First things first: Scream. As loud as you can, do it now, Arya, but no, not today fucking mouth, I am going to behave, because that's what I do.Devon squeezed her hand, and she stared up to look at his tired yet attractive face, his lips parted to say something, but then he shut it back.Was he nervous?She didn't believe it. Devon fucking Brookes was actually nervous for the first time. Is meeting his father a bad thing after all?She would just ask, and fuck the consequences."Are you okay?" She asked softly.He wasn't looking at her, but staring straight ahead, "I haven't seen my father in like years. He's always busy." His nose screeched, before scoffing."Do you like your father?" He seemed surprised- no, quite baffled that she asked such a question.He stared at her. Blinking."I mean." She shrugged, "I like my father, do you?""I don't know." He finally responded and she didn't even count how many seconds it took for him to say that word.She stared at the restaurant, absolu

Devon loved two things about his office: first, the gigantic view that accompanied his window, stretching far from the other side, also, the peace of comfort it brought whenever he was in his office.Today was another busy day, not for him actually, all he was going to do today was check some emails, sign some deals, and.. go home. Because, now he had someone waiting for him."Sir?" The wind breezed someone into his office, Deanne, his assistant, trudged in carefully, "Shall I get you something to eat?"He stared up from his laptop, completely dazed- at himself, because he already ate breakfast, normally, his assistant got him something from the restaurant nearby, but today.. He didn't need any food."It's okay." He added. "I already ate."He caught the surprise in her face, but it faded away in seconds, "Alright." She looked round the office, before bowing, suddenly escaping the room.His eyes moved back to the laptop, working magic on the keyboards. He had a rule whenever he was at

How in the fuck was someone supposed to be taken care of? Devon had never done this in all his life before, they did it for him, and by them, he only referred to one person.As soon as they reached the house, he carried her all the way upstairs, and made her stay put in the bed (she wanted to fly out)Then, he brewed some soup, just the way his mother used to do it. Sizzling seaming soup, then, he rushed upstairs, and found a nearby chair pulling it towards the bed."Open your mouth." He ordered, suddenly feeling the surge of control, the morning, she did that, it's my turn now!She squeezed her face into a frown, that frown he did not like. "I really don't like stressing you this way, shouldn't you be at the office?""I canceled my schedule." He dug the spoon into the soup, before blowing the seam away. "Now, open your mouth."She grunted. "I would rather jump off the cliff than drink that,""Arya." He said calmly, before fiddling with the spoon, "You don't have to drink it okay.""T

That night, Arya couldn't sleep, she kept rolling on her bed, glancing at the wall countless times. Her phone chimed countless times, she switched it off. She was already dealing with an injured leg, she couldn't deal with friends either.That didn't make her a bad person, because she would just call them back, Devon, he was never here with her. He wasn't even at home.She grasped the clutches beside her and made to walk outside the room, letting out a gentle sound so the butler wouldn't hear her. Gently, she tiptoed over to a room. It was dark in there so she had to switch on the lights."Oh. My. God." She breathed in, letting her crutches lead the way, the room was basically empty with a few paintings and some mugs, she moved closer, crouching her brows.It was the same picture she saw in his room the other day, Except this time. The woman was sitting down elegantly on a black sofa, her hands stretched out to two little boys, their hair was literally the same cut, the both had a fro

Two weeks came and passed in a blur- not exactly a blur, for Arya, it was the worst time of her life. She was bouncing between video calling her friend, Wanda, gosh, she wished she was there. She called Axel, that guy almost shot her off the roof with his 'Jesus, you are dating Devon Brookes?'She introduced Axel to Wanda all in a video call, oh bless those people who invented those stuffs. And finally, two weeks were gone, but today, she couldn't say any less that it would be fun because she was attending a wedding party.She hated weddings, oh she loved it for the couple, at least, they already fell in love and sealed their bonds, she hated weddings because of the stares, and thank goodness, her mother wasn't here, if not. She would be explaining how she knew Devon Brookes, that she wasn't the least bit ready to explain.However, Devon took her as his date, she couldn't be happier. She even set Wanda and Axel as a date for this wedding, just by remembering their scowling faces when