Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Husband

Clad in white tailored shorts paired with the same color-haltered strappy backless top and a stiletto, Skye Monticello makes her way to the bar counter. "One glass of martini please" Her soft smile was rewarded by a polite yet admiring one from the bartender. "You're new here" He starts a conversation while preparing her drinks. "Yes, and I'm excited about the new experience" Her charming smile bring out the little dimples beside her lips. But her best asset is her monolid eyes that disappear whenever she smiles or laughs. Usual for having an Asian mother. "Enjoy" With a lingering smile, the bartender carefully serve her drink. "Thank you" Her face brightens seeing the luscious liquid inside a delicate glass. Taking a sip, her smile widens while she locks gazes with the bartender. Who in return smiles at her upon seeing her satisfied smile. "Enjoy" He mumbles before turning to another customer who took his spot two seats apart from her. With a charming smile, she carefully raises her glass to him before taking another sip. Her way of thanking him for the second time. Looking at both of her sides, she finds the place decent. And while enjoying her drink, she keeps on taking a contended deep breath. She feels so proud of herself for what she had achieved recently. She got her dream job and tonight she will celebrate her little success. Not just with a fine dinner and champagne but maybe a man for a night if she got luckier. She came from a humble family but her parents are way too cool to let her explore life. And now, at twenty-two, she is an ocean apart from her homeland. Despite being alone in a foreign country, she is excited to be paving her way to the corporate world. As she always dreams about. As a newbie, with limited experience, luck is on her side. She got the job as secretary of one of the executives in the Wright Group of Companies. Who doesn't dream of being in WGC? They are everywhere. Even if she was offered as a janitor, she will happily grab the chance to work there. "You're such a lucky girl, Sky" she's sheepishly smiling while mumbling to herself. The night is great and she is enjoying it. The pub is not so crowded to her relief. Just like how she wanted though she has been looking forward to meeting new acquaintances. "You're alone, honey?" Disturbing her silent reverie is a handsome man in a coat and tie but she's not interested. Yes, she plans to have a hook-up tonight, but she will know when the right person comes. "I'm fine, I'm waiting for my husband" casually, she replies. And her response immediately sent the man away after mumbling his apology. "The men here are way too cool" Discreet with her astonishment, she mentally remarks. She wasn't expecting turning a man down to be this easy. Taking a sigh, a contented smile graced her lips. Since her arrival in the country, she feels a different kind of freedom. She can do whatever she likes here, no one knows her and she knows no one. It's exciting. Sipping her drinks, she discreetly scans the entire room. And someone in the corner caught her attention. Like her, the man is alone with a scotch on the rocks in his hand. His faraway look tells how his thoughts are somewhere else. She doesn't want to be intrusive by openly staring at him so she looks away. But for a reason unknown to her, her eyes seem to be magnetized by the aura the man is exuding. Her eyes voluntarily turn in his direction for the second time. Despite their distance and the not-so-bright light inside the pub, she could tell the man is smoking hot. His firm muscles are screaming inside his not-so-tidy white long-sleeve shirt. The first few buttons are already loosened and the sleeves are clumsily rolled before his elbows. But it's still perfectly tucked around his slender waist. By the look of him, he obviously had a rough day. Whoever he is, she surprised herself by feeling so protective of him. If not for her prompt response to stop herself, she almost approaches him. But the man is exuding a nonchalant aura that no one dares approaches him despite the number of women glancing his way like her. Unlike the women in the pub who are all busy watching the same man at the corner, other men continued hunting. And Skye is among the prey. "You looked lonely, baby girl. Fancy a great company?" She cringely rolls her eyes at the cheesiness of the line from the man who sits close to her. But instead of showing her annoyance, she plastered a sweet smile on her face before facing him. "I've irritated my husband too much, he took his drink away from me. Don't want to annoy him more" With a sulking smile, she discreetly points at the man in the corner to prove her charade. Following her finger, he saw the man from afar who happens to glance his way. He was met by a chilling cold eye that made him scurry away, leaving Skye. Though surprised by the man's odd behavior, she shrugs it away. It's a relief he left. She has no plans of dealing with a terrible company with the mood she has right now. This night must be great. But the man was not the last. As the night deepened, the pub is getting packed. Another two approach her. Unfortunately, they are not her type so she sent them away saying the same thing about her annoyed husband. If only they are just closely gorgeous as the man at the corner, she could reconsider. But no one seems to come close to how handsome he is. "This might not be a great night, after all, Skye" she frustratedly mumbles to herself as she continues to sip her second glass of martini. Oblivious to the envy of the women who heard her boast about her husband. She has been in the pub for hours and aside from the man in the corner, no one piques her interest. "Maybe it's time to go home" She whispers after gulping half of the remaining liquid inside her glass. Seeming to have a pointless waiting, she gets ready to go back. "I'm over with my vexation" Startled by the presence beside her, her head snaps to the side where a figure occupies the seat next to her. And she was more stunned upon realizing it was the man at the corner of the room she had been watching earlier. Aside from what he said, his mere presence made her head go blank. Like a fish out of water, her mouth opens and closes. Failing to speak her mind. "You told everyone your husband is annoyed at you. The reason, you, 'my wife' was left alone" he continues after seeing her bafflement at his presence. "I've overcome my 'irritation' now" he added, emphasizing the word irritation. His brows arched to the show she put up earlier. Still unable to speak, she just keeps on staring at him while he did the same after getting no response. "And since you are ready to leave, let's retire to our room, my lovely wife" Without tearing his gaze away from her, he casually told her. "You better keep your charade or the men you just turned down would think you are toying with them" After she continues to be dumbfounded, he leans close to her ear and mutters. From someone's point of view, they are being intimate, but she knew better after hinting at the warning in his voice. "Ahm..." Clearing her throat, she straightens her stiff limbs while trying to act casually with his closeness. They are almost pressed together and it doesn't do well with her sanity. His manly scent mixed with the expensive cologne he was wearing is quite lethal. "Your room or mine?" Getting a grasp of herself, she softly asks. She doesn't know where her courage came from but she doesn't want to contemplate at the moment. Maybe from the two glasses of martini, she consumed. This is what she has been waiting for and she won't miss the chance though she doesn't want to get her hopes high. This might be a show he is willing to play. Anyway, she was not sure if he is really inclined in spending the night with her. Still, she's nervous and at the same time excited just being this close to him. "If you will feel safer, let's have your room" he responded without moving away from her. His hot breath fanned her skin and she caught the smell of alcohol. Everything about him is stirring something delicious inside her. And it's making her more excited. "My room, it is" She casually smiles while trying to hide her trepidation and her shaggy breath. And though she has expected him to assist her, she was still surprised by the arm rounding her slim waist. His possessiveness overwhelmed her aside from noticing their height difference. For her five feet three inches tall height with an added three inches from her heels, she still didn't reach his shoulder. He is quite a giant. Walking side by side, they left the pub amidst the envious gazes from around. A perfect couple in everyone's eyes. And like a real couple, they played their part as they headed straight to the elevator. She expected he will let her go once the door closes but she was wrong. He continues to hold her firmly. "We're alone now" She calmly reminds him despite her hitched breath. "Was it for a show?" He casually retorted without removing his arm around her. He even tighten his hold that plastered her to his side. His entire palm rested on her back, caressing its bareness. The way he looks at her not only intimidates her but made her dumbfounded. All she did is meet his piercing gaze while dulled by the deafening beat of her heart. "Well, bad news, wifey. I don't intend to just have a show here" With a smirk forming on his lips, he cups her chin as he closes the small gap between their faces. But he pause before their noses touch. "I expect you to do what every wife should do to placate her husband after a fight" He earnestly added while his thumb caressing her slightly open lips. "A great sex" ***tbc**

