บท 8: 8:How I wish we met in a different circumstance
Dante opened up his eyes the next morning, a satisfied smile on his face.
He felt bad for sleeping with her without making things official but when this project goes well, he is going to give her a state-of-the-art proposal and ask her to be his girlfriend.
"Hey darling." Dante rolled over to her side only to end up hugging the air.
He scrunched up his brows confused as his eyes managed to adjust to the lightening, she wasn't here?
Could it be she went to get some snacks ? Maybe breakfast?
Smiling he sat up straight looking at the direction of the door, or should he pretend to be asleep so as not to ruin her surprise?
He thought to himself, after pondering a bit, he raised the blanket prepared to go back to his original sleeping position when his phone rang.
At this point, he just wanted to ignore it and let it ring away, then again, text messages followed flooding his phone.
Could it be something happened? With different scenarios filling his head, Dante immediately reached out for his fun picking up the call.
"Yes." He answered in his cold unfeeling tone.
His father had always thought him as the leader to such a large corporation, letting other people know your feelings is just giving your weakness out on a platter of gold.
"What?" He said, his hands flying to the bedside as he searched for the remote.
The moment he felt it in his palms, he grabbed it and immediately put on the television.
"Cortlandt Luster has revealed a new project which they claim to a world changing in the fashion history....." The reporters voice trailed off as Dante stood up, squinting his eyes to see if he can find his glasses.
When he finally got to his office he saw his glasses on the center table and grabbed it, putting it on then heading back to the room.
He could hear bells ringing the moment he saw the design displayed on the screen.
A work he had spent days on, carefully sketching each curve to the greatest detail, yet it was fully displayed on screen for everyone with the patent protection paper right alongside it.
In despair, Dante dropped to his bed trying to wrap his head around things.
Obviously, one of his staffs had betrayed him but who could it be? And for what reason?
His mind went to Amber but then again he immediately brushed off the thought, she couldn't do that to him, she loved him.
Didn't she?
Thinking back to the previous night, she never did say those three words out loud, he was the only one that confessed.
"Snap out of it, is this how you want to misjudge her when you both are finally in a relationship?" He scolded himself outwards feeling terribly bad he had doubted her.
She was probably just caught at the moment and that was why she didn't say it back.
When she eventually comes back, she would definitely tell him while handing him her surprise breakfast.
Sighing, Dante ran his fingers through his hair, putting his phone on airplane mode.
He didn't want to talk to anyone else right now except Amber, she is the only one that can make him feel better at this point.
They needed to brainstorm their way out of this, he wondered if he should call her.
Before he could unlock his phone, Dante caught a paper with the corner of his eyes laying neatly on the bed stand.
Due to his articulate nature, he knew each and every item in his office or in the room, he is pretty sure a paper wasn't placed on the bed stand previously.
Could it be Amber that put it there?
He wondered if he should check it out of leave it as it might be concerning a private matter but his curiosity got the best of him.
Reaching out for the paper, Dante unfolded it and read through, the light in his eyes dying as he went further into the letter.
The whole room was quiet apart from the news lady voice coming from the television.
"The hell does she mean?!" Dante yelled crumpling the paper in his palms then he grabbed his phone and turned off the airplane mode prepared to call when a series of pictures were sent to him.
While dialing her number, Dante mistakenly tapped on the notification, he wanted to exit when Amber's auburn hair caught his attention.
He tapped on the photos, his face growing pale as he scrolled further and further.
When he was done, he looked at the TV, then the letter, then the pictures.
It was her?
A tear dropped from his eyes unto the paper as he kept staring at the pictures, unable to process everything.
"Dante, where are you? Your father has been hospitalized."
As he read the message, Dante couldn't help but scoff, turns out he had fallen in love with the devil.
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Amber sighed as she looked the company before hailing a taxi and getting into it.
"Xx hotel." She said to the driver, she wasn't ready to see her parents currently, not after they made her do.
Plus, with the hickeys all over her body, she couldn't face them.
She just hopes Dante understands and that they never cross paths again.
Recollecting the last night, Amber couldn't help but smile, it was nice to feel what it's like to be loved by her.
The moment she opened up her phone, her smile disappeared seeing the news about her family's new project.
They even went as far as getting a patent protection, now there was no way Dante could get out of the mess except he could prove he had the idea first.
Her heart ached for him, it really did, she hoped he would scale through this.
Even if he didn't know she is the one behind this, she didn't want to meet him again, the guilt will kill her.
Opening her gallery, Amber stared lovingly at the picture she took of him this morning while he was sleeping.
He looked so peaceful.
"How I wish we met in a different circumstance." She whispered cleaning the tears that rolled down her cheeks.
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