Once Antonio's car stopped in front of the massive mansion, we both exited the car simultaneously and he extended his hand for me to hold. Hesitantly, I laced my fingers with his large ones and we stepped towards the entrance."You will be the prettiest girl in the party," he whispered, lowering his mouth to my ear."Thanks." I chuckled, although I wasn't sure he meant it.Patty had sent me this dress from her boutique to wear at the gala. It was a silk, off the shoulder A-line dress, deep red in color, that cinched around my waist, with a slit that ran from the ankle up to my thigh. I had parted my hair in the middle and curled the ends. Neela helped me do my makeup and I complemented the whole look with my favourite shade of red lipstick and a new pair of heels. I felt like the dress caught too much attention and the few looks I got from random men just added to the misery."Shall we?" Antonio said and we both entered the hall. He himself looked quite d

It was official, Stav Trajano had ruined me.Never had I had such a hard time concentrating on the laptop in front of me or the pile of files on my side. Never had I so desperately wanted to burn a memory from my brain. Each time I caught his sight through the window, my mind went straight to last night when he was ravishing me with his delicious mouth and his curious hands, and some other parts of him as well."Argh," I groaned and then answered my phone that had been ringing for the last two minutes."Hello." A familiar voice responded and I immediately sat up straight. Antonio's thoughts had been wiped out of my mind until now. How could I be so selfish to leave the party without even informing him first?"Hi," I said, gulping. "Um. . .Sorry about last night. I-I had an upset stomach.""You and Stav both, I guess, considering you both went AWOL at the same time," he said, and I flushed in embarrassment."Antonio, I am sorry. Stav and I. .

I was busy signing the annual finance report when my phone rang. Picking it up absentmindedly, I responded, "Hello." "Good evening, Miss Montelebalo. Can you kindly spare a minute to my client, Stav Trajano? He says he is an old acquaintance of yours," Stav's voice responded from the other side. "I am sorry. But Miss Montelebalo is a little busy because her last assistant left her to deal with dimwits," I replied, fighting the smile that was appearing on my lips. "Aw. Darn it. My client was really looking forward to talking to her," he said. "Well, in that case, maybe she can spare a minute or two." I bit my lips, and closed the files, leaning back in my seat. "How is your first day going?" "Awful. There are hundreds of pending projects, unread files and postponed meetings that I have to deal with. I haven't had a free minute since 8," he replied. "Sounds exactly like I expected." I chuckled. "Luckily, your last boss was kind of a Sata

When Stav stopped responding to my texts and calls, a series of weird emotions happened. The first day, I was agitated. I thought he was probably busy and made excuses to myself for his lack of response but it did nothing to calm my racing heart. The second day, I was anxious because I thought I did something to earn that reaction. The next day, I was worried for him. I thought something had happened to him but his Facebook profile said he attended an event last night. So apparently, he was alive and kicking. And then the day after that, I was furious.It had been two months since then and it's safe to say, I was still furious at him.Most of the time, I kept myself busy so I wouldn't have to think about him. Because whenever I did, my hands itched to go to him and strangle him for his stupid behaviour. He avoided me like a plague and the worst thing was, I didn't even know why.Right now, I was inside a cab, on my way to a meeting from the hotel. Kaye was sitti

Once the elevator door closed behind Stav, we were alone in the small space with nowhere to go. He stepped towards me, his signature scent filling the air. I took a step back, recreating the space between us but he seemed to have ignored my attempt and continued walking forwards until we were standing forehead to forehead."I am sorry," he whispered and his breath tickled the skin around my mouth."Well, so am I." I flashed him a humourless laugh. I was angry, so angry that I wanted to rip his stupid clothes off. What the fuck? No, that's the opposite of what I wanted. For all I cared, he could wear another suit over this one."I didn't want to hurt you," he said."Well, you did a pretty good job at that." I glared at him, crossing my arms in front of my chest before his heat could seep through me and lower my defenses."Let me explain why I didn't call you back. It will make you hate me less." His voice was filled with grief and desperation and a