Third Person P.O.VRiley snakes his hand around Aiden's waist, he pushes her against his body, his eyes staring at her. From his hands she looks up at him, her head moves backwards immediately noticing the short distance between them, she furrows her brows squinting her eyes watching him, their chin almost brushing against each other. Riley stays still staring at her his heartbeat beginning to pound again, he bites his lower lip feeling nervous, pursing his lips to a flat line he flutters his eyelids as his cheeks heat up."Are you feeling unwell?," Aiden questions watching him closely, she steps back pushing him behind and looks around "That person is gone," she informs as she straightens her jacket."Are you ok?," She asks again facing Riley who looks around chewing onto his inner cheek, he faces her when she spoke."Yeah...," He replies lowly looking away, his heart still pacing."Your skin is red," She states as she sits on the bench near by.Riley takes deep breaths in and out he
~One week later~Aiden takes a spoon full of cereal and puts it in her mouth, chewing the crunchiness she gulps down the milk in the glass as well. From the bowl she looks straight to see Riley, who stays frozen staring at the cereals which are floating on the milk, his eyes are slightly open staring at an empty space, his hands held together in front of his crotch, absent minded."Riley," Aiden calls out as she slams the glass of milk on the table making a loud noise to get his attention but failed. She stares at him, her lips parted in disbelief, brushing her bangs behind her ears she inhales a deep breath in and lets it out to calm herself. Licking her lips she plasters a fake smile on her a face and leans forward."Riley, nothing......," She stops when he stands and walks away from the table silently.Aiden slams her hands on the table and gets up from her seat, she follows him as he kept short steps."Nothing is going to change just because you stay locked up in the room and ea
Aiden's P.O.VWho are they?From Riley I look at the direction of the door when the door slammed open, my body freezes on place not in astonishment, in curiosity. Taking a deep breath in I let it out as I keep a step forward watching each of them."Destroy everything in here," one of the five men orders and the others walk to their separate ways in the small room, my gaze follows his steps.That man goes close to the shelf where the framed certificates and awards are placed on it, keeping another step forward I glare at that person whose face is plastered with a slick smile, he eyes at Riley and at me smugly which gets onto my nerves."If you dare, pull that down," I challenge squinting my eyes following his every subtle action.The corner of his lips twitch up to an ugly smile, he chuckles softly sarcastically followed by the laughter of his mates, he raises his brows at me in amusement "Just a kid," he grunts under his breath yet I heard him.I place my palms on the large desk in fr
Riley's P.O.VSeated on the sofa I place my palms over my knees leaning over my arms, My head lowered while my eyeballs are at the top watching the super woman pulling out the first aid box. She was the one who caused the wound in the first place.I look away when she turns around and walks toward me, pursing my lips to a flat line I look straight at her, she places the first aid box on the table and bends opening it, her side features radiating in my view. My eyes follow her actions when she brushes the few strands of hair behind her ear, her fingers pulling out the plasters and bandages.To be honest, even though she acts all rough and looks stiff she is pretty in her own way. Was I blind on our first meeting or am I blind now as her magnificent power made me be appealed. This super woman is really something, the way she stood alone and fought with the men....Damn...she was freaking cool...The way she spoke to the officer ordering him apologize...Oh my God her gut is phenomenal...
Third Person P.O.VCurling her brows, Aiden runs her hand through her hair drowsily, her mouth opens wide yawning. She sits straight and brushes the few strands of hair on her face behind her ears, her brows furrow curiously when she feels the texture of material around her palm, bringing her hand to view she examines the bandage tied around her palm with a neat bow. The corners of her lips twitch upwards to a spontaneous smile, untying the bandage she stomps to the washroom.The crispy golden brown sandwiches pop out, taking it Riley sets the sandwiches on the plate, he then removes the grizzling omelette from the heated pan, the yolk wobbly on the top in a way that when the knife cuts through it the yellow liquid flows out. The other companion which joins the plate are the fried sausages. He sets the plates on the table along with a glass of grape juice. He takes his seat and fixes his gaze to the guest room door. The next minute his gaze averts and he looks away facing the opposit
Aiden's P.O.VThe damaged cafe is labelled with no entry strips, we stopped by the road scanning the surrounding trying to find anything which can give a useful piece of information. There is only a couple days left for the trial and we are still unprepared, turning to my left I look at Riley, he pinches the bridge of his nose his forehead wrinkled, his eyebrows curled and his eyes are squinted. He lets out a loud weary sigh and sits straight, his eyes tensed. He faces me and forces a smile.Unlocking the door, I push it open "Come, let's go," I step out and walk ahead."The owner of the shop," I speak when he meets my pace "Do you know him?," I ask as we stop by the shop where Mr. Mintz was stood, the damages are cleaned yet not fixed. "No, I haven't been here," he replies as he steps forward looking inside through the frame of shattered glass."I see," I wander in to the counter table, passing a glance at Riley who watches me curiously I spring off to the opposite side of the large
“Who are you?,” The man in suit questions staring right at the two, he gaits and stops in front of them his eyes fixed to Riley.“Excuse me,” Riley counters, his voice comes out stern and deep, he keeps a step forward erasing the few distance between them.“Who the hell are you?,” He questions adjusting his tie, he slants his head a bit to the left frowning at the person opposite to him, his brow arched questionably.“I’m the assistant of the her husband’s lawyer,” the man smirks exposing his identity.The corner of Riley’s lips twitches up to a smirk, he chuckles teasingly “I’m the lawyer of her husband,” he scoffs as he crosses his arms over his chest, watching him amusingly.Aiden stands by the side passing her gaze at Riley and the other man.“You...,” He lifts his arm his elbow blows backwards swiftly.Aiden steps forward to defend but she stops, her small eyes expands in surprise. She stares at Riley who stops the large fist, his long fingers digging into the man’s skin. Tighten
Aiden's P.O.VI tuck in my white blouse to the pink trousers, buttoning up the pants I look straight at my reflection. A slight smile forms on my lips when I hear Lisa still squealing as a kid found her missing favourite toy. She is really head over heels for Riley, the way she jumped forward to welcome him and served him is unlike her. She has been repeating that she is his fan countless times and that ear to ear smile never leaves her face. I put on the blush pink coat, taking a look at myself... It's been quite a time to see myself officially dressed, the image in front of me in that suit... reminds me something...I run my hand through the brief strands as I step closer to the mirror... I'm clueless of why this flashed in my mind but to be honest yet it didn't effect me...Mike...He often tells me that I look splendid in this suit... Splendid?...My foot...That bastard...Thank god I'm haughty of myself that I didn't even feel a thing when he states all rubbish...I gather my hair