"Sir? Are you okay?" Kelvin asked his boss, as soon as he got into the car but got no response from him.He immediately knew something was wrong. Having been with him for years, he knew something must have happened for Sorin to walk into the car and slam the door the way he did. He also didn't wait for the car door to be opened for him before he entered the car.Getting no response from Sorin, he didn't want to ask too many questions so that he wouldn't anger him more.Sorin's phone began to ring but the moment he saw the caller ID, he silenced the phone and looked away.Kelvin peeped from the front seat and saw the caller too- It was Daisy. "Sir, your phone has been ringing. Aren't you going to pick it, sir? Kelvin asked, concerned because the phone kept ringing but Sorin wouldn't budge.Sorin raised his eyebrow and stared at Kelvin with utmost anger which made Kelvin look away immediately."Mind your business! If you know what is good for you, you'll drive this minute!" Sorin comma
Sorin Araimis ZaveriI stood in the garden, my eyes fixed on the woman my parents had chosen for me to marry. Andrea "Drea" Miles. She was...different. Not what I expected. Her awkwardness and naivety were almost endearing, but I couldn't let my guard down. I had a reputation to uphold, a business to run, and a past to keep hidden."Drea, show Sorin around the house," my mother had said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I knew she was thrilled to have finally found a suitable partner for me, but I wasn't convinced.As we walked through the house, Drea's nervous chatter filled the air. I listened intently, trying to gauge her personality and her interests. She seemed innocent, almost childlike, but there was something beneath the surface that drew me in.When she asked about my girlfriend, I felt a pang of guilt. I hadn't expected her to know about that. "No, I don't have a girlfriend," I lied, trying to sound convincing. The truth was, I had ended things with my ex, Rachel, months
I showed the text to Drea, my eyes locked on hers. "Who is this, Drea? Tell me the truth."She paled, her lips trembling. "I...I don't know, Sorin. I swear."I didn't believe her. She was hiding something, and I was determined to find out what.I took her hand, my grip firm. "Come with me, Drea. We're going to get to the bottom of this."I dragged her to my study, my mind racing with possibilities. Who was Adrian, and what did he want from Drea?As we entered the study, I locked the door behind us. "Tell me everything, Drea. From the beginning."She hesitated, her eyes darting around the room. Then, with a deep breath, she began to speak."Sorin, Adrian was...is...my ex-boyfriend. We were together for three years, but it ended badly. He was possessive, controlling...and violent."My grip on her hand tightened. "Violent?"Drea nodded, tears streaming down her face. "Yes, Sorin. He hurt me, physically and emotionally. I thought I was in love with him, but I was trapped."My anger boiled
When the light faded, we found ourselves in a completely different location. We were in a large, dimly lit room with concrete walls and a single door. The armed men were nowhere to be seen, but the woman who claimed to be my sister stood before us, a determined look on her face."Welcome, Sorin," she said, her voice firm. "Welcome to your true home."I stared at her, confusion and anger warring within me. "What do you mean? Where are we? And who are you?"The woman smiled a hint of sadness in her eyes. "My name is Ava. And I'm your sister, Sorin. Your real sister."I shook my head, trying to process this information. "No, that's not possible. I don't have a sister."Ava's expression turned grim. "You do, Sorin. And I've been searching for you for a long time. You see, our family...we're not what we seem. We're not just wealthy and influential. We're...more."I frowned, my mind racing with questions. What did she mean? What was our family's secret?But before I could ask any questions,
The atmosphere was tense, suffused with the weight of impending decisions and unspoken tensions. Drea found herself thrust into a surreal situation, faced with the prospect of marrying Sorin Zaveri, her long-time crush and the subject of her unrequited love. Despite her initial disbelief and hopelessness, circumstances forced her to confront this unsettling reality.The dinner with Sorin's parents had been a nerve-wracking affair, filled with awkward silences and unspoken expectations. Drea, overwhelmed by the surreal turn of events, struggled to maintain her composure. The casual request from Laura, Sorin's mother, for Drea to show Sorin around the house only amplified her inner turmoil.As they stood in the garden, Drea battled with her emotions, trying desperately to find the courage to interact with Sorin. Her mind raced with conflicting thoughts: the disbelief that Sorin was here, the guilt of potentially disrupting his life with her forced marriage, and the lingering questions a
The days leading up to the wedding were a blur of preparations and anxious anticipation for Drea. Her parents, now seemingly more involved than ever, orchestrated every detail with meticulous precision. The ceremony was to be held at their sprawling estate, a spectacle of opulence and grandeur that felt more like a display of power than a celebration of love.Drea, dressed in an elegant gown chosen by her mother, stood before the mirror in her room. Her reflection appeared poised and serene, but inside, her heart raced with uncertainty. She smoothed down the delicate lace of her dress, feeling more like a puppet in someone else's play than a bride on her wedding day.The guests began to arrive in a steady stream, mingling in the expansive garden adorned with fairy lights and fragrant blooms. Drea's eyes searched the crowd nervously, but Sorin remained elusive, hidden behind a veil of polite smiles and distant conversations.As the ceremony commenced, Drea felt a strange detachment fro
Months passed, and Drea found herself gradually adapting to her new role as Sorin's wife. Their initial awkwardness had given way to a comfortable rhythm, punctuated by moments of unexpected camaraderie and growing affection.One afternoon, Drea received an invitation to attend a charity gala hosted by Sorin's company. It was a lavish affair held in a prestigious hotel ballroom, filled with influential figures from the business world and beyond. Drea, dressed in an elegant gown chosen by Sorin himself, felt a sense of pride as she walked alongside him, their arms linked in a display of unity."You look stunning," Sorin murmured, his gaze lingering on her.Drea smiled gratefully, feeling a rush of warmth at his compliment. "Thank you," she replied sincerely, her earlier nerves dissipating in his presence.Certainly! Let's continue with the story, introducing some twists to add more depth and complexity to Sorin and Drea's relationship.---Months turned into a year since Sorin and Drea
Months turned into a year since Sorin and Drea's whirlwind marriage. They had grown closer, navigating the intricacies of both their personal and professional lives together. However, unexpected challenges and revelations were about to test their bond in ways they never imagined.---One crisp autumn morning, Drea woke up to find Sorin unusually tense, his brow furrowed as he scrolled through his phone with a troubled expression. Concerned, she approached him cautiously."Sorin, is everything alright?" she asked softly, placing a reassuring hand on his arm.He looked up, his expression guarded. "There's been a breach in one of our company's security systems," he explained curtly, his voice tight with worry. "Sensitive information might have been compromised."Drea's heart sank at his words, realizing the implications of such a breach. "Is there anything I can do to help?" she offered quietly, her concern for him evident in her voice.Sorin hesitated, his gaze searching hers for a mome