LESLIE’S POV Tears fall down my cheeks in torrents, my struggle to free myself becomes even more futile and in what I now believe are my last moments, the words of Stone resurfaces in my mind. He said I went against someone more powerful than I am and that is why I am going to die. The only perso
KIAN'S POV There is something unusual about the air in the company today. As I walk across the lobby to get to the elevator, the employees part way for me like they have always done but I can’t help but notice the strange look in their eyes. It’s also hard to miss their silent whispers that are car
KIAN'S POV At the lobby, the employees look at me the same way as before while I just try hard to keep a steady gait as I exit the building. I don’t even know where I am going, I just know I want to get out of there. I want to find Leslie. I find my car and prepare its engine to run but Peter jump
KIAN'S POV Another week passes but not in a flash like most people would say. I have never liked the saying anyway because no, weeks and days don’t just flash by. For a business man like me, every single day is significant and meaningful. My days are characterized by meetings, strenuous office work
“Yes sir. I had to bring it here myself because I knew you’d be interested in it.” Of course, I feel a streak of interest and intrigue for the first time in the past week. This is because I have been trying to contact the Hanson Group for years now. I have sent emails multiple times asking for a m
LESLIE'S POV The only emotion that has fueled my determination ever since the invitations for the charity gala were sent out is anger. It has spread all over like a cancerous tumour, taking up the space where Kian’s love used to be and remaining in control even till the very night of the gala. As
KIAN’S POV One of the clauses that was tagged important on the invitation to the charity gala was for invited guests to be accompanied by a partner. I didn’t even have to ask before Beverly prepped herself up to be my plus one for the night and as much as it seemed morally wrong to be seen in publi
KIAN'S POV Beverly continues to talk while I nod along as I chug down my second glass of wine since the night began. The gala itself hasn’t begun, yet it feels like I have been standing here forever. I keep sneaking glances at my wristwatch, following the movement of the minute hand and barely payi