To Facebook users & all of my readers:
there's a group called Top Five FSOG Stories, they poll every month to select the best WIP (work-in-progress) and completed stories. I just realized that this story has been nominated in the complete category.
Abiding by the rules of that group, I cannot share the link to the poll but here's the link to the group:
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So, please, please, please, find the link posted in that group to vote for this story! Poll closes on October 20, 2018.
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Thank you for everyone's constant support and dealing with my very unusual and unforeseen plot twists.
I'm posting the spin-offs together because... well, just because, I might forget and there's more to criticize about...
So, please, leave a review on both chapters!
The very last installment and the second spin-off. It didn't happen immediately after the last chapter, there's a short time lapse, and the actual amount of time isn't exactly important, just keep in mind that it didn't happen the next day after the last chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor do I own the lyrics of the songs!
Immediately after the first spin-off, ending the story on a happy note. Time-lapse to Elliot and Kate's engagement party.
Sugar
"…will you marry me?"
"Yes!"
As the family's eldest son, Elliot has been pressured into proposing, even though he had already bought the ring.
And, one day, Christian let the cat out of the bag during Sunday's family gathering when Kate and Anastasia were with the Kavanaghs. Since then, Grace, Carrick and Mia all started to ask him when he's going to propose to Kate. Even Ana and Christian started to say something just to fuck with him. Eventually, he did, he put off as long as he could, but once Ana straight-up told him that Kate couldn't wait to marry him, he got down on one-knee and asked.
Once the engagement ring was slipped on, she mumbled against his lips.
"It's about time you ask."
"I've been thinking about asking you for a while now."
"Should've done it sooner."
"I think I have the best timing."
"You're always right aren't you?"
"What can I say, I'm just perfect."
.•*•.
It was weeks after the fight they had in the hospital. She kept trying to reiterate her stance that she didn't know about the existence of the baby and if she did, she would've changed everything for it. He was just too upset and too stunned by the confession, additionally, with the dream that she had had, he was unsure of what to actually believe. He knew she would've changed for the baby but he was just so shocked that he didn't know what to do.
They weren't speaking at the moment but they didn't break-up either.
Mia had just turned-in the very first draft of her very first book, it was a fiction book, but Anastasia knew that it was based on her life ever. When Mia proposed to write a book about her and Christian's relationship, Anastasia agreed but warned her of Christian's reaction. Just like she had predicted, Christian slammed his foot down and refused to allow his personal relationship or his life being published in a book, even if it was fiction and no one apart from them would know about it. He deemed it too risky.
"We should totally celebrate, Mia." Anastasia and Kate joined the raven hair girl sitting by herself near the window, looking outside with a guarded expression.
"Now what, Mia?" Anastasia was the first one to voice the question that she and the blonde next to her had in mind the moment they saw Mia.
"You sound like my brother, just now.: Mia huffed but still looking out the window.
"I know this can never be a compliment, but I'm going to take it as one." Anastasia shrugged, sitting down on the other side of the table, facing Mia who was playing with the draw but not taking a sipping from it.
"Seriously, though, Mia. I'm probably going to sound like Elliot, because we've been around your two brothers for too long, but what's wrong?" Kate wrapped a comforting arm around the girl and pulled her closer in a one-arm hug.
"I really do feel like I'm hanging out with my brothers now." Mia mumbled.
"Sucks to be you, then."
"Tell me about it." Mia groaned trying to pull away from Kate.
"Oh no, girl, you're going to spill your guts to us before your real brothers arrive."
"What?" Mia sat up straighter, looking more sober and less somber. "What do you mean?"
"We have something to tell you."
"You're pregnant?" She blurted out, darting her eyes between Kate and Anastasia, not sure what their news was.
"Mia, the 'we' Kate's referring to is her and Elliot."
"Oh. So, you're pregnant?"
Anastasia facepalmed, chuckling at the bluntness of the girl sitting across her. "Is there nothing else that you can think of? Like…"
"You're not going to use your relationship with Christian as an example aren't you? Because you really got pregnant."
"Mia, I thought we agreed to drop that. It might not be water under the bridge for me and Christian, but it certainly is with everyone else around us."
"You two are still together, right?"
"Barely."
"Enough of the sad face, Mia. Tell me what is your problem?"