Chapter 2 Chapter 2 The Right One

"A great sex" His words made her tense for a while but a slow smile carves her lips. "Of course" With a challenging smile, she agrees, earning her a satisfied smirk. And the challenge was gladly accepted. The moment they were inside her hotel room, she was immediately ravished by his demanding kisses. "Haaah..." She had the chance to fill her lungs with air after he releases her from scorching his mouth. She almost cannot keep up with his ravishing passion. Not expecting such fervor. But she is loving his rough ministration. Tilting her head upward, his lips and tongue trailed her jaw upward until he reached her ear. With his hot breath and wet tongue gracing her fevered skin, goosebumps cover her entire body. He was aware of her delicious response and it's fueling his desire. His hands are exploring her body, seeming to be memorizing every curve and crevice. Until she felt the coldness around her hips. It only means one thing, her garments are gradually discarded. "You're...waiting for... a hook up" Between his ragged breaths and kissing her neck, he mutters. It's not a question but more of a statement. "Yes," she manages to respond amidst his pleasurable assault on her body. "You've turned down a lot" he added, nibbling her jaw. "I have a high standard" she mumbles while enjoying his hands and kisses. "So, I met the standard" he gently bites her chin. "First in my rank, actually" she smiles while clinging to him for support. Her feet are losing their strength and she needs his strength. His hands are also doing wonders to her body and she has to gasp her every breath. "Care for a name?" he breathlessly asks. "Nah, it could complicate things" Despite her euphoria, she declines. "Just a hook up...just a night" like a realization, he mutters while glancing at her. "Yes" readily, she replies. She was tempted to know his name and give him hers, but she got hold of herself on time. It's supposed to be just a hook-up. "Well, then. One night it is..." with a clenched jaw, he mutters before continuing with what he left off. One of his hands grabs her butt and grinds her against his hard bump. While the other is making its way inside her top. "Ahmm..." With closed eyes, her body voluntarily arches. "Perfect grab" he mutters after his hand found her perfect-size mount. "Hmmngh..." was her only response to his gentle kneading. His expertise is overwhelming her senses, she lost grasp of what's happening. She realized she was lying down after she felt the softness underneath her. "Am I worth the first rank?" with his heavy breath fanning her face, he nuzzles his lips against her skin. "Exceptional" she muster to say amidst the breathtaking pleasure he bestows on her body. With him hovering above her, she felt dominated. And she was fully aware of his hands, playfully trailing their way between her legs. "Ahh" her body voluntarily arches when his fingers start to play with her moist slit. Teasing her to yearn for more of his touch. "Please...." her desperation sounded as she chase his every light stroke. Her breath is becoming heavier and heavier. "Please, what?" with his eyes plastered on her grimacing face, he continued to lightly caress the wetness moistening his fingers. "More..." she doesn't know what she was asking for but she knows there was something he should do to appease the hunger he stir deep inside her soul. "Of course..." his heavy breath rumbles her ears. "Ahrghh..." her moan that sounded like a growl echoes in the silence of the room after his fingers did more than teasing. Her body arches and it stays mid-air while she relishes the pleasure of his every stroke. "So wet..." Watching her gasping face, he breathily mumbles. His fingers are dripping wet while making their way, up and down her precious jewel. "Ahhn..." With her fingers digging into his arms, her body voluntarily moves to the rhythm she wasn't aware she knew. She no longer cares how she looks while she opens her legs wide to accommodate his huge frame, especially his fingers. Waiting for the unknown. While her loud moans fill his ears and it's fueling his fervor. "You're ready for me..." he huskily whispers. "Yes... " deliriously, she moans. She is trembling and she seems to have lost control of her body from anticipation. "Open your eyes" With a stern command, he waits for her to obey. She did obey despite struggling to focus. With her gasping breath, she meets his intense gaze. He could see the ravenous desire she yearns to fulfill. The delightful response of her body to his touch is satisfying his desirous need to possess her. Ceaselessly, he continues to fondle her readiness. Making sure she could accommodate him. "Look at me and don't dare look away" He hoarsely added. And she did. Their hot breaths met as they are closely staring at each other's ravenous eyes. "Yes" with the hitched breath, she whispers, almost inaudible. The anticipation intensified when she felt the smooth tip positioned on her entrance. About to gain entrance. And it did as his hips thrust forward. "Ahrgh!" With her nails digging into his skin, her pained cry echoes. "Fuck!" Suddenly, he stopped midway. Abruptly propping his elbows to support his weight from thrusting deeper. "What the fuck?" With gritted teeth and contained fury, he glares at her. However, she was not able to see his anger with her closed eyes. "Open your eyes. Look at me" clenching his jaw, he demanded. His body is trembling from the need to be sheathed but was repressed. "Just...let me...breath...please" Forcing herself to meet his scowling gaze, she tries to beg whilst her pained voice. "What's your game?" But he was not placated. "None..." She desperately denies it. A tear drops from her brimming pained eyes. "Don't make a fool out of me" With a dangerous hint in his voice, he warns. "I am not... Please... just give me time" she continues to plead whilst the unbearable pain below her body. "Shit! Fuck you" Angrily, he mutters while pulling himself out. "No...no, please don't...argh..." Her words were trapped when she felt another jolt of searing pain from his harsh movement. "What's your game?" Gritting his teeth, he asks again. But this time, her hand is wrapped around her neck, choking her. If a glare could kill, she was long dead. "ahck..." Despite how futile her chance was, she tries to remove his hand from her neck. "Please...I can't... breathe..." With wide eyes and gasping for air, she begs. Seeing her bloodshot eyes, brimming with tears, he abruptly released her. In a fleeting moment, he lost himself in the fury he feels. "-ough...-ough...-ough" Holding her neck, a whopping cough follows as air rushes to her lungs. Whilst in their awkward state, he remains angry. But despite his growing anger, he controls himself as he watches her compose herself. He even took the chance to glance below his body to see the streak of red mixed with the usual. And it confirms it all. "What's your game? Answer me!" With chilling coldness in his voice, he demanded. "As I have said...none" After being able to speak, she turns to meet his piercing eyes. "I just want fun tonight. That's all. If my being..." She pauses to take a deep breath. "If it matters to you, then I understand if you will leave" she continues without tearing her gaze away from him. As their intense gazes lock, silence rules. Both are on their own contemplation.  