Tyler was nervous. He had been since he saw her in that beautiful dress at the hospital. He had known it was her opening night at the gallery and even though she wouldn't want him there, Tyler had gone anyway. He was proud of her. He was proud of everything she had done and became with or without him.But he needed her now and more than ever.He wanted her now more than ever and he was going to get her.She had looked seemingly unaffected by his presence at the hospital the night before but he knew it had touched her as he had touched him too. He hoped she would wear that dress she wore for her gallery opening. He also wished that she wouldn't. He wished she would smile at him when she arrived but Tyler was close to losing his mind. It was an hour after the arranged time yet she wasn't here. He had refrained from texting her so as not to appear too pathetic. He wanted her but he also had to play his cards right.When his phone buzzed in his pocket, Tyler took it out to answer the cal
SOPHIESophie's hands were trembling as she turned off the ignition and pulled out her keys from the keyhole. Her rosy lips were set in a very thin line as she unlocked the door to her red Maserati and alighted from it. She slammed the door loudly, turned around hotly, and continued her journey into the large building.She was boiling.This was the seventh time in two weeks. The seventh time she had to sit down at dinner or lunch and deal with some narcissistic and arrogant asshole boasting about his money and nothing else. She was tired, tired of listening to their incessant talks about how beautiful she was and hearing nothing but how they so badly wanted to take care of her.Like she gave the impression that she wanted to be taken care of.She hissed loudly as she walked into the lobby, barely sparing the receptionist a glance. She was so mad and it was so obvious in the way she walked and huffed, tossing her white beautiful hair over her shoulders with each step she took forward.
TYLERTyler let out a low cuss when he realized that he had forgotten to pick up his keys again. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair in frustration. He didn't understand why he was so forgetful those days but it wasn't a good thing.He didn't deal with changes like that so much. Especially huge gratifying changes that turned his whole life around.Letting out a small exhale of reproach, he turned around and started to head back into the building. He didn't understand how he could have missed out on the key that was right there in his face. He had even placed it in the crystal bowl filled with mints just so he could pick it up when he wanted to fill his pocket with some of the candy. But he had forgotten to take the keys when the candy touched his tongue.He stepped into the elevator and hit the keypad. Taking out his phone from his pocket, he typed a quick text to his best friend, Gabriel who he was sure was already waiting for him as usual. He groaned. He hated making people wai
SOPHIE More than thirty minutes after Sophie found the roses, she was still shivering in fear. It was such a sight to see her shaken up, especially with how quick she always was to run her mouth. But with the earlier incident, she seemed to have run out of words and things to say. That was apparent when Joyce stepped into her apartment after the uneventful call. It wasn't that Sophie had called her to speak with her about the black roses she had found. Sophie hadn't hung up on Joyce during their call and Joyce had heard her scream which resulted in her dressing up and leaving her house to come for her. Joyce snapped the door shut before rushing toward Sophie who was seated on the couch, withdrawn and quiet. “Babe, what's wrong? I heard you scream and ran all the way here.” Joyce was panting but she didn't slow down as she crouched in front of a lost Sophie. When Sophie didn't say anything even after the concerned look on her face, Joyce moved to touch her to which she flinche
TYLER There was something called private for Tyler. It meant that the party was so small and probably only included one or few people. But that was not the case when Tyler walked into the large room where Gabby had insisted he was holding his unwanted birthday party. The music was so loud, he was forced to take a breather. The room was dimly lit but Tyler could still make out a few faces in the room which he knew. He was already making plans of avoiding them as soon as he saw them. “Tyler!” Gabby groaned as he walked up to him, a glass of wine in his hands. Before Tyler could protest with a hand raised upwards, Gabby was already pulling him into a hug. “How do you like your party man?” Gabby asked after he let him go, his hands hanging around his dude. Tyler was finding it hard not to yell but he knew he would have to with all the loud music turned up. “The women should have come easier. I didn't have to come here.” He seethed. “Of course, you didn't.” Gabby grinned, his amber o
Sophie's POVSophie let out a loud groan which was overshadowed by the loud music. She stomped her way toward the bar, grabbed a small stool positioned there, and took her seat. Anyone watching her could see how angry she was.She couldn't believe it. She didn't understand any of it. It wasn't that the sight of her next-door neighbor at a party irritated her or maybe it did. She only seemed to hate how he seemed to be in the same circle of friends as she. And not only did that irritate her, but she also hated the different women that crawled out of his room every morning. It said a lot about his character.“Vodka,” she gritted at the bartender who flashed her a small smile in return.“Sophie,” She heard her name being called but it didn't make her turn around toward Joyce. If anything, the way her name rolled out of Joyce's lips and the tone she was using only seemed to aggravate her. It was probably the only reason why after she had been served the drink, she took it down in one g
Sophie's POVSophie's eyes peeled open when the pound in her head intensified. She let out a loud groan, her voice coming out muffled and tired. A loud yawn burst through her lips and she had to place the back of her right palm over her mouth to muffle the sound.Squinting her hazy sight around the room, she jolted up at the black and red-themed room. Her eyes widened in confusion for a second. This was not her room. This was not her house.She could have started panicking right there and then if her eyes hadn't strayed toward the wall and recognized the large picture frame occupying a large part of one of the walls.It was a picture of Joyce with her.The picture was taken at one of the numerous parties they had gone on to when they finished college, so it was a few years old. They had been fresh into the world, wide and enthusiastic about everything. But even then, the duo had always loved parties. Anyone staring at the picture would see that parties worked out properly for them, es
Sophie's POVSophie stepped out of her car turning heads. Right from the moment she stepped out of her car, till she got into her private elevator that led her to the grand floor, she was all her employees were talking about.She never wore anything less of herself to work but each time her employees saw her, they always seemed to lose their shit. Most times it was more for other reasons than her beauty. They knew she was a party beast but when she stepped into her premises, she didn't joke around.That was the same mood Sophie had in when she stepped out of the private elevator into the grand foyer that beseeched her office. Her assistant was already seated at her desk and she sashayed past her, Kristen shot out of her seat to follow her into her office.“Is the board room set?” She asked as she pulled off her pants suit blazer and tucked it away, leaving the crisscross inner white wear she had on with her pants. “Yes, everything is set like you want. And here is your coffee,” Krist