Wednesday, May 18, 2022

Prove Yourself Worthy (Sample Chapters)

PROVE YOURSELF WORTHY

Wayne Anderson is a highly successful man. A billionaire. A business tycoon. But there was one stain in his story - he was once married and his wife cheated on him. They divorced and it was a messy affair. It has been a few years since that happened and Wayne has been putting all his focus on his empire. That is, until he met Andrea Payne. She seemed ordinarily clumsy but she has this air of confidence about her as she kept proposing business ventures one after another to him. She was hoping he would help.

Chapter 1 – First night

Her hands clutched the sheet beneath her as he mastered her body.

Andrea’s breathing turned heavy and irregular. She’s not sure whether she’s supposed to breath or not in certain moments. When he touched her, she caught her breath. When he roughly squeezed her breasts, she caught her breath again.

“That’s it. Let them hear you.” He whispered against her skin. His mouth pressing wet kisses on her naked body. And then, he captured one breast into his mouth and sucked. The bolt of pleasure that went through her body was dizzying. She’s no virgin but her previous encounters were nothing like this. Those were clumsy, messy and total embarrassments. She hadn’t felt any pleasure, only pain.

But now… her hazy gaze searched for his face. She reached out to touch his hair and guide him as he tasted her body. He moved from one breast to the other and it was bliss to her. She gasped and moaned loudly as his fingers delved inside her folds. Ever since he started touching her, her body quickly responded. She’s wet and ready for him. His actions produced such a noise, flesh slapping wet flesh. His fingers dived deeper inside her with every thrust and she couldn’t help the moans and screams that escaped her mouth as her body reached an orgasm. He didn’t stop. He continued with his ministrations. His hold on her turned rough and it caused a bit of pain. Bearable. Pleasurable. She no longer cared about the noises she’s making. That’s what he wanted anyway.

Wayne Anderson. Her husband. It has been two weeks since they got married. Today, they visited his parents and they were invited to stay the night. He told her that it’s probably a ploy to see how they would be spending it.

“You better be screaming tonight.” He whispered against her ears even before they started. At first, she was puzzled. What does he mean? Now she knew.

There must be ears against the door or pressed against the walls. She’s screaming alright. She’d gone to great heights of pleasure. When he finally towered above her, pushing her legs farther apart, she knew what was to come. She agreed to it. And now that it’s happening, she can’t lie. She actually likes it. He’s definitely skilled in the bedroom and could give a woman real pleasure.

She was supposed to proposition him, but he propositioned her instead.

Her family is on the verge of bankruptcy. Her father trusted yet again another scammer. Oh, he was someone they knew for a very long time. One they consider family. And yet, he went away taking all their money. Or at least, the money in her father’s businesses. He has three. Had.

Andrea had known Wayne since they were kids. They were neighbors. A few times, she used to go at their house and play with him and his sisters. He’s older than her by five years, but she’s fascinated by the boy’s toys. That’s the main reason Wayne tolerated her as a child. There were no other boys in the house and she’s his only playmate.

They grew apart. Her family moved to another place. She lost contact. When Aria went to college, she haunted Andrea through various social media platforms. Even so, she only reconnected with her and Annie. Wayne? No. There’s not a thing they could’ve talked about. She’d heard news about him and his success. And then, there was that scandal about his wife. Well, ex-wife. When he found out that the child she gave birth to was not his, they divorced. It was such a sensational news back then. Afterwards, he had become more successful in business. When dealing with him, you’re never to bring up his past.

When she witnessed her father’s broken figure, she decided that she must do something. Her father is a good man. She sighed. Too good, in fact, that some people abuse his kindness. It wasn’t the first time he was swindled. He’s too trusting of people. But then, some of them are people they’ve known for so long, they wouldn’t really have thought anything was amiss. She couldn’t let him suffer through it.

Andrea sought Wayne’s help. He’s a good man. She knew that much. And he’s highly successful. Built a business empire on his own, for his own. A person whose name yearly appears in the list of young billionaires. He’s not exactly young. He’s already thirty-five. But still considered a young age to attain and maintain his billions.

She thought he might be able to spare her family some, or better yet, help them out. When she asked Aria and told her the idea she had, the other woman shrugged.

“I haven’t talked to my brother in months. Last I saw him was during father’s birthday. But he’ll definitely remember you.”

Not entirely assuring but it’s a chance. It might or might not be successful but it’s worth a try.

When she showed up at his office, his eyes were blazing as he looked over her. She quickly introduced herself and she saw a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Then, she stated her business. A business proposal. She prepared for weeks. When she gave him the copy, he barely looked through it as she started her pitch.

It was clear that she’s nervous. By the end of it, she almost gave up. She changed tact and acted like a close friend coming to ask for help. Which she technically is, but they’re not exactly close friends. She mentioned Aria and Annie, his sisters. She narrated the problems they had in the last two months and how she and her family is trying to start again. She already sat on the couch, almost comfortably as she informed him of everything.

At some point, she realized something is not right. He should be very busy. He wouldn’t have time to listen to her, but here she is… talking for almost half an hour already. She briefly glanced at her wrist watch. She’d also been watching his expressions for any sign of irritation. She’s ready to exit at any hint of annoyance. She dared not offend him. When she stopped talking, he glanced up to stare at her without saying anything. How many hmm had she received since she came in? Not a single actual word came out of his mouth.

“I know you’re busy, so I’ll show myself out now. Please consider this proposal. Even if you don’t accept, if you can suggest a few things that would improve it, I would deeply appreciate it.” She clasped her hands together as she slightly bowed while walking backwards towards the door.

“Then, thank you for your time.” She was hoping that he would at least acknowledge her words. Nothing. She smiled in a light chuckle before exiting. She’s not entirely embarrassed. She’s prepared to be embarrassed when she walked inside his company building. Thankfully, Aria informed his secretary about her which gained her entry and appointment. At least, she wasn't thrown out when she showed up. 

She sighed when she reached the ground floor, prepared to walk through the exit.

What happens now? She smiled to herself as she glanced at the tall building.

Well, back to the drawing board.


 

Chapter 2 – An underlying attraction

Wayne pounded into her as her cries echoed around the walls. He thought it might take a while before he can have her but she proved to be ready and willing. She didn’t resist. She reacted sweetly to his every touch. When he entered her, it seems her insides were sucking him in. She was tight and her warmth was pleasurable to him. Her body and skin were too soft. She was very pliant. He grunted against her neck as he spilled his seed inside her. Her body trembled beneath him and she whimpered after shouting in ecstasy. She was panting against his ears. He’s not finished with her yet, though. Only now did he realize how brilliant his decision was. She would be a nice companion in bed. But of course, she’s his wife. New wife. For a moment, he was reminded of the previous one and his expression darkened.

Andrea didn’t notice anything as she’s too exhausted to move and open her eyes. Her body was still reacting to his movements, though. Soon, she could feel him thrusting inside her again and she couldn’t help moaning as she touched his waist. She didn’t have the energy to cling unto his body. She let him continue and do what he wants. She feels so full inside and she could feel his heat, and the warmth that exploded inside her. That’s right. She agreed to bear his children. In the last two weeks that he hadn’t touched her, she was a little confused. Didn’t he say he wanted me to have his child? She wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, but… he’s a very attractive man. She realized as much. Making love with someone like him couldn’t be so bad, she thought. Now, she can prove it to be true. She did have a bit of a crush on him when she was a child.

When she stepped into his office, he had just gotten off the phone. His mother had been pestering him for some time already, telling him to get a new wife and start a family. His parents are getting old and they want grandchildren. He snorted as he looked down at a document, right before Andrea walked in. She was confident the moment she stepped inside his office, but it clearly deteriorated given his lack of reaction. As he kept alternating between her and the proposal she handed over, a plan was formed in his mind. A proposal, huh? Why don’t he make one?

He remembers her, of course. That child who followed him around, playing with his cars, tanks and army soldiers. Oh yes, there was that toy gun that she accidentally used on herself. That was the most stupid thing he’d ever seen, but it was so memorable in such that she went home crying with a red dot on her forehead. His mom, upon hearing what happened from the neighbors, took his toy gun and smashed it to pieces.

He can say that she grew up beautifully. Her face retained her exquisite features.

By the time she finished talking, he still hasn’t finalized how to propose such a thing to her. He needed a woman. One that his mother would approve of. She’s bound to remember Andrea. His mother liked her as a child, a playmate of her daughters. She will do.

With such a plan, he couldn’t risk picking up a random woman from the street, or from a club. He doubts he could trust another woman with his heart and with his life. Never again would he be lied to and betrayed. He promised himself that when he signed his name on the divorce papers.

But with Andrea’s appearance… he doesn’t exactly “trust” her given how they haven’t been in contact in years, but his sisters reconnected with her in recent years. He frowned. What would his sisters say? He shook his head. Never mind. They’re both old already. They can figure things out by themselves.

