A Taste of Sin... And Heaven

wn leather swivel recliner chair, sleeves of his dark shirt rolled up to his elbows. His charcoal vest clung to his frame with effortless sharpness, a silver pen in hand though he h

appable, dressed in a sleek navy suit that complemented her rich brown skin. Her long, dark ha

contracts, merger proposals, acquisition reports, and notes from his legal team created a landscape of responsibility across the polished surface. A thick folder

ce before looking back at him. "You've got en

and flipped a page, dropping the pen. "T

ice already." Mary said when s

g sure we're not

. It's not final, but we're close. They're just holdin

ut the folder. "It'll be si

tures yet, but it's moving forwar

ghtly. "I'd rather get

Who wouldn't want to w

red her a

d Friday's launch? You'r

at his lips. "It's

, but pointed. "You know the media

k, unbothered. "Let them."

going to be there? I need a list

e iPad to bring it on, her

s," he murmured to himself and watch

nd him the iPad. "Here...top clients and all sorts will be there," she p

s, taking it from her. "This

out that you'll be there at the launch. Everyone wants to see

is brows furrowing as he did. After a brief moment and silence

heavily. This was going to be harder and h

een pushing for a

an eyebrow. "

thaven Consulting is in charge of securing the Nova Grid c

in charge of securing the deal for the international te

to meet you and since you've not been available, I

t venture that they're pushing for. The money is

e, and like you said, it'll be good to expand into cutting-edge Tech," her voice stern and steady. "What better way to ex

ry for a while. "You've do

es contains all the information you need." she sighed and leaned forward. "There'

lead consultant

Ye

kay

nting to expand and this seemed

obal conglomerate with core interests in real estate develop

't be bad after all, still

's in tw

isappear , Mary. I'll attend the launch

it up. "Welco

I've never been reall

always disappear. You're here today and

th her, so he have a sharp nod

er folders and flipping through docu

ke it back to Bevin. Just think

Mary asked, her vo

ickered to her

re bro

e window. The rain had stopped.l

man...wh

he couldn't answ

d her name as Marissa, bu

r was it all a moment of

he couldn't deci

pped the pen against the table.

depends on who and the i

table again. "There's no info

at him. "Is

t worry about it. I'm su

for a while, the

ails from the resort--since he owned i

r, then he'll dec

. The walls, the furniture, even the air seemed

to believing it was just another nightmare or her mind playing games. But every morning she woke up and stared out

eal. It had

erent, and it made her heart he

She didn't think she was a

wouldn't

another woman. So, why did she feel like the wor

he wondered if he was thinking of her, if he regretted her or if he had moved on. Would

her in the face. Infact, she had been unable to unpack her

that poured into her bedroom. She turned away from it, brin

ice filled the room. "Get up and come have you

pulling the curtains apart and away from the

ed to find Marissa gazing at her

Marissa. I bro

from the coffee. She slowly sat up,

of good, but..." Regina paused as she let her eyes

g for the coffee which sat on the beside ta

issed thi

at bad?" Re

re looking up at Regina, who

talk about it? Would she ever be able to tal

ps thinking of what to say. "I'm fine, Regina

Marissa. Since you returned on Monday, you've not left this room. All you've done is sleep."she si

hair. She blinked and swallowed-not the coffee this time. "Thank you for worrying a

d so soon, like y

a's. She looked away sharp

n't have s

ouldn't have,

ou need to come downstairs an

ed, still jolted by

or and turned to Marissa, her fingers tensed around

her reaction, she tried again, this time her tone wa

nge much but her eyes flashed

if you have returned. I think you shoul

ast did

st n

what? We

na n

ll later. Or probabl

wouldn't. She couldn't face Tracy, knowing what she

it chat with Regina in the kitchen, Marissa

nd face the real

o turning a

at the entry, eyeing the suitcase that sat at a corner. S

proached the suitcase, knelt b

a side. She let her gaze linger over them, fee

ar's lingering touch and presence,

er shoes and other stuff she had traveled wi

a reminder of the whirlwind romance that was now like a dream. Her gaze lingered on the note buried deep in the

ath, she zipped t

tween her and Lazar,