Saved By The One & Only

Peyton

Amy's POV:

As we officially reach the railing I can't help but look around and notice that the terrace that we are on is suddenly empty with only just us two.

I found it weird seeming as though the entire night Mia and I noticed how packed it was with many females attempting to take multiple photo sessions of them in front of the view.

Hmm. I think to myself it must have been him. Or at-least who he is to the world and why they probably cleared the area for him.

I turn to face him and find him staring at me already almost as if he was studying my face or wondering what I was thinking while I was surveying the balcony.

"Amelia, I would like to know if you are seeing Ian or if you are at least thinking about dating him?" He says to me ever so smoothly almost as if this was a business transaction.

I can't help but snicker and start to walk off.

"Amelia wait." He says to me with a raised tone reminding me of his authoritative tone. I'm sure most women consider this to be part of his charm.

And I too, if I weren't soo angry with him for the question he just asked me, I'm fairly certain I too, would be falling for him the instant he called my name in that husky low tone of his.

As I turn to face him, the more I am around him I can tell Mr. Anderson is a man who rarely looks anything less than absolutely perfect a day in his life.

"Mr. Anderson, I thought we covered this last night. If you remember at your party." I say to him clearly sounding annoyed.

He suddenly walks up to me and comes closer than what I would like him to be.

A half a step forward and we'd be kissing almost.

I instantly look to the right where the right side of the balcony is to avoid starting at him in the eyes.

I am a coward. If I were to look at him in this moment, I know I'd cave and give this man whatever he asks of me in this precise moment.

"Amelia, Ian is not good for you. He's not the person you should place your interest in." Mr. Anderson says to me in a low husky tone.

I understand he meant it as a warning, but instead his tone invoked a desire for him, deep within me that I hadn't known I was capable of having.

I snap out of reality, take a step back and stare at him stone cold hard before I say to him what I think of his warning.

"I don't think you qualify to give me that information, Mr. Anderson. I believe I, myself have to figure that out on my own, whether or not he is good for me." I say to him and prepare to walk off when all of a sudden his next words stop me dead in my tracks.

"I had a sister." He says after me.

I slowly turn around and find his eyes to seem desolate.

My silence to his statement urges him to continue.

"Her name was Peyton. Ian and I were business partners many years ago with one of our first properties that we opened up. He was in love with my sister, and she with him. He was my best friend and she was my baby sister. They complemented one another and I trusted him with her. I trusted him with her, and I was well aware of how much she loved him and cared for him. Until they were on vacation, and we had a crisis with one of our properties and we needed him back here immediately. I was away on a separate business trip and couldn't get back to the office soon enough to handle the crisis either, so the team thought to reach out to Ian since he was closer than I was. According to him he urged her to stay behind at the resort and that he would return in a few days but she decided to take a private plane 48 hours after he had left but the plane never made it." He finishes and looks up at me with a stone cold look on his face almost as if he was transported back to the day he found out.

"I'm so sorry." I say to him with sincerity behind it because I can't imagine what it must've been like to have lost her and in that way.

His eyes suddenly seem to soften and just then he turns around and walks toward the railing.

I'm shocked he's sharing such a personal detail with me. Me? His assistant? Could it be that he could one day see me more than this? Is this why he's telling me all of this, aside from him not wanting me to go out with Ian.

"That's why I need you to stay away from him Amelia. You don't know him like I do. And it's not in your best interest to date him." Mr. Anderson replies to me.

"I understand." I say to him, and what I say next shocks me to my core. "I won't date him Mr. Anderson."

Shocked that I am sitting here relinquishing my very right to freely date whomever I please, all because of him.

Jeez, I'm really screwed now. I can't help but think to myself.

"I also wanted to say thank you for what you did for Mia when she was hospitalized. Especially you having Dr. Hayes specifically care for her. I truly do appreciate what you did Mr. Anderson and I apologize for taking so long in thank you." I say to him in hopes that he turns around so that I can see him one last time before I head back to meet with Mia.

He turns around and walks towards me once more, his face unreadable.

"There's no need to thank me Amelia. I only did what was right." He finishes off with a small smile.

"I disagree you didn't have to seeming as though I'm sure it's caused you nothing but problems. Regardless, I still appreciate everything that you have done for her and I thank you for it. And I truly am sorry for your loss. I'm sure your sister meant a great deal to you and I'm sure it wasn't easy losing her let alone in that way." I say to him earnestly.

"I should also go check on Mia considering she may be talking Mr. Hayes to death." I say to him with a small smile.

He lets out a small smile before letting out a small chuckle and motions me with his hand as if to signal 'after you', and so I begin to walk back towards our table.

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Good evening everyone!

I hope everyone's Saturday is going well!

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- Jen