When she exited his office, he immediately confirmed with his secretary her contact details. Of course, it’s on the proposal she left as well. Huh. On that same paper, he started outlining his needs and conditions. And of course, what he can offer to make her agree.

When Andrea received a call two days later, asking her to visit Mr. Wayne Anderson’s office, she was more than thrilled. She grabbed the newest proposal she started working on. It was only a very rough draft, but the proposals she’s making are based on her father’s previous businesses, so… it wasn’t that hard, but it was still hard.

She was too cheerful for his liking. She showed up with a very bright smile on her face and greeted him excitedly. He let her talk first while he scrutinized her physical attributes. She’s not so bad.

Andrea started feeling differently, given the way he looked her over. Even so, she managed to continue and finish her delivery of information.

“So, what do you think?” She finally asked.

Wayne showed a nonchalant reaction before standing up and moving around the table. He sat across her on the couch.

“I can agree to your previous proposal and help you make it better. Make sure it’s successful…” He noticed the way her face brightened and her smile widened.

“But…” He let that hang between them.

Andrea almost wanted to pout, but she’s no longer twenty. She’s already thirty.

“But…?” She knew he wanted her to prompt him and raised an eyebrow.

His gaze unsettled her a little. It was the same look when she entered his office the first time. Two days ago.

“I have my own conditions. A separate proposal. If you agree to my terms, I can accept the second proposal you brought today as well.”

Andrea narrowed her eyes on him. He’s got a proposal for her? Is there anything she can help him with? That’s highly doubtful.

“What are your conditions?” Nevertheless, she’s curious to know what this man would want from her. She reached into the glass of water served by his secretary.

“Marry me.”

He stated that without any emotion. A blank expression on his face. He only glanced at her for two seconds before he looked outside the window.

Andrea felt like she was hearing things. No way would those words come out from a man like him.

“Did you say something?” She asked, carefully taking a sip. She’s a bit intimidated by him, but recalling his past self was enough to calm her nerves. She has a few stories of him that he wouldn’t want to be reminded of. It was a little funny to her.

He reached into a folder containing a document he personally prepared.

“These are my terms.” He handed her the folder and she accepted.

See? She must’ve spaced out for a moment there.

She lightly coughed and set the glass down when the title of the document jumped to her. She scanned the bold sub-headings as well.

Marriage Agreement? Arrangement? Requirements? Terms and Conditions?

She flipped to count the pages. Four of them.

“Did you give me the correct document? This says Marriage Agreement.”

He studied her for a minute and his gaze made her feel small.

“You need something from me. I need something from you. It should be a fair trade.”

“You need something from me? You want to marry me?” She blinked, not quite understanding. She’s not delusional enough to think he likes her or something. She simply couldn’t believe it.

“Yes. You marry me and I’ll help you and your family.”

Boy, that was tempting. Recalling his earlier statement, he’s willing to help out with the two proposals she brought.

“Are you romantically involved with someone?” Seeing her hesitation, he was reminded of one question he forgot to consider. What if she already has someone she wants to marry? Well, that stumped him now.

Andrea pursed her lips, her eyes travelled to the right before returning his gaze.

“No, there’s no one. Why, though?” Her expression showed her interest.

Wayne heaved a sigh of relief at hearing her answer. Good, that one obstacle is out of the way.


 

Chapter 3 – The Proposal

Andrea’s aware of his past marriage. He hasn’t been involved with anyone after his divorce. At least, not one that has been reported on the news. She did read up on his latest news when she considered asking him for help, just to get a feel of what he’s like at the moment.

“Since you’re not currently involved with anyone, this might not be unappealing to you. Read it.” He languidly sat on the couch, stretching his right arm on the backrest.

Must he be so overbearing? She’s more interested in the “why” than the “what”.

As she looked at the document, she took some time to think about the situation. Why would he propose such a thing? He’d been married before. If she were him, she might completely vow never to marry again. She’d been in failed relationships and she’s almost close to becoming a cynic. Yeah, sometimes she would think that finding a person who you can have a prior agreement before getting married is a better way to ensure the success of a relationship. Well, technically, that’s what dating is for. And yet, so many people are dishonest and manipulative. You couldn’t fully trust anyone.

It’s a real commitment. Her lip twitched at the agreement she’s holding. Would he sue her if she violates his terms? Oh wait, she hasn’t agreed yet.

Engagement period of three months up to six months. Oh, look. It wasn’t entirely a shotgun wedding.

She stole a glance at him. He’s not entirely unreasonable at this whole thing. She does know his family. What would Aria and Annie say if she suddenly marries their brother? Huh. The engagement period would be helpful. They can make things up. They can say they dated or something. She can straight up lie and say she likes him a lot, which isn’t hard to believe. He would have a harder time convincing his family that he likes her. If she remembers correctly, his mother is quite traditional. A very gentle woman.

Requirements. Fidelity. Honesty. Responsibility. She held her head in one hand, slowly massaging her temple.

“Shouldn’t you properly explain what you meant by these? Requirements. These are your expectations? Fidelity? You want your wife to be faithful. To what extent? Not meeting other men? Not having male friends? Never going on a date with another, or even a simple meeting or outing. Would you even allow your wife to greet people?”

“I’m not that unreasonable. But I would require the highest form of care and discretion. You can’t be seen alone with another man. The rumors will be bad enough. You’ll most likely be compared to my last wife. I assume you know about that?”

“Yes, I’m aware. But why the need to marry? Is it something you actually want?” Her question stumped him again.

In a way, he’s still a man. Despite his past experience… yes, he wanted a family. But currently, he’s not looking forward to it. He’s still cautious. But his mom…

“My mother wants me to get married. She wants grandchildren. She thinks enough time has passed and I should try again.”

Andrea slowly digested that. He’s thirty-five. Not exactly young, but for a man, it’s not that late to get married. Some even get married in their early forties.

“But…” She was about to ask something unnecessary. Clearly, he isn’t exactly ready to try again. He’s going about it like another business deal. She can relate. She’d imagined that a few times.

“But why me?” She changed her question.

It was the first time she’d seen Wayne shrug. After a long time, anyway. Those broad shoulders… he grew up so well.

“Like what you see?” He raised an eyebrow, noticing the way her gaze travelled through every part of his body.

She lightly coughed, “You didn’t answer the question.”

“My family knows you. It would be much easier to say that we reconnected or something, than to convince them that I fell in love with a random woman who they might not like.”

That’s… reasonable. Though she reconnected with his sisters, she hadn’t been to see their parents.

“Did you think I would agree?”

“You need something from me. It’s a case of give and take.”

Well, there’s the catch. But does she desperately need him? She bit her lip. If she’s to think of only herself, she’s doing okay. She’s able to provide for her needs. As for her parents… everyday a creditor comes or calls. Her father’s soft heart couldn’t bear to let others suffer because of him.

She lifted her eyes and stared straight into his.

“Other than the proposals and turning them into actual successful businesses, can you lend me money?” Then, she went on to talk about the creditors and how she can’t bear to see her father agonizing over it.

“I can give you money. If you agree, I’ll see to it that all of your father’s debts are settled.” It would seem she’s going to be agreeable. He studied her profile.

She hadn’t read the rest of the document yet.

“Before you think about agreeing, I suggest you completely read the document. If there’s anything you feel you can’t agree to, then… I don’t think we should proceed.”

“Not negotiable at all?” She fingered the edge of the first page as she continued to read, as he so kindly reminded her.

“Ask if you have any questions.”

The corners of her mouth twitched again at how detailed he is. Basically, he’s asking for a wife who would do everything he says. His demands are quite… reasonable, if she says so herself. Things she might demand from someone she would be in a relationship with… right.

“Is this mutual? If I demand the same things from you… except the financial part, of course. I don’t have the money.” Would he…?

“Of course.” He readily agreed. Wow.

“You won’t be seen with another woman?” She glanced at the list of terms.

“I won’t.” His expression speaks volume. Andrea assumes he’s not in any way interested in women at the moment.

“Hmm… that’s good, then.” She continued her perusal of the pages.

“I will be free to pursue my own career. If I choose to help my father in restarting those businesses I proposed…?”

“Go ahead.”

“But you will help, right?”

“I will.” He has enough assistants to do that, but he does review each project.

“You will support me, financially. But I would be borrowing a large sum from the beginning. Can you deduct a portion of that from this monthly support you included, as my repayment?”

“Sure.” He’s not about to tell her that she’ll be receiving so much more, but let’s not scare the woman away, Wayne reminded himself. He deliberately did not include the exact figure he’s thinking of giving her. He’d have to evaluate her first. At most, as a person who’s having financial difficulty, she’d have appreciation for money and would have known proper budgeting. She’s a business person as well.

