Tension for Lunch

Amelia stumbled back a little as Kris leaned in, his lips brushing dangerously close to hers. Her heart skipped a beat, but instinct took over, and she wriggled out of his grip."Kris!" she scolded under her breath, stepping away just in time for the door to creak open.Tony the butler stood at the doorway, eyes wide, then quickly covered them with a dramatic gasp. "Oh dear heavens! My apologies, young master, Miss Quinn. Lunch is ready. The family awaits you in the garden."Amelia’s eyes widened. "It’s not what you think!"Tony gave a suspicious cough and turned around, still peeking through his fingers. "Don't worry Miss, I didn't see anything. Nothing at all," he muttered before shutting the door behind him.Amelia spun toward Kris and stomped on his foot. "What was that? I told you no funny business! If this fake relationship is going to work, I need to make a good impression. We need your family’s blessing if we're going to pull this off."Kris, rubbing his foot with a wince, chu

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

Night At The Movies

The garden fell into a heavy silence as Jessica strolled. Her heels clicked against the ground with such confidence that made Amelia’s skin prickle, this was definitely not her first time here. Everyone looked stunned and shocked—everyone except Mr. Fox. He leaned back in his chair, a smug smile curling on his lips, as if he had been waiting for this moment all along.“Well, this is a pleasant surprise,” Mr. Fox said smoothly. “Jessica my dear, why don't you take a seat. Right there, beside Kris.”“He definitely planned this” thought Amelia.The servants had already placed an extra chair, almost as if it had been prepared in advance—because it was. Jessica slid into it gracefully, her perfume wafting through the air, her smile fixed directly on Kris.“Darling, it's great to see you again,” she said softly, her voice sweet but laced with poison, “I’m back. Studying abroad was wonderful and all, but I realized something was missing… you. U

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Hospital Appointment

Amelia stirred in bed, groaning as a repetitive sound tore through her sleep. Her hand flew across the nightstand, searching blindly for the alarm clock.“Stupid thing,” she mumbled, pressing every button she could feel. But no matter what she touched, the buzzing didn’t stop.Her eyes cracked open. That wasn’t her alarm. It was her phone.She sat up, squinting at the screen. Kris Fox. And under his name, a flood of messages lit up the screen one after another.Kris: We need to talk.Kris: Stop ignoring me, Amelia.Kris: Three days? Really?Kris: You know I’ll keep texting until you answer.“Good grief,” Amelia whispered, tossing the phone onto the bed like it was on fire.Mel shifted under the blankets beside her, rubbing her eyes. “Don’t tell me it’s him again.”“Who else would it be by this time of the morning?” Amelia sighed. “The man has no shame. It's been three fucking days, Mel. Three days of this.”Mel sat up, her hair sticking out in every direction, and gave Amelia a dramat

Last Updated : 2025-10-21

Stay Out Of It

The microphone felt heavier in Amelia’s hands. Her palms were sweaty, and the weight of every eye in the room pressed against her chest. Still, she held her ground.“How do you expect people to trust you,” she asked, her voice sharp, “when you keep hiding secrets?”Gasps rippled through the audience. From the parents, the nurses. Kris stood at the front of the room, hands folded neatly in front of him, his expression unreadable.After a pause, he smiled. “That’s a fair question.”He looked straight at Amelia, then turned slightly toward the rest of the room. “But you see,” he began calmly, “some secrets aren’t necessarily about deception. Some are about protection.”His voice carried confidence, every word with purpose. “Take this hospital, for example. There are several medications that save children’s lives. But those same drugs sometimes have side effects. If the hospital released every bit of that information to the public, people would panic. No one would want their children trea

Last Updated : 2025-10-23

New Owner

Amelia walked into the office, her heels clicking against the floor as she whispered to herself, “Today, I’m focusing on work. Just work.”Her head still throbbed faintly from all that had happened the past few days. She hadn’t slept much, and Kris’s face kept showing up in her mind no matter how hard she tried to push it away.Stella, her friend appeared from behind her desk, clutching a cup of coffee in her hands. “Amelia!” she called out, sliding next to her. “Have you heard the news?”Amelia looked up from her computer screen. “If it’s about the vending machine being ransacked again, I’m not interested.”Stella shook her head dramatically. “No! It's not that. Word has it that the firm has a new ownership.”Amelia chuckled softly, flipping through a few files. “That’s not new, Stella. We get new shareholders every other month. It’s probably another corporate merger rumor. Don’t let it get to your head.”Stella leaned closer. “I’m serious, I doubt these are rumors Amelia.”Before A

Last Updated : 2025-10-24

Lunch

Mr. Fox entered the living room slowly, Jessica sat gracefully on the cream-colored couch, one leg crossed over the other, flipping through a magazine she wasn’t actually reading.“Ah, Jessica,” Mr. Fox said warmly, his deep voice filling the quiet room. “I apologize for keeping you waiting. You know how business calls can be.”Jessica looked up, offering him a polite smile. “It’s alright, sir. I understand you’re a busy man.”He gestured toward the side table. “Would you like something to drink? Coffee? Wine? Maybe some of the chef’s lemon pie?”Jessica shook her head. “No, thank you. I’m here for business”Mr. Fox chuckled as he settled into the seat across from her. “Still as sharp as ever, I see. That’s what I’ve always liked about you, Jessica. You're smart and determined.”Her expression didn’t change. “Then I’ll get straight to the point. The lunch plan didn’t work. Kris looked… almost disgusted when he saw me.”Mr. Fox smiled faintly, his fingers steepled together. “Disgusted?