SERENA’S POVI could feel my body aching as I finally gained consciousness again. I opened my eyes slowly and winced, taking in my surroundings. All I could see was an empty room made of bare concrete walls and a single bulb overhead. I realized that my wrists were bound tightly behind the cold metal chair. I started to panic instantly. Where the hell was I and how long had I been there ? Twisting against the ropes, I opened my mouth to scream but only gagged noises came out as my mouth was tied. I tried to shake off myself from the chair but it was too tight. The door scraped open suddenly, and three men entered.My heart leapt into my mouth as I stared at them. Two hefty men which I recognized from earlier were standing with an average sized man puffing on a cigar. His hair was cut short and he was wearing glasses and sprouted a long beard.He grinned toothily, stepping forward."Don't even think about screaming, girlie," he warned as he puffed on his cigar. He snapped his finger

CAMERON’S POVSeconds slowed as I stared at her, swallowing hard. "I —I never stopped loving you, Serena. And I always will." I had definitely been dying to tell her that but if she wasn’t sober right now,she definitely wouldn’t remember by morning. Then slowly, hesitantly, she took a small step closer to me until we were just a breath apart. My heart raced as I searched her eyes, and then finally, very gently, she pressed her lips to my cheek. A shiver went down my spine at the feather light touch. Lifting a hand, my fingers found her silky hair and I whispered, "You need some rest, Serena."She pulled back, eyes flashing defensively. "Don't tell me what to do Cameron. You have no idea what I'm dealing with." "Then help me understand," I pleaded gently. "Let me be here for you." For a long moment she just stared at me, and then she turned away, heading for her room.I followed suit, watching her change into a short black dress that hugged her full curves."Where are you going n

SERENA’S POV "Ugh, where am I?" I grumbled, as my eyes popped open,trying to adjust to the brightness. My head pounded like someone was banging inside my skull with a hammer.I slowly pushed myself up into a sitting position, the soft cotton instantly feeling cool against my bare legs. Glancing down, I realized with a start that I was clad only in an oversized t-shirt that was not mine. The worn fabric hung loosely around my shoulders, and my chest tightened as I recognized the design. It was one of Cameron's concert tees, plus his sweet scent was all over me. That's when it hit me. I knew this bedroom. Knew those deep grey walls and sleek modern furniture. This was Cameron's apartment. The same loft he used to bring me all the time when we were dating. I dragged my hands down my face, trying to piece together how on earth I ended up here half naked and hungover. "Morning sleeping beauty." Cameron's low voice came from the doorway, pulling me from my thoughts. My head snapped up to

SERENA’S POVI felt my heart racing and cheeks burning as I stammered, "Mom, how long were you standing there exactly?" She looked at me with concerned eyes, "Long enough to hear the raucous yelling but not make out what was being said. I am wondering what all the fuss was about between these two grown men." She shot a chiding look at Cameron and Kaden, who appeared to have calmed down a bit.I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. Quick, I needed to come up with an explanation. "It was just a, uh, legal case thing at the company. Work stuff, you know how messy disputes can get." Mom furrowed her brows, clearly not fully convinced. "A legal case? Between you, Cameron and Kaden? What on earth is this case about that has the three of you arguing like that?" she pried.I shuffled on my feet anxiously, mind working frantically to think of a very believable lie. "It's just a property development plan we're working on together that hit a disagreement. But like I said, it's being handled

KADEN’S POVEver since that night with Bianca, things hadn’t been great with Serena and I. I didn’t know if she just avoided me or she was genuinely choked with the stress of representing Richard Miller. Till now, I still didn’t understand why she was taking up the bastard’s case. I hoped she would at least give me a chance to explain myself one of these days. It was fucking killing me inside. When I drove in from work that evening, I swiped at my phone to see Bianca’s text requesting an urgent meeting. What could be so important that it couldn't wait? "We need to talk. I'm coming over." Nothing good ever followed an ominous message like that and I felt quite uneasy.When the doorbell finally rang, I swung it open prepared for the apocalypse. "Kaden, there's something I need to tell you," Bianca said without preamble. Her expression gave nothing away as she brushed past into the living room. "Alright, you're worrying me now. Just spit it out," I replied quickly."Relax, I have s