"Oh! Come on Grandpa, you can not do this to me." Mark raised his hands then dropped them in frustration, as he leaned on the office desk looking at the stubborn old man. Raising his eyebrows, the old man looked at him the way he mostly did at the conference room. "Grandpa, that promise was made years ago when I was a small boy. I didn't have anyone in mind then, but now I already have someone I like." "You! What do you mean someone you like?" Pointing at him, he questioned getting more agitated. "I love someone else grandpa, and this marriage with Sasha won't be a happy one. If I'm not happy, I can't run the company well, besides we don't need a merger, the company is doing well. We will keep doing business with them anyway." Using what he believed was his grandfather's weakness, Mark made his argument. "You think I only care for the company, huh?" The old man questioned looking at him intently. "I love you my grandson, and very much want to see you happy, but I can't let you mak

"Oh! Melissa, what is wrong with you?" With a deep sigh she fell on the bed burring her face in the pillow. "How could you let him get under your skin that easily?" Dragging herself from the bed, she lamented walking to the bathroom. After having the longest shower, she got in bed but couldn't sleep. Still remembering her make out session with Mark, she touched her lips reliving the kiss and feeling disappointed at the same time of how easily he pushed her away. "You're so stupid Melissa, how could you let your guard down like that? You can't fall for him, this is no time for love." She reprimanded herself for thinking about that kiss. Since that night four years ago she was wary of men touching her. Turning down every man that asked to be more than a friend, but tonight she let Mark touch her, and it felt right and natural to lose herself in his arm's. Melissa had never let her mind think of what happened that night, but while lying in bed her thoughts took her back to the smal

Thinking of Mark , and the fact that she had to live in his house, scared Melissa a little. Him being her boss with the history between them made her uneasy having to face him everyday at home, but luckily it was just for a few days."Just act like any other employee." She told herself holding a second cup of steaming coffee in her hand. She needed to find that man, get the evidence her father had against Mr Steven, and make him pay for all he made her go through."I have to get that information before I complete my project." She thought to herself feeling the pressure almost overwhelming her. Melissa only had a few weeks for her contract to expire and when it does, she won't have a reason to live in Mark's house. Though she planned to tell him about her son, she didn't think she could use him to stay a little longer. Or could she? Thinking about it, Melissa hoped it wouldn't get to that. "Hi Mel, sorry I'm late. I had to pass by the office first. You know how it is running you

At the Steels logistics and transport company, Diana walked into the office with elegance and authority. Being both beautiful and successful, most of the employees admired her. Supporting her as she worked hand in hand with her father to run the transport business. Though her father was the boss and owner of the company, she worked hard, handling all the shipments, and supervising everything personally."Dad!" When she got to the office, she hugged Mr Steven who was not surprised by her childish stunt. Though Diana was all grown up, he always treated her like a child. Spoiling her more than he did her younger sister who was never interested in the transport business. Always at loggerheads with her father and her elder sister, she choose her books. Since she joined the university to study journalism, she kept to herself mostly avoiding family gatherings."How did the meeting with Melissa go?" Mr Steven inquired, taking a seat on the coach. "It went well dad, we met as planned." Diana

Seeing how upset he was, Melissa grew anxious. Afraid he would take back his offer or worse, take Tommy from her, she stood there despite how shaken she was."I'm..I..I'm sorry. We just met after four years, and I didn't know how to tell it to you." This was the day she dreaded the most. Mark was wealthy and powerful, she couldn't fight him. If he chose to take her son she didn't know what she would do. Her investigation would end as well. Her job too, but she didn't regret telling him. He deserved to know and well she thought knowing about their son would strengthen her foot in the Johnson's family. "Is that all you can say after keeping my son from me for three years?" "I'm sorry Mark, I didn't plan to keep him from you. When I found out my life was so messed up, and I couldn't look for you then." As she spoke remembering all she had gone through, tears shimmered in her eyes."Sorry I couldn't tell you when we met at the hotel." She spoke sniffing back the tears. "Why?" Loo