Chapter 1 Clash of fire and ice

I stood in front of the mirror gently applying a touch of red lipsticks on my lips, I didn't need any soothsayer to tell me I looked stunning I already knew, the confidence radiated over me like perfume, and honestly it wasn't just in my head People always say it. No man walks past me without turning for a second

But hey, let me introduce myself properly.

My name is Ariana Tyler. I'm 22 years old, young, beautiful, and successful. And no no I don't depend on my parents, I make my own money and I live on my own. I've built a life that I'm super proud of.

And yes! Before I forget I have the most handsome boyfriend, Chris. He's 25 and literally perfect in My life? It's everything a girl could ask for beauty, wealth, independence, and love.

Anyway, back to my morning.

After giving myself one last admiring glance in the mirror, I slipped on my high stiletto heels and grabbed my gorgeous designer bag and left my room.

Outside, my driver was already waiting, As I stepped into the backseat, my phone started ringing.

I glanced at the screen and smiled.

Phone Call

"Hello, babe," I said sweetly.

"Hey, I guess you're on your way to work?" Chris's voice came through.

"Yes, baby," I replied.

"I miss you badly," he said.

"I miss you too."

"I'll talk to you later, take care of yourself," he said before ending the call.

I smiled to myself. He must be busy as always

Kidwell's POV

I stormed out of the house, furious. That useless maid of mine had the audacity to put milk in my coffee. Who even drinks coffee with milk? It's not like this was her first time making it for me.

Well, good riddance I fired her on the spot.

I can't stand incompetence.

While I fumed, my driver almost ran into another car.

"Are you driving like a blind man?!" I snapped.

"I'm sorry, sir," he mumbled.

"Sorry for yourself, you idiot."

I hissed and looked away refusing to let my morning be completely ruined.

When we arrived at the office, I stepped out and headed straight inside, eyes glued to my phone, replying to messages. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going until I stepped on someone.

What the hell?

Even if I wasn't watching, shouldn't she have noticed I was coming?

Before I could say a word, a sharp voice cut through the air.

"Are you blind?! Even if you are, you are stinking, you must be crazy to be walking around here like you own the place!"

My head snapped up.

Who the hell did she think she is?