CHAPTER TWELVE KIAN’S POV I have been shamelessly and obsessively counting the days since Leslie left. That’s why I don’t need to look at the calendar to know it’s been seven days. Leslie has been gone for an entire week with no single trace left behind for me to track. The Hotel that provided t
Leslie always wears dull colors, colors that draw little to no attention to her as a secretary because she shouldn’t stand out. She never fights to stand out and does her job effectively. I open my eyes and that perfect image of her disappears. I sigh, asking myself if I am slowly going crazy. A
CHAPTER THIRTEEN KIAN’S POV I picked Beverley up at the hotel she’s been staying at for the past two months since her return. She seems pleased with me, a development worth mentioning after how she had left my house angrily after I turned down her advances. The date is an opportunity to patch thi
“Let’s get married, Kian.” I choke on the water, spurting it all over my clothes. I cough repeatedly while Beverly tries to help by taking one of the napkins on our table and reaching out to wipe the stain on my shirt with it but I take it from her to do it myself, looking around to see if anyone
CHAPTER FOURTEEN LESLIE’S POV It may seem like I am in control in this unexpected run in with Kian but it is nothing but a facade. Deep inside of me, it feels like I am going to explode from the way my heart pumps blood faster through my veins. It takes everything I have to keep myself from tremb
Travis tenses angrily beside me and he makes a move towards Beverly but I stop him, shaking my head. He huffs in annoyance. Beverly isn’t worth it and she is just as shallow as the man who put that baby inside of her. I brush off the accusation because I know that is not who I am. Instead, I turn ar
CHAPTER FIFTEEN LESLIE’S POV The concept of home for me has repeatedly changed in the last three years and also in the past one week. As of now, home is the suburban mansion whose garage Travis is currently pulling into. He parks his car amidst the many other sleek cars that scream luxury and weal
With that, I walk into my room before he can say another word. ************************************************************** A lot of things have changed since leaving Kian’s home. My mornings are no longer characterized by the rush to assist the maids in making his meal while also getting pre