Dn was making reservations outside when he owned a five star hotel with an equally high rated restaurant. It was mainly because he felt like it would be boring to take ir there when they had been there for a number of times. Even ir herself had been there with her family, and because he wanted this evening to be special, he could not take her to somewhere she had been times without number. It would be boring.


    Dn picked his cell phone and made a call to Alexa who came into his office right that time.


    “I was just about to call you,” he said, ending the call.


    “I’m guessing you’ve picked a ce, sir?”


    Dn nodded, beckoning on her toe closer as he turned the screen of his MacBook to face her. “I want this ce. Make the reservation for me, I mean rent out the whole ce. I’ll go there this evening by seven so please make it fast. Thank you.”


    Alexa nodded and walked out of the office.


    It felt like he was forgetting something very important. Dn searched his brain to remember what it was-the ring! He had not gotten the ring yet. He jumped from his recliner and grabbed his suit jacket, picking up his phone and car keys.


    Dn rushed out of the office, ignoring those who were calling him for whatever reason. That was not important right now. When he got down from the elevator, he ran to the parking lot and unlocked his car, then entered.


    The time read thirty-four minutes after four. That was veryte, damn! He calcted and discovered that he had only twenty-six minutes to get the ring, the remaining two hours were for dressing up and getting to the restaurant before her.


    The speed at which Dn was using to drive nearly earned him a ticket, but then it seemed like today was just a lucky day for him. He got to the Jewelry store in less than five minutes. Swavroski was boldly written above the entrance, then a swan was drawn under it.


    Dn walked in and went straight to the rings section. He was attended to by a woman.


    “Good afternoon sir, wee to Swavroski. How can I help you?”


    “I need a ring. Nothing too bold. It should be simple but elegant,” he replied.


    “Do you want it in gold or silver? And what design would you like?”


    “Silver would do. Nothing less than eighty-five carats.”


    “Okay…”


    She pointed to a section on the ss and brought out the rings there. In all honesty, Dn was confused. Maybe he should have brought Alexa with him. He only knew that ir would like something simple, but a particr design never urred to him.


    “Can you please pick for me? I don’t know what to take,” Dn said.


    “Sure sir. What size?”


    “I’m not sure…. Oh, here…” Dn remembered that he had used a string to take her finger measurement while she was asleep. He took out the string from his wallet and passed it to her.


    Thedy stared at it, then with a nod, she took one ring out and gave it to Dn.


    It had a t band, and the design was just a tiny piece of diamond. Dn didn’t really like that. The band was too thin and the design was toomon.


    He handed it back to her and she brought out another one. This one had a band that was too thick, and it was even heavy.


    Dn rejected it immediately he felt the weight. Who would want to wear something so heavy?


    Another was presented to him. This one was… perfect. The band was not too thin, neither was it too thick. He band didn’t join at the back but formed a sort of ovepping. The top was a rose design with circr diamonds round it, then down was another rose with triangr diamonds.


    “This. I want this.”


    “Okay, sir. We are doing a sort of promo where you can get anything engraved on your jewelry. A customized design in other words. Would you want to get one, sir? It is for free.”


    Dn thought about it. It was a wonderful idea. He would have them engrave Be on it. Even if it was not free, he would have it done.


    “Yes please. I want Be to be engraved on it.”


    “Okay. Just a moment, it will not take long. You can pay at the counter while waiting.” She walked off and Dn also went to where he was directed.


    That was when he remembered that he was working with time. “Shit!” He checked the time on his watch and it read ten minutes past five. He was ten minutes behind schedule already. By the time he would leave, he would have spent at least fifteen minutes more which would be twenty-five minutester. Not like there was anything he could do about it. He could not leave without the ring after all.


    He paid for the ring and got it from thedy who had been attending to him, then he rushed out and went back to the office at an even more greater speed this time.


    Dn called Alexa immediately he entered and she went to his office.


    “Have you made the reservation?”


    “Yes sir.”


    “Okay. Get me my other suit please. I need to change out of this.”


    She brought it and Dn rushed to change into it. As he was changing, his phone started to ring and he took the call.


    “Hi Dn.”


    Dn’s heart skipped a beat when he heard the voice. “Uhm… hey Be. Is everything okay?”


    “Yeah, sure. I just wanted to ask where you made a reservation for our date this evening.”


    Dn face-palmed. He was supposed to send his driver the address. Thanks goodness she called. He would have actually forgotten that he was to tell him the venue.


    “I’ll text that to your driver, okay?”


    “Okay. Bye! I’m here for you no matter how stressed you are, you know?”


    Dn chuckled. “Sure I do.”


    “Are you making fun of me right now?”


    “No Be! I swear I was not. I was rather agreeing with what you said. Why would I miss a chance to be with you?”


    “Better. I gotta go finish up my dressing so bye!”


    She hung up the call leaving a smiling Dn. Dn snapped out of it and adjusted his suit. The time was far spent, and the next time he checked it was already a few minutes to seven.


    After another round of rushed and hasty preparation, then a higher speed rate again, Dn got to the ce almost fifteen minutes past seven, breathing heavily and sweating. He sat in the car for a short while and arranged his hair and clothes, then reduced the temperature to stop himself from sweating so much.


    When he had calmed down and felt refreshed, Dn got out of the car and walked into the ce. He took a seat at a corner when he was told that they had another ce which was more private than the general restaurant. He was led to the room and he sat down, waiting for ir.


