Nate poured some whiskey into two glasses. He handed the other one to Dylan and sat opposite him.
"What brings you here?" Nate asked.
"I'm here to see you, what else?" He replied and sipped from the glass.
"Hmmm... I love this whiskey" he added.
"I have a meeting to attend. I was just about to leave before you walked in" Nate stood up. Dylan noticed his weird behavior and placed his cup on the counter.
"What's up man? Are you mad at me?" Dylan asked.
"Of course I'm mad at you. I've been getting pictures of Quinn naked. Isn't it supposed to be just art? I'm letting her work with you because you are....gay!"
"Do you have to say that?" Dylan asked calmly.
"I'm worried about her. Who have been sending me those pictures? Someone is watching you two!"
"I'm sorry. I'll look into that. I'll make sure that no one take pictures of your wife anymore"
"Thanks" Nate panted and gulped down the whole drink that was in his cup.
"Besides, I saw Paige today" Dylan announced, getting ready to leave his house. Nate shot his eyes wide open and stared at Dylan.
"Where? How? Is she okay?"
"Relax! Do you still love her? You've moved on with Quinn" Dylan reminded him.
"I know but still, I want to see her. I should apologize to her for what happened years ago" he replied.
"Fine, I'll text you her address later" Dylan took a step away but Nate pulled him back.
"Why not now?"
"Nate? Do you still have feelings for Paige? It's over four years. She must have moved on. Besides, she's beautiful than before. She doesn't have her glasses anymore"
"Please Dylan. Just let me see her" Nate shook the hell out of Dylan.
"Fine, fine! But don't go there now. I don't want her to think I told you about her"
"Sure, I won't" he said.
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Paige was staring at the gifts she met at her front door. It was from Josh Wick. He thanked her for what she did. She heard the doorbell again. She stared outside the door but there was no one except a bouquet of flowers. She bent down and picked it up.
"Hmm.. from who?" She murmured and walked into the room, closing the door. Nate walked out from where he hid.
"Paige..." He called out her name softly.
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The flower had no sender ID. She assumed it was from Josh Wick. She also paid her bills and rent. He sent her some money when she talked about her mother and rent. She was very happy at that moment.
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Quinn sat impatiently in Dylan's office. He walked in with a cup of milkshake.
"What took you so long?" She asked angrily.
"Here" he placed the milkshake in front of her and sat comfortably.
"It's nothing important. Your paintings will be ready tomorrow"
"What about the art exhibition? When is it?" She asked.
"In a week time" he replied.
"Oh, great. Do i have any other shoot?"
"No, just spend the week at home till then" he replied.
"Great!" She grabbed her bag and stood up to leave. She threw her hair to the back, exposing her shoulder.
"See you during the art exhibition" she said and left. Dylan smirked and started going through some files.
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Nate was in his office, staring outside the company. He was thinking about Paige. He didn't have the opportunity to see her face but she took his flower.
"Nate?" He heard his name and turned to stare at who it was.
"Trisha?" He called out and walked to her.
"Yes, it's me" she wrapped her arms around him.
"Why are you here?" He asked.
"I'm here to see my younger brother. What else? Sorry I couldn't make it to your wedding" she apologized.
"That was five months ago. It's fine" he replied and saw her down.
"So... Who did you get married to? Quinn or Paige?" His sister asked him.
His sister knew how much he loved Paige.
"I got married to Quinn. Things got out of hand and dad signed our marriage contract after you left"
"What? Why?" Trisha asked, a little bit upset.
"It's fine. Just forget about everything. I've moved on already" he tried to calm his sister.
"I don't like Quinn and her attitude. Well, it is what it is. Let's go out tonight. Drinks on me"
"Sure, let me grab my jacket" he grabbed it and logged out of his computer.
"Let's go" he said and left with his older sister. She has been gone for five years after her graduation. She was one independent lady.
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Quinn was at home, staring at her paintings on her phone. She picked some fruits with her fork and ate it, chewing slowly. It was 9pm already but Nate wasn't home yet.
She called his number but he didn't answer the call.
That was when she heard his car engine outside the compound. She ran to the balcony and took a little peep. He was with another lady.
"Is he cheating on me?" She asked angrily and ran downstairs to check who the lady was.
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She stood by the stairs waiting for him to walk in.
"Come in" he said to the lady and locked the door behind.
"Oh, baby. I'm sorry for keeping you up this late..."
"Hold it now Nate! Who is that b!tch?!" She asked and folded her arms.
"Who are you calling a b!tch?" Trisha asked in reply, almost wanting to hit her.
"Relax, I'll go talk to her" he said and walked towards Quinn. He ran up the stairs and stood beside her.
