are versed on how to study case