The story through Annabelle’s eyes - What a hell do you think you are doing, you moron? - What? And keep your voice down! - You were supposed to court her, not to expose yourself! - What do you mean by that Belle? - It is simple you dry had! How could you take for example the help that you give fashion designers? She is one of them. - I know that is why… - She cannot find out you know stuff about her. What I have told you, you have to use as a weapon to attract her, keep her away from my Phillip, not to make her questioning how can you possibly know all that? - I understand I did not realize I messed up. I am sorry. - This better be your last mistake! - Understood! - And stop coming so close to me we don’t want anyone to know we have a history. Now get back to the table and make yourself useful until I find the right moment to make her suffer and break her down permanently. Gain her trust so she can have suppo

Maya’s story Morning came so quickly. The lovely sun was trying to break through the blinds. It was a new day and new things to worry about. I was in Alex’s house trying to figure out my life. It’s a good thing I have Gloria to help me and my new office to start what I was yearning for so long. I have planned this for some time but back then my only concern was to leave Phillp Smith and to see my business. No hard feelings. My office is so near to his studio, we would have visited each other. But now those feelings turned into something else, more painful. Now I have to deal also with my heart that feels betrayed, shuddered. And the proximity of our places of work might be a problem. But for now, I must concentrate on getting this business started and later see what I should do with my office. Maybe I will ask Gloria to lend me a room in her house. That could be a good idea. First I need some caffeine to get on my feet. That means going downstairs in the kitchen and to see also Alex.

Phillip’s story - - Have you seen her? - - Yes, I have but I did not notice anything out of the ordinary. My blood was boiling in my veins. My head was spinning with the thought of his filthy hands all over Miss Maya. - - He was touching her! - - Phillip, he just took her arm and drove her out of this place. There was no…touching… - - Whatever! - - Where are you going? - - After them - - Phillip don’t… I left my friend behind in the coffee shop and stepped out in the chilly evening. I raised my jacket collar and tried to find them. They were nowhere to be found. My mind was just starting to go insane. Peter must have canceled our order because he was right beside me, lecture me. - - Just leave her be, Phillip! You are nothing to her just as she is nothing to you. - - Now that is where you are so mistaken! - - Enlighten me, please! Peter was gazing at me with his big wonder eyes. I am not sure what kind of an

Maya’s story It’s the day of the fashion event. I had my heart up in my throat until Phillip answered my request. Actually I knew he would come. The question is with whom? All-day long, I was restless making all kinds of scenarios. As much as I want to think of what my event will be tonight Phillip keeps popping into my mind. I know it means torture but I can’t help it. As a distraction, I had Sam come with me to the place where the gala would be. Five more minutes of torment until I heard her at the door. I rushed over like a hurricane wanting to escape from this state of mind. - - Coming! I opened the door and there she was in all of her beauty. She went to the stylist and she came with her gala dress carefully hanging on her shoulder. - - Wow, Sam, you look… stylish. - - Oh, thanks, I guess… - - No, I mean it. I am just amazed! - - I am half-ready and you haven’t even started yet! - - Well, I have to do something first and I ne

- - Ok, as you wish. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? He continued to be so gentle despite the fact that I was so cold. - - Anabelle is not here, so I get to cook for you. His wide smile melted my heart. - - Thank you! If you don’t mind, I will take a quick shower and I will come to the kitchen. - - Be my guest! I shall wait for you. “Will you wait for me a lifetime?” Guilty thoughts! “Snap out of it, Maya!” The sower did me good. I feel more relaxed and ready to face the man that shook my world. Phillip provided me with one of his t-shirts. His scent envelops me like into a prison, but the kind of prison from which they never release me and if they lose the key, better. A few minutes more and I was down into Phillip’s kitchen. The delicious smell of eggs and ham freshly baked mixed with the scent of magical coffee awoke all my sleeping senses. I closed my eyes wondering how it would be living this dream-like for the rest of my life. The thou