"I'm worried that my book's going to get rejected and they're not going to like it. It's too far from reality since my brother won't cooperate and you won't tell me much because my brother doesn't like it." Mia said.
Anastasia stilled, she had no idea what to say in return, because all she could think of is that they should wait until the final result because no one has read her book.
"You're going to be fine." Kate broke the silence just when Mia was detecting the hesitation from Anastasia, knowing that she wasn't going to get any reassurance from them.
"Mia!" Elliot shouted, catching her face. "What's with the somber look?"
"Nothing."
"She's—" when Anastasia was going to tell them about Mia's insecurities about her book and wanting to be reassured, Mia shot her a glare that stopped her from talking. Putting her arms up surrendering. "Shutting mouth." She declared. "I just thought you need… never mind. Forget about it, everyone, it's really nothing major."
"Okay. So, can we tell her that, now?" Elliot dismissed it quickly and turned to Kate who nodded in return.
In the background, Christian spotted the glass in Anastasia's hand and narrowed his eyes disapprovingly at her.
"It's just…" she stopped mid-sentence, suddenly remembering where they were, so she slid the glass aside and made it clear that she wasn't going to touch it. Then, looked back at him with a challenging look. "Happy?" She mouthed.
"Hardly." He mouthed back sarcastically, making her roll her eyes.
They snapped out of their little small exchange and turning back to the other three people just in time to hear them shout,
"We're getting married!"
The whole cafe erupted with applause and cheers, congratulating them at the news of the engagement.
Anastasia along with Christian both stood up to offer the couple another round of congrats and hugs, clapping along.
"So, why are you telling me this before you're telling our parents and everyone else?"
"Because, we want to celebrate your publication of your first book at our engagement party."
"I'm not publishing, it's still the first draft that I sent in."
"It's not. It's a draft that's ready for publication as long as the editor at SIP approves, because remember all the late nights that we holed up in your room to work on that book of yours? I was helping you with the editing, so the first round of editing has already passed." Kate announced proudly.
"Won't I steal your spotlight then?"
"Oh hush, it's going to be even better. It's not like you're crashing my wedding, it's just an engagement party."
"Okay…" Mia replied still not so sure, but when Anastasia nodded her head in encouragement, she accepted the invitation.
"Congrats, Katie." Anastasia said and hugged her best friend one last time, then turned to Elliot. "Take care of her, or I'll take care of your balls."
"Don't you worry, darling." He replied, kissing Anastasia on the cheek loudly and sloppily, before she turned and made her way out of the cafe with Christian trailing behind her just like she suspected. The kiss on the kiss was a display of sibling affection, Elliot knew it, Anastasia knew it, but Christian couldn't stomach it. Though, he had decided to let it slide because he wanted to settle something else with her first.
"Are you done fighting with me?" She was the first to break the silence as he fell into steps with her. They hadn't been talking much since their fight in the hospital. He tried to stay close to her because despite all the arguments, he still wanted to take care of her, but whenever he show up, she'd remain mute and let him do everything for the sake of his piece of mind.
"Are you done drinking?"
"You make it sound like I'm an alcoholic."
"Well, are you?"
"You know I'm not. Jeez, Christian, this is a new low. What do you have against me? Apart from the fact that I can't seem to feel that there's another being in my body. I lost the baby, I know and I'm sad, too, but don't you fucking dare blame it all on me."
"If you're aware of your menstrual cycle, they might really exist now."
"If you don't push me so hard and stress me out so much, I would've know that it's abnormal. The baby is made by us. The loss has to be borne by both of us and not just me. It's not my problem that I'm so stressed that checking on my already irregular period is the last thing in my mind. It's not my problem that my anatomy is slightly different from the normal female population. It's not my problem that I don't show even when I'm eight months along. It's not my problem that I did everything that I'd usually do with my lack of knowledge about my pregnancy. It's not my problem that there's absolutely no reason for me to ever think that I'm pregnant because I've been taking the pill ever since my period started. But now that the baby is dead because of all the stress, the heavy-lifting, the alcohol consumption that's within recreational level, and all of my daily routine that shouldn't been done by a pregnant woman, and it's suddenly all my fault."