His earnest piercing gaze bore on her, somewhat drilling her innermost thoughts. "No matter how huge I am, I can't make you bleed like this" after a while of silence, he mutters with a clenched jaw. "Yes, this is my first. You're my first. I want to lose it to someone worthy of my attention. And it's you" Without inhibition, she candidly retorted. "I don't need a game. I can have a man anytime but I waited. Until I noticed you. I know I found the right one" she added while still holding his gaze. "We are both adults. I want this and if you are willing to splurge for me, then let's stop talking and do it. But if you can't indulge me, then you are free to leave" she casually added. As much as she wanted to convince him, she deems it would be pointless. She will not stop him though she would be upset to be left hanging. The grueling wait is slowly consuming her self-confidence but she endures the tense silence. "Then bear with me" he coldly mutters. Before she could realize what he means, his lips covers hers with a punishing kiss. But the kisses did not distract her from his intrusion as his hips firmly thrust forward. "Ahhhn..." Her muffled groan was drowned in his devouring kiss. But despite her dulled state, she was aware of the fingers intertwined with hers. With his act, she surprisingly found comfort. Rough and tender, that's how he is and it immensely appeased her from the pain. Not long, they are moving in rhythm. And the pain she felt earlier was gradually replaced by something wonderful. A sensation she cannot explain. All she knows, it's bringing her to a certain pinnacle. A journey to the unknown. But unlike earlier, there's something more than the pleasure he was starting to bestow her. And suddenly, realization struck her. "You've taken it off?!" Gasping from their lengthy mouth duel, she raves in pure surprise. "Ahhn..." Despite her shock, she can't help but moan as he continues with his steady onslaught on her tightness. His hips' rhythmic movement and how her body responds to it are distracting her. She is becoming more defenseless by his delicious attack. The bed moves with them while ragged breath fills the emptiness of the room. Like two wounded animals, they noisily traverse the direction toward the zenith of their heaven. It's a short yet rough path and they were so close to reaching the peak. "Ahhn...""Arghh..." Grunts and groans erupted as their sweaty convulsing bodies tense at the apex they just reached. Their heavy breath fills each other's ears while he was slumped above her. She bears his weight which surprisingly gave her unexplainable solace. "Did you realize, what you did is precarious?" she whispers after a while of having a grasp of her heavy breaths. However, she got no response from him. He continued to be buried in the crook of her neck. Unbothered by his weight, crushing her. "You took it off" She added after taking a deep breath. "You want fun tonight, show me more" He mutters instead of dealing with her concern. Slowly he straightens and propped himself to look at her in the eyes. And he saw her hesitation. "I'm clean if that's what worrying you" Whilst his calm tone, she could hint at the sharpness in his words. Gauging his temperament, she stares at him for a while before a chuckle erupted from her. "Let's loosen up. This is not the one-night stand I'm fantasizing about. This should be fun with a lot of s€x, not a series of confrontations" Chuckling, she mumbles. While he calmly watches her face. "Yay...!" Suddenly, she was veered atop him. Stradling him while their bodies were still joined. And their position brought the monster deeper than she was prepared to accommodate. "Argh..." Quickly, she braced her weight above him but she was still overwhelmed by the fullness she immediately feels. "Shit" She mutters under her ragged breath while she tries to adjust the depth of his intrusion. She would try to pull to ease her delicious discomfort but some of her movement would unintentionally push him more inside. Imitating the rhythm they just had earlier. "Fuck" Her unnecessary activity atop him is making him crazy. Her innocent ministration is simply revealing her inexperience and at the same time giving him conflicting emotions. "Oh, shit. I'm leaking" Out of nowhere she exclaims with wide eyes. "Urgh" He loudly groans when she suddenly lifted herself to take a look at their joined bodies. But quickly slumped back after hearing his loud outbursts. "Ahh, shit. That was good" She raves in surprise after realizing the pleasure of what she did. She even tries it for the second time and her eyes voluntarily close while relishing the sensation. If she's fascinated, he was on the brink of losing his sanity. Above and joined to him is a naked splendor, ready to be ravished. "Get this hips, working" His ravenous desire to possess her again resonated in his deep voice. Cupping both sides of her hips, he guides her to move the way he wanted. "Ahhn...this is great" Panting, she exclaims while moving her hips at a steady pace. She enjoys her ride for a while before she leans forward to claim his lips that he has been biting while watching her. "Uhm..." His groan was stifled by her demanding kiss. It's now her time to dominate him and it feels great. Though her kisses lack expertise, it affects him in an unexpected way. She is enjoying her innocent ministration until her kisses trail his prominent jaw down to his neck. She starts with soft nibbles until he noticed she's sucking his skin. "Fuck, you're marking me" he mutters whilst in his delirious state. He was never been marked and never on a one-night stand. But the woman dares to give him not only one but several of them. Despite his hard tone, she remains unaffected. And with a sheepish grin on her beautiful face, she meets his glaring gaze. "I've been dreaming to make hickeys. I want to try it" she casually explains with a sweet smile. "I feel like an expert" she mumbles while caressing the spot of her masterpiece. Proud of what she did. "Fuck, I have an important meeting tomorrow and I'll be wearing your marks. I'll be in real trouble" He irritatedly mumbles while rubbing his neck as if he could erase the red and purple fleck she made. "It's just hickeys, what worst could happen?" With a shrug, she retorted with nonchalance. Looking at her like she had the dumbest question, he glare at her with pure annoyance. He has all the patience in the world but the woman has the power to rile him. It's something new to him and to think they are in the middle of having s€x. "Forced marriage" he mutters which made her eyes widen and dropped her jaw. ***tbc**

Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Hickeys

Despite giving her a fright of possible forced marriage because of the hickies she gave him, they still manage to finish their second round. Exhausted and satiated, they fell asleep and it was before dawn that she starts to stir. Disoriented and pained, she tries to focus. Then, the memories of last night came rushing. And despite the discomfort she feels, a sleepy smile graces her lips. It was the best night of her life. A night she will never forget. Taking a deep breath, her nostrils were filled with the masculine scent of the naked figure next to her. It's another new for her, experiencing waking up with a man. And she's liking it. She admit it or not, it brought warmth to her heart. As much as she wanted to continue to be enveloped in his strong arms, she forces herself to wake up. She needs to leave. Ever so slowly, she carefully removes the arms wrapped around her. And when she thought she was successful, she cautiously eases away from him to get off the bed. "Where are you going?" His hoarse from sleep voice startled her together with the hand that abruptly grips her arm. For a while, she froze on her spot before slowly turning to his side to find him still with closed eyes. But not long, they start to squint until it finally opens. "Where are you going?" He asks again after getting no reply from her earlier. But she was too immersed in staring at him to grasp his words. His bed hair and sleepy state are adorably cute. She hasn't thought she would find his disheveled look, fascinating. Unlike last night, she doesn't feel the lust that burns her. This time, seeing him in such domesticity hits something different than just a need of the body. "You want to use the bathroom?" He mumbles while rubbing away the sleep from his eyes. "Ahm...yes. I will be taking a shower. It's almost morning, I need to go" Coming back to her senses, she quickly explains. Her words made him pause what he was doing to thoughtfully stare at her. Seems to just have realized it was the end of the one night they shared. "It's almost dawn. Cinderella needs to leave or she will turn into a pumpkin" she tries to joke at the complicated look in his eyes. But it was a joke that even she doesn't find funny. She never expected that a one-night stand could be this complicated. She was not prepared that leaving could be difficult. Even he was looking at her, unamused and at the same time deeply thoughtful. "Yeah, just for a night. Right?" He scoffs while nodding, fully understanding what she meant. "Yes, one night" Nodding, she tries to smile but her lips seem too heavy for a smile. "How about the name" He added drily. Not expecting too much from her. She made it clear last night, but for no apparent reason, he brought it up again. Taking a subtle deep