Ivory groaned at the notification sound on her phone, it could be nothing else but an email. She logged in, the email from Raiden's office. Her heart did a miniature somersault, the disappoint setting in as she realized that it was sent by Felix. She inhaled to quiet the whining sounds of her heart and read the email. Ivory couldn't believe her eyes, she had read the email a total of three times to ensure she wasn't seeing wrongly. She knew it had to be his doing. As much as she wanted to run out of her office and into his to express her gratitude, she hadn't the nerve. It was clear that he didn't want to see her. Yet the fact that he was giving her the opportunity to further work on her novel and have it published was her entire dream and he made it happen.
She didn't know if she should laugh or cry. She was incandescently happy, but she was undoubtedly reminded of their nights together. The fact that he was now a mere ghost in her past disturb
A year and a half later."Congratulations! I need to see the ring."The four bodies crammed into Ivory's office space were blissful in the news. The two men chatted over matters of the best man and Ivory and Zoey stood admiring the engagement ring."It's so beautiful!" Ivory commented as if it were the first time seeing the ring. She had long been involved in the proposal plan and the news today came as no shock. Every cell in her body exploded with happiness, the joy and contentment on Zoey's face were infectious! They all felt it.Zoey chatted for a bit and then returned to work at the end of the lunch hour, Felix accompanying her, leaving Ivory and Raiden alone."You know that could have been us, announcing our marriage to our friends but you had to reject me." Raiden lamented, walking around her desk and sitting in her chair proudly, gifting her a teasing smile. Ivory blushed a trait that has accompanied her for the past year and
How unlucky!Ivory Remington slumped down into her office chair. She had given five years of her life to this Company. Five whole years! Yet, she was right where she started, an assistant to a chief literary publisher and editor of Blaxx Publishing House. She wanted more than anything to have her chance at performing the same tasks. But, her primary job fell miles short from her dream requiring her to do uncredited work for which she would never receive recognition.Ivory dazed off, fixating her eyes on an inconsequential spot on her desk. Her colleague, who had been working here for two years as an assistant had been promoted. This, as a consequence, generated gossip about Ivory. Whispers that she was inadequate and incompetent turned into an office-wide joke. It struck her and as much as she wanted to ignore it all, it was no less than what she wondered on a daily basis."Not to worry, Sir, I shall have the first ten chapters reviewed and edited on your
Ivory blinked a couple of times in rapid succession. She knew her entire face morphed, housing a ridiculous expression. In hope, she wondered if she had heard him wrong."Excuse me?" She echoed, her eyes no longer capable of holding his stony glare.He inhaled sharply, "You. Are. Late." his tone as sharp as knives.She was confused again. "I am sorry, can you remind me of who you are?" she questioned respectfully.Raiden raised his brows at her. He found her inquiry absurd. How was it possible for an employee of this company to be unaware that he would be visiting today."I am Raiden De Ville, the new owner of Blaxx." every word deliberate and course.Her lips made an O. Instantly, Ivory felt feverish. She couldn't believe she had the luck to have offended this man. She tried to think back on what he was saying prior to her hiccup. She was late, yet she grew confused. She was certain her being late should not have been an issue, she had righ
Ivory opened one eye at a time, she blinked to clear the sleep from her eyes. She gazed around in confusion, she didn't remember coming to bed the night before. She shook it off, her memory wasn't what it used to be and she was exhausted last night.She pushed back the sheets and made her way to the kitchen, today she needed coffee."Morning." She gazed into the smiling eyes of Braylen. She wanted to be mad at him for making her wait up for him but the sight of him was enough to lighten her mood."I didn't hear you come in," she said, closing the distance between them."How could you? You were asleep on your desk when I came in." He pulled open a chair for her and she sat."Oh." she smiled in embarrassment as he placed a cup of coffee and breakfast in front of her."You have been busy." She grabbed hold of the coffee and took a sip praying her body would finally feel awake.Braylen didn't respond, instead, he took a seat next to her a
Ivory waited impatiently as the elevator dinged. She had finally reached the top floor of the building, her smile widened as Zoey pulled the door to her office open for Ivory to enter. It was their luck that they both worked across the street from each other. Zoey had long settled herself in an advertising agency."I am so happy you had time to have lunch with me today!" Zoey squealed before she could enclose her arms around Ivory."Me too! I missed you." Ivory responded, her soul warmed by her friend's embrace."Come on, let's catch up." Zoey pulled her into her office."I am surprised that witch Emery didn't make you work through your lunch break today," Zoey said hatefully as she seated herself beside Ivory.Ivory smiled. She loved Zoey's bluntness, it was something she lacked she was always too concerned with what others would think of her if she was brave enough to speak her mind."Actually, I am not working under her anymore." Ivory sm
"Please understand, you cannot go in there.""Such nonsense! I am telling you he will want to see me."The ruckus was potent enough to be heard within the confines of Raiden's office. Ivory had been utterly distracted by the noise for a full five minutes. Although distracted suggested that she found the disturbance an irritation, in truth, her interest was piqued. Who on earth had the gall to disturb Raiden De Ville's office? She eyed Raiden covertly wondering how he remained so composed almost as if he wasn't aware of what was going on outside.Seconds later, the door swung open violently, Ivory immediately jerked her head towards the source of protest from the hinges. Felix had followed in tow, an anxious expression replacing his naturally carefree demeanor. Four-inch heels and legs for days were the first things Ivory saw. She slowing gazed at the woman, every inch of her perfectly sculpted and her face...Ivory's mouth went dry. How can peop
Raiden rocked back on his chair, his mind wandering in an attempt not to jump to conclusions. He hadn't heard the door open, neither the closing foot-steps."I sent the message to Ivory to come into the office a bit later today, she--" Felix stopped mid-sentence as he came to stand above Raiden's desk. His eyes instantly falling on that bundle Ivory attempted to keep hidden, they were sprawled atop Raiden's desk, staring up accusatorily at him, much in the same manner as his employer."Weren't these files intended to occupy a different desk?" Raiden questioned. Felix swallowed, he knew he wasn't being attacked in any way but the gaze on this man could scare a python."They certainly weren't intended to occupy your desk this soon." Felix retorted cryptically and instantly regretted it as the flame in Raiden's eyes ignited."I did take them to Ms. James', as per your direction." he amended, submissively."Then why did I find them hidden away in my of
There had been a great deal of turmoil materializing in Ivory's brain these past days. She feared it had less to do with the absentee, Braylen, and more to do with a certain Devilish businessman. The words he'd spoken to her coupled with his shockingly compassionate mannerisms had her rearranging her neutral beliefs surrounding him. One thing was clear, her harsh views concerning Raiden De Ville had softened...considerably. Conversely, Ivory's fondness of Braylen was on a steady decline. She believed it had become easier to pass her days without the pleasure of his company and part of her could tell that their connection was waning.She was fully aware that her assumptions could be wrong but she was attempting to put weight to Zoey's advice which involved Ivory hoping for the best while preparing for the worst. Ivory hugged her pillow closer to her chest, her eyes no longer capable of receiving the television images.Who was she kidding?Ivory