"Well, I'm not the one who insisted on attending every function. I'm not the one who insisted on going out to socialize. I'm not the one who insisted that we have to cut all ties at work. I'm not the one who can't see clearly about the situation because I just can't understand why can't we work on a project together like you did with Houston Airlines. I'm not the one who is pressuring in Mia to write her book and get it published. I'm not the one who is pulling their hair out because of the numbers that don't match and the wrong strategy used to respond to the economic changes. If you don't know that you're pregnant, then how the fuck can I know about that? You didn't do a blood test, I've never seen your medical results. I'm not the one who thinks that grabbing a drink is paying respect to the host at an event. I'm not the one who made you lift heavy stuff and made you work out. How am I suppose to prevent this miscarriage if I don't even fucking know about the child? How can you not notice the changes in your body? How can you not notice your weight gain?"
"I didn't notice shit because I'm not the one who's trying to get me on board with GEH from KM. I didn't notice shit because I'm not the one who's trying to take away the fruits from the other. And, if you're so good at self-management and taking care of yourself, why the fuck didn't you find it suspicious when I want to jump your bones every chance I get? Not to mention, you also can't cook if your life depends on it. So, how is it entirely my fault that I can't feel a human being moving inside me? As my partner, shouldn't also be aware?"
"I'm only buying SIP for Mia's benefit."
"Yes, and SIP is my work. Mia's benefit or not, you can't possibly be suggesting that I don't have her best interest in mind when I planted her in SIP. You can't possibly be accusing me of exploiting Mia's trust in me just to maximize my own gain? I don't get no shit from being the advisor of SIP. Not even a fucking paycheck, I do it because Grace recommended me and because Jack trust me more than he does with Jerry and their team. I'm not a selfish person, because if I am, I will be transferring to GEH the first chance I got and leave KM. You trying to take over SIP is adding stress on me. On top of that, you have convinced Jerry to sell the company to you, but he can't because Jack and I both are shareholders of the company. In addition to this whole cluster-fuck, I have to deal with every internal issue in KM because I'm an executive and I make decisions for everything economic related, even finance to an extent."
"Work is stressful, I get it."
"No, you don't, because you don't know how much strain you've added on me when you're insisting on taking over SIP. You're becoming more and more unreasonable with each demand you have. You want me Mia safe, so you have to buy SIP, that just shows me that you don't trust me. Then, you want me to work with both GEH and KM because you want me close with you despite the fact that we are dating and I practically live with you. Just because I didn't say yes to moving in, that doesn't mean you can exercise you insecurities in other areas."
"It's not my insecurities."
"Then what do you fucking call all of your actions? Because when I was in the hospital, we fight, and my blood pressure skyrockets. So, what do you do, you stopped acting like an asshole and started to take care of me to wait for me to recover. Then, when I'm fully recovered, we start to fight again. What the fuck is it that you want from me? I won't give you a baby because I don't fucking want one, at least not at this stage. I won't stay with you if you're going to be this same asshole for the rest of your life."
"So, you're going to break up with me because we're fighting over the very same issue day after day?"
"I don't see the point in staying in a relationship with you. But, if it helps you, I was going to tell you that I've decided to work with you on projects because it's a compromise and it's a middle ground that we can both agree on. Seeing your attitude now, I'm not sure if that's what your greedy mind would agree to."
.•*•.
Kate and Elliot's engagement took place in Christian's club as per scheduled, and too many people were invited for likings of Anastasia and Christian, however it was what Elliot and Kate wanted since they were going to have a small, private wedding at an island.
Many people recognized Christian, and even more wanted to talk to him or get close to him. If he and Anastasia were on better terms, he would've shooed all of them away and stuck to her every second to bat off men, but he couldn't do that because that would only result in a fight and they had promised to stay civil for the night. Hence, they were staying as far away from each other as possible.
Still, with the presence of Christian in the same room as her was just too much. She still felt like she was suffocated whenever she picked up a drink. She would see how uncomfortable he was in the crowd that was around him trying to get a conversation out of him, and she could also see the helpless glances that he sent in her way. Shaking her head, she turned to the balcony next to the fire escape on the second floor, wanting to have a moment to herself and away from all the people. She wanted peace; it was something that she lacked since her admission into the hospital.
The door was left ajar, so the music and noises could still be heard, faintly in the background and it was enough for her for now.
Elliot and Kate had planned for a karaoke later in the evening especially when everyone was drunk, if not, at least tipsy. With the alcohol courage, Kate and Elliot firmly believed that many of the people that attended would at least step on stage for one performance.
