Seeing Lena with Nicholas yesterday was painful, so painful that when I returned back home I cried uncontrollably. It wasn't the first time, but the first time in a while. I shouldn't have went into the restaurant, I shouldn't have checked on them. And Lena even had the guts to look into my face and tell me trash, like it was funny. Well I had showed her it wasn't funny by giving her a resounding slap. After which I left in tears and met Nicholas outside making his call. When he saw me, he quickly ended his call and tried to stop me but I was unstoppable. I ran over to where my car was, stormed in and quickly drove away. I could see him in the rearview mirror shouting my name, and Lena coming out of the restaurant but I sped away. I needed comfort so I called Steven and told him to leave whatever he was doing at work and meet me at our house but unfortunately that didn't happen. He told me he had to fix something very important and that he would come back whe

Few days passed and yet, Officer Mike was unable to find any lead. However I'd already settled my mind on one suspect, Lena. Even though I had no evidence, I believed she was hiding something. I started suspecting her the day we talked on phone about the flashdrive. I mean, she gave a witty remark on it. And like I once said if she was behind something, she would give or make a witty remark about it and if she was innocent she would abruptly deny it by swearing with her life. Not enough for an evidence right? But I just didn't know how to trust her anymore, she probably did everything just to be with Nicholas. I never really suspect her this much but now I did. Steven warned me against confronting her but somehow I felt that was the best thing to do. Hence I personally called her and told her I would like to see her. She gladly fixed a date and time, and then I chose the position. It was at one of the coffee shops around the airport. We met an

Nicholas's POV   Some time ago... The day I heard about Stella's rape, I was so crumbled the fact that I loved her so much. She was the love of my life and I was willing to practically do anything just to make her happy.  Lena brought the news to me and when I confirmed, I found out it was true. In fact a footage of what happened was shown to me and I couldn't bring myself to believing it was real. Unfortunately, it was actually real.  Stella was raped by some guys and Lena told me the guys were Stella's friends. "I don't know why they did that to her but Nichol, Stella isn't innocent" Lena had said and continued, "I caught her making strange calls with someone few weeks ago, promising to pay back her debt. She was obviously owing them a large some of money. You know, she was the one taking care of almost everything in their house. Her salary might not be enough for her..."  She kept explaining to me, I thought knowing

After taking a few days break from work, I decided to return back again. It wasn't as if I was really fit for work but I just didn't want to continue staying back at home.  Staying at home doing almost nothing wasn't as easy as it seemed to be, the fact that I used to think more about Stella when I was alone at home. So I decided to just return back to work.  When Lena saw me, she was surprised. Same as Kelly who happened to be the Chairman. I believed he took great care of the company while I was away, even though he had always wanted being neutral. He disliked stress.  "Sir, I thought you are on..." Lena had said halfway as I quickly cut in,  "Not anymore, Lena. I've finally decided to return back. Home is more bored than here" I had said, making her to giggle.   "Sorry sir, you should have called me to come pick you up" she had said.  "No, it's okay. I can still drive, you know?" I had sighed the m

Today was another day at work. Lena welcomed me and then went out to get me a coffee. It was the work of my secretary but she took it upon herself to take good care of me since I was lonely. While checking the necessary files on my desk, she returned back with my coffee. She then handed it to me before sitting on the desk close to me. While staring at me, she smiled charmly.   I took a sip from the coffee, added another one again... and again before taking a deep breath and smiling back at her. "This is wonderful, it's awesome. I love it. It's really sweet" I had commented.  "Thank you sir, I actually made it myself" she had blinked sexily at me.  "Nice, it tastes good. By the way, why the SIR when you could just call me by my name like you used to. I feel uncomfortable when people so close to me call me SIR" I had complained, taking another sip from the coffee.   "Well, if you insist. I just want to see you happy