Confusion slowly fills his eyes as Kairos stares at Mr. Suarez. He tried to decipher the look that he was giving me as if Kairos felt uncomfortable by the way the old man was staring at me. He pulled me closer to him, marking his territory. "Of course, he would look familiar to you, Mr. Suarez. Rory is the face of her clothing brand and she does model too. She models for their company too," Kairos said to help the old man remember where he could have seen me but by the way, he was staring at me. Mr. Suarez knows why I look familiar, Isla from the strip club is the one he clearly remembers upon seeing me and not Rory Spencer; the wealthy only daughter and one of the heiress of the great Spencer clan. I looked at the old man faking my confusion, acting as if I don't have an idea what is it that he is trying to say when I do know, acting as if it's my first time seeing him when I can clearly remember him. How can I? He was a one-time client and yet he is a big tipper I spent a few night

Kairos stared deep into my eyes. I wanted to walk away from him this instant and be in a place where it's just me so I can clear up my head but he didn't let me slip off his hand this time. "Kairos, please. Let go of me. I-I don't want to be here," I pleaded at him with tears starting to pool in my eyes and that's when he realized that I was serious and wasn't just toying with him this time. He intertwined our fingers as he held me closer to him to hide my face from our guests just so they wouldn't see me crying. If one of these people sees me tearing up. They will automatically assume that something is wrong and then there might be no wedding to happen on Sunday. A lot of these businessmen are probably waiting for their chance to propose a new merging opportunity with the Lancasters through a wedding. If one of these people managed to snatch Kairos and become in-laws with them. I'd be dead meat for sure. Kairos looked around before he started to pull me upstairs. I was taken aback a

Olga shut her eyes tightly. She tried to make her husband stopped from walking away and when she couldn't. She breathed deeply to control her temper and then she opened her eyes only to see me looking away from her as soon as our eyes met. I heard her sigh for the second time around. "I am sorry about that. You surely didn't expect my family to be perfect right? People like us can have everything within a snap of our fingers but never peace," she mumbled. I nodded my head to let her know that I knew exactly what she was talking about. God, isn't quite unfair that even if they can't have peace within their family they at least can get anything else besides that, and then there are human beings like me who can barely afford anything,g and that fucking includes peace within my family. I always knew that money is the root of evil. I was raised by angry parents, in a house full of hatred and frustration because my family barely affords anything. "Isla," a voice of an old man whispered n

"How did you know?" Kio exclaimed. His eyes shift from me and Gresya so now Gresya knows that we are talking about her and if I am Gresya who is part of this so-called dirty little secret. I would be nervous too. She is probably rummaging in her head to find some answer.I grab Kio by his pulse to the corner of the dancefloor away from people so we can continue to talk about this. When my eyes meet him again for the second time. He seems calmer like he knows now that he shouldn't have reacted the way he did. He looked around just to make sure that everyone was back minding their own business and it seemed like that until I found my fiancé eyeing the two of us curiously and Gresya was doing the same thing. "I didn't. It was a wild guess but boy you are bad at hiding secrets and how come you don't lie? How come you are a terrible liar when you are a notorious playboy and fuck boy?" I asked him. Kio scoffed, offended by what I just called him. I mean, that is the truth! "Is there some

When the rehearsal dinner ended. I ended up doing what his mother wanted even if he was against the idea that I would be away from him for two days. I somehow managed to convince him that it was just for three nights and two days. After that, I will be coming home to him and no one else while he'll never come home to an empty house. It feels like my heart is being torn and ripped apart as I said knowing that Sunday will be our last day together. "Here. Take this," Nicho muttered. He took the piece of paper from the table and it hung around his fingers for a few more seconds before I sauntered and cut the distance between the two of us.No one in their family is comfortable with the idea of me spending these coming days with them so I am staying at Heritage Lancaster. I mentally rolled my eyes. News flash, I do not want to stay with them either. "What is this? A wedding vow?" I asked jokingly but I immediately closed my lips after I saw the first word. It is indeed a wedding vow writt