LOGIN“We’re here.”The captain’s voice gently pulled me from my thoughts.I lifted my head from Xavier’s shoulder so quickly that my neck protested.Heat rushed to my cheeks.Oh my God.I had actually fallen asleep on him.I sat upright so fast I nearly lost my balance.“I’m sorry!”Xavier looked completely unfazed.“For?”“I used you as a pillow.”He looked at me for a moment before answering.“Don’t worry you were lightweight, I’ve had worse.”Bellagio was somehow even prettier than I imagined.The moment we stepped off the boat, I felt like I’d walked straight into a postcard.The streets were narrow and paved with o
The drive itself felt like part of the adventure.I had barely fastened my seatbelt before my eyes were glued to the window.Italy looked nothing like New York.The roads curved gently around the mountains instead of stretching endlessly between towering skyscrapers. Small villages sat quietly along the hillsides, their stone houses dressed in warm shades of cream, terracotta and pale yellow. Now and then, colorful flower boxes spilled from balconies, making the entire place look like someone had carefully painted each building by hand.Even the air looked different—cleaner, lighter and absolutely brighter.The deeper we drove, the more impossible the scenery became.One moment I was admiring rows of beautiful trees swaying gently in the breeze, and the next, the lake suddenly appeared.My breath caught.“Oh…”It stretched farther than my eyes could follow.The water shimmered beneath the morning sun like liquid glass, reflecting the mountains that surrounded it. Elegant villas sat al
Warm sunlight brushed against my face long before I opened my eyes. For a few blissful seconds, I forgot where I was.No traffic.No sirens.No neighbors arguing through paper-thin apartment walls.Just silence. The kind that settles so peacefully.I slowly opened my eyes.The elegant chandelier above the bed came into focus first.Then the beige-colored ceiling. Then the unfamiliar room.Italy.A smile spread across my face before I could stop it.It wasn’t a dream, I really was here.I turned slightly and glanced at Xavier who was still asleep on his side of the bed.He lay on his back, one arm resting above the blanket, his breathing slow and even.Without his usual stern expression, he looked much younger and even softer. Almost approachable. Which is funny, considering he was asleep. His ruffled hair covered most of his face, leaving the side of his face in my view—a view I was dissecting shamelessly with my eyes. Tracing the shape of his jaw with my eyes, I couldn’t stop myse
I stood in the middle of the suite with my suitcase still in my hand.“So…” I looked around awkwardly. “I guess this is our room.”Xavier set his luggage beside the wardrobe and nodded.“It appears so.”Neither of us moved.The room suddenly felt much smaller than it had a few minutes ago.Sharing a room with Xavier hadn’t crossed my mind when we agreed to come on this trip.Sharing a bed?That definitely wasn’t on the agenda at all.I cleared my throat.“I can take the couch.”He glanced toward the sitting area visible through the open doorway.“There isn’t one.”I followed his gaze.Well, there really wasn’t. I scratched the back of my neck.“This is awkward.”“A little.”A little? This was a lot.I dragged my suitcase onto the bed and unzipped
The polished marble floor reflected the crystal chandelier hanging above us as we stepped into the grand lobby.I instinctively slowed my pace. The place was breathtaking.Fresh lilies filled enormous crystal vases in every corner, their delicate fragrance lingering in the cool air. Soft piano music drifted from somewhere across the lobby, blending with the murmur of guests enjoying afternoon tea.Everything looked expensive. Costly type of expensive.The concierge greeted Xavier as though he’d been expecting us all day.“Welcome back to Grand Hotel Tremezzo, Mr. Crest.”Back?I glanced sideways at Xavier. He nodded.“Thank you.”The receptionist smiled warmly.“And welcome, Mrs. Crest. We’re delighted to have you with us.”Again with Mrs. Crest.One day I’d stop reacting to it. Today clearly wasn’t that day.“We made reservations for two rooms.” Xavier glanced over to the receptionist behind the desk. “One minute, I want to check the reservations, sir,” she said typing on the keyboa
The jet moved smoothly across the runway before finally coming to a stop.A voice came over the speakers.“Welcome to Milan. Local time is 2:17 p.m. and the weather is a pleasant twenty-six degrees Celsius. We hope you enjoy your stay in Italy.”I smiled before I could stop myself.Italy.I was actually in Italy.Xavier stood first, buttoning his shirt.“Ready?”I nodded immediately.“I’ve been ready since we left New York.”That earned me the smallest smile.Unlike every airport scene I’d ever seen on television, we didn’t walk into a crowded terminal.A sleek black SUV was already waiting a short distance from the aircraft.Before we got there, a woman dressed in an elegant navy uniform greeted us with a warm smile.“Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Crest.”There it was again.Mrs. Crest.I was beginnin
I was disheveled and trying to pull myself together when I saw Xavier strolling in with a bored expression on his face, two security guards walking alongside him. “Escort Miss Poe here out of these premises this instant” he said with no emotion to the security. I stood there, dumbfounded and tongu
I left the office very aggravated. Who does Xavier think he is?..... To propose a flimsy fake marriage to me. Does he think I am one of his whores? I wondered to myself. I hadn’t even bothered to read the whole of the contract before I rejected it. I started to blame myself for saying no when he a
I got to work a few minutes past resumption time because I slept through my alarm— it must be my body’s way of resting after my terrific weekend. My morning was rushed, I had to prepare hurriedly for work and still ended up arriving late. I rushed in, scared of the consequences of my boss arriving
“Whoa! Breathe Sydney— what happened?!” My best friend’s voice filled with panic asked in perplexity. “What’s happening Syd?” She paused, “I’m beginning to get very worried— did someone die?” She asked worriedly. “Okay, breathe— in, out, yes just like that” she says trying to get me stable. After







