Aster~Adagio's assistant escorted me to my temporary office cabin. I sat down with a sigh of relief, thinking of ways to win back Mr. Godwin.This time, I needed to ensure everything went smoothly, without any setbacks. Perhaps this could be my chance to get closer to Adagio. If I secured this deal, maybe Adagio would start to warm up to me.With this thought, my motivation surged, and I was determined to present this project in the best way possible. I quickly scoured the internet for new, rare, and unique marketing strategies.Not only did I need a fresh approach, but I also needed a compelling idea to persuade Mr. Godwin. "Hmm," I murmured to myself, leaning back in my chair as I contemplated.I rushed to Adagio's office, confident in the idea I believed could bring Mr. Godwin back to our side. I knocked on the door and walked in, once again met by the cold air."That was faster than I expected," he smirked, straightening his posture as he prepared to listen."Well, that's why you
Adagio~I hate to admit it, but Aster's idea was creative and original. And when it comes to busniess, I always want the best. Today, she arranged a meeting with Mrs. Anitta, and I was quite curious to see what she had in mind to make her plan susscessful. She's even bringing in cilents, which I certainly won't complain about. Aster is full of surprises, and I find myself wanting to know more about her. She exudes postivity and happiness, and her smile never fades, which is almost unsettling. My assistant walked and informed me that the meeting is in five minutes. I put on my coat, adjusted my tie, and headed to the conference room. Everyone stood up and greeted me when I entered; I simply nodded in response. I took my seat and immediately noticed Aster arranging her documents and reviewing her notes. I appreciated how focused she was when she worked.Her hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she wore a fitted skirt paired with a pink blouse, looking professional and admirable. I n
Aster~James agreed to do the advertisement, and it turned out to be a huge success. Mr.s Anitta is really pleased with the outcome. As I got to know James better, I found him to be relaxed and fun—completely the opposite of Adagio. The sales took off just a few days after the ad was released, and profits quickly started piling up. Mr. Godwin had to delay signing the contract for a few days to reconsider his options and untimately choose us. I've already come up with a brilliant idea for marketing his products. When I explained it to Adagio, he didn't object and, once again, asked me to take the lead. Adagio has become slightly less distant than before, but the coldness is still very much there. He keeps me at arm's length. Though it hurt, I didn't complain—any progress, no matter how small, is still progress. I've been working in his office unofficially, helping with his business, and I'm not even getting paid. But I have a feeling that once all this is over, he'll push me out of
He took me to the most expensive restaurant in Paris. The place screamed luxury and wealth, making me feel almost out of place in such grandeur. Meanwhile, Adagio walked in as if he owned it. His presence and aura are more powerful than any amount of money could ever provide. His ruthless gaze and dangerously controlled temper seem so fragile, it feels as though one wrong move could shatter it. His words carry such authority that even the law would bow to him. And now, this kind of person has invited me to dine with him? In this moment, I feel honoured and special, though I can't promise I'm the only one he's brought to places like this. I still don't know the reason behind his generous gesture, but I'm willing to accept anything as long as it involves him. I know I'm probably just being a fool for him, but there's a small hope flickering at the edges of my heart. I sat across from him as he ordered for both of us, nodding at the waiter before turning his gaze toward me. His intens
Adagio~ I've kissed countless times, and I've always had someone by my side when I wanted. Those kisses never held any meaning, and I've done a lot without any commitments. A kiss on the cheek shouldn't be keeping me up at night.Maybe it just caught me off guard, seeing her break free and act on whatever crossed her mind. I knew she was trying to get closer to me, and I knew I should protect myself from her, but my defenses crumble every time she’s around. I hated how, bit by bit, she carefully dismantled the armor I wore to guard my heart. I woke up the next day, determined to stay away from her, no matter what. I didn’t care if she thought we were building something—her high hopes weren’t my responsibility.As I walked downstairs, she came into view. Sunlight gleamed on her face, casting a soft glow in the shadows of the house. My gaze drifted to her rose-colored lips, and the memory of last night rushed back to me.Sensing my stare, she looked up from the pan. A smile spre
Aster~"Oh my gosh, Mom and Dad, I've missed you both so much," I exclaimed, pulling them into a tight hug. They smiled at me, and I could feel the emptiness inside me slowly start to fade. "How have you been, Mom?" I asked as I stepped back."It's just not the same without you, sweetheart," she said with a sad smile, though she finally seemed content and happy. "And you, Dad?" I waited for his response. The last time I saw him was on my wedding day, and his mood and expression from that day flashed through my mind.I was searching for answers, but all I could find was the same guilt that had surfaced during my wedding. "Dad?" I called out, and he looked at me for a moment longer than usual before smiling, pushing away the regret that had started to reappear."I've been doing well, love," he said, pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head. But before I knew it, he was gone. He walked away, disappearing into the crowd. What happened to Papa?I didn't want to ask my mother about i
Aster~The sunlight glistened on my face. I heaved a sigh as today was my wedding. Who would have thought I would be getting married at the age of 20? Definitely not me. I wanted to proceed with my higher studies but it all came crashing down on the day I was informed of my marriage.They basically signed me off to a wealthy man, Adagio Amato. I have known him since I was eleven years old. I would only see him occasionally. I hardly speak to him because he is too intimidating for someone like me. His brothers, on the other hand, are just pure gold. Adagio has a very quiet character; his cold, intimidating gaze could make anyone piss their pants. He gives the driest replies to whatever question it may be. People would give up trying to speak to him. Adagio and his family are engaged in a huge business, which makes them filthy rich. Whatever they owned screamed money and power. The amount of respect and power that family alone holds is ridiculous. It made me wonder why they would mar
We took pictures with our family and left for our reception. I had to change into another dress. It was one hell of a reception. The place was packed with people. People congratulated us.I pretty much stood in the same place that night. Adagio was busy with the guests and so was my family. My college friends came in and gave me company until they had to leave. I did tell them about the contract, though I shouldn't. I trust them. They consoled me and told me it would be fine. Of course, it will be... When we get a divorce. I can't get my head around the fact that this has something to do with more than just money. Or maybe just money but it seems to have a bigger story behind it. How do I know it? My guts tell me so.Just the look in my parents' eyes tells me there is something deeper than just this contract marriage. "Hello, Aster!" A voice chirped joyfully, breaking me out of my thoughts. It was an unfamiliar face that awfully looked just like mine. A silent gasp left my mouth in