breath, she slowly releases it with a sigh. Somehow knowing he already expects her response. "That would just complicate things. Let's be a stranger to each other" Another laborious smile carves her lips. "And if we happen to cross paths again, let's pretend we haven't met. That this night never happened between us" she added. The more they talk the more her chest constricts heavily. Is this what she is supposed to feel after a rumble under the sheet? How could others survive every time they have a one-night stand? Or it is just her because it's her first? Haywire thoughts are filling her head. A lot of questions she needs to answer. But she won't dare ask. "Hah..." She was pulled back to the present when she hears his sarcastic chuckle. And while staring at his piercing eyes, she gave him a soft smile. That's all she could muster. It's been a moment of pure silence as they lock their gazes before she was pulled back into his arms. She was startled but she didn't resist. Whatever he plans to do, she's surprisingly looking forward to it. "Then, let's have the last round" He mutters while snuggling her lips before claiming them. And like a moth against the temptation of a flickering fire, she was enticed. She allowed him to ravish her body. But unlike the previous night, he is more gentle. Almost tender that's she's loving it. Without losing fervor, their every move is unhurried. Seeming to be relishing every moment that they are together. If not for being a stranger, they could have mistaken their act for making love. For someone with experience, it is way far from the usual rumble of a one-night stand. For the third time, he claims her. But this time it's somewhat cherishing gentleness, almost soulful. Both are aware of the invisible connection developed between them. But given their circumstance, they are desperately struggling to resist. "Ahhn..." Her moans were muffled by his slow lingering kisses while they move in rhythm as one. Different from their previous ones. With her arms wrapped around him, her hands move to explore his splendor. Seeming to memorize every firm muscle of his perfectly toned body. He feels great in her touch. While he did the same. His hands wander around her flawless nakedness. As they pave the way toward their heaven, they pour everything into the unspoken language that only lovers know. They dance to unheard music. Their bodies knew their deepest yearning amidst the certainty of not meeting again. It's just a one-night stand. They are supposed to just hook up and leave. But their impending parting seems arduous for her. And it's been in her mind since she left the hotel. Leaving the stranger who has been a huge part of her unforgettable night. No matter where her feet and her crazy brain would bring her, she will never forget the man who claimed her first. "Thank you for a wonderful experience. Whoever you are" She whispers while blankly staring far away. The sun is already rising on the horizon and her flight is about to depart. While the plane rises into the air, her heart continues to sink deeper into unexpected despair. The heaviness is overwhelming her and a tear fell down her cheeks. The realization struck her hard but she fervently shakes her head while massaging her constricted chest. "Shit" She has to take several deep breaths to ease his laborious breath. The first time she got affected by leaving. "Why should you be special?""No, you're nothing special" She kept on mumbling while taking deep breaths. Convincing herself everything is normal and she must go on with her plans. "Clam down, Skye. You're just being trivial. Stop being sentimental" she added with closed eyes. She has a few hours before landing and with the exhaustion she feels right now, she plans to sleep. But her head is haywire. Thankfully, exhaustion won. She unknowingly enters the pit of slumber while she's busy reminiscing her thoughts of last night. All thoughts were pushed to the corner of her head the instant she disembarks. She needs to catch a cab or she will be late. It's her first day on the job and she doesn't want to create a not-so-good impression about tardiness. Thankfully, she decided to change her clothes at the airport before she took her flight earlier. From the airport, she will go directly to work, and luckily, a lot of cabs were waiting outside of the arrival. With unconscious tapping on the armrest of the vehicle, she fervently looks around the new territory. It was her first time being in the country and she feels like she did a great decision. "This is what I envision it to be" She cheerfully whispers while watching the proud skyscrapers around the city. The most industrialized city she's been with. "Wright Group of Companies is a massive factor in this country's success" she mumbles without expecting a response. Several buildings, if not all, display the WGC emblem. An obvious reality that the city is ruled by the biggest conglomerate in the world. "If one of the Wrights would pursue a seat in politics, they would surely dominate. The entire population loves them. But they are too busy for politics" The driver who has been discreetly watching her fascination with the scenery around, speaks. "Really? They are amazing" With wide eyes and a sweet smile, she raves in surprise. "Tourist?" He amiably asks. They are used to tourists visiting the country, especially the main city. "No, sir. I will be working at the WGC main office" Proudly, she announces. "Wow, congratulations. Employees of WGC are well compensated. You're lucky" With a sincere smile, he salutes her. "Thank you" she sweetly smiles before her eyes caught the tallest edifice among the skyscrapers she saw along the way. "We are almost there" The driver gaily announces upon seeing her gaping at the towering structure ahead of them. "Good luck with your job. Have a great day, madam" After stopping at the very front of the enormous building, he turned to look at her. "Thank you" she just absent-mindedly mumbles while getting out of the vehicle. Indeed she was speechless about how magnificent the place is. The photos on the web did not give justice to its true grandeur. "This is it, Skye. This will be our playground for now" she whispers to herself while she looks up at the intimidating structure in front of her. She has to squint to see its top but the sun is too bright despite wearing sunglasses. "I will be late" Realizing the bright ray of the sun, she was reminded of the time she needs to be at work. "Shit, you can't be late, Skye" she mutters under her breath while taking long strides towards the building. Not only her who is in a hurry. The lobby is full of well-dressed quickly pacing people. Everyone looks elegant in their business suit. Good thing she chooses to wear nude-colored tailored pants paired with her white chiffon long-sleeve top with the same color inner camisole. Only a classic diamond earring adorns her ears and a white strap watch is around her wrist. Her two inches stiletto sling-back pumps the same color as her pants, finish her elegant attire. Glancing at her watch, it's still fifteen minutes before clock-in but everyone including her doesn't want to dally. Clutching her white Lou Lou bag, she joins the pool of hastening employees toward the elevators. It's quite packed but she managed to find a spot. Standing in front of the doors, she entertain herself by watching the number display when she noticed an unobtrusive commotion on her right side. "One of the heirs has arrived""I really can't get enough of these brothers. They are such perfection""Gorgeous like their parents""Who arrived? We are lucky to see one of them this early in the morning""The third heir, I think. Those are his security""COO Xander Wright is always the charming one, unlike Sir Alek and CEO Lucas. The two older brothers are so dangerously intimidating. I'm scared to even look at them when I happen to meet them here" Curious to see the topic of discussion among the employees, she tries to stretch her neck to skim the crowd. Searching for the person they are talking about. And indeed, a group of several men in black suits are rounding a prominent figure. "Yes, it's COO Xander Voulker Wright" someone confirms in a hushed voice. "He is so handsome""Are those kiss marks on his neck?" With pure shock, someone raves in contained enthusiasm. "What? Let me see" Tiptoeing and trying to be discreet, some of the women made a ruckus of stretching their necks to have a peek. "Shit, Mr. Xander Wright is covered with hickeys" someone also exclaims in hosted voice. "What an audacious woman to have left her marks on Mr. Wright""Is he in a relationship?""I don't think so. He doesn't relationships" Murmurs started to whir around, but Skye's focus was not on them. It's on the imposing figure whose face she will never forget. Looking at the man whose eyes were concealed by expensive sunglasses, her entire body went cold. If he was aware of the murmurs around him, he shows no hint. But he slightly turned toward the noise and where she was standing. Abruptly, she turns away, afraid he might spot her. She hides as much as she can from the people beside her. She just can't believe her misfortune of being in one place with him. Did she just spend the night with one of the heirs of the Wright Group of Companies? Because the man standing several feet away from her was the man who claimed her innocence. And the one she gave hickeys. Xander Voulker Wright. ***tbc**