Since he hadn’t been involved with any woman in recent years, he’s not aware of the current cost of keeping a woman. He merely thought of an estimate based on what he knows women normally purchase in excessive amounts. A couple of billions a year should be enough. If she haggles, he can double that amount. But of course, he’s going to wait and see. The first proposal she brought, the capital requirement was only ten million. How does she expect to earn millions and billions if the scale is too small? He’d ordered one of his assistants to look into the history of their family business. He might see some relevant information in there.

Andrea still couldn’t believe it. Their problems would be solved, just like that. Was it too big of a sacrifice on her part? Not… really. She slowly answered her own question. She does not have the time to look for a man and get into a relationship in the last few months. That’s not going to change anytime soon. What Wayne is offering is too good. What he’s asking for isn’t so bad. Her main concern is… commitment.

“It says here that you will refuse a divorce?” That was… she couldn’t understand the reason.

“In the event that you violate any of my conditions, if you break my trust, you lose it. I would not be made into a laughingstock a second time. It will be your punishment. We will separate, but we will not divorce. If our marriage agreement fails, I doubt I will try a third time. As for you, even if you choose another man over me, you cannot be happily married.”

She showed him an expression of incredulity. Was it necessary to go to such extent? It was spiteful. She mulled over it. Well, maybe if she’s in his position… she would want some sort of preventive measures in place as well. What she didn’t like about it is how it seems so manipulative.

She grunted, the whole document is manipulative. She would be surrendering her life to him if she agrees, though he inserted clauses on which aspects she can have reign over.

Then, she came across the section about marital relations. Wayne watched as her face turned red. He almost smiled at how flustered she looks.

It says she can’t refuse if he wants to have sex with her. She searched her mind. She has no idea what he’s like as a lover. Is he the type to force a woman? She wore a curious expression before glancing at him. She gulped as she found him looking at her.

“Questions?” He prompted, knowing she must have one. He leaned on the other side of the couch and propped his head on one hand.

“Have you ever forced a woman to sleep with you?” She hurriedly asked.

Ah, yes. He might have chosen the wrong words. He shook his head once. “Never.” He didn’t bother explaining further than that.

“Say if I’m not feeling well, or I’m tired… you won’t force me, would you? Have you ever been violent…? I mean, physically hurt someone? A woman?” Though she carefully worded those questions, his answering glare was enough.

“Forget I asked. Of course, you wouldn’t.” She immediately answered her own questions before hiding her face with the document. The next part was about getting pregnant and giving him kids. Her body heated up at the thought. At her age, she’d thought of becoming a mother a few times. Of course, she wanted to have kids. But she needed a responsible man for that. Hmm, maybe Wayne isn’t a bad choice? He’s definitely responsible.

She’d realized that as one grows up, the reality of life is entirely different from what one imagines.


 

Chapter 4 - Agreement

Andrea bit her lip as she continued to read. Treatment of in-laws. She would move in with him as soon as she agrees, even before the wedding. Hmm… he said none are negotiable. Well, stump!

Household conduct. Facilities. Properties. Prenup Agreement. Well, he must need that one. She’s no one whereas he’s this tycoon ruling the business world. No divorce. No settlement upon separation.

Acts that are considered cheating. She decided to confirm her understanding of each one. As expected, he’s not unreasonable. Of course, she has male friends! Those shouldn’t be counted against her.

“What do you think?” He asked while glancing at his wrist watch.

Subconsciously, she looked down at her own. Well, she might’ve taken much of his time. If she’s not mistaken, she’d been here for more than an hour already.

Wayne cleared his afternoon schedule just for this, but he’s simply used to working every single day that he’s itching to move over to his desk. He didn’t mean to make her feel unwelcome.

“I’m fine with everything, I guess.” She scanned the document again.

“These… acts during the dating period. When is the dating period, exactly?”

He took a moment before answering, “Right. How about two months of dating and then four months of engagement? It might seem too short of a time, but since we already know each other before… it wouldn’t be too suspicious.”

“You specifically mentioned a first date. Me visiting your office a couple of times a week. What are these for?” She’s curious, not quite grasping the implications yet. It’s not that she’s stupid, but things are just going too fast right now.

“I have to convince my parents that this isn’t… what it is. Not a marriage of convenience. Not a contractual marriage. You and I should be able to make them believe that we do have feelings for each other, regardless of the truth. You coming to my office, we can say that’s how we reconnected. Not too far from the truth. Our first date. That’s how we started a romantic relationship.”

Ah, of course. He does things for a reason. Everything will be done for a reason.

“I see. I understand now.” Truth be told, she didn’t want to tell her parents that she’ll be marrying someone because of… money? She’s not exactly after his money but for his help. With the businesses…

Two months of dating is acceptable. She’d introduced someone to her parents within that timeframe after meeting someone. Before, that is. Though, that didn’t end well.

She tapped her fingers upon the documents.

“I agree, then.” This is an opportunity of a lifetime; Andrea knows that much. He’s a very eligible bachelor and many women want him.

Wayne raised an eyebrow. He didn’t think he would be able to convince her today. At most, he expected her to ask for some time to think about it. Well, he won’t say he’s not satisfied with her decision.

Truth be told, there are a slew of things they haven’t talked about but they would slowly discuss them in the coming weeks or months.

“I’ll have one of my assistants help you with the first proposal. As for this agreement, you can sign it now if you truly agree. Then, we can proceed.”

In that second, it suddenly seemed real to Andrea. Her heart thumped loudly against her chest. Oh dear, did she actually agree to this… arrangement? There were only a few seconds of hesitation before she took out her pen and signed on the bar reserved for her signature.

“I won’t be furnishing you with a copy of this, but should you need to review or go over them again, feel free to visit my office.”

“Of course.” She nodded, knowing this agreement couldn’t be leaked outside. The reporters would have a field day. Not only them. His competitors would relish in his embarrassment.

“Tell my secretary to get Jay for you.”

“Okay.” She stood up at the same time he did.

“Since you already signed…” He stepped around the small table between them and stood in front of her. He’s quite taller than she expected. She had to tilt her head back a little. The action was welcome. Wayne reached a hand into her nape and swiftly pressed a kiss on her lips.

He studied her face for a minute longer. “Let’s just say we sealed it with a kiss, as Aria would put it.”

Andrea actually smiled at the way he grumbled about his sister. When his gaze turned scorching, her smile faltered. His hold on her neck remained, then she felt him pulling her forward. Her gasp allowed him to invade inside her mouth. She’s unsure where to put her hands. When the kiss continued to deepen, she slowly rested her hands on his chest. She was embarrassed when she let out a moan. His tongue explored everywhere it could reach. She felt his other hand holding her waist and her body was pressed against his. He stood firm and strong. When she allowed her own tongue to explore, he caught it and sucked on it. She opened her eyes in surprise. Her reaction didn’t escape him. He let it go and sucked on her lips before stepping back. She was panting and her body trembled a little. That kiss made her feel weak. Her legs definitely are.

“What… was that for?” She asked, somewhat absentmindedly.

“We’ll start dating. Soon, we’ll get married. Later, we’ll make babies. Of course, we should kiss.”

His explanation made her gulp. He just mentioned making babies with a straight face.

“Okay.” Is there anything else she could say? The thing is… the kiss made her feel things. They haven’t talked about emotions, only commitment. Seeing him now this close, and after such a breathtaking kiss… it would be all too easy to fall for him.

“You have my number. Call me if you need anything.” He stated before moving away, back to his desk and his mountain of documents. He threw the document she signed into a drawer in his desk before locking it.

After blinking a few times, she hurriedly took her bag and said her goodbye. Outside his office, she asked the secretary for Jay. Is he a man? Maybe his employees are exceptions to his demands?

Or so she thought. Jay happens to be gay and he acted very friendly. For a moment, she couldn’t wrap up her mind around the fact that Wayne Anderson has such an assistant. Jay noticed her zoning out and flicked her forehead.

“Girl, stop thinking about useless things. Boss doesn’t care about those.”

“Oh, okay. I’m sorry. What did you mean you’ve found places?” They’ve been discussing the first proposal. Originally, what she made was a small inn with a diner. Wayne wants it to be a hotel and restaurant. A new chain, perhaps.

“What the…?”

After Jay explained his boss’ instructions, Andrea dropped her jaws to the ground.

“I can’t handle a scale that large.” If she’s to manage such a business, she feels she won’t be reliable. She doesn’t have the experience.

“Don’t worry. You have me. You have the boss. There are a lot of people he can order around. Of course, from what I hear, you’ll get to order his people around as well.”

“What did you hear?”

“That boss plans to marry you? Is this the dowry?” He pointed to the proposal and Andrea frowned. She blushed a little, too. It’s starting to feel more real every minute.

What dowry? Does such thing still exist today? She knows the concept, of course. If she thinks about it, then… yeah, it could be some sort of remuneration for agreeing to marry him.

Wayne’s secretary is a married older woman. She was polite even from the first time Andrea came to meet Wayne. She wasn’t judgmental.

