SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ POV)The words on the pages I was reading swarm together and I slammed it shut, then got up angrily tossing the book aside and cursing into the empty room.A year had gone by and I was still struggling with some of the courses I had to take, turns out Margo hitting me on the head had caused some damage to my brain after all and if I exerted myself more than was necessary, then it was an onslaught of horrible migraine. Sometimes, it got so bad I had to be hospitalized. It was a weakness I could not afford, but the more I pushed myself, the harder it got.The door to my room opened and I didn't bother to turn to see who it was because I knew it could only be Antonov, he was always hovering around as if he was waiting for me to snap, and I was going to one of this days if he didn't stop. "I really don't want to talk right now Antonov, I am already fucking pissed as it is..." I sighed, turning to face him in exasperation and my words froze on my tongue because instea

SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ) POVI ended up attending the event and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be... but I guess I felt more at ease because Elde and I were on better terms and she'd listened to me as I recounted everything I'd been through to her. She'd even let me cry on her shoulders. She'd comforted me, patting my hair and whispering words that soothed away the ache in my chest. We were closer now, and even though she still insisted that I bear the name Scarlet, I didn't hate her for it. As she said, Eve was already dead... I was Scarlet now and I was going to live as if I were her until the day I got my revenge.The heavy feeling that always seemed to weigh on my chest like a huge block of ice lessened a bit and I took in a deep breath and let my stiff shoulders relax. I slowly took in the people around me as they socialized, and then my eyes met those of Elde. She waved, then walked up to me with a smile, her face radiant as she grabbed my hand. "Are you enjoying the part

SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ) POV "Tell me we are at least making some sort of progress" I groaned, dragging my hand through my hair before meeting Antonov's gaze. "We got ten percent of their share..." He started but I was already mad. The books on my desk crashed to the floor before I realized that I'd moved at all, but I was just so angry... I wanted to smash everything to hell. Antonov took a step toward me but he stopped once he saw the warning look in my eyes.I turned to glare at the items on the floor. "What the hell have you been doing Antonov? Why do I only have ten percent shares when you assured me that you had everything under control" I heard his deep exasperated sigh and it only managed to get me more worked up, but I restrained myself. "You need to calm down Scarlet" he got out in a patronizing voice and my gaze whipped to his, his words rubbing me in all the wrong ways."I need to calm down" I muttered unbelievably. "I have been calm Antonov because you told me you were g

SCARLET POVThe sun rays hit my glasses and I blinked, the skyscraper in front of me becoming blurry. Antonov cleared his throat beside me."Well, here we are Scarlet. This place looked better than in the photos"I took in the company that my father had built with his blood sweat and tears. "We used to have a picnic at the rooftop once a week, then mom died and things spiraled from there" I got out past the lump in my throat, nostalgia washing over me in waves."Well, you got what you wanted. It's time to take back what is yours"I took my glasses off, then turned to face Antonov, a smirk on my face. "I am going to have so much fun Antonov. Margo, Miguel, and Raphael do not know what is going to hit them""I still think what you did with Raphael's order is unethical and he is going to find out that it was you"I grinned. "That is the whole plan, Antonov. Let him find out and wonder without rest why I was coming after him... I want him to have sleepless nights just thinking about how h

SCARLET POVI screamed, then bolted because I wasn't going to take any chances. He'd broken into my home, which meant that he was not here to talk but to hurt me.Antonov had been right. I shouldn't have messed with his orders... I had thought it would keep him busy... I should have known that he was unpredictable and dangerous. I shouldn't have underestimated him, not after what he and Miguel had done to me. I should have known that he was a sick bastard and that he hadn't changed, and probably never would. I barely made it past him before strong hands were wrapping around my waist and I was being hoisted off the ground.I cried out, struggling and punching him, but it only felt as if I was beating against a rock, and when he finally threw me down on my bed and loomed over me, I was the only one breathing hard, while he didn't look affected at all."What the hell do you think you are going" I gasped, glaring at him, my head still reeling from the fact that he'd broken into my house.