Chapter 4 Chapter 4 The Man She Cannot Forget

Glancing for the second time, she got her confirmation. Her body went numb as she gapes at the man in disbelief until he disappeared inside the elevator. The one that ordinary employees were not allowed. Even after the door closes, her eyes are still glued in his direction. What should she do? But before she could find an answer, she was pushed towards the open elevator. So as not to fall, she goes with the flow. The entire ride has been a conflicting battle for her haywire thoughts. She wanted to flee but her feet are too weak to even take a step. Until she reaches her floor. With slow unsure steps, she went out. But unlike the others who kept their hastened pace, she went to the corner to lean on the wall. She needs to compose herself before facing anyone. "This is a huge building, there's no way we will easily bump into each other. Or I could try to avoid him" she whispers, trying to convince herself to stay calm. "I can't mess this up. I want this job" She frustratedly continues while taking deep breaths. She can't still compromise in her mind that her one-night stand was her future employer. How can she face him in case they will have the chance to meet? Will he remember her? Maybe or maybe not. As the clock-in is nearing, she tries to take a step toward where she was instructed to proceed. She needs to report to her superior, so she set aside her predicament and straightens her back. "You can do this, Skye. It's not like he will be your immediate boss. You have a long way before you could even step on the same floor as him" Making up her mind, she firmly mumbles. Unbothered by the peculiar looks she got from the passersby seeing her talking to herself. After gaining some self-confidence, she walks the hallway until she reached her destination. She looks around and sees several employees have already occupied their spots. Some spare her a curious glance while others remain unconcerned. "Good morning, I'm Skye Monticello. The new employee" With a polite smile, she approaches someone to introduce herself and shows her the employee pass she got from the lobby. "Oh, yes, yes. We are waiting for you. I'm Carmie, by the way. I should be introducing you around but we will be tremendously busy today, so we will do it tomorrow" Carmie speaks fast but she has an amicable aura she likes. "I don't mind, Miss Carmie. Please tell me what I could do to help" Smiling, she appeased the pretty woman. "There's a stockholder meeting and we need to prepare these documents" Holding a folder, Carmie raises it to show her. But before she could respond, everyone including her turned to the commotion at the door. "The boss has arrived and all are talking about the kiss marks around his neck" One employee arrives and announces while trying to catch her breath. She seems to have run the entire hallway just to tell the news. "What? Really? Have you seen them?""Is he in a relationship?""I don't think so. He doesn't do relationships""All the Wright family members will be at the meeting. Madame Alexzia would surely make a fuss of the marks""They would surely hunt whoever is that woman. Sir Xander is very strict with his sexual relationships, and having those marks is something his family would surely consider serious" Everyone is so busy with their discussion that no one noticed Skye who immediately gone stiff at the mention of the incident. "And he is in a foul mood this morning, so better do your job or we will all be in trouble" another woman enters with a serious expression. She looks around the entire room before her gaze stopped at Skye. The previous boisterous atmosphere instantly tense after the entrance of the woman. "This is the new employee?" Skye immediately straightens on her feet whilst the scrutinizing gaze of the woman. "Yes, Madame. Hello, I'm Skye Monticello. Good morning" she quickly introduces herself but the woman just turns away without acknowledging her greetings. "Mr. Wright needs the document now" Opening her palm to Carmie, she raised a brow while waiting. "Here, Nathalie" Hurriedly, Carmie handed her the folders on her table. "Prepare the other documents that Mr. Wright might need later. And make sure to orient the new employee. I don't want her messing around" She haughtily announces before turning away to leave, bringing the folders with her. "She always acts like she is above every one of us" Carmie softly mumbles while leering at the leaving figure of Nathalie. "She's acting like Sir Xander's executive assistant. But just like all of us, she's just one of the secretaries" another one whispers beside them. "She looks pissed""Of course, she will be. Sir Xander arrived with hickeys and surely, jealousy is eating her soul" Someone whispers with a chuckle. Amidst all the hushed uproar among the staff, Skye remains stupefied. She has been listening and the more she hears them the more she becomes apprehensive. "I will introduce you to Sir Xander tomorrow. You're cute and charming. Surely he will be interested to know you. And the Human Resource Department is high praise for your credentials and interview. You can easily outshine Nathalie" Carmie suddenly turns to tell her. If she is teasing, Skye can no longer differentiate. She is too immersed in her thoughts to mind other things. "Huh?" Surprised by the sudden attention not only from Carmie, she gapes while looking so baffled. "I will bring you to Sir Xander's office tomorrow to introduce you to him. He needs to meet the new addition to his team" Carmie repeated upon seeing her perplexity. "Huh? Why?" She whispers while dreading the answer. "Because you're one of Sir Xander's secretaries" Though perplexed by her odd behavior, Carmie patiently explains. Hearing the dreadful truth, her blood seems to be drained with the way she pales. Her feet wavered but she grabs the edge of the table to support her weight. "Hey, what's wrong? You look pale" Carmie rushes to her side to check on her. Even the others are worriedly watching. "Ahm...I haven't had breakfast before coming here" Although it's the truth, it's not the reason for her predicament. "There's a pantry over there, come. Let's see what you can have for you" Carmie volunteers while holding her arm. And as not to raise suspicion, she let her help her. While in the pantry, Carmie prepares a cup of coffee after bringing out a slice of pie front the fridge. But food is the least she needs right now. She feels numb and conflicted. If she will be Xander Wright's secretary, everything will be a lot more complicated. Yes, he is special. But will it be enough? Mixing business with pleasure is not in her plan. She can't work with him after their passionate rumble. That would be immensely awkward. Under any circumstance, she's not ready to face him again, more so as her boss. "Excuse me" Suddenly, she stands up and turns toward the door. "Hey, where are you going? Your coffee is ready" Carmie stops her midstep. "Ahm, I need fresh air" She just mumbled before striding outside. And without looking at anyone, she rushes out of the door. Leaving everyone, curious while following her departing figure. Thankfully, the elevator was empty. No one would see her on the verge of breaking down. "You've messed up, Skye""You've messed up big time" She keeps mumbling while calming her shaggy breath. "Why should it be him?" Clasping her chest, she continues to talk to herself. While watching the number go down, she struggles to calm herself. And the instant the elevator door opens, she rushed outside with a bowed head. Unbothered by the people she almost bumped into. The sound of the hasty step of her heels echoed in the now-empty lobby. She only slowed down when she reaches outside. It was surprisingly a relief when she was on the sidewalk. She seems to have acquired freedom from the constricted thoughts bothering her earlier. Without thinking much, she hailed a cab. She stiffly sits inside the vehicle while she remains motionless, hearing nothing even the query of the driver. "Madame?" She got a whiff of his voice, bringing her to the present. "Where will I bring you?" He added after seeing her look at him. "Airport" She briefly said. After her terse reply, everything came in a blur. One