(Author’s POV).In a large modern furnished living room, Suzanne sat on a white lounge chair. Quietly, tears began to fall down her cheeks. She felt defeated. Anger mostly.“Why won’t you love me, Sebastian? I did it all for you” Closing her eyes, Suzanne wiped the tears with her fingers and sobbed heavily. “What is it that she has that I don’t?”“What’s the matter, my baby girl?” Sandy Jones sat next to her daughter and caressed her back for comfort. “Did he hurt you again?”“Everything was good. Everything was beautiful. Now, all shattered because of that one woman. Mother, help me. She is taking Sebastian from me” Suzanne cried on her mother’s shoulder and let out her anger and frustration out by shouting loudly.“Suzanne, don’t be silly!” Sandy grabbed her daughter’s face with one hand and pinched it with her fingers, “Shut up! You weak thing”Letting her daughter go, Sandy stood up from the chair and exhaled in anger, “Have you not learnt how to take what is rightfully yours, Su

(Akira’s POV).“So, you are a Strauss?” I asked being surprise of what David had just told me. For the past three days, I had found ways to be closer to him, as a friend of course. We had gone out for drinks several times and enjoyed each other’s company.He was not as what I had expected him to be. The rumours of the famous violinist David Costa changing women like changing his clothes, were not entirely true. But he was indeed, a flirtatious one.“Nope. You were not paying attention to my story, Akira” he chuckled and asked the bar tender for a refill for my drink. “Now drink. I’ll explain again. Pay attention this time”He said sweetly with a handsome smile on his face. I was watching him talk while sipping on my drink. Lost count on how many of those delicious drink I had while listening to David talk. He was a good story teller. I was lost in a dreamlike state when he talked.“My mother, Liv was married to Richard Strauss. A handsome couple, they were once called. She was his fi

(Sebastian’s POV).That was not the first time she commanded me to do her bidding. Making an appointment with her secretary to see her? Who the f*ck did she think she was!“I’m Sebastian Strauss. How dare you speak to me in such a way. Akira.. Akira!” she left me talking to myself like an idiot.I followed her from behind not caring if she would snap at me. I had a reason to come all the way from Emerald City to Bloom City. And I was not going to leave this place until I have my answers!She entered a room with the name Henry Wilde stated at the glass door. I swiftly followed her without her realising it.“Mr Strauss, what are you doing here in Bloom City?” it was Henry who saw me and looked from me to Akira.She turned around and gasped, “Sebastian, what are you doing? Were you following me?”“Why would I follow you?” I scoffed and pointed my finger at her, you listen to me, Akira –” my words got cut off when a woman came in the room in a hurry.“I’m so sorry, Miss West. I tried to

(Akira’s POV).It had been three days since I last heard from Sebastian. I hoped it would be like that till I get back to Emerald City. I needed the space between us, especially after that intense kiss we had at the club before.That horrible incident was still invading my mind at night, making me feel uneasy when I was around him.I would be lying to admit in saying it meant nothing. I thought it did not but for a disgusting reason I could not understand, it had bothered me much. It felt like an unforgivable sin to let him invade my mouth and devoured my tongue and lips like he owned me!I was embarrassed to admit to myself that I had accidentally kissed him back. No one should know that and I would deny that fact!“You look stunning” my mind came back to reality as I heard David’s voice again.I smiled at him and held his arm as we walked towards the entrance of the hotel, “Likewise. You look great. All eyes on you tonight, I guess”He chuckled and whispered, “And my eyes only on o

(Akira’s POV).“You were amazing” I whispered to David after rescuing him from a crowd of his women fans. Of course, I was the object of envy by several women, giving me a cold stare and that look indicating I do not deserve to be with David. Typical.I was not at all bothered about it.“I owe you one” he whispered back and offered to take my hand, “Dance with me?”“I thought you would never ask” I took his hand and walked next to him towards the dance area. We were chatting about how well he played and he even offered to teach me to play violin again.David had no idea that I was good at it. At that juncture, I would just play along making him think I was interested in him, as a professional violin player of course.If he was truly the son of Maxim Costa, perhaps he would be useful to me in the future. Plus, the enemy of my enemy, is my friend. That was exactly what David was to me.Sebastian’s threat meant nothing to me! I was not at all intimidated by his warning signs.We were la