"Why does he want you to marry Sarah when you do not want to?" I asked, feeling bewildered that Robbie's father has no respect for his wishes."Sarah is his friend's daughter to whom he owes something. When Sarah showed a desire to marry me, dad thought it was the best way to repay that debt," he spoke monotonously as if he was describing someone else's situation.My mouth fell open in shock, "He is using you as a bargaining chip. Aren't you, his son?Robbie leaned back and stared at the ceiling, saying with a mocking laugh, "I sure am, and that is why he thinks he has the right to make decisions in my life. He hates not having things his way!"I was speechless. I remained silent, watching Robbie contemplating. All this time, I was so focused on his beauty that I failed to notice the line of worry on his forehead, his swollen eyes, and his tight-lined lips. There was not a hint of his arrogant smile that was always lodged on his lips during his high school days. The last time I saw hi

I was simply clueless as to what to do. Boris was worried as well, so he called the hostess of the event management team and asked her to give me a crash course. She was busy at the moment with certain work, so I decided to go about with my usual job. I took the shift handover logbook from Chef Anna. She was a French woman in her early 40s with a long squarish face and small unassuming eyes. She was supposed to leave after the morning shift, but due to the event, she had to stay back, yet not a word of complaint escaped her mouth. She quietly went about her work without making much fuss. Her dedication made the other younger chefs motivated, and they started working tooth and nail as well. When I asked her about the previous shift's books, she looked at me with an appraising eye,"Good boy! You have such a strong sense of duty. Even with the event, you want to be up to date with your work schedule. No wonder you are in such a high post at such a young age. Good… Good!" she said as she

Robbie's dad POVI had never thought that my son would turn out to be so outrageous. After all that drama about his lover and kid, I thought I could break through his stubbornness, but the boy had the guts to walk out of the house. For the last three days, he has not returned. If that was not shocking enough, he fired all his bodyguards, did not take his car or his chauffeur, canceled all his cards and discarded his previous cell phone and number. He has not used any of his bank accounts ever since he left. Roger is not able to keep any tabs on him. He even checked Ashley's place as well. The boy is nowhere to be found. Except for attending to his regular duties, he is completely out of the radar. All for that cheap omega!! Who would have thought that my threat would backfire on me like this? To think a day would come when my son would fight me for outsiders! When did he get so out of my control?I clenched and unclenched my fist in anger. I tried to get Ashley, but she is out of the

(Third person perspective)Stephen had grabbed Tony's butt, and one of his fingers was fiddling near his butthole when Tony pushed him away, hard enough for Stephen to stagger. Tony couldn't believe what just happened. He had times before where he was looked down upon, even people aggressively holding his wrist and trying to kiss him or feel him up, but they were all just some sleazy lecherous roadside romeos who had nothing better to do other than treat any vulnerable person as their entertainment, but this man is a well-known politician from a respected family, owns an import-export business and is liked by several. He is also here as a special guest of the Chairman. Yet, he just now...Tony was breathing fast, looking at the man in disbelief. Did he just imagine all that? His contemplation didn't last long as he heard a furious voice from behind him,"How dare you disrespect my guest!"Tony turned to see the Chairman glaring at him. He looked so furious that flames might as well fl

"Tanya, you're choking me!" I said in a strangled voice as Tanya's hand tightened around my neck. She quickly let go of me and apologized, "I am sorry! I got too emotional." "What are you getting all emotional over a gift for?" I laughed. "I do not have that many friends to shower me with gifts, you know," Tanya held the packages to her heart as if it was a treasure. "What? Why not?" I asked, looking at her, surprised. "Well…" she stretched the word for long but then abruptly changed the subject, "You have the morning shift tomorrow, right?" I didn't want to force her to talk, so I went along, "Yep! I don't want to burden Samuel so much, especially when Jenny is pregnant." "Ah, I see. Then, will you and Twen be free enough to join me for my birthday dinner tomorrow?" Tanya asked, smiling at me with sincerity. "Why not?" I smiled back. "Ummm-" she seemed to be hesitating to say something, but her eyes were brightly glowing as she looked at me. "What?" I asked, getting self-con