moment she was inside the moving vehicle and the next thing she realized, she was already in the airport, blankly staring at the flight board at the departure. Her head is still empty and she doesn't know what to do next. She wasn't ready for the surprise she had earlier so she hasn't planned her next move. "What's the earliest flight we have here?" She whispers to herself while scanning the list. After a long moment of contemplation and pondering, she comes to terms with herself. "Let's try Asia" She mumbles after huffing her breath. It's not even two hours after she arrived in the country but here she is, already leaving. Glancing at the busy street across the building, she was tempted to hail a cab and go back. But her feet are too heavy to move. Making up her mind, she looks away and walks to the counter to book her chosen flight. Not long, it was completed. Staring at her plane ticket and passport, she heaves several deep sighs. And for the last time, she glances at the road leading to where she came from. Her heart is in grief for losing her supposed dream job. She has been looking forward to being part of the WGC and to live in the city she had been dreaming of exploring. But because she is a coward, she is fleeing. "Goodbye for now" she whispers while staring at the massive billboard showing the advertisement of the Wright Group of Companies. Her longing gaze stares at the particular figure in the family portrait of the Wright family. "I will be back. Yes, I will" she whispers like a promise despite its uncertainty. With sure steps, she walks away, carrying her only possession, her Lou Lou bag, and all the memories of the man she will never forget. ***tbc**

Chapter 5 Chapter 5 The Wright Heir

It's been a couple of months and she had settled down in a decent size apartment. Just a few blocks away from her work. Finding a job is not a difficult task for her. With her exemplary credentials, any company would certainly hire her. She has a usual morning, she wakes up early, did her little workout, took a shower, and prepared her breakfast. But aside from what she normally does, she did one exception earlier. And although she has been convincing herself it's unnecessary, her gut feeling won. "Shit" Closing her eyes, she gently rubs her face while heaving a deep sigh. Still hoping it's just a dream. "This should be a dream" She frustratedly whispers while massaging her nape. And before opening her eyes, she takes a very deep breath to calm her nerves. But no matter how many times she closes and opens her eyes, she was still met with the same outcome. "Two lines" She weakly whispers. Hopeless that it will still change after the nth time she checks it. "Why now?" Sobs rock her shoulders while slumped on her bathroom floor. She has no strength to stand up. "You're so cruel to me, Mr. Fate" With tears already brimming her eyes, she buries her face in her bended knee as she hugs herself. Though she can never forget what happened a couple of months ago she was taken aback by its consequences. It's been a week she has been convincing herself she was wrong with her suspicion but the result said otherwise. She is bearing the fruit of the one night she spent with Xander Wright. She has been feeling peculiar for weeks now and no matter how she cast aside her qualm, it's quite persistent. So she took the test earlier. And now, she is staring at the two vivid lines on the kit, yielding positive. She was not convinced with the first one so she took another. A different test kit. But like the first one, the screen is screaming with the word Pregnant. She is pregnant and no matter how hard she denies it, she knows in her heart she is. Even her body is telling her that another heartbeat is beating inside her. She's ready for the new chapter of her life, for new adventures and explorations. And whatever happened months ago, she is ready to move on. But this happened. She takes her time crying until her sobs become chuckles. A tearful chuckle. It's a crazy rough ride for her sanity. But having Xander Wright's child inside her gave her unexplainable joy and fear. She fears the unknown but at the same time fascinates her. The thrill of discovering and quelling uncertainty is what excites her tedious life. The adventures, regardless of how impossible are the main reason why she left her farm life. Despite her love and respect for her family and ancestors, she chooses to chase her dream and left the kind of life their forefather has bestowed on them. Yes, she's young to be a mother but she will strive to be the best for her unborn. She will tread a different path together with her child. Gently, she caresses her still-flat stomach. Her heart is filled with overwhelming mixed emotions. Fear, uncertainty, excitement, and happiness. "Mama's here my little one" With fat tears streaming down her cheeks, she whispers while smiling. "Mama will take care of you" she added while curled on the floor. Hugging herself while crying. She cries for the wonderful gift fate has given her. She cries because she would be alone in this plight and it would not be easy. She cries from the uncertainty that her unborn might not know its father. She cries because of the unfathomable happiness she feels in her heart. But most of all she cries because she will be a mother. And indeed pregnancy was not an easy plight. Especially if you're alone. Her morning sickness started and she has no one to comfort her. Loneliness slaughters her sanity and no one is there to calm her. Insecurity is eating her confidence and no one is there to hug or assure her. However, she endures. She surpasses all the hardships. Even the curiosity of people who talk behind her back. She walks confidently with her huge baby bump without minding the hushed murmurs following her. She just wants to work to earn her living and whatever people are saying doesn't affect her. She chooses not to be affected. After all, she has no plans of staying. Once she gives birth to her son, she will leave again. She will start anew where no one knows about her and her son's existence. "You're going home now, Skye?" Lily, her colleague who somehow becomes close to her, asks when she saw her stand up and pick up her bag. They still have ten minutes until clock out. And seeing her prepare to leave is quite odd. She has been so dedicated with work that she never left early except for days when she's not feeling well. "Yes, I'll be going first, Lily" She smiles while wearing her coat. "Can't you wait a little more, I will just finish this and we could leave together. Let's grab some dinner" Lily turns her chair to face her. "I can wait but this little fellow here, cannot" Pointing at her bump, she chuckles. "What do you mean?" Suddenly worried, Lily's eyes widen. "I think, my little buddy will be coming out soon. Very soon" Still calm despite the nagging pain she had endured the whole day, she smiles. "Skye is about to give birth!" Abruptly, Lily stands up and announces to everyone in the room. Every one of her colleagues knew she is living alone. And despite her constant refusal for their help they had been trying to assist her in any way they can. "We need to bring you to the hospital" Lily exclaims while collecting her stuff. "I'll drive you there. Where's your key?" Adrian, another of her friend came closer with an open palm. Asking for her car key. "I'll be fine. I can still drive myself to the hospital. Just finish your work first. Then you can visit me later" As usual, she refuses. "Are you for real?" Aghast, Lily incredulously raves while she just chuckles. "You're about to give birth, Skye. It's fine to be calm, but you're acting way too calm. It's kinda bothering" Josie interjected, incredulous. "But I'm really fine. It's still not that painful" she explains with a smile. Which is true. She is sure she could even drive herself to the hospital. Whilst their argument, Adrian grabs her car key and Lily takes hold of her arm. So she has no choice but to let them bring her to the car. And she was thankful they insist. The pain is getting intense and she might put herself and her baby in danger if she insisted to go alone. Birthing has always been scary for soon-to-be mothers, but Skye was never scared. She has been ready for whatever pain she will encounter ever since she discovered she was expecting. After a couple of hours of rest, she is now ready to face the world with a sleeping baby boy already in her loving arms. "Xander Nicolo Monticello" she whispers while caressing her son's still wrinkled face. "It's just you and me little buddy. But it's fine, we can do this" With a tearful smile, she continues. She is alone with her newborn as she requested. Indeed, she has no one. But she doesn't mind. It's her choice and she will make it through. She is enjoying her quiet time with her son when her phone