"That's tri..."
"I don't want to listen to you now" she said and walked to Trisha.
"You can't spend the night here. He's married to me. This is a couple's house, got that?" she said.
"Nate? Why can't you let me hit her just once?" Trisha asked.
"I'm the one to hit you..." Quinn grinned her teeth angrily.
"Stop! Quinn, she's Trisha! My sister!" He said.
"Older sister" she pointed out. Quinn shot her eyes wide open and stared at her from head to toe.
"Senior? Oh my goodness, I'm really sorry. I never knew it was you" she apologized quickly.
"Whatever!" Trisha replied and find her way to the guest room.
"Why didn't you tell me she was your sister?" Quinn mumbled under her breath.
"I tried telling you but you didn't give me any chance" she replied.
"Fine, I'm sorry. But, why is she here?"
"She's staying for some couple of days till she find her way back to England"
"Days? Argh!" Quinn groaned angrily again. She didn't want any guest in her house, not even a maid.
"I'll be upstairs. Don't annoy my sister" he warned and and left.
"F*ck! Why is she here?" She thought to herself and flung her long hair to the back.
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The next morning, Trisha woke up quite early and saw that no one was in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
"Hey Trisha, good morning. I have a meeting by 9am. I promise to be back early"
"Hold on Nate, where is your wife? I mean, who is supposed to make breakfast?"
"She don't cook, she don't clean. It's fine. Just order some food"
"Order some food? What sort of wife doesn't know how to cook? You see the reason why I wanted you get married to..."
"Trisha, stop. Just order some food. Catch you up later" he said and left. Trisha shook her head. She wondered what sort of mess her brother is, in the name of marriage. She grabbed the pot and cooked something for herself only.
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As she ate, Quinn walked in.
"Good morning Trisha" she said and walked to the pots. Nothing was in it.
Trisha didn't even respond to her greetings. She just kept mute and watched her, checking the whole pot for food.
"Um.. I think you are eating my food Trisha. Nate must have prepared it for me before leaving" she said.
"Oh really? So my brother is your maid and slave"
"No, he's not. He's my husband and he would do whatever I want" she replied.
"You two have been married to five months. Isn't it time for you to get pregnant and give him a child? At least, if you are pregnant, I would have thought that cooking for you isn't a problem"
Quinn chuckled softly and shot a hard glare at Trisha.
"If you think I'm going to get pregnant for your brother, you are mistaken. I'm not going to carry anyone's child in my stomach" she replied and left the kitchen.
"What?" Trisha murmured.
Trisha was still dumbstruck about what Quinn said to her. If she wasn't going to get pregnant how would they have a child. She get that Quinn was from a rich family but still... She dropped her spoon and continued to ponder about what her brother's wife had just said. "Nate really have to hear about this" she murmured. .After some hours, Nate was finally done with his meeting. He shook hands with the shareholders as they left. "We'll talk about the contract some other time Mr Nate, it's nice doing business with you" "Thank you. I hope we catch on as well" he replied. They both laughed and left the business room. Nate escorted them to the door and signed a paper which his assistant handed to him. "The secretary quit her job because she had to move with her family" she said to him. "Look for another person to replace her for the meantime. We'll find another person for the job, I'll interview her myself" he said. "Okay sir" she replied sucking her lower lips. "I'll be heading h
Nate only shot her a hard glare. He already found her pretty annoying. He wished he hadn't gotten married to her. "Quinn for the last time, clean the f*cking house! I won't repeat myself again" he said and left. Her gaze followed him as he head upstairs. He searched the house and didn't find her anywhere. He already knew that Quinn had annoyed her. "I should call her back" he said and brought out his phone. ..Paige was having so much fun with Trisha. She was the friend she ever needed. Paige was just the kind of person that doesn't like to hang out with others. She's more of an introvert. "You also didn't come to their wedding. Why?" Trisha asked Paige. She remained quiet for about ten seconds before gathering the courage to speak. "I did went. But, Quinn made sure I wasn't let in" "Why? Did you two have a fight?" Trisha asked."No.. or maybe yes. She thinks I'm after Nate but I'm not" Paige lowered her gaze. "Tell me, what happened?" She asked. "That day, Quinn told us to
"What the..." Paige shot her eyes and mouth wide open, watching how Dylan was having s*x in public. She was embarrassed to go to where he was. She turned, scratching the back of her head. She felt like going back but Dylan sighed her from afar. "Yo b!tch, get you a$$ off me" he said to the girl that was riding him. He stood up and shoved his d!ck back into his pants and walked to Paige. "Hey!" He called out. Paige swiftly turned and stared at him. She adjusted her hair and stared at the ladies that were with him. They were busy glaring at her. Of course, she ruined their fun. "I'm sorry for ruining what you were....""Oh, nah, it's fine. Come on, let's have a seat" he said, stretching his hand to where the same girls were sitting. She exhaled deeply and followed him behind."Some privacy girls. See you later" he said. "Okay Dylan" they chorused with their romantic and sexy voice and left. .Dylan bit his lower lips, glancing at Paige's body. "Okay, I should admit. You look amaz
