KIARA'S POV. The day dawned crisp and clear. The sun poured through my window. Another day had dawned, bringing with it new hopes and aspirations. The light of dawn seeped into my room. I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked to the window. There was a pearly glow in the sky. The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene. The just-risen sun shone softly on the city streets, bringing with it a flurry of early-morning activity. I stretched my body and made my way to the shower. I didn't know when I came to my bed yesterday. I almost thought I slept on the floor with my head on the table. After having my bath, I put on my blue gown, the last gift from grandma. She said it would always be my luck, and today I need all the luck I can gather. I feel guilty for falling asleep even when Mila is missing. The perfect footwear that would suit the style
KIARA'S POV. I have been sitting, hiding under a blanket, and anxiously eating one bar of chocolate after another while watching a high school romance series on N*****x for the past two hours. The working class has long gone to work, but I took a leave from work. to attend to myself. I had pretended to be sick and taken a leave of absence from work for my own safety.I have a feeling that those men would come again looking for me, and this time they might really get me. But why would they be looking for me? While chewing on my nails, I ponder but receive no response.I am still engrossed in my thoughts when I hear a firm knock at the door. “OMG! Oh my god! This is bad! This is bad! Very bad!“ I chant while moving up and down in my room. I wasn't expecting anyone. I literally know no one here except Mila, but she would be working at this time. Or is it Jim? At first, I wanted to pretend I did not hear the knock, but it persisted. I stand on shaky legs as I approach the front door. At
KIARA'S POV The black SUV moved to the end of the street and then turned to head away from town. Still, I stared out of the window. watching the blur of the green leaves whiz past me until I no longer recognize my surroundings. I took a deep, shaky breath and turned to see a dark eye fixed on me. “Whoa!“ I exclaimed. My entire body is covered in goosebumps as a result of my fear.I shifted uncomfortably to the end of the seat, feeling the coldness of his gaze. “What?“ he finally snapped at me. His expression remained frozen as he replied. His gaze was still fixed on me. I scoff slightly, my gaze lowered so I couldn't see him. “What do you want from me?" "Who the hell are you?” I hold the man's collar tight and question. Kiara has no idea where that particular courage came from. “You are brave too." "Nice, just the qualities needed from you," he says as my hands helplessly slide down his chest.I am in a big mess right now, all thanks to Mila, who wanted to help me get a rich billi
Kiara's pov I scrambled out of the car as soon as it rolled to a stop, desperate to put distance between me and the man standing beside me in the car. Being confined in such a small place was suffocating and had my heart pounding so hard. I dressed my glasses so that they fit perfectly.I wished I could untie my hair because I definitely look like that nerdy girl who could be easily intimidated. The house even looked more intimidating when I stood before it, and every wall was lined with armed guards with guns tucked into their belts. I looked back to see the big black gate that had sealed me inside. They were impenetrable, standing at least twenty feet tall. The cold wind howled through the iron, rattling it.As the atmosphere became more pervasive, I shivered. “Let's go in,” the man growled in my ear, his hands curling around my shoulder as he pushed me a little. He tugged me towards the entrance. Striding quickly, I struggled to keep up. I attempted a few times to free myself from
KIARA'S POV “I have to report to work this evening, and I need my work clothes." I dragged my eyes back to focus on his instead. He shook his head and then leaned on the door. “ No. You won't work in the meantime. Let's say you are on your holidays, right? “Excuse me?“ My eyes widened as I felt the nails dig deep into the soft duvet on the bed. “You aren't working anymore, okay, so you can relax,” he repeated, his eyes narrowing in veiled amusement as he looked up and down at me. “Why the hell not?“ I snapped, getting more annoyed. "This isn't your father's house because you're here as a fucking prisoner; can't you get it already?"All those men stood there to guide you and make sure you didn't act silly. "There's no work for you anymore, little pretty girl; you won't even get to see your friends or family unless you do exactly as you're told," he scoffed, smirking. “That's not fair!" What the hell do you want me to do? "I will do it and leave this place.” My voice trembled as I
KIARA'S POV I spent the night tossing and turning, unable to take my mind off everything that had changed drastically. I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for me.What will they do with me? If the man asks me to marry him or date him, will I be able to say no, or will my timid self accept everything in a hurry? This worried me a lot, and I had to memorize how to reject him in my mind. When the sun finally rose the next morning, I had eyebags under my eyes. I propped myself up on one elbow. I let out a sigh as I tried to open my eyes fully, feeling the fatigue of a restless night's sleep. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, hoping to lessen the puffiness. I could feel the tightness of my skin, a sure sign that I had spent the night tossing and turning. I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom, hoping a splash of cold water on my face would help wake me up. As I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but groan at the sight of my tired, puffy eyes staring back at me
Two weeks later KIARA'S POV I stir the stew mindlessly, too lost in my thoughts to actually get any work done. I feel someone poke me in the side of my ribs and I look up annoyed to find Casmir staring at me in an eye to eye smile. "What's on your mind little chef?" He asks flopping himself round the table in front of me with his ridiculous smile still on his face. "Cooking" I said hoping that he'd believe that and let me be. Casmir is just one hell of a chef, he nags and makes it tougher for me in here. I remember him saying that I took everything from him once I got to the hotel as a chef. "You actually think I'd believe that? You have been doing this Same thing for more than thirty minutes now. I know you better than you know yourself chef.." Casmir said sassily. I smile and add the next ingredient- a vegetable to the stew. I see as the other cooks glimpse at us. I have once heard them rumour that we are secretly dating but pretends to be real time enemies. But things li
MATEO'S POV Frank wasn't wrong to call me a watcher. I am and it's not something I can resist. My gaze followed my blue eyed mate as she disappears into the same restaurant I ate the last time. With a smirk on her face. She seems to be so happy going to work. Her sculptured, twine-thin figure is something I haven't gotten tired of looking at. The face that would never leave my memory, even if she wanted to I have just passed the Wekki estate and am now heading to one of my mansions. When I see her, my friend!I don't know if she works at the restaurant or if she is just a customer; I hope it's the former. That would be preferable to searching for her for an extended period of time again. I stay in the car, thinking about what else to do. I can't just go in there and scream, "Follow me, girl; you are my mate!" Humans will think I am a lunatic. There is a difference between being impatient and watching something from afar and having the inability to stop thinking about something.