Ethan barely choked his water, as he gazed at Arya; she had actually kissed the stranger.
And she looked like a pro, his stomach churned, was allowing Arya to kiss a stranger a good idea? Or a really terrible one, he just stared, stared faintly. Sofia stared with widened eyes, what in the heck was her daughter doing, kissing someone that for the first time, wasn’t actually Kelvin, was she suppose to be excited or she was supposed to panic, either still, it ruined her ability to think properly.Arya’s hands traveled to the crook of his neck, her lips deeply engraved in his, for a bit second, the stranger remained still, and then in the next minute, he pushed her aside gently,His stare, so deadly.Arya laughed nervously, winking awkwardly, before she turned and hurriedly walked back to her seat, her gaze low.He fixed his eyes on at her."And so you see." She picked up the cup, and emptied the whole content. "That’s how you kiss a stranger."Ethan gazed at the stranger, whose eyes danced with anger, he had left without saying a word, without accusing her, and he just left. Was it only he or he feared for Arya? The man didn’t look like someone one could really mess with."Ethan, are you there?" Arya waved her hand, looking intently at him.He turned to her, "Sorry," He leaned on the chair, his eyes glistening again with playfulness. "How was it? Was it good?"She flushed red. "It was okay, for my first time."He nodded, out of everyone, only he knew, that she had never kissed Kelvin before."Arya Morris!"Arya gulped down the lump that formed in the corner of throat, before she inhaled slowly. "Mother, didn’t you see that? I told you that I have already moved. It just took me a kiss to prove that to you,"Sofia lifted her brows in confusion, her daughter had moved on, with a kiss?"Do you know him?"Arya nodded."Bring him over, I want to meet him."Arya tilted her head, suddenly nodding, she didn’t even know who he was, except for the descriptions she could barely remember, she didn’t know his name, his status, maybe, and kissing a stranger was a mistake.Her mother walked out of the restaurant."I don’t know what to do." She leaned against the chair."You need rest, I will talk to you later, okay?" Ethan gave her a brief embrace, before he walked out of the restaurant.Maybe, she needed rest, she needed to calm her breath down and relax, as she stood up from the chair, followed by the strange stares from others, her heart squished lightly.Outside the restaurant, she squinted her eyes, hoping to maybe see the stranger, and apologize, there was something about his kiss that had kept her spellbound into her own world, his body felt safe, they felt calm just like whenever she was in Nicole, her friend’s comfort.She needed to find that man, at all cost, she needed that man.As soon as Arya arrived home, she slumped on the couch and sighed wearily, her mind trailed on how she was going to locate him. Silver like eyes, where in the heck was she supposed to find someone who had silver like eyes, she couldn’t admit, that was a rare specialty of eye color, she had them too, and now, the stranger.She bobbed her eyes shut, trying her best to think, think about something, but nothing was coming, it was all blank.Maybe, she needed rest, she stared around the living room, her younger brother Colin had not arrived from school, her mother was nowhere to be found and her father was out of the country.Meanwhile, in another part of the country, in a gigantic office, the stranger, Devon Brookes sat elegantly on the chair, as his hands clicked the pen."Contract with the Lere enterprise." His assistant said."Signed." He applied the pen on the paper."Meeting in Japan.""Signed."His assistant stared up at him, fiddling with the folders in her hand. "Your stepmother, Mrs. Barbara Brookes wants to have lunch with you."He shot her a deathly glare, his voice cold as ice. "Reject."The assistant nodded a bit, as she shivered, keeping up with her boss, Devon Brookes was not something regarded as easy, he was cold, dangerous, and no one messed with him.He leaned on the chair, "Leave."She hurriedly walked away.His mind trailed to the lady at the restaurant, someone had actually dared to kiss him? CEO of the Brookes Limited? Who was that lady that dared to steal his first kiss? He