sounded, receiving a call. Carefully, she answers after taking a deep breath. "Hello, Papa" Her voice is hoarse, and almost trembles after hearing the familiar person from the other line. "How are you my Cielo?""Uhm, I'm great. I'm busy with work lately" She replies while trying to contain from bursting to cry after hearing her father. "Your mama told me you can't go home for the holidays?""Uhm, yes papa. I'm new to the company and I only got short days to spend the holiday" Despite the tears streaming down her face, she tries not to quiver. "We could visit you, instead" Her father suggested. "No, Papa." She suddenly exclaims. "What I mean... I'm always on the field. I cannot spend time with you. I will try to go home once I got a long vacation leave" she readily explains, afraid her papa would hint at something. "You okay, my Cielo? You sound distressed. You go home if that company is giving you a headache. You don't need to work" Worry laces her father's voice like her mother's when they talk the other day. "I'm great, Papa. And my company is treating me well. Don't worry. I'm just so happy to hear your voice, I can't help crying. I miss you so much" It was not a lie. Hearing her parent's voices always bring tears, especially now that she becomes a mother without their knowledge. Her tearful eyes tenderly watch her sleeping baby in her arms. If only she could tell him about her newborn. But it's still not the time. She promised to be someone they could be proud of. And that's what she will strive for despite her unexpected pregnancy. "I will come home soon. Please stay healthy. Don't exhaust yourself too much working on the farm" she makes her voice chirpy as she used to. She is a mess for crying but she never wanted her parents to know her struggle. Whatever choices she made together with all the consequences, it's all for her to deal with alone. "Please come home if you can my little Cielo. We all miss you" her father's quivering voice adds to the anguish and guilt she feels. "I will papa. And for a thousandth time, I'm no longer little. I'm a grown-up woman now" Pouting, she whines but she only got a chuckle from her father. "You will always be our little Cielo. No debate about that" he insisted, making her playfully groan. "I love you, Papa. I miss you" chuckling, she said instead of arguing with him. "Go home soon, please. It's been a year since you've been away from home" His voice quivers. She knows her father is also controlling his tears. "I will, Papa. I got to go. Please take care. Bye," she hung up after hearing her father's farewell. After talking to her father, she snuggles her face close to her baby. Filling her lungs with his scent while she whimpers her sobs. It's been a roller coaster of emotions since she got pregnant. The journey is quite rough but she made it through. And she is now holding her mistake but the greatest gift life could offer her. "I'm sorry, my little dove. Mama can't show you to anyone yet. Please forgive me" she bitterly whispers while showering him with tender kisses. The little man would slightly squirm before going back to sleep again. Guilt has been consuming her conscience for not being able to bring him home to her family. But keeping him a secret is the best way she has right now. She's miles away that even her family doesn't know where she is. But she knows she can't hide for long. She needs to regain her strength so she could face her new life with her son. Staring at her sleeping angel, she took a very deep breath. How could she deny the truth? "The Wright blood is so superior. As early as your birth, it's evident you bear your father's genes" she whispers while caressing his tiny prominent nose. "We need to be as far as we can from all the Wrights, my little dove" she added despite the heaviness in her chest. "No one must know you are a Wright heir" ***tbc**

Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Secret Weapon

"Mama, why should you wear makeup? You're beautiful without it" a whiny voice made her smile. She pauses from applying face powder to turn to her side. A little figure is standing beside her chair, watching her fix herself on her lighted vanity.  Her four-year-old son. "Mama might be meeting with a client later. So Mama should always look pretty" she tenderly explains while gently pinching his perfectly shaped nose. As expected, he grows to be a spitting image of the man who is across the globe from them. And for five years, she succeeded in hiding. "I don't like other boys looking at you. And they will surely stare because you made yourself more beautiful" With a pout, he inspects her face. Chuckling, she watches him sulk. It's been an issue between them. He always objects every time she puts on make-up or dresses sexily. "Papa will be angry if other boys would look at you" he added and his last word made her sigh. No matter how she tries to explain that there's no chance they will see his father, he continues to believe that he will be able to find him. "Nic..." With a bitter sympathetic smile, she begs him. "I need to protect you while Papa is still not with us. Don't make it hard for me by being beautiful" With a seriousness of an adult, he grimly mutters. For a four-year-old, he is way too mature and childish at the same time. "Fine...I won't wear makeup. Just lipstick. Would that be fine?" She didn't dare roll her eyes at her son's possessiveness. She has proven he has been serious with his plight. "Okay, but not the red one. I don't like it. It's too bold" he scans her lipstick organizer while speaking. "Of course, no red lipstick" she indulges as she always did. She doesn't know where he got the hate for the red lipstick. But he has been very vocal about it. "And don't come too close to Mr. Harry" he seriously added. "Nic, he is my boss" For the nth time, she tries to explain. It's another of her son's issues with her. For a four-year-old, he is way more mature than the other kids. Maybe because she raises and treats him like an adult. She always involves him in whatever decisions she makes. "He likes you and I don't like it" he counters with a glare. He is just a child but she sometimes feels intimidated by him. "You haven't met him" she pointed out. "I just know he likes you, mama. He is overly concerned with you. Calling you at wee hours" With a shrug, he politely counters. Heaving a sigh, she surrenders her case. When Nico turns one, she becomes so interested in his father that she searches every event involving Xander Wright. She wanted to understand her son and by knowing his father, she feels like knowing him too. And for two years, the news about any Wright especially about Xander Wright has been secretly her constant companion for raising her son. Though not all. He is too private to know something on a personal level. But she learned a lot. She also discovered that some of Nico's mannerisms came from the Wright Patriarch, Chairman Lucien Wright. "Mama is not interested in anyone" Cupping his face, she assures him. But he just stares at her, seeming to be gauging her. "I'm holding onto your words" Narrowing his eyes, he earnestly mutters. Unknowing to him, he was mirroring his father's expression. If someone close to the Wright family would see him, they would surely flock to her door to demand an audience. She can never deny her boy's identity. But they are very far from the Wright territory. In this country, no one knows the Wright family except for those immensely lofty ones. And they never mingle with any of them. "Behave with Aunt Chelsea later" Before standing up, she kisses his cute nose. It's the most prominent feature he got from Xander. "Yes, mama, I will" He assures her before kissing her back. His small pinkish lips grace her forehead. "Come now. They might be waiting for us" She hustles while picking up her bag and Nico's backpack. Their luggage is already in the car. She will be bringing Nico to the airport for an unexpected trip. Her brother, Marco visited his girlfriend, Chelsea, her closest friend. Chelsea lives with her in her apartment, doing home-based jobs. She would keep an eye on Nico whenever she is at work. It was one of the holidays that she brought Chelsea home. And with her great personality, Marco fell for her. And Marco will go back home, bringing Chelsea with him. Without Chelsea, no one will look after Nico since she will also be out of the country for an event. So she agrees to send Nico with them for a week's vacation. Three years ago, she brought Nic home. And though she almost gave her family a heart attack, they readily accepted her son. She just endure her parent's constant rants about how she didn't tell them when she was still pregnant. Up to this day, they can't seem to move on, thinking of her struggles of being alone while with a child. But she showed them she managed. Her father