
Between The Brothers
Debby Mulyani · Ongoing · 103.8k Words
Introduction
"Feee... but, Sir."
"You want to see me have dinner, don't you? Then, feed me."
"Hmm... alright, Sir."
"How about you? Have you eaten?"
"Then order back some food for yourself. And right now, it's too late at night. So, you better stay here."
"WHAT?!" I couldn't help but exclaim loudly enough after being surprised to hear the sentence my boss had just said. Words of disbelief would come out of the man's mouth.
Being caught in a love triangle has become all too familiar. But what if Savannah Wilder finds herself trapped in a tangled web of love with two brothers? Dylan McCarter, her original love interest, and his younger brother, Duke McCarter.
Chapter 1
Happy Reading . . .
Steps that look so straight, as if there is no straight line seen along the floor which is made of ceramic that accompanies a long legs that are stepping perfectly as if they were on the catwalks. The sound of a thump hitting the floor rumbled and came from the high heels she was wearing, it sounded like she was racing competition to fill the silence of the lobby situation that she is going through, because most of the adam who were in that place were fantasizing wild in their own thoughts when they see a woman who her perfection for every man is beyond measure.
A familiar woman to the McCarter & co. Building, including the men were crossing the lobby to enter the building office to the elevator. Savannah Wilder, the woman who has a tall body, increasingly refined with a slender but contained body shape where it should be, the skin color is slightly brown naturally without the help of tools whatever. She got all the perfection that Savannah had experience. Not only the women, every man saw the figure of Savannah who is so perfect, of course, will too crave it.
There are countless men who try to approach and asked the woman to be his girlfriend. But Savannah don’t care about that, because she just wants to focus on her career and the job she currently has, which if one remembers to get one is not easy and requires a lot of struggle to be achieved previously. Here, McCarter & co. Savannah struggled so desperately and requires tremendous sacrifice to be able to compete with the other job hunters, before she was the one in the end accepted and hired as secretary as well as personal assistant a Jamie McCarter. A name that has great influence, because he is the owner and chairman of McCarter & co.
The largest retail company whose name has been displayed and opened in most corners of the city. Not only that, McCarter & co. Also build an amusement park ride on two of the five private islands owned by the McCarter family which is open to the general public. Then, already no wonder there is so much competition out there for the sake of it can depend on its future on a bonafide company that name the good thing is that it has been spread and heard so widely. And this year, is the second year Savannah’s been working on the company. And have a job in quite a place fun and bosses who are very supportive of developments in every performance opportunity, made Savannah feel very comfortable being able to work there, and feel so lucky at the same time because have that very rare opportunity.
With a smile, the feeling of morning enthusiasm that Savannah always feels in each step into the elevator that will take her to the floor where the office was. But suddenly confronted by the languid and not excited face of the figure that had just entered simultaneously with the elevator door that immediately closed and brought the elevator headed for the thirty-fifth floor, with just two people in it inside. Savannah’s gaze that was originally staring at the figure the latter entered into in the elevator and was now standing right beside her, immediately making Savannah turned her head back and looked straight at the elevator door is right in front of it.
“You shouldn’t have ruined my feelings this morning who already feeling quite happy and excited, with a flat annoying face you.” The sneer that came out of Savannah’s mouth, made someone she was talking to just chimed in with a chuckle.
“It’s all because of a woman again and again, for the umpteenth time to break her promise date. Sounds annoying, right? And besides having to be made to wait for hours, the man also has to accept the fact that she apparently couldn’t make it.” The reply full of cynicism immediately made a sense of resentment Savannah overflows so quickly. And, this time also the woman able to spit out his anger right in front of the man with how dare he tease himself with such cynical words.
“Dylan, I’m busy! Do you know what time I left the building last night? Eleven. Where most people enjoy it already was on his bed, and had arrived in his own dreamland. Meanwhile, I can only breathe with relief after I’m so tired finish my work. And now you’re still protesting, at the moment last night I called you and explained the situation the real thing?” Savannah exclaimed, now putting her hands together that clenched, on the sides of each of his waist while giving sharp gaze to the man who is now still looking at her with a smile which always made her feel annoyed every time she saw him.
