FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES

M'S

.. er, I mean your bride." the man said, a slight tremor i

trolled. The man fumbled with his tab

Christian who graduated from Harvard University and has a PhD in business administration from the University of Bologna. Her family consists of her sister, Bella,

. I remained silent, sipping my coffee slowly. Finally, I sp

houlders hunching in fear. He didn't

s position is not for this," I said, takin

ice shaking. "I'm so sorry,

but firm. "But you need to understand that you are here to do a job, so do it prop

on that might be useful," Mr. Ma

id, my voice even and emotionless.

ntly. "Her nickname is

ide in confusion, trying to make sense of what Mr. Maxwell had just said. A

" I asked aloud, the smil

's just a nickname, I'm sur

n eternity, and Mr. Maxwell waited anxiously for my response. Finally, a burst of la

Adam?" Maxwell asked, his

I walked towards Mr. Maxwell, setting my mug down on the table and starin

yes. He knew that when his boss stared at someone like

d something wrong. But he couldn't think of anything.

e. But they were very different in nature. One was filled w

u are never to address me by my name, no matter what the circumstances," he said

trouble now. He had no idea what to do or say next.

est with you, Mr. Maxwell," he said. "You're not the firs

by that? Was he about to lose his job? Or worse? He felt

"It was an honest mistake. I didn't mean to call you by

on't worry, I'll let it slide this time,"

nk you so much, sir," he said. "I won't make that mistake. But if I may as

ole time, let out a small smile. "I must admit

tension seemed to have lessened. He waited for Adam to speak a

sly smile on his lips. The silence lingered in the air, heavy and uncomfortab

need to arrive by tomorrow morning."

oice calm and professional. "Do you need me

" Adam said. "Just let me kno

t he couldn't help himself. "Sir, why are we suddenly going to Italy?" he aske

's soul. "You don't need to know," he said, his voice low and threatening. "J

, sir?" Maxwell i

edding until tomorrow," Ada

stammered, "you said you wouldn't be a

ce him, his expre

ink I'd like to attend the wedding after all. I need to see my bride before we're married. I find her nickn

ments for the flight, his mind whirling with questions and possibilities. What could Adam's sudden change of heart mean? And what was s

dow and smiled. Then, he started to laugh, a m

s voice calm and collected "I have to g

heart. What did he have planned for the wedding? An