“Kura.”  Nile’s call didn’t stop me from walking away. Until he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. My shoulder bumped against his chest at the force. 

 My fingers trembled as I tapped and swiped the screen. “Where the fuck is she?!” Colton was surprised at my sudden outburst. I ignored the fact that people in the lobby could hear me. “Kura?” Quinn’s voice pulled me out of the raging lava that was consuming me. “Quinn? Is it you?” Colton came closer to listen to our conversation. His face was full of concentration and worry. “Yeah, it’s me.” Thank fucking fuck. “I lost my phone, probably misplaced it. I’m with Jacob right now. I was accompanying him in choosing a house. He wanted to buy one here. The houses we’ve seen were amazing, Kur, you should’ve seen it-”

 “Also… you are not allowed to leave this house. You may take a stroll around this place but you will not step a foot out of that gate. I already informed my men of that.” I was honestly not surprised by that. I expected that he would give me rules while living in this birdhouse. As I was looking for the kitchen, I noticed several of his men guarding the house. It simply means escaping was not an option.  What would I do if I did escape? Hide and risk my friends’ lives? How selfish of me. I nodded silently in understanding. “Good.” He then eyed my body. Eyes travelling from head to foot. It was not that of lust. I doubt that since I was wearing my t-shirt and je

 Quinn “Nile, calm down.” After telling him everything, he suddenly rushed out of his office in rage. I had to follow him and stop him from doing anything reckless.  I thought I was the one who was overreacting. “You refused to tell me anything about her and now I hear this.” He exclaimed.  I looked around, embarrassed that his employees could hear us. His voice was loud and furious. It could be easily mistaken that we were having an argument. “Will you calm down first? God, Nile. you’re making a scene here. Let’s go back to your offi

 Quinn Tyler and I decided that we will tell our parents of our decision tonight. We hoped that they’ll understand us. Especially me. We planned to have dinner at my home. Tyler’s parents were happy to oblige, thinking it was another gathering for the family. Everyone was talking animatedly, throwing random topics here and there. I only spoke whenever I was asked though. I was nervous because there’s a possibility that they might throw a fit.  I feel my fiance’s hand on my thigh. He squeezes it, showing his support. I gather my confidence and exhale the growing tension I was feeling. “Tyler and I…&rdquo