Rihanna’s POVMy body shook all over as I glared at my fiancé sprawled on my bed, naked. A petite blonde I recognized as his best friend straddled his waist, her lips and hand pleasuring him in ways that elicited grunts out of him, a sound I’d never heard from him before. My chest squeezed so tightly, so hard that I thought I’d die on the spot. Dave has been celibate for three years since we started dating. He was supposed to be celibate, he told me he was so why? Why was he here with Bella without his clothes? Why was she sucking his dick like she’d done it too many times?They were carried away, too into their moment to notice my presence. My palm squeezed tightly into a fist and the pain of my nails digging roughly into my palm confirmed that I wasn’t dreaming.Don’t cry, don’t cry. I chanted in my head. I was supposed to be his first time in a long while and he was supposed to be my first time ever. We had just two weeks left, two weeks before we explored ourselves in ways we’ve

"Good morning, what can I get for you today?" I tried to maintain a professional demeanor while keeping a smile on my face. It was only my second day on the job, so I wanted to make a good impression. Earlier, Dave had completely ruined my day with his unexpected appearance. You'd think that after two years, he would understand that we were never getting back together. He seemed to have this delusional idea that his apologies and unsolicited gifts would change my mind. "Um, actually, I wanted to ask you something, if that's okay." The man said. I eyed him cautiously, wondering what he was about to ask. I hoped it was going to be about the coffee options or desserts available. I was prepared to call security and have him kicked out if he made inappropriate requests. But upon taking another look at him, I could tell he wasn't that type of person. I had kept an eye on him since he walked in with his friend ten minutes ago. They had just sat there, engaged in conversation, and

As I slowly reached for the Swiss knife under the counter, my gaze remained fixed on David's face. I hoped he wouldn't catch on to what I was doing. The shock that had been on my face earlier disappeared, replaced by a mix of irritation, disdain, and hatred.To be honest, I had plans for what I wanted to do with the knife. But as I felt the cool, silver metal graze my fingertips, all those plans suddenly seemed illogical.I called her Slicy, and she made me feel safe. Just his intense gaze alone was enough to make me shrink in fear. But having Slicy by my side gave me the courage to stand my ground. She had quickly become my favorite possession, the one thing that made me feel a semblance of safety in these past years.I had bought Slicy after my parents' death, hoping she would help me send him to where my parents were and maybe even have him say hello to them for me. But now, with him standing before me after years of dreaming about this moment, I realized that I may have underestim

David’s POVThe first knife I flung at her with precision, finding its mark between her legs, grazing past her left thigh by a mere inch. The second knife, landed on the crown of her head, narrowly avoiding a direct hit.Everyone in that room knew damn well how fucking skilled I was at throwing knives. It didn't matter if the target was near or far, big or small—I never missed. But with her, it was different. I didn't want to cause her harm; I just wanted to strike fear into her heart before moving on to my next move.Yet, she remained unafraid. Her once-piercing screams of terror vanished in an instant. Her eyes locked onto mine, a defiant glare that pierced through my very soul each time the spinning board forced her back into an upright position. It was as if she saw right through me, saw the intentions behind my actions. And that pissed me off. I needed her to fear me, to beg for her life. There was an immense satisfaction that swelled my ego when people screamed and pleaded for m

David’s POVThe look in Rihanna’s eyes shifted from despise to surprise. Not shock or fright, as if she had finally caught on to something. Did she finally remember me from that night or was it something else? I hated that look in her eyes, it felt as if she could see right through my facade and knew I couldn’t harm her, no matter what."I don't have all day!" I snapped, taking another step closer, my imposing figure towering over her in an intimidating manner."I want to read the contract. You asked me to read it." She said, taking a fearful step back, yet a scornful glint remained in her eyes as she held my gaze.It frustrated me that I couldn't fully understand her. She seemed so easy to read, yet at the same time, so difficult to comprehend. One moment she appeared terrified of me, and the next, she looked at me confidently, filled with derision."You lost that chance the moment you defied me." I growled, pulling the gun from Dane's back and cocking it, aiming it at her forehead