No matter what Jace said, Amelia wasn’t going to change what she felt about him. She sat down on the sofa as random thoughts ran through her mind but she could not place her mind on any.It was the cheque that was bothering her again. A part of her wanted to give it to him while for the other part, it was definitely a no no."Amelia, can you just get yourself to make a decision or something?" She yelled in her head already getting frustrated but that didn't seem to help out a little bit as it seemed to make this even more worse for her.She hit her hands forcefully on the table that was right before her, already gasping for breath like someone that was about to have a family fight With a beast, the beast of her Very own thoughts.But again, he had helped out a whole lot of times and not giving this to him, it was going to portray her as a really terrible personAmelia Drew a really deep breath, deeper than she had ever drawn all her life."What should I do now?" The thoughts rang in

Days have now passed and Jace wasn’t in good terms with Amelia because of the chèque and also the case of him sleeping out. Their conversation was cold for people who claim to be married.He was kept on the edge with no reply on what was actually wrong or what was the way forward and one thing about him was the fact that he had hated to be kept in high suspense.It was always so pissing and annoying.he could feel that something was definitely wrong somewhere but she just couldn't place her Hands on what it actually was.He let out a sigh not knowing exactly what he was going to do now. "Why don't you just call her to inquire about the Cheque?" His subconsciousness yelled out from the inside of him but he shook his head sideways almost immediately.He could feel his heart beating hard against his chest so Loud that the sound of it was rising up to his ears."I am definitely not going to do that." He said to himself.He could not get himself to call her and ask her about it. It was goi

Jace wore a satisfied smile as he walked out of the restaurant. Angelo had already gone ahead to park the car somewhere a bit far from the restaurant. To avoid rousing suspicion. He thought of how the glorified politician had been left speechless. He had made sure the man knew that that was not a request he made concerning the campaign plans. It was an order. Making sure to put people in their place was the best way to show them who was in charge. Now, the man had probably realized that he had no choice but to do as instructed. Jace walked calmly with an aura of control. He was after all the owner of the five star restaurant he was in. Though no one in the restaurant recognized him as their boss, they didn’t harass him. It was better that way. He needed to take care of things with his Driver acting like the CEO. On his way out of the restaurant, he checked the time to notice it was already evening. The day was already coming to an end, the restaurant was getting busier than it had

Jace was angry. But at this time of his life, after all he had experienced, he knew how to control his anger. In situations like these, it was best to stay calm and rational. He needed to. If he wanted his wife loving him like she used to. He thought about telling his wife what he had seen, that he had seen him with many other women. But, he didn’t have any thing to show her as proof. He knew that if he just told her, she would not believe him. It might only push her further to be ‘close friends’. He wanted to fix things not ruin things. He had to come up with a way to tell her to be careful. Thought like that was all Jace had while he went home. He got home to find out that his wife was not home. Where is she? He asked himself. Seeing that she was not home yet, he decided to prepare dinner for both of them. Hopefully, she would be home soon. Whistling a song with his lips, he tied an apron to his waist. The apron matched the colour of his olive green eyes. He was still in th

Daryl enjoyed coming to Exquisite taste even when he could barely afford a meal at that restaurant. He came anyway. All for the sake of status. He believed that his father was going to win and they were going to be the most influential people in the whole of Madrid. He believed his status would soon surpass every rich folk that were in that restaurant, even in Madrid. He could not risk people looking down on him. Especially when if he was caught eating at a local restaurant and not a five star restaurant like Exquisite taste. When he entered the restaurant the last thing he had expected to see was Amelia Bradley kissing another man that was not her husband. Has the modelling agency turned her to a whore? He asked himself. Especially, because the Amelia he knew was not the type of girl to do this sort of thing. Cheating on her husband! Was she acting all these while? He asked himself. Was the innocence in her eyes only a ploy to have men fall at her feet? Maybe, she had been a play