~Malik~ After my men had left the restaurant, I went up to my lush penthouse atop the hotel, and dialled Rhea’s number. The city below buzzed with life, a striking difference from the mind-numbing serenity from the elevated heights of my penthouse. Rhea answered at the third ring and revealed that
"Don't come any closer," she warned with a fierce glare, "or I will kill you all!" Despite the gravity of the situation, a small smile flickered across my lips. Even now, her words were her sharpest weapon. But as one of the men dared to step closer, she swung with all her might. The bottle smashed
She looked down. "I was called a hypocrite by my husband today," she said softly. Her admission touched a chord in me. It was intense that she would share such a personal grievance with someone she thought was a stranger. She might not remember this encounter in the morning, but for now, her drunke
~Ezinne~ I groaned softly and yawned widely as awareness slowly seeped back into my senses. My eyelids fluttered open, and immediately, my body announced its condition. It started with a blinding, pounding headache drumming relentlessly at my temples, followed by a wave of nausea that made the
"Thank you," I muttered. He responded with a low hum and a single nod, an acknowledgement as brief as it was formal, then turned on his heel and strode towards the door. However, he paused at the threshold. "When you feel much better, I would like us to discuss some pack matters together." I nodd
I was a complete flake. I kept telling myself that keeping away from her was for the best and because I wanted her to be happy. But I couldn't keep those promises. After what felt like an eternity of running across the training grounds, I stripped off my sweat-soaked clothes and gave up control to m
Hello guys, I hope you are still enjoying my story. Thank you for reading this far. For this chapter, I will use the third person’s POV because I want to represent what they both feel at every point. Malik paced restlessly at the end of the grand staircase in the spacious foyer. He glanced freque
Ezinne shook her head, and he saw the hurt and anger in her eyes. Seeing those emotions directed at him shattered something inside Malik. It broke him that he was making her see him as a monster. Maybe he had taken this too far. But as she spoke her next words, his fleeting remorse was swept away by