Quinn raised her head and stared at her father. She shook her head in disagreement."I can't let him sleep with another lady and get her pregnant. It's hard to watch" "Why would you watch them? Just find someone you can trust and give her the pay. Once your child is three or four years old, you can send her away. That's what my friends are doing nowadays. Who wants to get pregnant and endure the pain?" Her father said. He was slowly convincing her."Okay. I'll think about it. Thank you""I better leave here before that mad girl comes out" he entered into the car and ordered the driver to leave. Quinn watched as her father drove the car away. She head to back to the house, thinking about her father had just told her. "It's not a bad idea" she murmured. Finding the right person to do the job was the main problem. She also have to get them tested. But first, would Nate agree to this?.Quinn walked into the house and saw Nate and Trisha heading up the stairs. "Nate?" She called out. T
Paige felt disgusted the way Dylan touched her. She pushed him away but he grabbed her hand instead. "I need money and I know you have the perfect body that would help me make money" he said. "Dylan! What the heck are you saying? Do you think I'll do what you just said? You can pick one of those girls with you last night and take pictures instead. Not me!" She grinned her teeth."I finally see you want to remain living your wretched life. Go ahead!" He said and threw her hands away. Paige almost fell on the floor. Dylan picked the key from the table and threw it on the floor."Get yourself out of this office. You shouldn't beg for help from me anymore" Paige hurriedly grabbed the key and left the studio. Dylan threw himself back on the chair. He gave a fake gasp and slipped his fingers into his hair. "Why did I do that?" He asked himself a little bit disappointed. He should have known Paige. She never submitted to anyone, including Nate why would he submit to him. He shot his eye
Zane grabbed Paige and carried her into her room. He gently placed her on the bed and touched her forehead. He doesn't know anywhere around but the house is small. He found his way to the bathroom and got a towel, a soft towel. The tap seemed broken but he soaked the towel anyway. Hurriedly, he went into the room and placed it on her forehead. Staring at the way she laid on the bed, made him remember the way she cried earlier. He snapped out of the thought and stared at her. He left her room and left to his house. ..Quinn got out of the bathroom, drying her wet hair with a towel. She saw her phone lit up. She hung the towel on he makeup chair and walked towards her phone. She got a message from one of her messenger. A smile crept on her face so she decided to call him instead. Nate wasn't in the room. He was with his sister in the sitting room. "Hey" she said with a smile on her face."Hello ma'am" "Tell me" she whispered."I've gotten the ladies ready. You'll meet them tomorrow
Betsy sprung up from her chair and moved away from Nate. She had no idea why he was so worked out about Paige. "You'll have to call her here for her interview. Understood?! Ten minutes, I give you ten minutes or you'll be the next person to get fired" he threatened her. .Betsy hurriedly ran out of the office and looked for a way to get Paige's contact from the receptionist. She started panicking in the elevator, remembering how her boss just yelled at her. "I wonder what he'll do next if I don't bring her back" she said to herself. The elevator suddenly dinged. She pushed herself to her friend, breathing hard. "Hey girl, do you still have that b!tch contact with you" she asked. Jane frowned."The last time, you wanted her out of here now, you are asking for her number. Why?" She asked. "Boss, he needs her. Seem like, he knows her fron somewhere. Just give me the number" she said. Jane grabbed the trashcan from her side and gave it to Betsy. "You can search it. I threw it ther
Paige stepped out of the elevator and head towards the boss's office. "Stay right here" Betsy said and head into the office. Paige looked round, admiring every design and structure. She saw the secretary's office was right opposite the boss's office. She was going to be his personal secretary. "I hope I get this job" she prayed, holding her CV tight to her chest.Betsy stepped out of the office and signalled her to come in. Her heart started beating fast as she walked into the office. Paige saw him staring outside the company. "Leave us" Nate said. "Yes sir" Betsy said and walked out of the office. She closed the door as she left. Paige hoped that she gets the job. "Hi, I'm Paige and..."Paige stopped talking when he turned to stare at her. "Hi Paige" Nate greeted. Paige's CV fell from her hand in surprise. She shot her eyes and mouth wide open and almost staggered. "Y..you?!" She yelled. "Yeah, it's me Paige. It's been a long time" he said, walking to his table. There was a