登入ZinniaOh shit!!I was in deep trouble now wasn’t I? How did Juliet even find us tucked away in this corner? I immediately separated myself from Dylan, smoothing over my dress with my hands.“Didn’t we speak about this last time, Zinnia?” Juliet asked in a cold tone. Her expression was blank, but her voice was laced with irritation.I didn’t even know what to think. Was I going to get fired this time around? “It’s not what you think, ma. I promise you, he was just consoling me about something that happened; we didn’t…”“Consoling you?” She interrupted with a perfectly blank expression that somehow seemed worse than anger.“Didn’t I warn you against frolicking with clients?” She asked. I stood there rooted to a spot, looking tongue-tied.Dylan didn’t say anything, though. He just stood there protectively at my side, watching quietly, although I could see his fists tightened.He probably just didn’t want to interrupt because I had thrown a fit the last time he did.“I hope there’s a
Dylan“Zinnia??” I called out in surprise, and she turned to me in tears. What the fuck happened while I was gone?Something had delayed me from being here earlier than expected, but I still came back for her because I had told her I would but to my surprise, I found her in tears.What the hell happened, and who was making her cry? I’d spent the last ten minutes looking for her. I even checked the hall to see if she was with Juliet or any of her colleagues, but she wasn’t there. For some reason, I immediately had a feeling that something wasn’t right. I decided to check another hallway to find her, and that was when I heard a shaky breath, followed by another.I turned the corner.And there she was.Curled up on the floor with her knees pulled against her chest, staring blankly at the marble tiles beneath her feet.Her shoulders trembled, and I could tell she was trying so hard not to cry but was failing miserably at it. Something inside my chest twisted painfully.“Are you okay?”
Yvette“I have an industry event to attend,” I muttered softly, fiddling with my fingers. “I didn’t know you’d need my services today since you asked me to take a day off. Juliet already asked me to attend the event with some colleagues so we could represent WilderSphere.”Dylan didn’t say anything for some time. Actually, he looked kind of pissed even now. We were currently in his car driving out. Thankfully, he had somehow managed to sneak in and sneak back out with me without anyone noticing him.Which was surprising to me anyway because his disguise was actually whack.“I don’t want you speaking to Easton anymore.” Dylan suddenly said, surprising me.Wait a minute…Don’t tell me he was still thinking about Easton? That happened like how many minutes ago? And why was he acting so protective? “Umm… I didn’t go seeking him out; he came to me. I guess he’s one of those over zealous Ex’s that always wants to be in your life.” I shrugged.“As long as he doesn’t come bothering me aga
DylanToday was supposed to be Zinnia’s day off from being my concierge since there was nothing serious to be done today that required her presence, so I gave her a day off.I went about my business for the day, but something still felt off. I suddenly had the urge to see Zinnia, which was weird for me because I didn't even care about this girl a few weeks ago, but now I was itching to see her?“Turn the car around,” I ordered.I was supposed to be heading to my club since Wyatt was already waiting for me there with some girls he had lined up. Helena had also been blowing my phone up with many questions asking me whether I was going to come and if I wanted to hook up like always. I couldn’t wrap my head around any of it. I didn’t want to go to the club, and I wasn’t interested in hooking up with anyone that wasn’t Zinnia. “Where to, sir?” My driver asked.“WilderSphere events,” I instructed, and he nodded. I knew Zinnia would be there today since she wasn’t working with me, and e
Zinnia I stared at the message Wyatt had sent to me a few minutes ago with a mix of emotions.Was he really serious right now, or was he trying to mess with my head? What did he mean by I wasn’t moving forward with the plan and if I couldn’t make Dylan happy the deal was off? How was I supposed to make Dylan happy when he wasn't sad in the first place? Wouldn’t I just look like a fool if I went to him and just go: ‘Hey Dylan, I want to make you happy because your manager thinks it's a good idea for me to do that, and by the way, I’m only doing this because he promised me $4 million.’That sounded dumb as hell.Besides, Dylan hasn’t made any moves on me again since then, and even though a small part of me wishes he would…I just couldn’t bring myself to force anything. There was no way on earth I was going to stoop so low.“Fuck you, Wyatt!!” I cussed and deleted his message. But maybe I could try being nicer to Dylan and give him signals that I was ready to have something to do w
ZinniaIt’s been two days since I accepted Wyatt’s proposal. Sue me…But I thought four million dollars was too high a price to pass on for any reason. If anything went wrong, I could explain it to Elinda, but what I couldn’t do…Was to let my mom lose my father's house, which he used as collateral for a loan. That was one of the things she was still clinging to after his death.All the happy memories we made with Dad were in that home, so I just couldn’t let it go like that, especially when an opportunity to save the house was staring me in the face. Besides…There were eight days left until our contract ended. Eight days until Dylan Reed went back to being an international superstar and I went back to being… well, me.After the contract ended, they wouldn’t have any use for me anymore, right? However, I could tell that something was a bit different between Dylan and me now. I mean, we of the first week wouldn’t believe we’d stopped arguing over every little thing.And stopped try
TravisI didn’t chase women. That had always been my rule. Women were the ones who chased me, begging to be ruined by me and one night was all I gave every single one of them. It was simple and less complicated that way. So why the hell had I spent the last seven days trying to find one girl I ba
ZinniaOh my GodI was going to pass out right now. Because what did she mean I’d have to serve as Dylan’s concierge for 30 days?I mean Dylan? As in Dylan Reed? The same man who hates my guts and expects me to walk the other way or run whenever I see him? The same one I was meant to avoid?What k
Zinnia“Girl what did you do?” My best friend asked and I rolled my eyes. I was sure her brother had gone to gossip about the situation today.He was being a jerk and he deserved it. “I didn’t do anything he didn’t deserve okay? Your brother was being an absolute jerk. Can you believe that stupid
DylanI leaned back against the chair, one arm resting on the armrest while the other held the cigarette loosely between my fingers. The faint glow at the tip flickered as I took another drag, exhaling quietly.Silence.Finally,After the chaos of today, this was the only thing that made sense. Nev