sighed, though the kiss lasted for nearly five seconds, he felt something, something like a spark, something like a tingle in the heart.He didn’t know the feeling, and heck, he wanted it to stop.Her face popped out in his mind again, and his breath grew raspy. Who was she? Something about her had brought awe to him; she had silver like eyes, something that was considered extraordinary.He had to find her, ask her how she found those eyes. His eyes trailed to the picture on the wall, and his gaze darkened, controlling himself, he decided to focus on the papers in front of him.His cell phone rang loudly, and the caller ID was no one than Barbara, why in the heck was she calling him? So they could have lunch? Or so, she could threaten him to get married. He disliked his stepmother, no that wasn’t strong enough, he hated her, her face brings him the creep, her voice reminded him of the old witch tales, and her composure, certainly, and he hated every sight of it.He sneered, before turning off the phone. Some things were better the way they were.The door lunged open, and his assistant walked up to him, "Sir, it’s time for the meeting.” She managed a polite smile. “They have been waiting to see you for a while now."He stood up from his seat, grabbed his car keys. Maybe, being single wasn’t a bad thing after all.The next day, in a room in the Morris mansion, a loud shrill voice was heard from the bedroom, Colin, her younger brother ran towards the room, "Arya, what’s going on?"Arya stared up at him, the phone etched in her arms, she stared and stared at him, her breath growing raspy. He snatched the phone from her hand, and stared at the headlines, his face paling. "Devon Brookes, you kissed Devon Brookes!" He yelled loudly. She lunged the pillow at him, "I didn’t know he was Devon Brookes, how in the heck was I supposed to know," She sulked. She had kissed Devon Brookes, everyone knew who Devon Brookes was, he was the god of business, they all cherished him, he was feared, marked as dangerous, and therefore, she had kissed him, without even knowing him. She slumped on the bed, her voice growing worried. "What am I supposed to do?"Colin nodded his head, though a fifteen year old, his brain worked faster than any other normal human being. "You could apologize to him, and maybe, he would
The ride down to his office was quite slow, as Devon assumed, he gazed outside the window, his gaze travelling across the gentle breeze that swept his face gently. "How is the schedule today?" He asked his assistant, who fluttered with the laptop. "Today is Deanne’s birthday, she’s expecting you to come.""I can’t come; I will get her a gift." He sighed.The assistant already understood, "There’s a plaza around here, you could get some accessories for her."His lips twitched upward a bit, before he nodded, "Okay,"-As Devon trailed the plaza, with his assistant striding beside him, he gazed at the clothes, what does Deanna wear anyways? Deanne was the least in his closest friend, she was funny a bit, and he loved that about her. “We could ask the workers here,” His assistant, Kate said. She gazed around, “We could ask her?’’ She pointed to Arya direction. He gazed at her briefly, his eyes widening in return. It was her. She’s her. The woman with the silver like eyes, he needed to
Her face sank into despair, and her eyes twinkled with fear. She grasped the bottle of water, the contents evaporating in her hands. "You are asking me to marry you?"Her heart pounded furiously as she awaited his reply.He tilted his head, catching a clear view of her eyes, what he had always wanted to see. The twinkling, the gaze of fear in her eyes, it made his heart warm."I am only telling you to take responsibility." His voice was neutral, shrill, and cold. "By marrying me."Her eyes blared dangerously, who did he think he was? ask her to take responsibility? pathetic.She banged the table, the voice echoing around his ear, "I am sorry, but I can't take responsibility." She lowered her head, afraid to meet his gaze."And why not?" His sliver like eyes lost its coldness, his fished out his phone, swiping through his logs. "Would you prefer I tell the whole world that you will only trying to attain my properties."She widened her eyes in plain horror, he would do that? this man...
