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 orbs a reflection of his heart; clean. “But I wanted you to. This party is for you. Your day. Come get your woman yourself.” He explained.
“Gabby, I told you what I wanted—”
“I know, I know. Don't you think I pulled it off pretty well?” Gabby cried with excitement. “Mehn, look at those ladies. See those booties, the music, the dance, the vibe, the damn alcohol! What else could you possibly want?” He screamed, laughing like a raccoon.
Tyler shook his head with a sigh. He should have known that his best friend wasn't one to reason about it. He already knew that so much that he couldn't keep his mouth shut most times.
When Gabby began to lead him to a more private spot in the room, he exhaled a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he hated the usual partying scene. He adored it. He loved it. He just didn't want to do all of that now when he could have his woman and be with her.
“I got special picks for you. Want me to introduce them?” Gabby asked as he settled down on a stool beside the bar, a position that gave him access to the front view of the large room.
“You will. I need a drink.” Tyler's voice was gruffly. Gabby disappeared from beside him only to appear a little while later with a glass of whiskey.
“The deal,” Tyler mumbled as he took slow gulps of his drink in satisfaction.
“Why were you late though? You told me you were on your way about two hours ago.” Gabby grumbled. Clearly, he wasn't going to let that go and Tyler knew that much.
“My rude neighbor found a bouquet of black roses right in front of her apartment minutes after she screamed at me to get lost.” Tyler rolled his eyes when he finished speaking.
“Seriously?” Gabby was a laughing mess. “You haven't told me about her. What's she like? Was it that hot lady I met in your elevator the last time I came by?” Gabby sat up, eager.
“You didn't tell me that you met any woman at all.” Tyler frowned at him.
“Yeah. It was early in the morning and I thought she was one of your one-night stand girls. Besides, when I came into your room later, you were still in your towels.” Gabby laughed as he patted Tyler's shoulder. Tyler didn't find that funny as he scowled at him.
“Well, it's possible.” He shrugged.
“But nah, I'm not going to lie, that lady I saw was very pretty. The curves and body, I couldn't stop staring.” Gabriel continued while Tyler took sips of his drink.
“I have nothing to do with her if she was the one you saw. She has been nothing but rude to me since I moved in.” Sitting up, Tyler's face took a concerned gaze.
“The security men are the worst. I think I'm going to have to fire them though. Do you know that after I called them to report the issue, they were so nonchalant? One even stated that it wasn't my business.” He frowned.
“Wow, that's rude.” Gabby frowned too. “I bet he said that because he doesn't know who you are. He would eat his words if you were to just say a word.” Gab hissed, now annoyed.
“Gabby, Oh...Tyler, man!” Someone called out to them, strolling toward the man with a large smile.
“Nick!” Gabriel shrieked as he pulled the tall guy into a hug. He had known Nick for a long time before he introduced him to Tyler.
“Hey, Nick. What's up?” Tyler nudged him and the man grinned.
“Happy birthday, man.” He slapped hands with Tyler, that grin still intact. They started talking, the conversation mostly between Gabriel and Nick.
“Baby,” a small voice called as she strolled toward the three men. She stopped in front of Nick and wrapped her hands around his neck. Nick smiled and kissed her lips.
Planting a hand of possessiveness on her waist, he swirled her toward the other men right after he winked at his girlfriend's best friend. “Guys, this is my girlfriend, Joyce.” He introduced.
“Hey, Joyce!” Gabby was familiar with Joyce and pulled at her hair, playfully.
“And this is her best friend, Sophie.” Nick continued his introduction by pointing at the white-haired lady standing behind the group. The lady stopped typing and stepped into view.
“Hey, Sophie!” Her head snapped toward the little group and rested on a particular man. Not the one that called her name. The color drained out of her face and the little smile she was sporting earlier vanished.
“You?”
“What are you doing here?”
They called at the same time, shock written all over their faces. Annoyed by the face of the familiar man, Sophie let out a loud hiss, and glanced briefly at Joyce before she turned around and headed out, away from the little group. Joyce didn't waste a second before she hurried after her.
Sophie? So that's her name, huh?
Tyler thought with a grimace.
“Man, what was that for? Do you know her?” Gabby had to yell at the top of his voice since the music was turned up a notch. He was confused and so was Nick.
