ELENA'S POINT OF VIEWKing Ryder Asshole.That should be his name. How dare he drag me to the police station even after I declared my innocence severally? I even cried. I grabbed a wineglass from the top shelf and poured myself a drink."Here's my favorite woman in the entire world." A cheery voice said from behind me."Not now, Quinn."I turned to look at my best friend. Blonde hair, blue eyes, very annoying and hot. She was always there for me. Well, except for earlier today."Why? What's wrong?" She snatched the glass from me and took a sip of my white wine.I grabbed another glass and poured myself another drink. "I crashed into someone's car today."Her eyes instantly went wide with fear and worry. "What? When? Were you hurt?"I took a sip of the wine. "No, but the person called the cops and I was arrested.""Who the hell is that?" Quinn asked, anger very noticeable in her tone and posture. "King Ryder Smith." I answered, going to stand beside her. "He's a jerk." When she said n
RYDER'S POINT OF VIEW"Come have breakfast."Mirabel covered her head with a pillow, ignoring me. I had sent a maid to tell her to come down, but she said she wouldn't. Now that I was in her room, she chose to be stubborn and not listen to me."Mirabel, I don't want to repeat myself, you hear me? Get your ass up and come down for breakfast."She removed the pillow and sat up. "I don't want to.""Mirabel.""Ryder, leave me alone. I said I don't want to have breakfast with you. Can't you respect that?""No." I moved closer to her bed. "I cannot respect that. Who am I supposed to eat with if you're not there?"She looked away from me. "There's Theo.""But you're my family." I removed the blanket she had used to cover herself despite her trying to put it back on."Ryder, please." She angrily kneeled on the bed, trying her best to appear the least bit scary."Mira, please." I teased, lifting her up from the bed. She struggled in my arms, letting me realize she really didn't want to have br
MIRABEL'S POINT OF VIEWStaying in my room all day long with two women who were monitoring me outside the room was becoming unbearable. Ryder wanted to keep me safe, and I was thankful for that, but I wanted to do something fun. I wanted to hang out with my friends. Where's the harm in seeing my friends? Isabella's death was getting to his head.He couldn't keep me locked up forever. I would do something I wanted, whether or not he liked it. He wouldn't understand, anyway. I threw on a black jacket on top of the black tank top I was wearing. I knew very well that the women in front of the door wouldn't let me just waltz out of the palace, so I was going to use the window.There was only one person who could help me escape from here. I had no intention of coming back anytime soon because I knew my brother would ground me for life before those women ever told him I had escaped. I grabbed my duffel bag and phone.I dialed my friend's number, and on the third ring; he picked up."Mira!" h
RYDER'S POINT OF VIEWMirabel surprised me two days ago. Just when I was considering letting her return to school and then she decided to mess everything up for herself. How could she even think of leaving me to go stay with some stupid boy who couldn't even afford his own meal? What if he wasn't genuine? What if the attacker was using him to get to Mirabel?But then, as I thought about it more, maybe I was being a little too much. Staying in the same place for three weeks must have been unbearable for her. I had to do something to make her feel better. I spoke to Theo about my plans and he said it was fine, as long as she would be with me at all times."Ryder?"I looked up from my phone when I heard Mirabel's voice. She wore a white, long-sleeved cropped tee, brown camo trousers and adidas sneakers. Her hair was in a messy bun and she had very little makeup on."You look nice." I smiled at her and walked around the car to the driver's side."You're acting weird, Ryder. What's going o
Mirabel rushed into the building. All I knew was the need to survive and the promise I made to my sister. Who were these guys, and how long had they been following us? Who in the world sent them to tail us? These bastards couldn't just appear at random, especially when they were working as a team. There had to be someone behind them. An asshole who wanted me and my family dead.The pedestrians had run away when they heard a gunshot. They were aiming for Mirabel.I ran into the warehouse as swiftly as I could, praying wholeheartedly that I wouldn't get shot. The men followed behind me."Ryder!" Mirabel called for my attention. She was hiding behind a steel drum. I hid behind the one across from her, so that I could see them easily."Be quiet." I instructed, bringing my index finger up to my lips.The men got closer, searching for us with their guns pointed in the air, ready to shoot. They were four and the one with a knife tattoo on the side of his face gave me reasons to believe he was
ELENA'S POINT OF VIEWWhen I said I would pay the price the following day, I wasn't kidding. My head hurt like crazy and the light wasn't helping my situation. I slowly got off the bed and made a beeline for the bathroom, where I was certain I would empty my stomach. If there was a reason I hated drinking, it would be this.Vomit was my nemesis.Unfortunately for me, my stomach decided puking all over my floor was the right thing to do. Vomit pooled beneath me, making me regret drinking as much as I did last night. I heaved on all fours. My stomach clenched in pain as vomit passed through my open jaws. Sweat dripped down my brow, my eyes watering.I wiped the disgusting liquid off the curve of my lips and rose to my feet. Looking down, I felt the need to double over and let the remaining demonic liquid in my stomach come out.Once in the bathroom, I went for the sink to rinse the involuntary tears that had streamed down my eyes. I brushed my teeth and hair. Now on to the part I didn't
RYDER'S POINT OF VIEWTwo days later...Lying in that hospital bed was a soul that had been woven into my own for as long as I could recall. Mirabel hadn't opened her eyes for the past two days. I was starting to fear something was wrong. The doctor had explained it was normal and that she would soon wake up.Annalise and I finally had some time to discuss, since I met her at a wrong time. She explained she had returned to Ordene because she felt restless. She said a part of her wasn't comfortable that she was away. Her father seemed to be becoming depressed with each passing day. She had come to help me find her sister's murderer. Another reason was because she had acquired a company in Ordene and was here to see how they were doing."So how far have you come?" Anna asked me. We were in Mirabel's hospital room, monitoring her. There were men outside, too."There's nothing much yet." I told her, "But I had refused a message. The attacker said there was more to come and one of it is the
ELENA'S POINT OF VIEWAfter eating, I got dressed up for work. Even though my mental state was a little unstable, I couldn't miss a day or I would get fired. My team manager, Miss Miller, was a very temperamental person, and I didn't want to get on her nasty side. I was an intern, or should I say, office servant. Calling someone an intern was an acceptable way of saying servant because here, I ran more errands than actual work. It was all about being an ass kisser. Kiss ass or lose your job.As soon as I walked in, I was hit with the smell of cologne. The room was painted a soft off-white color from top to bottom, with a simple floral design border all the way around. The ceiling of the room was the same color as the walls and vinyl flooring below.Next to the door, there was a coat rack that held two coats at the moment. There were potted plants located in strategic places around the room.Although most of the room was organized, the desks were quite unkempt. Papers that the other em