Mag-log inKAYLA“Someone looks happy,” I heard Alvin say from behind me.We were on set, and since I wasn’t needed for the current scene, I retreated to my tent to rest. I looked back to see him grabbing a stool. He set it down nearby and sat, facing me with a knowing grin. I couldn’t help but smile back, which only deepened the curious look on his face.“So,” he started, “what happened?”Lately, Corvin and I had started texting. It wasn't the kind of constant back-and-forth that left you glued to your phone, but we kept each other updated throughout the day. According to his last message, he was currently at his office, reviewing contracts and signing papers. His daily routine sounded exhausting to me, but he never seemed bored. It was as if he were tailor-made for that world. Thinking about it now, I realized the corporate life really did suit him.I glanced around to make sure we were truly alone before leaning in to tell Alvin about last night. I kept the details PG, even if Alvin’s express
CORVINThe windows were foggy, and the air inside the car was warm and thick. I stayed close to Kayla for a minute, just listening to her breathe. Every time we’re together like this, it feels like the world stops.Finally, I moved back. The cool air from the AC hit us, and I saw her shiver. I grabbed her dress from the floor and handed it to her."We should get moving," I said, my voice a bit raspy. "As much as I’d love to stay here, this road isn't as private as I pretended it was."Kayla laughed softly and started getting dressed. "You’re the one who said no one would see us, Corvin.""Yeah,” I replied. “I lied because I wanted you," I teased, climbing back into the driver’s seat.Once she was buckled in, I started the car and pulled back onto the road. The headlights cut through the dark woods. For a while, we were quiet, just enjoying the peace. But soon, I started thinking about what happened on our last night in Thailand."I’m still annoyed about Derek," I muttered, shaking my
KAYLAHis lips devoured mine in an instant, and my insides went wild. The air from the AC was cool, but it was nothing compared to the heat radiating between our bodies. I missed his lips. I missed his touch. I missed being intimate with him. More than anything, I just missed him."Corvin..." I breathed, the name hitching in my throat as his lips traveled to my neck. He began nibbling at the sensitive skin just below my jaw, his teeth grazing me in a way that would surely leave a mark. "Someone... someone might see us here."He paused, pulling back just enough to look me in the eyes. His gaze was dark, heavy with a hunger that made my knees weak even while sitting. "It’s a road rarely used, Kayla," he murmured. "No one will care if we’re parked here or what we're doing."I glanced out the window at the lonely, dark road. Not a single pair of headlights broke the darkness. It was just us and the quiet hum of the night."Okay," I whispered, the word barely audible as I reached out, thr
KAYLA The night dragged on without Corvin and me ever getting a chance to talk alone. We were constantly surrounded by Jordan and Casey. We were like strangers meeting for the first time. We acted as if we hadn't spent countless intimate hours together, and as if his finger wasn't inside me just a while ago. This situation was slowly driving me crazy. I couldn't tell if Corvin even wanted to talk about us right now. He has this facade that I couldn't seem to break through. It felt like there was a locked door deep inside him. No matter how hard I knocked, he seemed to have no desire to open it for me. I began to tell myself that I should probably stop trying. At least for now. “It’s getting late,” Casey suddenly murmured, glancing down at her gold wristwatch. Her comment made me instinctively check my phone for the time, since I wasn't wearing a watch myself. She was right; the hours had slipped away. I have a shoot early tomorrow, so I knew I really needed to get home and get
KAYLA I went back to the dining room and found them laughing. I tried to smile as I sat back down in my chair and asked them what was so funny. "Oh, we were just talking about how crazy Jordan acted when he realized he was in love with me," Casey replied. A happy, bright smile played on her lips. I knew that story well. I remember how they kept going back and forth for months, never really sure what was happening between them. While Jordan talked to his friends about it, Casey always confided in me. I loved the moment when she finally realized she loved him. It was like magic, bringing a whole new world of emotions to her. I was there for it all. I witnessed the exact moment she told me she thought she had finally found "the one." I was so happy for her because I could see she was right about him. "I’m not ashamed of that at all," Jordan said with a grin. He pulled Casey toward him and placed a soft, sweet kiss on the side of her head. My heart warmed at the sight. They looked so
KAYLA The air in the dining room felt heavy and still. I tried to focus on my plate, pushing a piece of steak around with my fork, but my appetite was gone. Every time Corvin moved next to me, a jolt went through my body. I kept my eyes on the white cloth on the table, pretending to listen to my sister and Jordan talk. Everything sounded far away. I was only aware of him–the smell of his skin and the heat coming from his seat. Then, I felt his hand. It landed on my thigh with a firm weight. It was not a light touch or an accident. It was strong and sure. My breath caught in my throat, and I went perfectly still. I waited for him to move, thinking he might just be shifting in his chair, but he stayed right there. His fingers began to move in slow circles against my skin. I closed my eyes for a second. My heart beat against my ribs like a trapped bird. I told myself to stay calm. I told myself not to show any emotion. But Corvin was not finished. His hand began to slide up, moving u
KAYLA Corvin’s villa was in the opposite direction of mine and was more secluded. For a moment, I was certain that no one would see us. The privacy of his villa felt more imminent than mine. When we reached the front door, he hurriedly opened it and carefully pulled me inside. I wanted to look aro
KAYLA The breakfast ended with a tension so thick I could practically taste it. I managed to survive the meal by focusing entirely on my fruit plate, nodding like a doll whenever Corvin spoke about "brand identity" and "market reach." As soon as the last cup of coffee was drained, I bolted. I didn
KAYLAMy feet felt as if they were glued to the floor, heavy and stubborn, refusing to take even a single step closer to the man sitting at the table. My body was at war with itself; my mind told me to run, but my insides ached for the very touch I was trying to forget. I hesitated, feeling the wei
CORVIN“I’ve already sent all the documents and contracts that need your attention to your email, Sir,” Michelle said, her eyes flicking down to her iPad one last time to confirm. I nodded in acknowledgment. I had instructed her to send everything to my inbox because I’d be working remotely for th







