These few seconds of inactivity gave her enough time to get back to that annoying battle of morality that was going on in her head. What was she doing?She was getting herself into something she would regret. Getting intimate with her boss like this. And to make matters worse, it was without his consent.But he was actively engaged in the process... Her mind tried its best to justify her actions in order to escape the guilt. She sighed.Unfortunately, no matter how much she tried to tell herself that he also wanted it, the truth was that he was high and intoxicated.For all she knew, he didn’t even know where he was and he might not even remember a thing from this night by tomorrow morning.Wrapping her hands around his neck, she closed her eyes and buried her face in the curve of his shoulder and hugged him. She felt so good. She wanted it to last forever.“Thank you for everything.” She whispered under her breath.As much as she would have loved to continue being with him, she had t

For all she knew, it would be impossible for Arthur to have any romantic feelings towards her. In his eyes, she’ll always continue to be that poor, helpless waiter he met at that restaurant. Was that not why he asked her to pretend to be his girlfriend?!“Yes, Arthur, I have feelings for you. I know it’s stupid and all, but you’ve just been so nice to me since we met. That's possibly why I got carried away. I don’t know what happened. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have taken the job. I’m sorry.”Arthur’s brows furrowed. “Woah woah woah...” he interrupted. “Why are you apologizing? It’s only natural to have feelings for people you like. That’s why it’s called ‘falling in love’ You never have control over it. It just happens spontaneously.”“... and it’s a good thing, because I also have a confession too. I have had deep feelings for you from the first day I met you, Aria.”He leaned forward and held her arms. “That day at the restaurant, I felt like I saw an angel. Your beauty, your h

The next morning.By 9 am, Arthur and Liam left Maryland airport for a business trip in bordine. It was a 45 minutes’ flight, so they arrived at their destination a few minutes before 10 am.They were supposed to inspect two estates in the area owned by Brookland Corporations. They checked into their various rooms at the hotel and had a little rest before setting out by noon.It was supposed to be a two-day trip. They spent the entire day at one estate, doing several inspections and meetings. The next day, they would also do the same for the second estate. It was a tedious task, and it was usually done by Mr. Miller himself, but he decided to assign it to Arthur in the bid of getting him well acquainted with the business, being his inevitable successor.By dusk, they were done with all the activities for the day, so they headed back to the hotel.Liam’s room was right next to Arthur’s, so they bade themselves goodnight before entering into the rooms.Normally, they would have gone to

After the showdown at Aria’s house, Amelia ran in fear for what would become if she got arrested. She trekked a long distance in devastation while pondering her next move.Moments later, it began to drizzle. In a few minutes, she was completely drenched in the rain. She was confused, not knowing where to go. Should she go home? Or to the hospital where her dad was? Or go back and try to take responsibility for the girl she just shot?In that moment of incertitude, a thousand versions of what would become of her soon invaded her mind. What if she went to prison? Or worse, get placed on death row?Her heart pounded heavily against her chest as she trekked under the rain roaming the streets without a destination in mind.Few minutes later, in her deranged state, she felt like she needed to drink. She flagged down a taxi and headed straight to a bar. When she got there, she ordered some shots of tequila and downed them in seconds.After drinking for some time, she called Lucy and invited

“Um... I-I have to go ch-check on my father. They said he needs blood.” Amelia stuttered as she thought of a reasonable excuse to leave in a hurry.She stood up slowly and left Arthur’s presence in a speed walk. Then she went to the hospital’s front desk and met the receptionist. “Hi. Please, I’m trying to find my friends’ room. Her name is Aria.”“Aria Who?” the receptionist asked.Amelia, after thinking and not knowing her surname, came up with a lie. “Um, I don’t think I can remember her surname. She’s a new colleague at work. I think she had a gunshot wound...”“Oh, let me see.” the receptionist brought out a big log book. “Okay, Aria Adams. She’s in room 306. 3rd floor.” She said.“Okay. Thank you very much.” She smiled and left.She took the elevator, and in less than a minute she was standing in front of room 306.She peeked in through the window and saw the room was empty, except for Aria lying comatose on the bed.She snuck in, and while her heart pounded in fear for what she