“Okay. I understand.”
“You don’t understand! If you did, you wouldn’t keep throwing protests and satire at me like before.”
“How is it that when you’re angry like this, you just get even more looking hot, Savee?”
A hug on the waist along with a low intonation of voice that rang in Savannah’s ears, much to the annoyance of earlier as soon as she mastered himself immediately evaporated somewhere. The woman’s shoulder previously tensed up with anger, in an instant instantly relaxed along with the calm feeling of the moment she heard a voice that seemed to calm her down.
“You’re seducing me?”
“I’m not seducing. It’s a fact and reality. You’re so hot, Savee.”
Dylan McCarter. The eldest of the McCarter bloodline, but has a fate who are less fortunate because a McCarter who only works as Accountant at the family owned company. Personal issues with the family behind Dylan who is a McCarter, but only work as an ordinary employee. However, all of that did not close Savannah’s eyes to the nature of what Dylan is. Fun, simple, and many other things that a woman likes about a man who loves her.
Yes, Dylan easily said that he loved Savannah ever since first sight. Since the woman started working at the company, Dylan had started to be crazy about Savannah. And up to two the years they knew each other, Dylan’s feelings never changed however in fact, he loves her even more. But, sadly it doesn’t Savannah think more. Savannah only saw Dylan as just a special friend. Not more than just friends, but the attitude of the two it’s already far from the word of just friend.
All of that because Savannah doesn’t want commitment problems there can always be misunderstandings in a relationship, that could be to the point of destroying a career with difficulty already the woman woke up to the point where she could work for an amazing company. Savannah doesn’t want things that don’t really matter inside her current life when it comes to romance, can be devastating her dream because she still wants to focus on her career and his job. Career and romance for Savannah never work together.
So, the woman has chosen to commit not to be first establish a relationship with status and make his life become more and more complicated just because of such a problem. And while Dylan who knows Savannah’s desires, can only accept relationship inside the friend zone as she wanted and also appreciate it as long as Savannah doesn’t forbid herself forever give more attention because his affection will always be Dylan gave to the woman.
“I’ll replace it after this shift is over, okay?” say Savannah while placing both hands on the man’s firm shoulders her face which was quite taller than him, and slightly curled up his hand there.
“Hahh..., I bet you’ll deny it again.” Dylan replied with embarrassed.
“Hey, that sounds rough you know?”
“Don’t you like things that are rough?”
“That even sounds completely irrelevant.”
“Tonight, in my apartment?”
That invitation, like a signal where Dylan wanted to spend the night being with the woman he loved as he had often enough happened and passed it.
“Hmm..., I have to see my schedule first, okay?”
“You haven’t been to my apartment in a long time.”
“I’ll try, but I can’t promise. Because if I promise, I might let you down again.”
“Okay.”
“But I’m asking you not to get your hopes up, okay?”
“I’m used to that kind of thing. So, whatever the decision, tell me right away.”
“Okay.”
“Hey, by the way. Did I mention that this morning you were spotted so charming? Yellow, don’t you usually wear that color?” Comments Dylan while appraising the light yellow casual dress which was quite bright, that Savannah wore today to work.
“A. You haven’t told me that I look so good this morning. And, B. I’m in a very happy mood this morning. So, I decided to wearing this bright color.”
“What’s with your mood?”
“Just happy.”
“No reason?”
“Does everything that happens have to be based on a reason?”
“Not really.”
“Irritating!” Savannah’s sneer coincided with the elevator door opening where Dylan’s office floor is. “That’s your floor, see at lunch. You pay.”
“Okay. See you later.”
A quick peck Dylan gave Savannah’s lips, before kissing the man quickly stepped out of the elevator and left Savannah just smiled followed by the elevator door that went straight back closed.
To be continued . . .
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