Hmm, what to call him? Calling him by his first name… she’s used to it from the time they were kids. Still… should she use an endearment? Dear, perhaps? Damn. She shivered just thinking about it.

Jay didn’t comment on everything he observed. He didn’t try to pry more information about her relationship with the boss as well. He was simply guiding her through the revised plan for the proposal.

“The thing is… this business is supposed to be for my father. A family business. My father is used to managing small ones. He did manage three businesses at once. Before. But I’m really doubtful if we can… I’m sure the capitalization increased as well. How much would this require?” She suddenly realized another issue.

“Well, if it’s like that… how about if your father is only to supervise the operations? It shouldn’t be too hard or taxing. Boss has a lot of competitive and reliable people to do whatever job your father needs. He will be well-informed of everything. If problems come up, he’ll be consulted but we’ve already experienced almost everything so we usually know what to do in a certain situation. He can relax. He can go and meet the employees, the clients… I know older people feel the need to remain helpful and busy. They need something to do, be active… there’s a lot he can do around. Does he like talking to people?”

He said a lot in a funny way so she can’t help chuckling. She feels at ease.


 

Chapter 5 – Scheduling a First Date

It was a bad idea to kiss her. Wayne realized as he glanced at the closed door of his office. She tasted sweet and he relished in the way she responded to him.

When he was forming the contract in his mind, he thought he might as well satisfy his physical needs. She would be his wife, anyway, so kissing and having sex should be normal. He would admit that she’s attractive and he was attracted. At least, physically.

But that kiss… he hasn’t engaged in bedroom activities since the divorce. He was fairly disgusted with women at that point and didn’t want anything to do with them. It worked well for his business as he shifted all his attention to that. How long was it since he enjoyed a woman’s body and relished in carnal pleasures?

Six months would be too long, he groaned as he realized that now.

The plan has been set in motion. His sisters know she’d come to see him. He’d let her visit his office a few more times before they go on their first date. He called his secretary in to ask what kind of first date would suit him or what would be preferable to supposedly sweep someone off their feet. It was just for show, but he’s very attentive to details. If they’re to convince his family that their relationship is legit, they would have to take proper measures. She seemed to understand earlier, but in any case, he would clearly discuss it to her at a later date.

Tina suggested that booking an entire place would be what’s expected from his status. At least, that’s what women on the internet are saying to be their ideal date with a wealthy bachelor.

Do men of wealth actually do such a thing? Even Wayne had to ask. What he realized when he started earning more and more is that he becomes more reluctant to spend his money. Unless it’s to expand his businesses. That’s how he keeps becoming richer. Still, money is meant to be spent. Women appreciates gifts and grand gestures. Alright. He gave Tina instructions on how to go about it.

Andrea went to his company a few times in the weeks after their agreement. She busily worked with Jay until they managed to finalize the initial plan. Normally, she would quickly see Wayne at the end of her visits to update him and express her gratitude before leaving. They hadn’t kissed again after the first one.

It didn’t bother her as much as she initially thought. Or so she thought. It was when Aria asked to meet that she’s suddenly reminded of who Wayne was. She hadn’t considered what her friends would think.

When she reached the café, Aria was already seated and waiting for her. She was still as bubbly as ever. Andrea suddenly felt nervous. She couldn’t look her in the eye and she stuttered. Boy was she so obvious? She almost wanted to say bye and go hide.

Aria noticed her odd behavior and frowned. She acts like she’s guilty of something. What could Andrea do to make her like this? As she’s used to being direct, she figured the same approach would work well in this situation.

“Alright, spill. What are you hiding? You can’t even look at me.” She kept trying to catch her sight, but with her statement, Andrea finally looked at her. Her expression was so apologetic.

“I’m sorry.” Andrea stated. How to say it? Did Wayne tell her that they should keep it a secret for now? No, there wasn’t anything like that. He did say they should make it as convincing as possible, for his mother.

“What are you sorry about?” Now she’s curious. Between the two of them, it was Aria who would do something that irritates people. Normally, she’s late. She has a sharp tongue. She doesn’t censor her words. It’s always expected that she would be misunderstood.

How to open this topic? Andrea searched her mind but nothing. She bit her lip as she stayed silent. When so much time has passed already, with the silence between them, Aria decided to let it go for now.

She shrugged it off, “If it’s difficult to say, it’s fine. Tell me when you’re ready.”

Andrea smiled at her. “Thank you.”

This time she’s able to look at her friend. In a way, oddly, she can now see the resemblance between her and her brother.  

Aria decided a change of topic is in order. What else could they talk about aside from their careers and prior experiences?

“Right. Have you been to see my brother? How did it go? Did he agree to help you?”

At the mention of her brother, Andrea wanted to cry. She was just hoping to avoid this topic for now. How did it suddenly become the focus? She was flustered and Aria’s eyes widened at her reaction.

“It has something to do with my brother, isn’t it? What did he do?” Now she’s curious. Wayne has become an enigma to his family in recent years. That is, after his divorce. The family doesn’t blame him. If anything, it was that shameless woman’s fault. Still, the scandal was spread widely and it embarrassed the whole family. He has chosen to distance himself from the rest of them.

Andrea’s face reddened at recalling the contents of the contract, and of course, their kiss. It was almost consuming.

“Oh, this I must know. What happened?” Aria watched with wide eyes.

She knew she should say something, otherwise, who knew what things could get inside Aria’s head?

“Well, uhm… he agreed to help me. I’ve been to his company a few times and he assigned someone to work with me. It’s all going well.”

The truth, but that doesn’t explain why she’s flustered.

“Uh huh, and then?” Aria wasn’t exactly positive that her brother would help Andrea. She just tried. But what she said shouldn’t make her flustered.

“Well, uhm…” Her gaze wouldn’t meet hers again.

“Wait, wait, wait… why are you like this? I’m about to assume that you two… did something happen between the two of you?” Her eyes remained wide and her lip twitched. She slightly shook her head. Wait. Andrea and Wayne? Well, they were quite close when they were kids. Looking at Andrea, she’s definitely beautiful.

“What did my brother do?” She’s not interested to know what her brother does with women but this is her friend.

Before she misunderstands, Andrea decided she can tell her about the kiss. She wouldn’t be able to face her friend if she thinks they did more than that.

“It was just a kiss!” She finally confessed while turning even redder.

Aria had her mouth open in surprise. Damn, that was unexpected. Wait, is it?

“It’s… uhm…” What else can she say? Andrea should’ve thought this through before meeting her. Who knew she couldn’t even bring herself to hide?

“Wait, wait, wait… so you went to meet him?”

“Yes.”

“He agreed to help you?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve been to his office a few times?”

“Uh huh.”

“He kissed you?”

Andrea bit her lip again before nodding.

“Wow…”

Wait, her reaction doesn’t seem like she’s angry. Andrea glanced at her.

Wow? What does she mean with that?

“What should I do?” Instead of asking what Aria is feeling, she thought it would be best to ask her for advice. If she says to stay away, then that means she doesn’t like her for her brother. Wait, she already agreed to him. Would he allow her to back out?

“What do you mean? What are you asking?” Aria wasn’t expecting that question.

“Well, he is your brother.”

“And so?”

“What do you think I should do? Stay away? Keep going? But he’s helping me, so…”

“Wait, wait, wait…” Aria organized her thoughts.

After a while she asked again, “He kissed you?”

“Yes.” This… how many times would she be asked this question?

“Did he force you or something?” By the way Andrea was asking her, Aria can’t fathom why she would be asking what she should do.

“Well, no… he didn’t ask but…” How to say it? It wasn’t unwelcome? Her eyes riveted left and right as she searched for the right word.

“Did you like the kiss? Do you even like him?”

“Well… yes.” She could only admit. And it’s the truth as well. Frankly, she didn’t need to fake liking him. He’s a very attractive man.

“And…?”

Andrea frowned, finally staring at her. “And?”

“The second question? Do you like him?”

She blushed again and that was answer enough. Aria sighed before shrugging.

“Well… it’s not my place to say anything. I can only assume that he won’t have kissed you if he doesn’t like you. He didn’t ask for anything weird after agreeing to help you, did he?”

“No, nothing like that.” She lied and it seemed normal. It was not proper to say bad things about him. When she thought about it, she feels that she should protect him. That was weird. She can’t let others spread rumors or talk badly about him. What was it he wrote? A virtuous wife.

Aria shrugged again before taking a bite out of a donut.

Andrea reached for her glass of cold coffee.

“I mean… would you…” In the end, she couldn’t ask anything and simply sighed. They were silent for some time.

When her phone rang, she scrambled to take it out of her bag. She froze when his name showed on screen.

“Aren’t you going to answer?” Aria asked, having heard it ring for too long. It would be disconnected soon and it did.

“Why didn’t you answer?”

“Uh, nothing. Must be a wrong number.” Andrea replied but then the phone rang again.