She sighed at the events in her near future. She had been avoiding the topic and dismissing the other's request when asked, she was just hoping that Kate wouldn't ask her, because her best friend would know better than to do that.
Yet, she couldn't escape it. Kate knew her other weakness and she knew Anastasia wouldn't refuse anything if it was for charity.
"Ana, Ana," Elliot called, getting the economist's attention.
"Yeah?"
"Can you do me a favor?" He pulled her to a quieter place since the party was still in full swing. People were jumping around, Champaign and other beverages spilled all over the floor and across tables in to others' laps.
"Uh..." she replied when she was finally able to understand what he was trying to tell her just as they closed the emergency exit behind them.
"Kate said you can rap."
"I guess so." She interjected sounding very wary of what his favor may be.
"So, since we are spending so much already for this party, I thought we could contribute some for charity."
"Alright, that's a great idea. But what does it have to do with me?"
"You see, my brother is a huge philanthropist and you are his girlfriend."
"Barely." She muttered loudly, her eyes still trained on him and her lips barely moved but the word came out loud and clear for the both of them, the bitterness was not at all concealed.
"It doesn't matter, you're the only one that he's brought home and admitted to the public that he's in a relationship with, so."
"So..."
"I was going to make him sing and film him and if he agreed to post this on YouTube Kate and I will donate to charity for breast cancer."
"And?"
"He refused. He said he'd just write a check and he doesn't have to go through all the entertainment."
"Well, your brother's no fun, and I'm sure it's not the first time for you to learn that either."
"No, so that's why I came to you."
"You want to film me or do you want me to go convince your brother?"
"I want you to sing with him."
"And you're going to film us."
"That's my plan."
"So, you want me to convince him then."
"Well, we're going to film you more but I'm only asking for one duet from you two."
"I'm down for it as long as you can convince your brother of it."
"Yes! Thank you! Love you, sis!"
Elliot sprinted inside, leaving Anastasia standing in the dark on the balcony with the noisy party with the sounds all blocked out behind the door that Elliot had just slammed shut.
Everything flashed by before her vision. Ever since she met Christian, she was constantly accompanied by a whirlwind of emotions.
All of a sudden, the peace and the quiet was too much for her. She was alone, and she had finally felt the calmness. She was tired. The games she played with him took too much effort; the discovery of Christian's shenanigans behind her back, the plots that he had planted way before he had decided that he had fallen for her and should cease all attacks were all surfacing, and it took too much energy for her to confront her. With each confrontation, energy drained a little.
Dating Christian was like living through a thriller movie, but she was thrilled to have met him all the same.
.•*•.
Sighing, she decided to face it. After a long hesitation and internal debate, she picked up the shot glass and downed the glass. It was her first and she was hoping that it would be her last for that night because she still couldn't get over the argument she was having with Christian about alcohol.
"You ready?" Kate whispered in her ear, barely loud enough for her to her but she caught her lips. Anastasia nodded and sighed, showing her reluctance and reserved opinions, but for Kate's sake and for the charity the couple promised, she took the stage and took the mic in hand as the crowd quieted down.
Staring at the crowd and then at the microphone in her hand, she subconsciously scanned the crowd for a familiar face that she knew would offer her comfort even when they weren't on the best term, but she couldn't see him anywhere. Taking a deep breath subtly, she steadied her heart beat. She had talked in front of a whole bunch of people, but she had never entertained a whole room full of half drunk youngsters.
Clearing her throat, she started.
"Um… hi everyone, I honestly don't know why I agreed to be the first one, but I guess since I'm going to be filmed and I promised three songs tonight, so I might as well not disappoint the couple. I'm opening for another girl who's sharing the spotlight with the couple. I'll introduce her at the end of my performance. Please, enjoy." She finished looking more confident, even though she had no idea that she was going to joined by someone on stage to sing a duet.
The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
Come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I'm singing like
When she continued to sing, she heard an additional voice joining her. Whipping her head around trying to find the source of the voice, but when she turned her attention back to the stage and looked behind her, as she heard claps and whistles getting louder as everyone stared at someone behind her.
Her voice faltered as shock took over when she saw the man singing the verse as he stepped forward into the light. When he locked eyes with her, he even winked at her and smiled at her state. She recovered and sung with her until it reached the rap again.
