The next morning met us on the way to a far, far away land Paula called Washington. Paula’s seat on the plane was a few rows from me, she was actively taking pictures of the skies, clearly enjoying the takeoff.My eyes fell on an older couple beside me, giggling and chattering with each other and my heart ached uncontrollably.“Home-wrecker…” I cursed under my breathe, and a few tears dropped from my eyes.“I will never love again!” I muttered to myself. I was too numb to think, too heartbroken. My pains, now very accustomed to me patted my back gently, and I drifted off to sleep.Seven hours later, I was startled awake by the screeching sound of the plane landing.I scanned the aircraft for Paula and our eyes met,"Welcome to Washington!” She mouthed, beaming excitedly as we deplaned.We stepped down to the Terminal and we immediately spotted a lady with a “welcome back cousin!” placard, waving happily at us.“Lydiaaaa!” Paula squealed excitedly, running towards the girl. She looked

Navy’s POVI walked into the reception of my multimillion dollar company and my employees went numb. That’s how much influence I have on my workers and I like it that way. I like to see the women drool when I walk by, and the men tremble nervously at my presence. But I love the effect I have on women more, making them wish their lives on me and never having it, no matter what. Yes, no matter what, no matter who.I have only tried to love one woman all my life, Clarissa McDamon- my ex. I am yet to recover from the suffering agony and trauma she put me through. To me, women are all the same, despite how innocent they look, or how pure their eyes seem. They are vile creatures, despite what they wear, and their fake smiles creep me out. Like the smile on my receptionist’s face right now, fake, unreal, pretentious.“Welcome, Mr Leonardo” she beamed. I nodded indifferently, scanning the expanse hall.“Are you looking for anyone, sir?” She asked, sensing my curiosity.“The Blogger…” I

Navy stormed away without a second glance at me. The bouquet of white roses looked beautiful and lovely but it was quite confusing from whence it came. I had no boyfriend and I hadn’t yet made any friends.Slowly, I advanced to the bouquet and picked up the card next to it.“Congratulations on your first day at work- Paul” “Who on earth is Paul?” I wondered aloud. If the card was not addressed to my name, I would have left it alone, just thinking about the size of it was discouraging.I shuffled into the elevator, wrestling with the oversized bouquet of roses covering my face and making it hard to see what was in front of me.The elevator dinged open and I stepped out, sauntering towards the exit by mere instincts.I had almost made it to the exiting door when I suddenly bumped into something- or someone. His phone fell, clashing brutally against the glass door before dropping to the ground. With a sigh, I slowly lowered my bouquet, wearing a regretful expression for the unintended

Rosé's eyes widened in surprise as we locked gazes and an awkward silence hung in the air. My heart raced uncontrollably as I searched in vain for the right words to break the ice that was fast forming between us."Should I apologize?" I wondered."Why should I when she's to blame for leaving the door unlocked?! I mean she was the naked one." "I...I'm s..." she paused, her trembling voice cutting through the silence."I'm sorry sir, I didnt know you'd return so soon" she finally said, her cheeks burning with apparent embarrassment.I swallowed hard and pretended I was unmoved by her curvy body, nor moved by her shocked demeanor when in fact, I was suppressing the urge to scoop her in my arms and kiss her. My body responded to her body in a way that I never imagined possible and I knew the right thing to do was to vanish before I did something stupid."I'll just..um, wait by the parking lot" I muttered, averting my gaze from her."Okay sir" she replied, her voice just above a whisper.

Navy’s POVI got carried away watching her sleep peacefully, I couldn’t bring myself to wake her up even though we had arrived in Italy five minutes ago.Maybe it was a bad idea to make her change into the crimson dress, she looked uncomfortable in it and the sight of her discomfort made my heart ache.My eyes roamed the curvatures of her body and her naked body suddenly popped into my head.“Jesus, Navy!” I exclaimed, quickly averting my thoughts from that direction.Still, I couldn’t completely shake off her half-open lips, desperately calling out to me.I found myself trying so hard to keep away from brushing the strands of hair that were on her face. “Am I falling for Rosé?” I asked myself for the umpteenth time since we shook hands as friends. Or was it her dysfunctional family background that endeared me to her?“That was it and nothing else.” I told myself.Unexpectedly, she turned and swiveled in the chair, stirring up from sleep.She looked around and the surprise on her fac