Amanda woke up in the middle of the night to find herself cocooned in Lucas's warmth. His tall frame spooned her smaller one, her back pressed to his bare chest.
A clock on the table revealed it was 4:04am. They had gone to sleep at midnight, after three rounds of sex and some time basking in a fire Lucas made in the fireplace.
She couldn't recall the last time she felt this happy and satisfied after sex. She had just gotten out of a two-year relationship, and the sex wasn't anything to complain about. However, despite the fact that she wasn't emotionally invested in Lucas, being with him felt a hundred times more explosive.
Too bad she wasn't looking for anything long-term, even just sexually. Lucas seemed like the kind of man it would be easy to get attached to if she slept around with him longer than necessary. He was quite the gentleman, and he was great in bed. It would be wise to be content with the p
Lucas stood at the window, watching the falling snow and sneaking glances at Amanda. After a quiet, awkward breakfast, she had settled near the lit fireplace, book in hand.Looking at her, it reminded him of the night before. He had made love to her on that spot, and the image was still stuck in his mind.When they went to sleep and he found himself loving how she fit in his arms way too much, he promised himself to leave first thing in the morning.He was good at separating sex from emotions. He never got attached to his hookups. So, he had no problem getting them to leave in the morning, or him leaving. And, he definitely didn't spend hours into the night imagining a future where the woman he slept with was in his bed, over and over again.Yet, holding Amanda in his arms, he felt that he never wanted to let her go. If he could get another million chances to hold her like that, he'd
That day, Lucas and Amanda stayed indoors, even after the weather cleared. Lucas left that evening once the snow was salted and mostly gone and the pavements were finally passable. The two spent the rest of the week mostly in each other's company, almost as if they had come on vacation together. They tried skating, went hiking, and camped out in the woods for two days. While they couldn't keep their hands off each other for the week they spent together, they knew that what happened in Riverside Park would remain there. Or, at least, that's what Amanda knew. Lucas never told her that he found out her identity. It was clear that if he did, it would ruin everything. There was no doubt that when she went back home and found out he was the new CEO, their relationship would take an ugly turn. But he chose not to think about that until he came to it. After his week of vacationing was done, he left Riverside Park and took a flight to the city, where his new j
When Tyra got back from the party, she found her mother waiting in her apartment. Elizabeth Okello was a tall woman in her early fifties. There was a resemblance between mother and daughter, but the lines lining the older woman's face make it harder to notice. There was always a frown on her face, or a sneer. Elizabeth was standing at the windows, looking at the city skyline beyond. Tyra's apartment was on the twelfth floor of a high-rise residential building in one of the most affluent neighborhoods in the city. "Mother?" Tyra called as she placed her keys on the side table near the door and walked into the room. Elizabeth turned, and Tyra noticed the lit cigarette in her hand. She wished
On Sunday evening, Amanda walked into the dining room at her family home and instantly wished to turn around and walk away. Her father and Rebecca were already occupying two of the seats, with Rebecca taking the seat to the right of their father. There was no sign of their brother, Simon. When Amanda received the call from her father asking her to attend a family dinner that evening, she had hoped Simon would make an appearance. But, as usual, that proved to have been too much to expect of their brother. Simon rarely did things their father asked of him. "Nice of you to finally show up," Rebecca snarked, giving a pointed look at the watch on her wrist. "Sorry," Amanda muttered half-heartedly and occupied the seat that was directly opposite her sister. "It's alright," Charles assured her. "Now that you're here, let's eat."  
The moment Amanda walked out of the elevator in the office building on Monday morning, Cara appeared, tablet in hand. "You have a meeting with the CEO in five." Amanda already knew that. She had taken time the previous evening to pore over her schedule. That's something she always did, but this time, the motivation behind the habit was different. It was her first day back to work after a month's absence. More importantly, she was going to meet Lucas at work for the first time. Studying her schedule allowed her to plan in her mind how she would carry through the day as smoothly as possible. Over and over, she had drummed into her mind that this was just another day at work. The two walked into Amanda's office, where she placed her bag and coat aside. Cara handed her a file. "You'll need this."
The Lemaiyan Group Headquarters was a 19-floor steel and glass building that stood out from the rest of the block in terms of grandeur, sheer size, and design. It was about a decade old, and proof of the upward trajectory the conglomerate had been on for the past twenty years. Amanda took the elevator to the 17th floor, where her father's expansive office was located. The secretary's face morphed into surprise for a second when she appeared, but the expression was quickly replaced by a smile. She shot to her feet and greeted formally, "Good morning, Miss." "Morning, Lucy. I believe I'm on time for my meeting with the chairman, no?" Lucy looked towards the Chairman's door, then back at Amanda. "Yes, it's time, but--" "But?" "Your sister just arrived." Amanda stiffened. "Rebecca is in the
On Wednesday morning, Amanda received a call from Rebecca. "Katherine said she's ready to work with you," Rebecca informed her. "Consult with her people on when she'll be available." "That's great. I'll reach out today." She was about to hang up when her sister said, "There's one condition, though." Of course. "What is it?" "Work on a high fashion collection." This wasn't the first time Amanda had heard this suggestion. She didn't need to think twice about it. "No." Rebecca's sigh came across the phone. "Think about it. Can you imagine Katherine Wells wearing one of the cheap outfits you make?" "Yes, I can. That's exactly what she wears on an everyday basis." "This is your chance to command attention from the entire world. Nobody wants to see how chea
Lucas wasn't sure which between celebrating their wedding anniversary and reintroducing him to society was the chief intention behind his parents' extravagant party. But, he was willing to bet on the latter. In his opinion, there wasn't much to celebrate where his parents' matrimony was concerned. Then there was the big tell—his father keeping him glued to his side, reminding everyone who came to offer their congratulations that next to him was his youngest son who had lived in the States for the past ten years. Lucas wanted to ask him not to waste his time. That he wasn't interested in making connections in his corporate world. That he had no intention of taking over a part of his business empire. But his father hadn't bothered to listen in the past. Lucas doubted he would now. So he let him run the show. All the while, he kept his attention elsewhere. While his father tirelessly narrated of his achievements abroad, Lucas's eyes