She quickly answered and turned to her side.

“Yes?”

Wayne stated an establishment and its address. “If you can’t come to my office on Friday afternoon, meet me there.”

“What’s up with the place?” She whispered.

“Why are you whispering?” He noticed the way her voice changed.

She cleared her throat before using her natural voice. “Nothing. I’m outside, so…”

“Would you be available on Friday?”

“Friday? This Friday?” What’s the situation? Are they meeting investors?

“Yes.”

“Of course, what time should I show up?”

Aria listened to her side of the conversation and noticed how strange it was.

“That’s not my brother, is it?” Her voice floated into the call.

“Who’s that?” Wayne couldn’t place the voice but he heard someone talk.

“I’m with Aria.” She grimaced as Aria grinned.

“I see.”

Andrea waited for him to say more or maybe greet his sister but he merely hung up.

Wait, what just happened?

“What was it about?”

“I’m not sure. I think we’ll be meeting investors. You know, for my business proposal.”

“Uh huh, doesn’t sound like it.” She took out her own phone and dialed Wayne’s number.

“What?” He wasn’t very friendly when answering her calls.

“Are you going out with Andrea on Friday?”

Wayne could almost picture what happened when she mentioned she’s with his sister.

“That’s none of your business.”

“Uh huh, she thinks you’ll be meeting investors, though. Is she right?”

“What investors?” He hung up on her and left Aria dumbfounded.

Andrea couldn’t help giggling at her reaction. Then, her phone rang again.

“Yes?” She remained polite in answering his calls.

“We’re going on a date.” He flatly informed her.

“What?” But he already hung up even before she could ask. Her mind was spinning as she stared at her phone. It was Aria’s turn to giggle.

“What did he say? Was it a meeting with investors?” She already knew the answer, though. She’s only teasing.

“Uh, no.” When she shook her head a little, Aria openly chuckled.

“Did he say something so hard to believe? He asked you out on a date, didn’t he?”

Despite not answering, Aria continued.

“I’m guessing he only informed you and wasn’t asking. I hope you don’t mind and still go. My brother could be eccentric.”

“You don’t mind if I go?” The reasoning behind her question was simple. Andrea wasn’t about to choose him over her friends. If Aria says to stop seeing him, she would do so. 

“Why not? Maybe you’ll do my whole family a favor if you do date him.”

Her lip twitched at her statement.

And so, Aria offered to answer any questions she may have about her brother. Yes, she’s about ready to sell him off. To be honest, Andrea’s mostly concerned about his dating life.

“Nah. We think the divorce affected him very much. We haven’t heard him get involved with anyone after that. Maybe he’s recovered. It’s been years already.”

“I see…” She was about to ask about his previous marriage but she didn’t think it would be appropriate at this point. They’re just starting to date.

Aria, too. Whatever his plan was, she didn’t want to sabotage his brother. She was careful not to talk about his failures in that marriage. She didn’t want to scare Andrea away, in case Wayne actually likes her and there’s a chance they could work out being together. 




Sunday, November 28, 2021

Try Harder (Sample Chapters)

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TRY HARDER

Alena Reed is a hopeless romantic. And when she falls for someone, she falls hard. Too bad she’d set her eyes on Christan Taylor. He’s twelve years her senior and a very successful businessman. She realized they have business ties but they weren’t acquainted. That is, until her sister got married. The first time she’d seen him, she was moved by his story. But of course, she knew that wasn’t the whole of it. He’d been married before and has two children. His wife was killed years ago. Does she pity the man? No. But in her eyes, he’s extremely attractive and in need of affection. Love. Despite her father’s disagreement, she still chased after him. He rebuffed her many times, but she promised to try harder. Whatever it takes.


Chapter 1 – First meeting

Alena doesn’t know why she has to come with the rest of her family to this meeting. The sister of her brother-in-law has returned and asked to meet everyone in the family. She’d been gone for quite a long time; her family knew since Alexander told them. Her sister, Alexis, has been married to him for a couple of years now.

Still… why must she come here with them? They don’t even know the woman, even if she’s technically an in-law. More and more people came to the exclusive suite. Most faces are familiar to him. And then, he came.

Her eyes were suddenly glued to the man and she isn’t even being discreet about it. She openly stared at him. He didn’t seem to notice. Her older sister, Alice, did.

She saw her rolling her eyes at her and told her to behave in a whisper. She merely smiled before looking at the man again. He’s definitely her type, appearance-wise. Also, she does prefer someone older when it comes to her relationships. She knew he’s older than her. By how much? She can’t be sure yet. She’s guessing it could be more than five years. Wait, that’s not right. Alexander is six or seven years older than her sister and he looks younger than the eye candy. Her man looks more mature but still very handsome. Yes, she’s one of those women who gets attracted based on physical traits first. The personality and all the rest can follow after that.

Given how he’s here, she’s guessing he’s just as successful as everyone in the room. Should she go over and make small talk with him? He seems like a loner. She’d seen Charles Cross approach him and they seemed to converse for a few minutes. She couldn’t hear what they spoke about, though. It’s as if the single couch was made for him. Her parents were busy speaking with Allen and Axel, Alexander’s brothers. The wives are chatting together as well.

When the awaited person showed up, it seemed like an emotional reunion. The men, her brothers, were crying. She would’ve found it funny except she knew how much they missed her. And she’d heard so much about her. She’s a great person.

Everyone has questions, and she answered them one by one. Finally, the man spoke and the contents were quite… dark. From the conversation, she could surmise that someone died. Or was killed, actually. Lee said they managed to capture the culprits or something, then she gave him a hug. She was instantly jealous. Oh, how she wished those arms were around her instead.

Oh, dear. She knew what her reaction meant. She has feelings for the guy. Well, it isn’t the first time she fell in love at first sight. She’s smitten. Her imagination already run wild and playing a scene of their wedding day.

Alice pinched Alena’s arm when she seemed to be daydreaming again. Given all these people around them, it’s not appropriate to tease her, so she’ll wait until they’re back home. She can tell from her expression alone that her sister is infatuated.

At least, before that day ended, she finally learned what his name is. Christan Taylor. Lee’s brother-in-law. Her lip twitched. In-law of her in-laws. But they aren’t exactly related. It’s merely associations through marriage of their relatives. Whatever.

As soon as they left and she was seated in their family car, she entered his name on the search bar. Alice who was next to her inched closer. She also has her phone out. She would like to know who that man is and tease Alena about it.

He’s a billionaire and owns a liquor business. He’s involved in the sale and distribution of various liquor brands, here and abroad.

“Forty years old this year, Alena. That makes him what? Twelve years older than you.” Alice teased her.

“He’d been married, though.”

She rolled her eyes at that comment. “Didn’t we hear just earlier that his wife was killed? Did he remarry? Is he currently married?”

They both searched for the information. What they got is that he’s got two children at home. They’re almost teenagers now, she surmised from the given birth years.

There’s no information about his current civil status. Is he still a widower?

They can’t find any article about him dating or marrying someone else. Heck, they can’t even find the article about his first marriage.

“Huh, I guess we can just ask Alex if he knows something.”

“Do you think they’re close? They didn’t seem close.” Alena noted. Well, she’d been observing him too much earlier.

“Well, they might not be close, but he could still know some things about him, no?”

Alice quickly sent a message to Alex. It was short.

Is Christan Taylor currently married? Or is he single and available?

This is how Alex mistakenly thought that it was Alice who’s interested in him.

He has no reason to dissuade her, though, so he answered honestly.

He didn’t remarry if that’s what you meant. Single, sure. Available? I can’t be sure.

Alice showed Alena his reply and they both giggled. Their parents don’t know what they’re on about. They’re busy with their own conversation, but those giggles got their attention.

With how strict their father is, they’ve learned to date behind his back. They would get into relationships without telling him, because then, he would demand to see the guy and interview him with the rest of the family. It’s mortifying. Alex went through it and he managed to get their dad’s approval. Well, he’s a good guy. Back then, family was a sensitive topic to him and they even made him cry. It was one memorable past.

That night, she asked Alice to pester Alex for Christan’s phone number. Her sister relented but Alex didn’t give it to her. She tried a few more times, but the man has integrity. Or does he? Is it possible he doesn’t have Christan’s number?

She told Alena the results of her efforts and left her to it. She would have to find a way to get his number on her own. And ways to get his attention. A message or a phone call won’t cut it.


 

Chapter 2 – Business relations

Alena is much more persistent than Alice. She went directly to meet Alexander and ask him for Christan’s number. Her sister, Alexis, doesn’t like them bothering her husband, so she’s sure Alexander wouldn’t want her sister to see her at their house. She was waiting at the door as he fetched his phone. She was grinning. Let’s pray he’s not gonna give her a fake one.

He came out and looked at her with a stern expression. He’s been friendly and approachable before, when he and her sister were still dating. She and Alice has been asking him for advices for their businesses. He’d been very helpful but Alexis doesn’t like them pestering him most of the time. Well, he taught them enough already.