One week in we let the story begin
We're going out on our first date
You and me are thrifty, so go all you can eat
Fill up your bag and I fill up a plate
We talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour
And how your family is doing okay
Leave and get in a taxi, then kiss in the backseat
Tell the driver make the radio play, and I'm singing like
She knew he couldn't rap and wouldn't even if he could, because it was just so unlike him to rap. For an unrehearsed performance, she was impressed at the show they had put on. They worked together perfectly, knowing what phrase to sing together and which to do it solo; it was the perfect duet. She could see women swooning and drooling over the man next to her, and she could only feel pride in her chest because she knew he would only have eyes for her.
"So, as I said, I'm opening for this girl who's sharing the spotlight with the couple tonight. To be honest, I'm shocked myself when Christian joined me. Trust me, it was never rehearsed, because I don't even know he can sing." Laughters followed with a few chuckles and Elliot whistled to tease his little brother. That was when Anastasia noticed that Christian was still on stage with her. "As I was saying, this girl, will be the next best seller in the country."
At the corner of the stage, everyone looked at her, following Anastasia's gaze, just in time to see her shaking her head from left to right violently. With a smile, Anastasia announced in the microphone. "Let's welcome Mia Grey! She's going to bring us the song Ain't My Fault by Zara Larsson."
The imitation of Zara was by far the best Anastasia had ever seen. When she looked at Mia and listened to the lyrics, she smirked, because if there was an underlying meaning to what she was singing Anastasia definitely got the message.
"Are you crushing on someone who's unavailable, Mia?" The minute congratulations and applause died down, Anastasia asked after showing her own appreciation.
"What do you mean?"
"Why would you choose that song, then?" She teased when Mia still looked dumbfounded.
"I like Zara Larsson."
"Is it Ethan?" Anastasia blurted out.
"I didn't know he's unavailable."
"Ah… so it's someone else that I don't know about."
"Why are you suddenly so interested in gossips?"
"When it comes to you, Mia, I will always take pleasure teasing you."
"You're worse than Kate sometimes."
"So, that means I'm good the majority of the time?"
"I guess so…"
"Then, will you tell me your new crush? Does Kate know?"
"Christian, save me from your girlfriend." Mia called when she noticed Christian approaching them, but he was actually there to remind Anastasia of her promise to Elliot. Rolling his eyes, he said something in Anastasia's ear and then she followed him back to the stage.
"This song is for my fiancée." Elliot stated briefly before the music started.
"I guess I'm Cardi B this time." Anastasia said to herself before leaving Mia to step up on stage when it was her cue.
Her rapping skills were indeed impressive, and that shocked more people than Christian's performance. It wasn't her voice that made her sound like Cardi but it was her stance and her moves with the beat on stage that made her looked like rapper.
"Damn her mouth can move."
A whistle followed along with another catcall from the crowd. Christian wasn't particularly happy about the attention that she was receiving but he was also taking pride from her performance. Proud that the woman on stage performing was not only his lover but also someone who was willing to get over her stage fright for a donation to charity.
She sang all night, with her last song as Rita Ora's Girls, she said she was done rapping for the night as she had found it more tiring than singing and when she rapped she had to be a hundred percent focused to able to read the lyrics, say the correct word and match the beat all at the same time.
After downing the last drop of the beverage in her hand, she slammed the glass down and stood up ready to mingle with the people on the dance floor. She looked tipsy, but ginger-ale was all she had been drinking in the party, she only felt like she couldn't stop burping.
The song changed all of a sudden, and she knew it was a pop song that wasn't mixed by the DJ on the spot, because everyone froze for a moment before humming and singing along.
Then, she saw Elliot taking the wireless microphone handed to him by the DJ and stepped into the crowd, singing along the lyrics.
It was the perfect wedding song, so Anastasia was slightly confused why was it sang at an engagement party.
[Verse 1]
I'm hurting baby, I'm broken down
I need your loving, loving I need it now
When I'm without you, I'm something weak
You got me begging, begging I'm on my knees
.
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna be needing your love
I just wanna be deep in your love
And it's killing me when you're away
Ooh baby
'Cause I really don't care where you are
I just wanna be there where you are
And I gotta get one little taste
Anastasia sucked in a breath, waiting for the high pitched notes to hit, and she didn't think Elliot would pull it off, but he had hit the note much to her surprise.