In a flashy room, with silver lights dangling on the ceiling, a well length bed, and some clothes sputtered on the bed.Seated on the bed with her phone dangling around her ear was a middle aged woman with a fair face and a low laugh, the phone etched harshly around her ear."It's not really easy to have a step son such as him." She scoffed internally, her gaze twinkling around the whole room.Slowly, her eyes trailed over to the glass of wine on the table, she picked it up, letting a little quantity pat her lips together."Sure? some would die to have a step son like Devon Brookes.""Some." The woman almost spat out. "The Mrs. Brookes position is the only thing that's keeping me moving, believe me. I don't like that Devon one bit, he doesn't listens to me and doesn't even acknowledges me." She grasped the pillow, her voice cold as ice."What are you going to do about that?" The voice from the other end came out forced."I don't know." The woman nodded her head, her eyes gesturing to
He paused, then resumed, before he hurriedly walked through the stairs, nearly pushing those that stood in his way.In a fit. He ran, walked and muttered some unbearable words under his breath, as soon as he reached the elevator, he tapped his feet on the elevator as he got into it, tapping the red flashy second.Just ten seconds.Just ten damn seconds.And when the elevator stopped, he almost pushed through it, twisting the door of his office open.And there she was, seated there, her head leaning on the chair, her hair scattered in between her face with her eyes closed shut.Her lashes trampled when she felt a cold presence in the room, and suddenly, she bobbed them opened immediately, staring at Devon who walked towards her."Arya," He began, slowly walking to his seat, adjusting the chair, he sat down, his eyes facing her."Devon." She managed a gulp, she had never realized that calling out someone's name could be so terrifically hard."You came," Anxiousness was laced in his voic
The Next day, Arya heaved a quiet sigh, as she hurriedly walked towards Clara Clothing Plaza in a fit. She wiped the sweat that lingered in her forehead, as she gazed up at the Plaza, a slight curl forming in between her lips.The same plaza that she was fired, why was she even here anyways? maybe because she wanted to see her workmate and friend, Wanda or maybe she just missed the cool interior of the plaza.It pained her greatly as she walked inside, the door making a chiming sound, sighting Wanda who was busy muttering some words to a elderly woman.Wanda sighed for the last time. "It's a lipstick. You apply it in your lips." Frustration clearly etched in her voice."In my days," The elderly woman held the lipstick, "There was no such thing." She flashed a elderly smile at her.Wanda could feel her blood rising up in swift anger, she didn't want to snap at the innocent lady, so she just said. "It's my break now, there are a lot of workers you can meet if you want to purchase the li
For the last time, Arya peeped through the windows, her hands fiddling with the curtain, a occasional sigh escaping her lips.She bobbed her head towards the window, gazing at the dark sky, how the clouds formed against the sky, the darkening of the clouds, it was going to rain soon, she was sure of it."What are you doing?" Colin, her younger brother almost stuck his head towards her direction.She let out a shrill yell, her heart panging in horror. "Why are you here? you scared me."His hands clutched around the bowl of ice cream, "Why are you still up?"She slumped in the chair, biting her lower lips, how could she say she was waiting for Devon Brookes? if there was one thing about her brother, he could easily detect lies."Umm. It's not even eight, why are you still up?" She gazed at him.He smiled cheekily, his hands pointing towards the kitchen. "I was craving ice cream." He nervously said, dressed in a unicorn pajamas, a pair of pinkish socks, and a plate of ice cream etched pr
Arya's hand held the sink handle, as she turned back immediately, her hair flipping backward in motion.Anna smirked before walked over to her. "You are here?" She scoffed internally.Arya inhaled a quiet sigh, calmness. That was the only thing she needed before she snapped Anna into two. She would exhibit calmness, because at the junction of her life, that was what she needed.Anna smiled, twisting her body, as she circled Arya. "Why are you at imperial restaurant? do you have a date or something?""Go away, Anna." Arya's hand made for the sink, before she twisted it open, soon enough, the water gushed into her fingers, warm.Anna who wasn't the least ready to give up and go home defeated said. "Are you still single because Kelvin loves me and not you? It's not my fault that he hates you." Her voice was sinister.Arya turned towards her, anger blaring in between her lobes, her presence emitted rage and even Anna couldn't help but whimper at her fierce gaze.Arya walked towards her sl