wanted her to stay. To never go back to work and just take care of her son. They could support her with a comfortable life. But she insisted to leave after her vacation, bringing her son. She has her own life now, especially that she has a son to raise. She needs to work. Whatever struggle she will be having while raising him, it's her own to overcome. She doesn't want to disturb her family, especially her parents. And though her family is against the idea, they did not stop her. But they made her promise to go home every holiday. Which, she did, but not after making them promise, especially her father not to meddle with her life in any possible way. Despite her father's hesitation, he gave her his word. Enough to placate her. After handing her car key to the valet for a few days of parking, she went back to where Nico is already waiting together with Marco and Chelsea. "I will see you in a week, my little dove. Mama will miss you so much" Hugging her son, she whispers while snuggling his face. "I will miss you too, mama. Please take care. And no boys" With a tender smile he hugs her back. But he quickly moves away to remind her. Marco and Chelsea chuckle while Skye pouts at her son's stern reminder. The boy has been overly protective of her and everyone in the family knows it. "No boys, of course" She indulges while raising her right hand for a promise. It was a normal scene for them and she never fails to assure him. They separated when its time for her flight. And it's quite a struggle to leave her son alone even with family. But she needs to go. Their company has been invited to the biggest convention in the business industry. For a growing advertising company, like theirs, it's a great opportunity for exposure. They are aiming for international firms whose products are also present in their country to cater to their local promotions. It would be a great break for the company if it could acquire large accounts with international corporations. And as Harry said, their CEO,  she will be their secret weapon. Most of the time, she would just laugh at him. But she was amenable that for her three years in the company, she brought several large accounts. They all say she has a convincing power. She can't deny it, she has a way to charm clients. And Harry needs her at the convention. Their team, together with him left two days ago to prepare. While she insisted on just joining them on the exact day of the event. Since Marco is in town, she cannot leave her son without Chelsea at the apartment. Only Harry knows she has a child although she never introduces him to Nico. But knowing she's a single parent, Harry let her have her way knowing her concern. While in the cab going to her hotel, she watches the festive mood of the entire city. Promotional materials about the convention are everywhere. It's a festivity indeed. Investors and businesses coming from around the world are in the country. Businesses, particularly hotels and restaurants are flourishing with all the visitors they presently have. Good thing, Harry got their hotel reservation earlier. They got a great accommodation. With a smile, she looks around the elegant room. "Hello, I've arrived. I will take a rest and prepare for the evening" she calls Harry while discarding some of her clothes. She needs a bath. "Rest well and see you later" Harry's response before she ended the call. It's four hours away until the event, ample time to have a quick shower and short nap. And before the clock strikes six, she already joined Harry and the rest of the team. "My secret weapon. Simply gorgeous" Harry whispers as they greet each other. Pure admiration reflects his earnest gaze. The party has started and the venue is already packed with elegantly dressed guests. But Skye's simple elegance transcends way above the others. Donning a midnight black cuffed off-the-shoulder silk crepe jumpsuit, the expensive fabric outlines her slender figure. Especially her lithe bare shoulder and narrow waist. Stunning is an understatement. The three inches black pointed lace bow stiletto added to her elegance paired with the same color clutch purse. And the only jewelry she wears is a simple paved deco dangling diamond earring. While she left her neck bare from any adornment. The simplicity of her outfit is the core element of her elegance. "You look like a million-dollar heiress" Dina raves in a whisper. "It would be impossible not to bring home at least five accounts from this event. Skye is a stealer" Robert added. "Don't flatter me too much. It could be a jinx" Chuckling, she playfully glares at her colleagues. "Don't say that. Several of the men at the party surely agree with us. A lot has already been checking you the moment you step inside" Dina counters with a bright smile. Subtly, three pairs of eyes look around to validate Dina's claim. Indeed, she was right. The party has equally beautiful women around, but Skye has a different charisma that attracts men. "Well, thank you. I won't argue anymore" she casually mumbles, giving in to all their flattery. "CEO Miller, right? H&M Creative Ads" Interrupting their whispered playfulness is a voice from behind. All at once, they turned toward its direction and a smile instantly adorned Harry's face. "CEO Oliver Thompson, we meet again" he instantly recalled the man he met yesterday. Offering his hand, the man instantly accepted his greeting. "This is your team?" Oliver asks but his eyes were fixed on Skye. His motive for approaching them is quite obvious. "Yes, they are my team. Dina, Robert, and Skye" pleased by the man's interest, his smile widens. He did a wise decision to bring Skye with him. "As I mentioned yesterday, we have a market in Taiwan for our dairy products. And I've been toying with the idea of having a fresh promotion. Honestly, after our talk, I ordered a brief report about your company and I'm impressed. So I'm hoping to collaborate with H&M" As he casually speaks, his eyes would always avert to Skye who has been attentively listening. And they already know they have won their first account for tonight. "I will personally handle your company's promotions, CEO Thompson" With a charming smile, Skye assure the man. She was so used to men like Thompson and it's a great opportunity to close the deal. "Wow, that would be great. Here's my card and I will also give you my personal line. You could contact me anytime" With a delighted smile, he quickly gesture to his assistant his card and a pen. "I will expect your call tomorrow. We could discuss the requirements over lunch if that would be convenient for you" He is being candid with his interest and Skye together with the rest recognized it. But before she could respond to the man, a commotion occurs at the entrance. Followed by a wave of murmurs among the guests. "The Wright Group of Companies entourage arrives" Amongst the mutterings of the crowd, a particular statement caught Skye's attention. And it made her stiffen. She was not expecting to hear the name she has been avoiding since five years ago. "The Wrights are here?" Harry who fully knows the significance of a Wright representative in the event, immediately becomes ecstatic. "Maybe just some of their executives" Robert shrugs while watching the entrance together with the rest of the entire room. Aside from being curious, Skye has been holding her breath while looking in the direction of the door. The mere mention of the name terrifies her. It couldn't be one of the Wrights or if indeed one of them arrives, it should not be Xander. Her heart is pounding hard, expecting the worst. She is trying to calm herself while dreadfully waiting for the unknown. No matter how hard she convinces herself, for a reason she cannot discern, she fears whoever would enter. "It's CEO Wright" One of the men whispers and like a wildfire, it spreads in no time. Rapturous conversation erupted upon confirming the presence of the most influential man not only in their country but in the entire business world. If everyone was ecstatic, Skye was relieved. A smile returns to her lips after knowing who arrived. It's just the eldest of the Wright heirs. CEO Lucas Alexander Wright. Like everyone at the event, she was so curious to see the eldest heir. The man who is now leading a multi-billion dollar conglomerate. Being in one room with him is already an achievement for any business men and she is immensely happy for having the opportunity to see him in person. As she excitedly looks forward for the man to appear at the door, the announcement was made. Thankfully they are directly facing the door, she will have a closer look at the handsome CEO. "We acknowledge the presence of the CEO of the Wright Group of Companies" Applause erupted and an imposing man appeared at the door, surrounded by grim-looking security. "CEO Xander Voulker Wright" ***tbc**