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After Adele Arlington looses her dream job, she's forced to stop law practice and find an alternative career. She finds herself under the Hollywood spotlight after shooting an a million dollar series but she struggles on how to pretend to love, without falling in love with Wayde Bailey a handsome actor. The kind you find in Hollywood.

Other / Romance
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Chapter 1.

New York City: shrill and meagre, defunct but exclusive, quiet and cheap, impractical and fatuous, wealthiest and shrewdest, modern and saucy, reflective and imitative, small and enterprising, cheerful and modern, social and influential, little and unimportant, handsome but pennies. It was the city that never slept, it never got sleepy, and it never tired even with the hustle and hustle that never seemed to end.

Adele could hear the honking of taxis, and peoples lively chatter as she sat at her kitchen island, in her small condo in Manhattan.

She looked at the letter that lay on the marble counter for the umpteenth time. She couldn't believe it. Everything she had ever wanted, everything she had ever worked for, had thrown itself at her feet.

This should be an easy decision, Addie, it's everything you've ever worked for. Everything you have ever fought for. Email them!!
I mentally scolded myself.

I wanted this opportunity, so much. Too much maybe. But I had so much of my life in New York. My fiancee, my parents, my cousins...basically the whole damn clan.
I didn't want to leave them for a job. I was frustrated.

I had applied for the job as a legal director in one of the most powerful law firms across the globe every year since I had permission to practice law. I was about 25 then.
I knew that it was hopeless but I did it anyway. I got used to getting a letter of disapproval several times. It had become a habit for them to say no I suppose.
I don't blame them. I worked in a small law firm near time square.
My main concern was my fiancee Enzo. I knew better than anyone that a long-distance relationship between them was a lost cause. He would never agree to back to England his home. The reason behind this was simply his toxic relationship with his father.

She changed into a simple skirt suit as she walked into her luxurious office.

When you walk into my office, there is a grey bookcase lining the entire right-hand wall. There is a grey sofa with a Spanish rug over the back pillows. There was a fireplace with bookshelves lining it on both sides. On the mantle, they were a couple of Chinese decisions that my boyfriend Enzo bought for when he was there with some friends.

On the left-hand side of the room were paintings of jazz musicians from New Orleans. Something that I had gotten from her mother. I then heard a grand piano which I played once in a while to relax.

I sat on my chair and leaned back as I cranked my neck hard over and I could see the sky from my office window.

My day seemed to go by uneventful. The job offer was glued to my head throughout the day I could hardly think straight.

I was zoning out in my office thinking about the job offer. How was I going to tell Enzo about it? That I was even considering it? That I was probably going to accept it despite what he thought?

That aside, how am I going to tell my mother that I am leaving her when she needs me most? She had just been diagnosed with breast cancer soon the death of my step-father.
You can not do this!!! I scolded myself." you shouldn't even be thinking about this"
I opened my laptop, ready to write a letter declining the offer. I knew the words. But I just couldn't type them into my computer.
Just do it dammit! I screamed at myself.
I let out a frustrated groan.
I can't do this. I won't do this. I won't say goodbye to this once in a lifetime opportunity. I can't do that to myself. I can't let all my hard work do down the drain. At least not my own accord. Even if it meant leaving Enzo. As painful as it may be. They're plenty of fish in the sea, right?
"Addie listen to yourself!" I screamed at myself.

I got home exhausted and fatigued. I walked over to the leather couch to see Enzo having a beer.
"Hey baby, how was your day," he said inviting me to sit next to him.
I took a deep breath as I studied his features.
He was handsome from the depth of his eyes to the gentle expressions of his voice. He was handsome from his generous opinions to the touch of his hand upon my own. I loved the way his voice quickened when he sparkled with a new idea or was so enjoying one of mine that he lost himself for a moment and quite forgot the mask he wore for others. So I gave him my heart and kept him safe, that's the way it was. I cannot walk away from this.
"Honey I need to talk to you about something," I said in a soft voice. Taking his hands in mine.
"Baby what is it?" He said with a level of concern.
"So you know that position in that law firm in London, I've been applying for every year?"
"Yeah, director." He said locking his eyes with mine.
"It...umm" I swear my heart was going at a hundred miles per hour.
"Babe, what is it?" He said squeezing my hand in reassurance. I knew I could tell him anything. This was just so hard to say.
"It finally came through," I said whispering the last part.
He was quiet. He didn't say anything.
What was he thinking?
"Are you thinking about taking it?" He said putting a hand on my thigh.
"I don't know?"
"Are you asking me or telling me?"
"I don't know"
"Well you wouldn't be sending a letter asking for the position every year if you didn't want it," he spoke with honesty.
"Well at this point am not sure if they fave me the job because of my persistence, merit, mercy."
He let a small chuckle escape his lips.
"Enzo. I don't want us to play dumb. I can't go if you don't come with me. You know better than anyone that a long-distance relationship won't work between us"
"We can make it work," he said.
"We want to make it work, but we can't. There's a difference" I said pulling away from his grasp.
"I can't do back to London." He said.
"You can't or you won't?" I said immediately regretting my choice of words.
"After everything you know I've been through with the man I call father. You ask me that!"
"Am sorry Enzo but what do you want me to say? That I should give up my dream job because you have daddy issues?!"
I was angry, but I knew my choice of words hurt him. "Enzo, am sorry I didn't mean that," I said hoping that I had unbroken what was already damaged.
"Then what did you mean! It's times like this that I regret sharing personal stuff with you, Adele. Because you are selfish and manipulative and you use that against people. You use peoples vulnerabilities to get what you want!"
"Don't you dare! I do not do that!" I defended myself.
"Are you sure Adele? Because I've seen it. How about when you told your best friend that she should grow up, only a month after she'd been raped, only so she could go out with a guy she didn't like so you could win a bet! That's the price people pay when they choose to love you!"
I felt a sting of melancholy and confusion. I knew what he said was true. But I never did it consciously or deliberately. I would never do that.

My eyes were prickling with tears as I sniffled. I am pathetic, aren't I?
"Baby girl I didn't mean it like that," he said pulling her into a hug as she sobbed into his shoulder.
"I hate it when we fight," I said, my voice thick with tears.
"Me too baby," he said planting a soft kiss on my lips.
"If your happy taking this job, then I am too"
"No, am not dragging you to a place where you won't be happy"
"Baby, we're you even listening to me? As your happy, I am. Let me take you to London"

They spent the best few days saying goodbye to friends and family. Adele's mother took the news better than she expected. And like every good mother, she wished her nothing but the best.
Off to London they were.

"If you don't heal from hurt you, you'll bleed from what didn't cut you"
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