“You’re aware that he’s been married before and he’s much older than you?”

“Of course. Aren’t you older than my sister, too?”

“Yeah, but you can double that number. Also, he’s got kids. Are you sure you want to pursue this?”

“Quite sure. I’m not one to fuss about the details. Free kids, no? I won’t have to go through the pains of labor.”

At this, he frowned. “Don’t you want your own kids?”

“Of course, I do. But more without the pain is nice, no?”

His lip twitched at her statement. Her thought process is quite peculiar. She’d been staring at his phone the whole time since he returned with it.

“Don’t tell him you got his number from me. I don’t want to lose my liquor supplier.”

At that thought, she blinked at him.

“What?” He noticed this strange expression on her face.

“Right. I think my liquor supplier is also his company. Not on your scale, of course.” She perked up at that. She can have a legit reason to seek the man out. Maybe set up an appointment for a business meeting or something.

She held up her phone and eagerly waited for him to give it to her. He simply sent it to her as a message.

Grinning, she thanked him profusely.

“Think this through. Are you sure you want to do this? It won’t be easy to get his attention. And if you do, there are children involved. He loves them, obviously. If you can’t get those two on your side, you don’t have a chance.”

She rolled her eyes at him. “Do you think I’m stupid? Of course, I know that.”

“And you still want him? A previously married person with two children, who’s what… twelve, thirteen years older than you?”

She can only wink at her brother-in-law. “Yep.”

“Don’t give me that shit about how love moves in mysterious ways.”

“Is that what it is? I don’t think so.” She dismissed it. She’s just a hopeless romantic. All she believes in is that there’s someone out there for her. And his name is currently Christan Taylor.

“Be careful.”

“Thanks. I’ll go now. Thank you.” She skipped through their lawn, out the gate and towards her car. Evidently very happy with her accomplishment today.

Alex sighed. There goes nothing. He closed the door, just in time for his wife to ask if it was Alice bothering him again. He told her it was Alena, wanting Christan’s contact information. She looked a little bothered and he advised her to keep in touch with her sister.

Alena went to her office and checked if it was really Christan’s company that was supplying them with their liquors, especially the wines.

It took a while before she found the documents. She was relieved, though. It was his company. Now, what to do with this information?

She hasn’t been very attentive to their business relationships and connections. Well now, she has a reason to and to one in particular.

Their orders aren’t exactly sizeable. Her chain of small restaurants is… well, small. Compare that to Alex West’s Queens Hotel… it’s miniscule. She sighed. She can’t demand anything with this little business between them. She would have to check with Alice and Alexis if he’s also their supplier. If not, she can convince them to change it. That would be an opening. But of course, it’s not guaranteed that it will be Christan himself who would discuss business with her. He’s got assistants and employees, no? She needs another way to approach him. Not just this. This isn’t enough.

She decided to ask around about him and see what she can get. He’s not very sociable but he does attend events. He’s still a big name in the industry. She also found out about a bar he’s personally operating at the edge of the city. She kept asking about that one as it could be her entry point. She made sure to confirm that it’s not an exclusive bar.

Alena was shaking her head. Is that it? How is it not being crowded? The location is not very accessible, but I think that’s the main point. He doesn’t want many people in it. Still… people who would like to speak with him, there must be many. Women who’d try to get his attention, like her. Business people who’d like to talk business with him.

There must be something, is what she figured. She needs more information on that end. She doesn’t want to go only to be embarrassed. She doesn’t want to mess up her chances.

And so, she spent more days planning how to get close to him. From what she heard, the man simply ignores women who tries to seduce him. She’d like to witness that before making her own move. Seduction is still an option but there must be a good way to execute that. And that’s around Plan C or D. Definitely not Plan A or B.

Alena does have a beautiful face and a sexy body. She kept herself fit all these years. But she understands not everyone would be attracted. We all have our own preferences. She can only hope Christan would appreciate what she has to offer.

 


 

Chapter 3 – First attempt

She doesn’t want to act so obviously the first time so she just went to check things out the first few times. She brought Alice and then she brought her other friends.

She was able to accomplish what she needed to do: gather information. He does serve at the bar for a couple of hours or so every night. Except during weekends, which he apparently spends with his kids. She finds that admirable. Unfortunately, she can’t find photos of his kids on the net.

There were also nights that he’s not present. Either he’s attending an event or having business overseas.

Three weeks later, she decided to approach the man. Not exactly going up to him and striking a conversation. She plans to sit at the bar and hope he’ll be serving that night. She did see him talking to his customers, so she’s hoping for the same.

Alice would be a terrible companion. She tends to tease. Coming alone would be best, but it’s suspicious. He might think she’s looking to hook up with another customer. That would be bad. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to go alone.

She carefully chose her dress for tonight. Red and black are too common. She went for a printed one, kind of a summery vibe. Well, it’s yellow and black. The kind of yellow that’s easy and pleasant on the eyes.

She took a seat and ordered a glass of orange juice. Huh, she couldn’t drink much, even when she tried increasing her tolerance in the last few weeks. She simply got wasted and unproductive. Alice assumed Christan would have high tolerance since… you know. One time, they were discussing how she’s going to seduce him, if it comes down to it… the matter of his alcohol tolerance was brought up and they concluded it would be difficult. They’ve seen plenty of women in skimpy outfits parading in front of him these last few weeks. None of them caught his eye. He’s a difficult customer.

She checked herself again. No cleavage on display. Her make-up is natural. Her hair flows down her back. Her skin is fair and she only wore a faint scent of perfume. Nothing over the top. Classy and elegant.

She was essentially too absorbed in her thoughts when Christan came and started serving. He was chatting to some of his frequent customers. He started from one side and worked his way down the bar. He was methodical that way. Yes, she didn’t catch his attention but he did think she looked somewhat familiar.

“Can I get you anything?” He asked as he stared at her drink.

Alena blinked as she looked up, then she blushed. How could she not notice he’s already here? The coloring of her cheeks didn’t go unnoticed, but Christan thought it’s because she was shy at being caught unawares.

“I’m not really good with alcohol. Do you have anything someone like me could drink safely?”

“Of course. Do you want a selection? I can make two or three.”

She smiled. Alena didn’t think he would talk in long sentences. This is much better than she imagined. Still, she knew he’s just treating her like any of his customers.

“Sure.” She watched as he prepared her drinks.

“You look a little familiar. Where could I have seen you before?”

She chuckled. She’d been coming here for three weeks and if he didn’t figure that out, it means he really didn’t notice.

“I’m guessing not here. I’ve been coming here for a few weeks now.”

“Really?” He looked a little surprised but not totally interested. She knew those expressions.

“Yes.” She focused on watching him again before letting out an “Ah!”

He looked at her curiously.

“I forgot about it. I think we first met at Queens Hotel. Board suite. Lee’s return.” Yeah, she was totally acting this part. How could she forget where she first laid her eyes on him? Hopefully, it looked genuine from his perspective.

He raised an eyebrow and visibly paused what he’s doing.

“You were there?” He sounded doubtful.

“Yes. She’s an in-law. To be honest, that was the first time I saw her as well. I didn’t know why my whole family had to be there until she explained.”

This time, he was looking at her more closely. “What’s your name again?”

Inwardly, she was grinning. She might be leaving him an impression. Any sort of impression is fine by her, as long as it’s good.

“Alena Reed. If I remember correctly, you’re also in-laws with her, right?”

“Yes. She’s married to my brother.” He finished one of the drinks and presented it to her.

“My sister is married to her brother.” She reciprocated with an explanation.

“I see. How do you like my bar so far?” He turned to business.

“I like it. My friends and sister enjoy coming here for the atmosphere. And the drinks, of course.”

His lips curved up a little. “And you? What have you been drinking all those times?”

“Juice? I’ve almost gotten every juice on the menu. My friends would order something for me but I don’t remember what they’re called.”

“I see. Try that one first.”

“Thanks. This is new.” She hasn’t had this particular drink before.

She hummed her approval of its taste. “How much alcohol is in it?”

The look he gave her is unexplainable. She couldn’t discern if it was a good look or a bad one. She hoped he’s not thinking she’s dumb.

“I used a very tiny amount of a 5% champagne. You should be good.”

“Thanks. It tastes great. What is it called?”

“Sublime.”

She smiled but her brain reminded her, he was talking about the drink, not you.

He finished the second one and set it on her counter.

“This is Cherry. It should taste sweet, and a little sour.”

“Thanks.”

“Why are you alone today?”

She’s surprised he even asked, “Oh, my friends are busy today, but I needed a break, so…”

If she was honest, she’s taking too much break chasing after him. She’s currently unsure what the state of her business is. She would face that reality soon. So far, she’s not getting any serious calls from the people she left on management.