[Chorus]
Sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
I'm right here, 'cause I need
Little love, a little sympathy
Yeah, you show me good loving, make it alright
Need a little sweetness in my life
Your sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
.
[Verse 2]
Babe, my broken pieces, you pick them up
Don't leave me hanging, hanging
Come give me some
When I'm without you, I'm so insecure
You are the one thing, one thing I'm living for
.
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna be needing your love
I just wanna be deep in your love
And it's killing me when you're away
Ooh baby
Cause I really don't care where you are
I just wanna be there where you are
And I gotta get one little taste
.
[Chorus]
Sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
I'm right here, 'cause I need
Little love, a little sympathy
Yeah, you show me good loving, make it alright
Need a little sweetness in my life
Your sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
The microphone left Elliot's mouth and suddenly the next verse didn't come out of his mouth. Anastasia's head turned from side to side, scanning the room, trying to find the person who was singing it.
[Bridge]
I want that red velvet
I want that sugar sweet
Don't let nobody touch it unless that somebody's me
I gotta be a man, there ain't no other way
'Cause girl you're hotter than a Southern California day
Never wanna play no games, you don't gotta be afraid
Don't give me all that shy shit
No makeup on, that's my sugar
She could feel his eyes on her, but she still couldn't find her, she felt lost in the sea of people that was around her. Although, they were moving, but they seemed to be blurred because she was so focused on looking for the singer.
The lyrics suited him so well. She knew it was him trying to convey a message to her. After their latest fight, she had been avoiding him as best as she could so that she could be in the mood to celebrate for Mia and also for Kate, but it still didn't stop him from calling and trying to reach out to her.
She faintly remembered referencing to the Southern California Bay when she told him about her childhood, telling him about the beach in California that she grew up next to. She remembered telling him about the bodies that the hot girls had on that beach, ones that she had always admired and desired to have. He, of course, kept reassuring her that he thought she was the hottest and the most beautiful.
[Chorus]
Sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
I'm right here, 'cause I need
Little love, a little sympathy
Yeah, you show me good loving, make it alright
Need a little sweetness in my life
Your sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
Sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
I'm right here, 'cause I need
Little love, a little sympathy
Yeah, you show me good loving, make it alright
Need a little sweetness in my life
Your sugar, yes please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
It shocked her that after the bridge sang by Christian, obviously sending a message to her, all males in their generation from the family joined in.
That was the best sight a girl could ask for, shame that all three — the third being Ethan — were taken.
In the penthouse in Escala, with bottles of water forced down the throat of both Christian and Anastasia, a drunken confession followed.
That led to the final stage of reconciliation.
Both of them admitted that they overreacted and they weren't solving the issue the best way, and they agreed to not fight about it and just accept what had already happened.
From that incident, they had grown closer, putting more trust in each other and coping better with their insecurities. At least, none of them got jealous in front of an old-acquaintance anymore.
With Christian's improvement in his overbearing and arrogant personality, Anastasia was finally able to take her hybrid sports car out for a ride. The BMW was a fresh sight for the eyes, since it was white and it was neither Audi nor Mercedes-Benz. That, was now Anastasia's symbol. The i8 coupé was initially going to be a gift from Christian, but knowing him, she nip that thought in the bud quickly before he could even make the calls.
With Christian following in the R8, he caved in to her resilience and agreed to race down an empty highway once. The thrill they got from it was far better than the roller-coaster kind that they got from dating one-another.
.•*•.
A week before the wedding, Anastasia showed up in Grey House once again. This time, a folder in her hand. It was the report of the Taiwan shipyard that GEH was trying to acquire.
The project took Christian and Ros more than one travel to make any progress, however, when they reached the very last step of the acquiring process. Christian picked up something from the report and it had been bothering ever since. All the executives were involved in the project trying to figure out the problem, and that was when he reached out to Anastasia once again, hoping to have her assistant.
This time, she said yes.
When she walked in without the announcement from the reception, she smirked at the man behind the desk and the man smirked back. Then, rolling her eyes she scoffed with a one-word response to the two affectionate words that he asked.
"Missed me?"
"Hardly."
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Lastly, I have 2 kind requests:
- Review in both chapters, please?
- Vote for me? Please? I hope I haven't disappoint too many of you.
Laters, baby x
-SapphireTrafficker-