As if, he is about to destroy her.She tries to give him a shaky smile again, her previous confidence shattered. Micah returns it with one of his own- it's a cold, wicked mockery of a smile that makes him look terrifying. Then, abruptly he gets up and slams a couple of files on the table.“Care to h
Third POVStepping out of Micah's company, Rowena can't believe the events that unfolded in the office. She seethes with anger, her face flushing with a burning fury.How can Micah betray her like this? She invested so much effort in winning him over to her side, only for it all to come crashing dow
It was foolish of me to assume it was Micah orchestrating everything.Why do my thoughts always gravitate back to him?Every. Single. Time.I shake my head as a deep sense of sadness washes over me. I feel stung and consumed by bitterness.Of course, it couldn't have been Micah. He made it abundantl
Fiona’s POV Over the next few days, I can hardly sleep. The image of Micah's retreating figure haunts my dreams. Every time I try to raise my hand to stop him, he vanishes in smoke, and I wake up in a cold sweat. I'm exhausted, and I can't fathom why I have this constant urge to reach out to him.
Tears well up in my eyes as it dawns on me that when Micah reached out to me earlier, asking me to accompany him to the banquet, he was already aware of all this. He must have been in immense pain to come to me at that moment, and what had I done? I had asked him to leave. After that, I had been so
Fiona’s POV I stand still against Micah, my heart thundering in my chest. I can hear the guard open the door and any moment now, I fear we will be discovered. Micah’s proximity is making it difficult for me to stay still. With every breath my breasts brush against his chest and I feel an unwanted t
I want to say something. Tell him this is wrong but my lips refuse to move in protest. He explores the column of my neck, planting a series of feather-light kisses that set my nerves on fire. Each touch sends a shiver racing down my spine, and I can't help but clutch his shirt as desire builds withi
Micah’s POV The moment her lips touch mine, I come undone. I can’t help the growl that escapes my throat as I match her kiss with a frenzied one of my own. My hand lifts up to tangle in her hair, fisting the dark tresses in my palm. The urge to possess her, make her mine, makes my blood burn and