Her concerns showed on her face and Christan interpreted as she really needed a break.

He tapped the third glass in front of her. “Hope this helps. Enjoy.”

“Thanks.” She’s sad to see him go, but has to. She’s new here, anyway. She listened to his conversation with the next lady and it was kind of personal.

He might have felt her eyes on him as he glanced at her a few times. She didn’t bother diverting her gaze. She personally feels that would be a worse reaction.

The lady seems nice. She wasn’t flirting with him. She does look older than her, though.

The men after her seems like very close friends of his, but they were more carefree. She imagined him acting that way and she almost giggled. He’s handsome and looks younger when he’s talking more. She’s starting to understand why he decided to still work the bar, even if it’s just a few hours every night. This might be the kind of socialization he prefers.

These people seem nice and good to talk to. The lady next to her has been observing her for a while now and her lips curved upwards as she realized something about Alena. The girl couldn’t take her eyes off the man. She likes how reserved she is, though. Not openly flirting with him earlier. She knew Christan from university. He hates the flirtatious ladies who come to him with their bodies displayed.

“Hi, my name is Gia.” She decided to converse with her.

Alena turned to her and smiled. “Hello, I’m Alena.”

“So, I’ve heard. Tell me, you’re here for Christan, aren’t you?”

Alena couldn’t stop herself from gulping. She picked up her orange juice and took a sip. Why does she feel like choking? She briefly glanced at the man, hoping he didn’t hear her question. He didn’t, did he?

Gia’s smile widened. She openly surveyed her appearance before speaking, “You look nice and demure. I’ll give you that.”

“Uh, thanks?”

“You’re not gonna ask him for his number? What kind of opening are you going to make?”

Alena shook her head slowly, while squinting at her. She knows what she’s talking about, but her plan doesn’t follow those actions. At least, not at this time.

“Interesting. How do you plan to get close to him, then?”

Alena figured it won’t hurt talking to this stranger. She seems nice, not at all hostile.

“I’d like to take things slow. Make it as natural as possible.”

“I see. What exactly are you feeling for him? Is it just lust? Admiration? I’ve heard the bit about both of you being in-laws with someone, so I’m guessing you’re not after his money. Oh right, are you aware he’s got two children?”

Alena smiled again.

“Yeah, I’m aware.” She glanced at Christan again. He’s now serving the last person on the bar.

“Admiration? Sure. He seems like a really nice guy. Responsible. Successful. Very attractive. Lust, you say? Maybe a little.” Her insides involuntary clenched at the thought. This close to him, she’s now familiar with his scent. Musky. Masculine. Heady.

Her plan ultimately includes a seduction if all else fails. That means sleeping with him, no?

Gia chuckled, seeing the change in her expression. Well, she can’t blame her for desiring Christan. That man is extremely desirable, except for his background which is the cause of most complications. Well, she’s already thinking he’s wholly disinterested in women, in general. He has never dated anyone since his wife’s death.

It’s probably because most of the women who approached him criticized his dead wife. They don’t know the real story. Yes, everyone thought she was with a lover when she died in a car crash. Only the closest friends of them know what’s true.

Alena, being there when Lee explained, also knows the truth. She sympathizes with him and she wanted to give him her love.

 


 

Chapter 4 – Meeting the kids

It wasn’t a bad first attempt at trying to get his attention. He now knows her name. Would he remember it, though? She was asking this to herself when Gia started talking to Christan and reintroducing her. The lady was tenacious at matchmaking. She’s at a loss how to react. Should she vehemently refuse and deny her feelings? Or should she acknowledge them in front of him? It’s a crossroad. Each has its own pros and cons.

“Are you really not considering dating? You’re going to let your sons grow up without a mother to guide them? Do you really believe you’re enough? I doubt you guys talk about girls and crushes. They need a mother figure, consider that, would you?”

Alena was in awe of this woman. She can say those things to Christan? They must be really close.

Christan grunted, showing an irate expression before serving her with a clear drink.

“Look, there’s this gentle lady who’d been staring at you for a while now. I don’t think she’s brave enough to talk to you. What do you think of her? She’s pretty, isn’t she?”

Alena almost choked while sipping her drink. She didn’t think this is how the woman would involve her in the conversation.

Christan kindly gave her a glass of water and some napkin. It was embarrassing and she flushed furiously. Either from embarrassment or his sudden attention. He did look at her more thoroughly. She is pretty but he’s not going to tell her that. He’s not looking for a relationship.

“Look, you’ve embarrassed her. You can’t even agree that she’s pretty. That hurts a woman’s pride, you know?” Gia continued, unfazed by his uncooperative reaction.

Christan let out a soft sigh. “She is beautiful. I don’t think anyone needs to tell her that.”

With his statement, Alena turned to look at him. He’s not wrong. She knows she’s beautiful. She can’t help smiling.

“That’s true.”

It was Gia’s turn to choke. “No, no, no. You should let the guys compliment you and receive them shyly. If you confidently state something like that, they would think you’re a proud person and difficult to deal with.”

“Is that so?” Alena seemed to think she has a valid point.

“What’s wrong with being confident and proud?” Christan asked. He particularly likes those kinds of people, to be honest. He finds them easier to talk to. Not much bullshit, less nonsense and they’re very direct.

“I think it’s more about the projection. You can be confident and humble. You can also be confident and haughty. It’s in the delivery.” Alena commented. That’s how she sees it.

“Okay. That’s also valid.” Gia agreed, throwing a furtive look at Christan.

“How about you, Alena? Are you currently dating?”

Her eyes widened. She’s trying to create openings for her, isn’t she?

“Oh, no. I’m currently unattached.” She briefly glanced at her man. Yes, she’s already claiming him. Sometimes, manifestation works.

“See? How about you take her out on a date?”

Christan knew he’s being set up, yet again. “I’m not interested in dating. How many times must I tell you that?” He flatly turned it down.

“Aww, you’re making me feel bad.” Gia turned to Alena.

“I’m sorry you get to be rejected like this. It’s my fault.” Her words made Alena feel better. Yes, she felt a little hurt by his rejection and have no idea how to proceed. Gia helped her out.

“It’s alright. Maybe we can try again another time.” Here, she directly revealed that she’s interested in him.

Christan caught her words and turned to her. Their eyes briefly met and he was the first to turn away. She almost chuckled. But she also knew it’s in rejection and not manly embarrassment.

“Ohhh, I’m starting to really like you. How about next week? Will you be here again?”

“Sure. Same day, same time? It’s a date.” Alena beamed.

Their wordings made the man grunt in derision. “It sounds like you two will be going on a date. Why do you still involve me?”

“Honey, it’s common for women to go on dates together. Shopping. Chatting. Talking about men.” She wiggled her eyebrows at him. Her use of endearment wasn’t lost on Alena, though. She kept wondering what their relationship actually is.

She turned to Alena again, “How about shopping before coming here? Should we meet earlier?”

Alena smiled, “I can do that. Why don’t we exchange numbers, then?” She brought out her phone and they continued to chat.

Christan didn’t linger. He excused himself and went to attend to his other guests.

The two women didn’t mind. Alena accomplished her goal for tonight and more. He’s now aware that she’s interested in him. While chatting with Gia, she still glances in his direction. She only caught him glancing at her once. She dared to hope he glanced at her more times than that.

Christan isn’t really interested. He’d had plenty of women telling him they like him. He does get invitations to go on dates every now and then. It doesn’t seem to end despite the fact the he never went to one for years. People know that.

He’s got calm ones, like this Alena, then there are those overly persistent women. It would come close to harassment sometimes. Some people just can’t take rejection well.

Alena went home satisfied. The following week, she spent some time to check on her business. Her desk was flooded with documents and reports. Her assistant presented her with summaries of what went on in the last month. Essentially, there’s nothing too bad. But they’re seeing a slow decline in revenues. It should still be reversible at this point. She assumes it’s due to competition. There have been two or three new restaurants popping up in every city. They needed to upgrade their menu or introduce new dishes. This is what she was busy with that week. She spent most of her time in the office.

Thursday afternoon, she went out into the restaurant to unwind. Her body aches for some reason. She did some stretches while looking around at the somewhat empty place. The dinner crowd should be here soon. 

The door opened and her gaze was drawn there. Customers!

Uh, well… two kids came in. One directly approached the counter while the other took a table near a window. She listened as the boy ordered a few dishes. Her employee asked how he is and said a few things she didn’t catch. They seem friendly. He glanced at her before returning his gaze on the cashier. He paid with cash and went to sit with the other boy.

“Do they frequently come here?” Alena asked.

“Yes, miss. They come at least twice a week. They’re regulars.”

Alena frowned. She’d never noticed them before. But then again, she hasn’t been out in the dining area in so long. She let her managers and employees connect with the customers. Also, this isn’t the only restaurant that they have. This just happens to be their main store and where her office is set up.

With nothing better to do, she approached the kids. She took a seat on the opposite table.

