Archie's POV As I witnessed Alisha's tear-stained face, panic coursed through me. Her tears glimmered like diamonds under the unforgiving sunlight. Desperate to comfort her, I reached out, but her expression remained distant, as if she was looking beyond me, lost in her thoughts. Once, her vibrant eyes used to radiate warmth, even when I pushed her away and asked her to stay clear of me. She was like an endearing little puppy, always displaying her sweet smile, regardless of my coldness. I was used to her unwavering kindness and adorability. But now, I would have preferred her fiery retorts or passionate arguments over this blank stare. She felt so distant, as though I might never be able to touch her again. "Alisha, did you hear what I said?" I gently cupped her face, worry evident in my voice. After what felt like an eternity, Alisha finally mustered a faint smile. She didn't respond but stood up and walked away. I tried to say something, but she raised her hand, gesturing

Alisha's POVI glared at Archie, my frustration bubbling beneath the surface. "Knocking on someone's door before entering is basic courtesy, Archie. Regardless of who you are, it's common decency to respect personal boundaries."Archie, ever the arrogant alpha, strode over to me, crossing his arms in defiance. He towered over me, his presence looming. "But this is also my bedroom. What's the problem with me coming back to my own room?"I gritted my teeth, realizing that he was right. It was his room, too, and I couldn't deny him that. I needed to keep my cool, reminding myself that I would soon ask for his permission to free me out. Suppressing the urge to hurl a pillow at his face, I took a deep breath and asked, "So, what do you want from me?"Archie cleared his throat, his confidence wavering. "Do you want to go out and have some fun?"Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to comprehend his sudden suggestion. Archie noticed my bewilderment and co

Alisha's POV As I gazed at the striking man beside me, my heart skipped a beat. He seemed to exude an air of authority and confidence, unlike anything I had ever seen before. His tall figure stood proudly, and his piercing eyes held a hint of mystery. Was he a model, gracing the covers of fashion magazines? A renowned movie star? Or perhaps someone even more important in the music industry? His question brought me back, and I blinked, trying to recall if our paths had ever crossed. "Why do you say that? I think we haven't met before." The man's lips curved into a charming smile, adding to his already magnetic aura. "Forgive me, please. I happen to hear that you seem to dislike this company and its boss," he said, his voice smooth like velvet. My curiosity piqued, I couldn't help but ask, "Yeah, but why do you ask? Do you work for the company?" His eyes sparkled with amusement as he replied, "Well, no. I just wondered what made you so angry." As if he had unlocked a hidden v

Alisha's POVAs I felt the touch of Louie's hand on mine, a sense of comfort washed over me. His reassuring presence and his promise to protect me brought relief to my anxious mind. "Thank you, Louie," I responded with gratitude. "Thanks to you for noticing the strange smell on me and reminding me. It means a lot."Louie's smile remained gentle as he spoke, "Theresa, based on what you've shared, both the music director and the strange man you encountered seem highly suspicious. I believe it would be best for you to give up pursuing this job. And if you ever come across that strange man again, remember to run away immediately."I nodded, understanding the importance of his advice. "It's highly unlikely for Director Benefield to offer me this job, so you needn't worry about him. As for the strange man, I think he is a kind man, but I doubt we'll cross paths again. It's funny how things have turned out. Initially, I was frustrated by the interview's failure, but now, wit

Alisha's POVSeeing Erma's insincere face, a wave of profound disgust washed over me. Why did this woman have to come to my house, invading my sacred space? I had no desire to let her appear before me, tarnishing the little peace I had left.I shot a quick glance at Erma and turned to Mireya, my anger evident in the intensity of my voice, "Who let her in? Ask her to leave immediately, and don't allow her to come near me again!"Archie frowned at my words, his tone now tinged with both concern and unhappiness, "Alisha! What's gotten into you? Erma just wants to talk to me about something important. Why did you send her away like that?"I looked at Archie's once incredibly alluring face, feeling the weight of my emotions on the verge of spilling over. I wanted to ask him if he had ever truly cared about me, even just a little, with a mistress right in front of his wife, walking into my home so easily. But I couldn't bring myself to expose my vulnerability in front