Lenora's Pov:The morning came in faster than anticipated, I woke up groggily to the sound of water. On opening my eyes I peered at my surroundings, it didn't look like my room and I instantly recalled last night's events. How did I even sleep soundly? Richard wasn't on the bed, so I assumed he was using the shower. The running water came to an abrupt stop and when I heard the bathroom door open, I pulled the sheets over myself pretending to be fast asleep. I heard him walk across the room, “Vanya, have someone bring in breakfast.” He said, moving to another part of the room. After what seemed like a minute he resurfaced and I heard him open what sounded like a bottle of water. Water droplets fell on my face and I jumped up, and met an indifferent Richard staring down at me. He stood shirtless, showing off his fit chest and damn was he ripped. I was almost tempted to run my fingers over his abs, almost.I sighed and hissed, “You know, there are other ways to rekindle with your inne

Lenora's Pov:I lay on my bed bored, restless, and craving a late night snack. My inner turmoil went on and on until I came to a final decision and got out of bed. Heading for the kitchen, I made my way past Richard's study and noticed it was slightly open. I was tempted to drop in and maybe get on his nerves since I really had nothing to do, but I waved the idea off and continued to the kitchen. Making myself a fruit smoothie and grabbing a full jar of cookies I made my way back to my room. Stopping in front of Richard's study again, I sighed and approached it. I kicked the door open, trying to balance my smoothie and the glass jar of cookies in my arms while I pushed the door close.“I don't recall asking you in.” He said, engrossed in paper work. The dimly lit room drew its illumination mainly from the focused glow of his desk lamp. His features highlighted under the soft glow of the room and his brows furrowed in concentration. Ignoring him I headed for a seat, slurping my smo

Lenora's POV:When I got to my table, not to my surprise, Tara was sitting right next to Richard laughing. I stood a good couple feet away from them contemplating three things; One: Ask Remo to take me home, Two: walk up to the both of them and throw a glass of that very red wine on Tara's cream coloured dress. Three: Ignore them and just take a seat.Option one and two would make me feel good about myself but would ruin our public appearance and I did not want that. So I stuck with option three. “You took your time in that restroom.” Richard said as I sat down.“What were you doing, giving birth?” Tara added, but I ignored both of them and damn, did it feel good!A man came over and took Richard away with him to a table filled with men, leaving Tara and I alone at the table. “Tell me the truth, are you really Richard's wife?” Tara asked, her voice filled with vile.I took a sip of my wine and shrugged, “I don't know, you tell me.”“Well even though there's a chance that you may be

Lenora's POV:“Lenora! What are you doing here?” Neil exclaimed and we exchanged surprised greetings.“I should be asking you that, what are you doing here?” I was excited to see someone I knew, I wasn't even interested to know what he was doing here I was just happy to see him. Neil was one of my friends from childhood, we were next door neighbors and we went to school together through kindergarten to high-school. I even went with him as his prom date because he couldn't rack up the nerve to ask any girl out to prom. That's how good of friends we used to be, till he got a scholarship to a fashion school here in Paris.We used to reach out to each other then till we lost contact of each other and nearly forgot about our existences till this moment.“I'm one of the designers for the show, did you not see my finale?” “Oh! I must have missed it,” I let out a sigh of apology, “Went on a long restroom break, so I… kinda missed the entire show.” “The entire show?” He arched his eyebrow w

Lenora's Pov:My heels clacked on the marble flooring although the thoughts going through my head were numerous, one of which being; “If I find you Richard I'd kill you for making me walk around in these heels.” Where could he have gone, he wasn't with the group of men from earlier nor was he anywhere in the hall.“I've looked everywhere I can, he's nowhere to be found.” Giulia had said, her voice overwhelmed with worry. I assured her I'd find him and she left with Jasmine escorting her to her limo.I found Remo and walked over to him, wasn't this dude supposed to be guarding my ass? “Remo, have you seen Richard?” I asked him and the expression on his face was that of contemplation if to tell me or if not to tell me.“Well…” I asked expectantly. “The boss was having a few shots and got really drunk.” He finally spoke up.“A few drinks?” I asked in disbelief that a few shots could get anyone drunk.“He has low alcohol tolerance.” Remo confessed and I let out a mocking laugh.“You've