My cheeks turned red as I felt a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction. "You're insatiable," I teased, my voice still breathy.He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Only for you," he replied, his hands gently caressing my back while we stood there naked in his office. "I can't get enough of you, Jenna."I opened my mouth to speak but got interrupted by a knock on the door.I froze, my eyes locking with on Keith's in panic and a hint of residual lust. I quickly scrambled to grab my discarded clothes, the urgency in my movements heightened by the persistent knocking."Just a minute," Keith called out, his voice surprisingly steady given the situation. He tossed me my blouse, and I fumbled to put it on, my fingers trembling while he just got dressed casually.As Keith zipped up his pants and adjusted his shirt, I tried to smooth down my skirt, my heart pounding in my chest. The knock came again, more insistent this time."Keith, are you in there?" The voice belonged to Yil
KEITH POVIt's just been what? Like, two minutes? She stepped out for just two minutes and my men had already alerted me about her sister coming after her with a knife."Keith! Keith, we still have to handle this issue!" Yilena screamed after me, unaware of what was happening outside.I didn't bother to turn talk less of reply to her, all my mind and soul was set upon Jenna's safety and I swear, if that Sarah wasn't a woman, I'd beat her to a pulp!I sighted Jenna from a distance but as soon as I felt relieved nearing the road, I saw a face I never thought would show itself in front of me again."Whitaker..." I muttered his name, watching his kind-hearted smile turn to a wicked grin as soon as Jenna wasn't watching.His hand reached for her waist while his eyes were fixed on me and all I could think about was getting her out of there.Unfortunately for me, I only noticed it as a trap too late.I turned to see a car heading at me in full spread with the last thing I heard was Jenna scr
YILENA POVI slid away from Keith and Jenna under the guise of keeping watch, only to pull out my phone and make a call.Fuck, Keith. I'm not ready to die. Not yet. My deathbed can never be this close because of them.The man I shot, Leonard Whitaker, has been Keith's nemesis for as long as I can remember and he has found us out.I'm very sure he's not going to forget my face after I shot him and now I need protection from him too. There's no telling what will happen if Keith gets treated and decides to take everything upon himself.We'd be screwed.I watched my phone screen desperately as it was about to buzz for the last time.Thankfully, the person I called picked up in the last second and I breathed out in relief, just noticing that I'd been holding my breath."What is it?" she asked, her voice as hostile as the last time we met.I don't blame her for that, after all, she hates those who don't finish the job."Good evening." I greeted nervously."Girl. I do not have all day. What
WRITER POVThe grandiose library of the sprawling mansion was a scene of chaos. Rich mahogany shelves lined with leather-bound books bore silent witness to the drama unfolding below. The room, bathed in the soft golden light of chandeliers, was punctuated by the frenzied movements of two personal doctors tending to their injured patient.Leonard Whitaker, a towering figure in the business world, sat in a high-backed leather chair, his right shoulder soaked in blood. His tailored white shirt was a torn mess, revealing the ragged wound where the bullet had torn through. His face, usually a mask of controlled authority and false deceiving smiles, was now contorted with pain and fury."Goddammit, watch what you're doing!" Leonard bellowed, his deep voice echoing off the walls. His glare was fixed on Dr. Williams, who was pressing a sterile pad against the wound."I'm trying to stop the bleeding, Mr. Whitaker," Dr. Williams replied, his voice calm but edged with urgency. "You need to sta
SARAH POVI sat on the cold, unforgiving floor of my prison cell, knees pulled tightly to my chest. My thin prison uniform did little to shield me from the chill that seeped up through the concrete, but I barely noticed. My mind was a chaos of thoughts, all circling back to that moment, replaying it endlessly.I had been so close. The knife had felt heavy in my hand, a reassuring weight, as I had approached Jenna.I was close to ending her life, the one who had ruined everything, whose mere existence had twisted my life into a nightmare. I could still see her smug face, the casual way she moved through life as if she hadn't destroyed mine.What happened? I was so close I could have stabbed her damned stomach.Oh... Yes...My fingers twitched involuntarily, remembering the grip of the blade. I had imagined the look on her face, the shock, the fear, as I ended it all. My breath quickened at the memory, a mix of anger and regret surging through my veins. I had wanted to see her suffe
YILENA POV"That's Keith's wife you sick psycho!!"Nicola smirked at me from a distance, watching and enjoying my panic before she finally parted her lips to speak, "I'm aware.""The fuck did you do?! I told you to stop randomly killing people with your crazy mixes!" I screamed, my heart racing frantically.Nicola chuckled and then cleared her throat, "Oh, I did stop. Just gave her a mix for sweet sweet wet dreams." she added, "The lady's going to wake... Eventually."My eyebrows furrowed, anger filling me up, "EVENTUALLY?! Do you have a death wish?! She's not just any woman to him! I came here to avoid getting killed by the enemy, not to perish in this devil's fortress by Keith's hands!""My my, is that what kids these days call my home?"My entire body shot up and froze when I heard her voice. Shit! I'm screwed now. By the look on Nicola's face, I could tell she Big Mama was present and behind me.I felt her come close and hold my chin, squeezing tight and forcing me to turn and fac
KEITH POVMy voice was a dangerous growl, my eyes burning with fury. "Why the hell did you bring me here?!" I demanded, my anger surging as I tightened my grip around Yilena's neck, forcing her back against the cold wall behind her. "You had one job, Yilena. One. Job. And you bring me back here?" My voice, low and menacing, reverberated through the dimly lit hallway. Yilena struggled for breath, her hands clawing at mine, trying to loosen my vice-like hold. Her eyes widened in panic, but she managed to shake her head, attempting to speak, but I didn't let her. With a swift motion, I shoved her against the wall, my hand around her neck tightening even more. "You think I won't kill you for this? Bringing me back here? I should—"Before I could utter another word, a burst of laughter echoed from a nearby room, followed by a mocking voice. "Hey, did you hear that? This chick says Yilena's brought 'Master Keith' here! The dumbest excuse ever," one voice sneered. "We all know he'd nev
"This place isn't good for her," I argued."Then she doesn't have to know what this place is." my mother chimed in, "She knows what? That you're rich only. That's what the world knows.""What's wrong with you having a rich family as well? Safety is necessary so that's why everyone is carrying guns," she added, straightening up in her posture.I looked her straight in the eyes, "I am not keeping her in here.""You don't have a choice, Keith. This is Leonard Whitaker we are talking about. He may have been your best friend when you were just a kid but things have changed now. He is toying with you. He knows how much you love Jenna! He'll just keep giving her scratches to taunt you until he finally kills her!""Enough!" I shouted, slamming my fist into the car window and shattering the glass on contact, "She is my wife and I know how to protect her! I'll just have to explain to that bastard that I didn't kill his father as he thinks-""You've tried that before, Keith. How did it work out