“Hello.” She smiled at them and they turned to look at her.

“My name is Alena. I own this place. I was told you’re regulars here. Do you enjoy the food?”

They exchanged glances. One replied, “It’s alright.”

His answer stumped Alena. Well, he’s not entirely wrong. She chuckled.

“I see. Why do you often dine here, though? If the food’s just alright.” She made sure to sound friendly and amused. It is amusing.

“Our mom liked the food here. She used to bring us here before.”

“I see. Where’s your mom? Sounds like she has great taste.” They did say she liked the food here.

They exchanged a glance again. She noticed that they seem to have blank expressions from the beginning.

“Our mom’s dead.”

“Oh…” Well, that killed the mood. She coughed to clear her throat. “I’m so sorry about that.”

There was silence for a minute or two before Alena could continue.

“Do you come here when you miss her, then? What’s her favorite?” At this question, the younger one seemed to smile.

“She particularly liked the roasted duck.”

Alena beamed. That was their first specialty when the restaurant was just starting out. This is their first ever store back in the day.

“Really? She really has great taste. It’s my favorite, too. How about you?” She looked at each of them in turn.

They named different dishes. The older one seemed very reserve when speaking.

A server came and set the dishes on the table. She noted the roasted duck and the dishes they each mentioned.

“Do you always order these three or have you also tried other dishes?”

The older one snorted a little and she’s not sure if she should feel offended. Yeah, she might have asked a dumb question.

“We do eat these once a week. Other times, we eat other dishes. We’ve already tried everything on the menu.” The younger explained. She likes him better.

“That’s nice to hear. We’ll be introducing new dishes soon. I hope you would enjoy them, too.”

“I look forward to it.” He beamed and they started reaching for the utensils.

“Go ahead and eat. Can I stay or do you want me to go? You haven’t told me your names yet, have you?” Alena stood up, ready to go if they don’t want to be bothered.

The younger one looked at his brother, who only shrugged.

“You can stay.” The little one decided.

“My name is Drew. Andrew.”

“I’m Carl.” The older one stated. He pulled the roasted duck dish towards him and started cutting it into pieces.

“Do you want me to help? It’s a big duck, isn’t it?” It’s supposed to be a dish for a small group or a family.

He thought for a few seconds before offering her the utensils, a knife and a fork. She carefully cut the duck into small pieces. The kids went to take some into their own plates.

She was almost salivating at her task. She hasn’t eaten yet.

“Can I have a piece?” She asked them, her eyes already zeroed in on one.

“Sure.” Carl replied this time.

She took one into her mouth and relished its flavor. Yum.

“Thanks.”

She sat down again and Drew started telling her stories. Mostly about their mom and the things that happened when they go out to come to this restaurant. She’s happy to know that her place holds a significance in their lives. It makes her feel better about her purpose.

 


 

Chapter 5 – Second attempt

She met Gia on the mall and they did go shopping for clothes. They chatted and she bravely asked how she came to know Christan. They seemed very close, in her opinion.

“We went to university together. Classmates. We dated a couple of times, but it’s not meant to be. We’ve been friends ever since, but we haven’t been really close since I got married and he did, too.”

“I see.” Alena digested the information she was given. She bit her lip before asking another one.

“About his wife, can you tell me anything about her?”

At this Gia raised an eyebrow. “Well, what do you know about her?”

“Just her name and that Christan really loved her.”

“Ah, yes. Well, I think that’s all you needed to know. What’s the point of knowing how they met, how they fell in love, how they dated? It’s all in the past. She’s gone. What you need is to make him see you, and not a semblance of his first wife in you. Don’t go that route.”

Alena was amazed by her words. Yes, her thoughts were along those lines when she asked that question. Gia’s right. She shouldn’t try to be like his first wife. That made her grin.

“What is it?” Gia was intrigued by her smile and raised an eyebrow.

“You refer to her as his first wife? Does he have a second one already?”

“He doesn’t. But you are trying to be, aren’t you? Isn’t that the whole point of setting you up with him?”

“Is that right?” Somehow, she’s not wholly comfortable with the setup. It wasn’t part of her plan. It has its own pros and cons but she hasn’t had the time to consider them at the moment.

They bought some clothes. She and Gia were in love with this maroon dress.

“You’ll look seductive but still elegant in this one. Go on and try it.”

Alena did and the dress highlighted her assets. It was a somewhat tight fit but still comfortable to wear. They bought it.

The bar has been open for over an hour already by the time they arrived. Thankfully, there were vacant seats at the bar and Christan received them warmly.

“I see you two really went shopping.” He noted before serving them with drinks. By now, there’s a tacit agreement on what they would like to have. Also, they trust Christan’s judgement on these things. Alena simply drinks whatever he prepares for her.

“We did. It was fun. Alena and I have a lot in common so we have a lot to talk about.”

Alena grinned. That, they did.

Gia furtively glanced at Alena and then at Christan. She must do something, is what she figured. After about fifteen minutes, she executed her plan.

Alena was looking at Christan serving a couple down the bar when Gia abruptly turned in her seat. While doing so, her glass full of beverage splashed onto Alena.

She gasped in surprise, inhaling sharply and pausing.

“I’m so sorry, Alena. I thought someone called me and I looked over.”

She’s still in shock and didn’t move for about ten seconds. Gia already grabbed the napkin Christan handed over and dabbed at her blouse.

“This won’t do. You’re soaked. It’s a good thing we shopped earlier. Why don’t you change into the dress we bought?”

Alena stared at Gia. It all happened too fast and just as she was thinking the woman has ill intentions, she figured out what she’s trying to do. Though, she’s not sure why she thought it’s necessary to pour her a drink.

“Okay. Let me just go to the bathroom.” She was still flustered and didn’t bother looking around. She is embarrassed to be seen like this.

Christan frowned at Gia. “Aren’t you going to help her?” He raised an eyebrow.

The woman drank the remaining liquid in her glass. “In fact, I am. Save our seats, would you?”

Gia followed Alena and quickly helped her change. She did not allow her to speak about the incident, though. They’re still in the bar’s public restroom, after all. Someone may hear. Alena understood.

“You look gorgeous on this number. Don’t look like that. Own this dress. Be confident and comfortable with it.”

Alena ran her hands on its bodice, making it fit her curves. Taking a deep breath, she stared at her reflection.

“Do I really look good?” She sounds doubtful. Gia rolled her eyes at her.

“Are you blind? Now, let’s go.” She pushed her out of the restroom and they returned to their seats. She only looked a little uncomfortable. This dress is very different from the casual clothes she was wearing earlier.  

“I think I smell like cherries.” She did wipe her body dry earlier, but it’s not exactly washing herself.

Gia chuckled. “Ripe for the picking?”

Alena groaned at her attempt at teasing. Christan was within earshot, too.

“It suits you. Let’s ask Christan, why don’t we?”

Alena blinked at her. What is she saying?

The man raised an eyebrow upon hearing his name.

“This dress. I’m saying it’s gorgeous on her but she’s doubtful. What do you think?”

Alena was suddenly feeling conscious. Is he looking at her? She looked at herself and made sure she’s poised. Then, she looked up to see him staring at her. He was definitely nonchalant about it.

“It’s alright. It suits you.” He finally stated.

It was Gia’s turn to groan. “That’s not how you compliment a woman. If it looks good on her, you must say it’s totally beautiful.”

He can’t help but roll his eyes at her. She’s setting him up with Alena again, isn’t she?

“Be more confident.” He said this to Alena and she blushed.

Gia clucked her tongue. He’s hopeless. She decided to let it go and continued chatting with Alena about clothes.

“We should go to the beach sometime. My husband owns a resort.”

“Oh… I’ll check my schedule, then.” She replied before glancing at Christan.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to invite him and his kids. He takes them out to the sand once in a while.” Gia assured her.

After a couple of hours, they decided to call it a night.

“You surprised me.” Alena turned to Gia after they entered the latter’s car. The older woman offered her a ride home.

“I did, didn’t I?” Gia knew what she’s talking about.

“For a second there, I thought you were sabotaging me.” She showed wide eyes to her.

Gia chuckled, amused by her statement and expression. It was understandable, though.

“But why couldn’t I have simply worn it after we shopped?” She was curious. Was it really necessary to pour a drink over her?

“You’re missing the point.” Gia gestured. “I naturally brought his attention to your…” She pointedly looked at her cleavage and Alena was bewildered. That’s her reason?

“And you didn’t tell me beforehand because…?” This is her last question.

Gia shrugged. “I’m not sure if you’re good at acting, so I figured it could only be a natural reaction on your part. Your reaction was genuine.”

Alena sighed, relieved. “Well, thank you. I was rattled, so I didn’t notice… did you see him looking at my chest?”

Gia grinned. “I did.” More than that, she caught him glancing at Alena a few times. Whatever his reason is, it’s a good thing.


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