(Anastasia's POV)The air was cool but the sun was out, the wind blew itself passed our bare skin as we strode out from the glass elevator. Mikael joined us on this tour as he will guide us to the next destination, he said we will love it.We ride at Mikael's Bugatti Veyron as we headed somewhere I don't know. I didn't ask Caleb as he is busy chatting with Mikael in front.A wedge of sunlight burst past the narrow window of the car as it stopped at Montmartre Hill, that's what it plastered on the big signboard."It's the Grape Harvest of Montmartre this week." Mikael got off from his car."It's a festival, Ana," Caleb said as he follows Mikael.Caleb open the door for me as I was still amazed at how beautiful the place is.We headed to the entrance and climbed the stairs up to the top, I guess. And a pop-up market of little white open-front tents which are similar to those found in brocantes, welcome us as we entered. They sell everything from specialty food including a red wine sorbet

(Caleb's POV)My eyes flicker open as I shake my head, getting out of the blank headspace I was in. Even though it only felt like a second, the time and environment felt longer than a second. As I looked at Byron, I gave him a questioning gaze while he looked horrified."Better now?" He asks with worry and doubt."Yeah," I reply groggily while rubbing my forehead."What happened?""You fainted, maybe due to excess of work." his face showed a sense of relief and calmness. My mouth parted for a second taking in what he said. "Okay," I retorted back with a huff. It was very obvious but I would never admit that he sounded concerned. "I'm going back to my office." I didn't want to have this conversation with him again."Hey! The conversation isn't over." He said in the distance, trying to catch up to me. I glare at him when he put a hand on my shoulder."Okay okay. I won't touch you. But you should at least take a break from work and let Ana take care of you. You shouldn't make her worry a

(Caleb's POV)As she walked out of the office, my eyes follow behind her. I don't say a word yet to continue off like usual. Hearing the elevator door closing, I suddenly move and grab my phone, dialing a number, which gets answered immediately."Yes, Mr. Carter?""I want you to follow Anastasia. See what she is doing and keep me updated""Right away." The person on the other end said before hanging up. Anastasia, you don't know what you got yourself into.***After a couple of minutes, my phone rang."Mr. Carter." "What happened?" I questioned getting straight to the point."It seems that Mrs. Carter is currently talking with your brother, Byron. They are having a meeting at the cafe near your company." my jaw clenched. "Anastasia, you're testing my patience?" I muttered to myself."Boss, I sent some photos." He says finally snapping me out of my daze.I hurriedly opened the laptop and looked through some of the photos. As I stared at them, I couldn't help but felt a sudden rage in

(Anastasia's POV)I had been strolling to solve this issue for a while. Some of the assets that are our company owned currently have very low security. As I was typing away on the computer, the chief walked inside the office."Good Morning." Our chief greeted. We all turned our heads at him. "I have some news for you all." Everyone's attention immediately fell on him."Mr. Carter had called me earlier and told us that he needed a replacement for a temporary assistant. An important company meeting is occurring tomorrow and Kent was just assigned to another department as he was promoted. He needs an immediate temporary one until he can find a permanent one." He explains, then everyone around me begins whispering to each other."Doesn't Isabella usually do this? Where is she?" I turned my head as one guy behind my back questioned, and everyone agreed with him."Well yes. I would usually send Isabella, but she isn't here today, and she won't be coming back for a couple more days." His eyes

(Anastasia's POV)Caleb opens the door widely causing my naked skin to shiver through the frigid breeze thrusting inside the house.I was taken back to see Lianne with her luggage, drenched in sweat, her left cheek is crimson red and her countenance looks miserable."Lianne? Are you okay?" Caleb asks with concern. He held her luggage, leading her towards the living room as I followed them behind."C-can I stay here for a while?" Lianne said with her watery crimson eyes. It seems like she's not in good condition right now."Of course, you can, Lianne." I was surprised glancing at Caleb, he is caressing her head to keep her calm while staring at her, full of worries. He became soft and gentle in an instant.He is always gentle when it comes to his best friend, Lianne. But I don't know why my chest felt a tingling sensation and was about to tear up. Why can't he be fully gentle with me? Why only to Lianne? Is she that special to him?I lowered my head as I let out a chuckle. Who am I to