LOGINThe outdoor shoot came next. It was windy, making her veil fly in different directions.I didn't mean to seem cold for the most part of the shoot so far. In fact, I just wanted to keep my hands on hers. But knowing the dynamic of our relationship had changed after that kiss, I just couldn't.I had spent years convincing myself loving her from a distance was enough. Somewhere between the suspension and that kiss, I'd stopped believing that lie.But where could we go from here? I had no idea.The sun was setting soon, Sloane lifted her dress as we walked through the fields while the photographer did his magic."Walk naturally.""Talk to each other.""Hold hands.""Look at her, not the camera.""Whisper something."I listened to all of his instructions. My eyes stayed on hers for the most part."This doesn't feel like just a photoshoot to me. I feel like marrying you again. Giving you a proper wedding." I blurted out before I could stop myself. She went still, staring up at me. We tun
I gasped at what I saw in the mirror.I was clad in a fitted ivory gown in silk satin with a structured sweetheart bodice that accentuated my shoulders and collarbones without revealing too much. The fabric hugged my waist before flowing into a soft A-line skirt with a gentle train that whispered across the floor as I walked.There was no glitter. No heavy beading. Just clean lines, impeccable tailoring, and quiet luxury. The back dipped into a graceful low V, finished with a row of delicate pearl-covered buttons. A cathedral-length veil was pinned into a sleek low bun, allowing a few loose tendrils to soften my face.I wore diamond stud earrings, a slim tennis bracelet, and my engagement ring. Nothing else. The dress didn't need any competition. I looked flawless.I could only imagine what Zane's reaction was going to be.I walked downstairs with the helps' assistance. The shoot was set up indoors and outdoors in the greenery that surrounded Zane's premises. I held on tightly to
Maya's call jolted me out of my nighttime skincare routine."Is something wrong?" I asked immediately. It was unlike her to call at this time. "There's something I need to tell you. Don't freak out." "Go ahead.""I just sent it to you.""I thought you said-" She hung up before I could finish the sentence."you were going to tell me." I still completed, still unsuspecting about what the problem was. "Oh dear God." I gasped.The news leaked?How come?This was supposed to be under wraps for the good of everyone. I felt a headache coming on and a bit of nauseousness.Slowly, I sat on my bed, thinking of ways to salvage the situation.The more I tried to keep it all in check, the more it spiralled. I was losing my mind. This had to be Veronica. She had to be the one behind this. Our stock prices were dwindling now that the public knew I was suspended as CEO. This wasn't even about the humiliation. It was that it was detrimental to the company."Fuck!" I screamed. Why did this hav
Her avoidance was understandable. But it hurt nonetheless.I didn't know how to explain what came over me. All I knew however was that I wanted to kiss her nonstop. I wanted to give her some toe-curling experiences and nerve-wracking orgasms.My cock twitched as I thought about it.But now it seemed like I had gone ahead to make things worse. My hand hovered over her door knob. I wanted to speak to her but I didn't know the right words to say.I wanted to let her know that I had been feeling her for a very long time but I didn't know how to put the words to tell her. I didn't mean to scare her away."Sir," I turned at the sound of one of the staff. "Mr Andre is here to see you.""Andre?" I wasn't sure I heard correctly. What the heck was he doing in Seattle?I ran down the stairs as fast as I could.My blonde blue-eyed friend was of course standing there, hands akimbo with his back to me, staring up at one of the paintings Sloane moved in with."This is new," he remarked, turning
"You didn't join me for breakfast."Zane was at my door the next morning. After the epiphany I got the night before, I figured it was best to avoid situations that kept me in close proximity with him. "I slept in."His brows went up. "You slept in?""I just said that, Zane." "That's unlike you, Sloane." He emphasized on my name, matching my tone. I shrugged. "People change. I don't have to go to work for the time being."He seemed to ponder on my words for a moment before speaking again. "Okay then. I'm off to work.""Have a great day." I said and shut the door.I didn't join him for dinner either. And for the next couple of days, that was the pattern. I always had the perfect excuse to not be in the same room as him. I doubted he believed me but somehow he didn't probe. He just chose to let me be. And even though that was what I thought I wanted, it hurt a bit that he didn't care that much to know what was wrong with me."What exactly do you want, Sloane?" I asked myself in t
I wanted him to kiss me then and there. I waited for it to come but it never did. That was mostly because Henry, his assistant called to remind him that he had a meeting he was late for. So we pulled apart and for the rest of the day while I restlessly lounged at home, I felt his nose on mine and how his breath fanned my face. I heard his voice reverberating in my ears every time I thought of the words he said. Zane wanted to be the man who eased my burden. He wanted to be there for me no matter what. No one had ever said such words to me. They thawed my heart that was infamously believed to be cold, hard as stone and possibly nonexistent.I didn't want to believe I was any of those things aforementioned. I just wasn't the most affectionate person in the room.But with Zane, the same Zane Della-Ross whom I believed was the grumpy domineering older brother of my long term boyfriend... He was the same person who was saying the things I had waited to hear forever. I was in disbelief
The post went live at 11:58 PM, and I watched the engagement metrics climb from my office with a drink in my hand that I sipped from slowly.Numbers didn't lie. Before I could keep track, the likes hit ten thousand in minutes and comments flooded in faster than the platform could organize them. Of
"You can't just move me into your house without asking."Zane didn't even glance at me as the car pulled up to the gates. The estate sprawled beyond them like something out of a fever dream. It had sharp angles, floor-to-ceiling glass. And it was perched on a cliff that overlooked the city like it
I woke up to my head pounding like someone was taking a hammer to it from the inside.My phone on the nightstand was lit up and buzzing in a way that communicated something had gone very wrong overnight, which I already knew, but seeing thirty seven missed calls from my secretary at eight in the mo
The dress was beautiful and I was walking down the aisle in it. The cathedral sleeves, the pearl buttons running down the back, the train sweeping the floor behind me like something out of a magazine. Cole had picked it himself and it was perfect and with every step I took I looked exactly like a