Tyler sent them a tight smile as he held out his glass of whiskey and took a sip from it. His face was expressionless just like most times. Turning toward the men, he said in an overly bored and dry tone, his voice lacking any interest.
“And that is my next-door neighbor, people. Shouldn't we be excited?”
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
Sophie's POVSophie managed to pick up her broken pieces after almost having a mental breakdown. She grabbed her laptop and delved herself into work, refusing to think of anything other than work. When she eventually cleared her table, she walked out and went around the company for an impromptu tour. Most of the workers who encountered her noticed how harsh she sounded and they immediately steered off her path. The ones who weren't smart enough got the brutal brunt of her harsh words.When she was satisfied with the tour, she returned to her office to grab her bag and other things. She was in the car driving home when a call came in from Joyce.“Babe,” Joyce's excited voice did nothing to aid the way Sophie was feeling and because she took too long to reply, Joyce picked up on the mood.“What's wrong? What happened?” Joyce asked in a rush, her voice expressing deep worry and concern.“He stopped by my office to see me,” Sophie divulged in a small voice. At that point, she didn't even
Sophie's POVWrapping the towel tightly around her, Sophie walked into her large walk-in closet and the lights automatically came on. She had just taken a cold shower and almost regretted it. She was hungry. Asides from the creamy coffee she had earlier in the morning, she hadn't taken anything else. She hoped that for her sake the date wouldn't be a total waste of time.Her eyes scanned the array of dresses on the hanger. Eventually, she settled for blue cerulean dress. She let her towel fall off, pulled up her underwear quickly before slipping into the dress.The dress was very stylish and beautiful. The color clicked well with the color of her eyes and matched with her white hair. It was a mid-thigh dress that hugged and accentuated her curve in a specific way. The upper part of the dress was low, revealing in a deep sweetheart almost cupped neckline that had her cleavages in display. She didn't mind; she loved and adored dresses like that. It made her feel like a woman. The sleeve
Tyler's POVWhen Tyler had agreed to have dinner with his investors, he had hoped that his night would be less stressful and more enjoyable. But nothing was enjoyable about what he was seeing, now.He hadn't seen Sophie at first, still huddled up in a talk with one of his investors until one of them had pointed at her as sexy. He hadn't even wanted to pay attention to her but then, she walked past him like breeze. Tyler was sure she didn't see him. It was not like he wanted her to see him, not after what had ensued earlier. It was why he had kept his mouth shut and watched her walk toward the devil.At first, Tyler had not noticed the hulk of a man.But Giovanni De Luca was a man of attention. He easily stole the spotlight. As soon as he saw Sophie settled down with him for dinner, his gut feeling had told him that something was wrong. She didn't look happy, didn't look flustered to be seated in front of the big man.Oh, Tyler surely knew him even if he was invisible to the man.For
Sophie's POVSophie stared at her phone with a sigh. That had been like the umpteenth time that she would be checking it. Still, she had found nothing. Each time she realized that there was not a single news of what had happened with Giovanni at the restaurant, she felt her shoulders and stiff body slump in relief.To be honest, she hadn't thought that it was possible, especially with the number of people she had caught filming the scene the day before.She had also waited for that call. The one her father would bless her with for defying his orders but it didn't come and the entire thing made her very uneasy. She couldn't even work properly. After the entire episode when she had broken down, she picked up and drove straight to a bar where she distracted herself by flirting with hungry-looking men, had a drink to last a lifetime, and then she drove herself home.She had only been very lucky to add style to her drinking otherwise she would collapse with a hangover.Now, she was biting
Sophie's POVSophie paced the length and breadth of her apartment. Her palms were so sweaty and she kept rubbing them on her dress with a nervous, trembling smile. “I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just that I didn't ask for you to step in...” She stopped, trailing off with a groan.“No, no.” She cried into her hands. That didn't sound right even to her ears and it made her even more uneasy.“Okay, okay. It's alright, Sophie. Breathe.” In her own words, she breathed in deeply and exhaled right after. She repeated the motions a few more times before she finally straightened and headed for her full-length mirror.Standing right in front of it, she practiced her words the same way she had been doing earlier.“I know what I did was wrong. And I haven't exactly been nice to you since you moved in. I get that but you almost ripped off my one million dress!” She screamed at the last part and grimaced.This was not going as easy as she thought and she almost slumped down in e