All Chapters of Against All Odds: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

***Bernard's POV***I had just finished dancing with a cute redhead when I walked out of the dancing circle past the crowd.Then I saw her.I know time stood still. It had to because along with it, I felt like the wind was knocked out of me. Literally.She was beautiful. Breathtaking. There was just something about her that drew me close like a moth to a flame. More or less like a deer mesmerized by a car's headlights.A part of me had to get close, but I stood back observing her. Because something as gorgeous as that could not have come here alone. And the thought bothered me a bit. Weird, huh?If I could explain to you in detail what I was looking at, you would think that I was describing an apparition of an Angel. Or knowing my luck, you would strap me in a stray jacket because of my crazy talk.She was a mixture of sinful mocha and brown sugar. I just wondered if she tasted as d

***Bernard's POV***I woke up to the incessant ringing of my phone. My eyes gritty and heavy of exhaustion slowly open. My mouth felt so dry like the desert, I could barely wet my lips. I look around and the offensive light from the sun just barrels down into the room making me squint. The ringing came again and I could just barely lift my head off the pillow."Oh God!" I moaned, holding my head as I slowly sat up.I looked around at the unfamiliar room and took in the common decor of Frat symbols and school memorabilia plastered all over the walls.The phone rings again and I immediately stood up and found my boxers I put them on and answered the phone."Yes!!!," Knowing all too well who the caller is."Bernard!!! Where the hell are you? Do you know what time it is?" Amanda my annoying sister drilled into me from over the phone.I moaned and pinched my

And with this, you know the rest as in any relationship, it's in our parents best interest to merge the companies simply by....... the both of us getting engaged. I personally don't want to but hey, that's another story for another time.I turn to walk into my office only to see my aggravating sister stomp towards me.I continue to walk off to my office, leaving her to trail behind me and follow me."You have 20 minutes Bernard," she starts to whine rushing me.I walk directly into a closet where I keep an extra suit and go to my bathroom where I slam the door in her face in time to hear her curse me out.I lean my hands against the sink and lower my head to close my eyes. The hangover I have slowly, but surely is going away. I look up and stare at the mirror at the rough look on my face. With a sigh, I immediately begin washing my face and proceeded to get dressed.I exited the office with a warning glance to my sister as she glared at me.

***Bernard's POV***My morning was like any other. I woke up to the humming tone of Constanza as she zipped in and out of the rooms down the hall and fresh aroma of coffee. I lay awake for a while absorbing the rays of the morning sun as it spilled through the window. With a rushed exhalation of breath I stretched my rested bones, then sat up to start my day.While Wilson drove me to work, I scrolled through my appointment calendar and last minute added conference calls Gladys added to my calendar.I stepped off the elevator and walked close to my dad's office. I had to admit that lately, we haven't spoken. He was extremely busy with the latest acquired accounts.I stood at the entrance of the door and lightly knocked. I took in the view of the man I called my father who was extraordinary. He built a company from the ground up and worked every bone in his body to create a legacy for us. I admired him.He had dark brown w

6:48pmWe wrapped up our work. We headed out to meet up with my father in the lobby as he was talking to Gladys.*******I was a bit nervous presenting the project. It's been a while since I spoke before a lot of people so Chris agreed he would do it.I looked around at the large structure in front of me and followed my father and Chris in. We met up with 6 members from Peterson & Lark on the top floor and we were shown to a conference room that was set up with a banquet table with snacks and drinks.We sat at our respective seats and waited for my father, Winthrop, and Peterson that had stood out in the lobby still talking.Finally, they entered; I looked around for Matt but didn't see him. Then I watched as Winthrop stood and began to speak. He finally made an introduction and welcomed us. At that moment he mentioned that Matt was currently on bed rest due to an accident. I was confused because we just were interchanging emails of our work.