    That nagging feeling at the back of his mind pushed itself to the forefront. Dn felt his stomach sink again, and his heart pounding. It was just the exact feeling he had been having in the morning. It felt like… like… things were off and something was going to go wrong.


    No. It was just negativity that was speaking. Dn shook off the feeling and tried to concentrate. A waiter came to give him the menu but Dn declined and asked him toe backter, not yet. To pass time, he took his phone and checked the stock market. Reading those lines were hurting to his eyes, and Dn could not put the hatred he had for it into words, but he had to get used to it.


    Dn decided to try something else while he waited. He barely had the time for social media, but this time he tried it. Going through Instagram feeds we’re not enough to eliminate his worries. It had been long since hest spoke to his father. Dn called his father but he didn’t take the call. He tried a few times, then tried his mother’s number too but when none of them took the call, he gave up.


    After sitting for a while and doing nothing, Dn looked around at the ce. He had not paid attention when he walked in. Both the interior and the exterior were better in physical than in pictures. The pictures did not do justice to the ce.


    A very big round chandelier hung in the middle, some strands probably made of ss or whatever hanging down in different lengths and at different angles. White pirs stood beside the chandeliers, then he noticed that there were some chairs at one corner that had white coverings instead of the usual mirror covering.


    Dn made a mental note to bring up the idea of changing the interior design of there restaurant whenever he gets to see his father.


    With nothing else to look at or do, Dn checked the time and saw that it was already thirty-five minutes past seven. What was taking ir so long? Dn tried her number. It rang but nobody picked. Was this an issue from his phone? Why was it that everyone he called did not take the call? Or was it thework?


    He tried again and again, then at a point he was told that the number was switched off. At that point it dawned on Dn, that maybe his gut feeling was right all along.


    Something was definitely not right.


    That morning was like every other mornings, where ir would wake up and not meet Dn in bed. She yawned and got out of bed, went about doing her usual business. A grin lit up her face when she remembered that Dn asked her out on another date. But truly, what would she wear?


    As she was thinking about what to wear, her phone vibrated. ir took it from the bed side table and unlocked it. There was a message from Samantha asking her for directions as she was ready toe over to the house.


    ir let out a small squeal and quickly replied the message.Original content from N?velDrama.Org.


    3, Lancaster street, New Haven Vi.


    She kept it short as she knew that Samantha would understand. And yes, the Lancaster’s had streets to their name. It wasn’t surprising though. As for what to wear, Samantha wasing over so she had that covered.


    Samantha called shortly after and ir rushed out of the house to wee her.


    “Sam!” ir squealed andughed herself on her best friend.


    “You know I’m as light as a feather. If you’re not careful we might both end up on our butts or rolling on the floor.”


    irughed at that and released her, collecting her bag. “I’m guessing you got me something?”


    “Oh, yeah. What I got for you from my journey. I forgot to bring it along thest time. You should check my bag sooner so I don’t forget to give you again.”


    ir nodded and helped her in. They plopped on the couch together.


    “You’re extremely happy again today. What did Lancaster do to make you so bubbly?” She questioned, giving ir a coy smile.


    “Well, nothing serious.” ir felt her cheeks betraying the lie that she had told with a perfect expression when images of her moments with Dn came alive in her head. If she was in a deadly situation, her cheeks would lead her to death straight up.


    Samantha sat up with raised eyebrows and a lop-sided smile. “Look into my eyes and say that again ir. You seem to have forgotten that I can tell when you’re lying almost immediately. Come on, spill. You know you can tell me anything Blurry…” she trailed of and continued with the unnerving smile.


    ir hated it whenever Samantha called her Blurry but she decided to ignore it.


    Samantha kept giving her that unnerving smile, and even without saying anything further, ir found herself giving in to Samantha’s prodding.


    “Fine! I’ll tell you.” She huffed when Samantha disyed a wide grin this time.


    “Now spill, baby, what did Dn do? Oh sorry let me rephrase; what did you do with Lancaster?”


    “I… we uhm… had sex.” She whispered thest word, hoping and praying that-


    “You what?!” Samantha’s eyes were as wide as saucers. “You gave your virginity to Dn?”


    ir nodded slowly, staring at Samantha with doe eyes.


    Samantha sat back on the couch and heaved a deep sigh. “ir… thest time I asked, you said you were not in love with him, but now you had sex with him? I’m not trying to be negative or anything but are you sure about your feelings? And what about him? How are you sure that he also has feelings for you? What if he is just using you?”


    ir sighed. “Look, Sam, I uhm… he said he felt the same about me. And-”


    “What about the marriage contract? When I asked thest time, you said you forgot but you were going to bring it upter. What did he say about that?”


    At that moment, nothing coulde out of ir’s mouth again. She never had the courage to speak up, and Dn did not bring up the issue either.


    “You did not talk about it, right? ir what are you doing? You are not about to fall for another trap again, are you? Have you forgotten what Richard did to you?


    You want to nurse two severe heartbreaks in the space of a year?”


    ir was trying hard to believe that Samantha was just being negative, she was really trying, but at the moment, the thoughts came rushing in. She had also thought about these at first, but when Dn changed, she pushed the doubts to the back of her mind. Maybe he had other ns, maybe he was going to terminate the contract; those were her thoughts whenever she wanted to bring it up. That was why she never bothered to bring it up, but what about now? It had been almost five months, meaning that there were seven months left. What if Dn was truly just using her?


    A cold feel on her shoulder snapped her out of her thoughts and she turned to face Samantha.