Sawyer's POV
I felt her move away during the wee hours of the morning. I thought she wanted to use the bathroom so I did not follow her. I was momentarily lost in how I was going to explain everything. Since she left my side, I haven't slept. It's taken a while and she's still not back. When I checked the bathroom and she wasn't there, I panicked slightly.
My emotions were conflicting. I got what I wanted but I don't feel the exhilaration. I rather feel vile. I don't know how she's feeling right now. I can't feel her emotions because I haven't marked her. Remembering the tears I saw in her eyes last night only aggravated my guilt.
I went out to look for her and saw her sitting by the stream in the moonlight. It was a very beautiful view. It was still dawn so I couldn't see her face clearly to read her sentiments. Seeing how peaceful she was, I didn't want to disturb her. I turned around to leave before I heard footsteps. With the distance between Cora a
Brayden's POV I rained down my fury on Justin when I got to the office the next day. I let out all my resentment toward him. How could he not know? I told him to do something so simple and he failed irritably. I couldn't focus on my meeting with the stakeholders so I postponed it to Wednesday. I also had to prepare more for it. I couldn't believe that I was unable to concentrate on work for the first time in my life. I was always up my abilities when it had to do with work but now, I lacked the focus. I couldn't use the weekend to complete the remaining paper works as I had planned. I called the club myself after Justin messed up. The shit home of a club manager told me that she doesn't work as a stripper anymore. That's good to hear but I wanted to know where she was yet, he could not give me an answer to my question. They would give me information about any girl in their club but not her. I didn't even have her number to begin with and I didn't know w
Cora's POV Patty was wrong. I felt terrible. What made me hid to her advice? I bundled up my emotions throughout my time alone with Sawyer. It wasn't an easy thing to do but am glad to be able to do so if not, I would have broken down right in front of him and I don't know what he would have done. I am now a hundred percent confused about Sawyer's feelings for me. He never proposed or told me he loved me or wanted me. I don't know what we have now. I felt guilty about everything that had happened but I couldn't stop him. I owe him so much and I couldn't even pay my debt to him. Why would I further anger him? I allowed him to have his way. There was also something in me that wanted to go ahead with it because of my desire to forget the mysterious man but I found myself thinking more and more about him, making me weep in the process. I don't even know what I feel for him except the burning desire to see him one more time. I want to know who he is. Maybe, this w
Cora's POV "Can you check for me?" My mum said immediately I sat down. I was still thinking about Ava so I had completely forgotten her question. A confused look made its way to my face. "Your boss's tattoo," she clarified. "Oh, that? I will." I have never seen Sawyer's tatoo myself. Last night, I wasn't in my right mind and the lights were also off when I woke up at dawn. I didn't have the time to take any note of his body. But why does she want to know what tatoo it was? Was she suspecting that Sawyer was the one she saw? What she described was similar to what I saw this morning. I had so many questions to ask her but then I remembered my dad again. "Mum, why did you tell me that Dad run-off with another woman?" I looked at her keenly. Her face was a mess. I moved closer and hugged her, assuring her that I wasn't angry or anything. "Well, I just didn't want you to mourn his death. I thought it will be easier if I told you he has run-of
Sawyer's POV It was just as I had suspected. Whoever has been looking for Cora must be some powerful person. Maybe a top government official or something. But I had to protect my interest. This time, two men came to my club looking for Cora. When Ken told me, I almost slapped him. He confessed to having sent her out once as an escort when I wasn't around as a form of punishment for being late. But since then, the man never requested an escort until recently, when he specifically requested for Cora. I was boiling with rage. I almost fired him if George hadn't been there. He wouldn't have told me all this if he hadn't been threatened by the men. Since it involved Cora, I went to meet them myself. They won't tell me who they were and appeared to be armed but I wasn't the least scared of them. I excused their ways because they didn't know who I was and it's also forbidden for us to attack humans. Our world must remain a secret in the human world. That was t
Cora's POV I didn't know what made Ken tell Sawyer about that incident but since no one knew about the details, I lied. Well, I can't bring myself to tell him the truth. I mean, what will he think of me? In a thrice, I remembered that Patty knew. What if she told George about it? I told her every detail about that experience. I began to think of a way of calling Patty to tell her not to tell George anything about me. Just the same, I seized the opportunity to ask him what mum had told me. I didn't have the guts to ask him when we came in. His personality was so intimidating. He moved over to sit beside me after I asked to see his tattoo. He pulled me close to him, leaving a few inches between us. My breathing was heavy, following the sound of my heartbeat. I began to feel so hot, my temperature could fry an egg. I felt his hot breath on my face. "Why? Tell me why you wanna see it?" His voice was rough and seductive. In a moment, I forgot that we were in
Cora's POV "Do you need anything?" I ask casually. I was trying my best to act normal as everything Mavis said was still fresh in my mind. She telling me to be careful and all. "Follow me," he said as soon as I got there, stood up, and headed towards the door. I looked around awkwardly with strange gazes following me from my work colleagues. It's not as if I've ever had a chance to get acquainted with any of them but their gazes were piercing. I followed Sawyer to his office and as soon as he shut the door, he yanked me towards the wall and his tongue explored my mouth. I felt scared and opened my eyes. He seemed lost in passion and suddenly stopped and opened his eyes. "Are you in the habit of kissing with your eyes open?" I felt my face become hot. How did he know that my eyes were opened? Did he have eyes anywhere else? I fixed my gaze on the floor, trying my best to escape his. Realizing my discomfort, he moved to his desk. "Have a sea
Cora's POV I still can't remember how I managed to get home after what Sawyer had said. So his buying me a car and taking care of my mum and everything else is because he loves me? That makes sense indeed. I expected it to happen but I don't think I am ready or prepared for it. Till he called to find out if I had reached home, I didn't know how much I made him worried by running out of his office. To my amazement, he didn't stop me. I think he realized that I needed the space to clear my head. I must admit that I do feel attracted to him and even when he acts nice, he still has this fierce demeanor. It's just difficult to say no to him most times. He always looked intense and yet, lovable. All the same, do I love him? I can't tell. Maybe after telling me all, there is to know about himself, my emotions towards him might rise to the level of love. Still, I won't be comfortable saying yes to him if he proposes, knowing that my mum has certain doubts about him b
Brayden's POV She came, she came. When the detectives told me about how they couldn't see her, I was disappointed. But Steve was relentless. He promised she will come to me but I couldn't believe it. I wanted to go and search for her myself. I must have ended up kidnapping her if that was what it took. Yet, here she was. As stunning as ever. When Justin told me she was here, I didn't know how to face her. Our first time was not the way I wanted it to be. It was deafening that my emotions were not written on my face. I am surprised she can't see that I love her. She seems rather frightened. I don't want my personality to scare her but I can't control it. It's just the way I am. With time, I will learn how to speak softly to her but now, I can't let her go. Not after telling her who I am. "What I mean is, you can't leave until you have a clear understanding of everything you need to know." She sighed with relief and sat back. "Do you need a drink? Juice,