Novels by kaylagoodnovel

Kiara's POVPhone rings''Yes?'' I said, putting on my red lipstick.''Hey, Ki. I've almost finished work, are you ready?"''Yes, I-'' Fuck, she doesn't know about this. ''I have to... I spilled coffee on my shirt, I have to pick a new one, I'll call you later.'' I couldn't tell her I no longer lived in this apartment on the phone. I hung up and grabbed my Birkin.As I made my way downstairs, I caught sight of Tom standing there, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart race. His eyes sparkled with admiration, and I could sense a flicker of desire simmering beneath the surface. A warm rush of satisfaction washed over me; I had anticipated this reaction all along, which was precisely why I had chosen to dress in such an alluring way. The fabric hugged my curves, and with each step, I could feel the weight of his attention, a silent affirmation of my effect on him. I loved that.As I approached him, his look started to change into a more serious face. "You are not going

Kiara's POVWhen I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was reach for my phone, and my thoughts were already on the day ahead. Without wasting a moment, I texted Lana, asking her when were and where we planning to meet, eager to finalize my plans.Within minutes, Lana replied, suggesting we meet at 3 p.m. in front of my apartment- well, my old apartment, to be exact. She said that she had some plans for the evening, so she wanted to see me earlier. Once we were together, she said, we could figure out where to go from there. It felt strange, knowing I'd be waiting in front of a place that used to be mine until Tom came into my life, but I pushed the thought aside and focused on our upcoming plans.I made my way to Tom's office, ready to update him on the schedule. As I reached his door I paused for a moment before knocking. After a few seconds, the door swung open, revealing Tom standing there, dressed casually yet still polished enough for a work setting. His eyes met mine, and

Kiara's POV After Tom's warning, I didn't feel particularly phased. I wasn't feeling up for an argument, so I opted to stay silent. I was aware that he was convinced I wouldn't heed his advice. It wasn't my intention to provoke his anger; I was acting based on my own frustration at the time.At the moment I was getting ready to settle in for the night, the sound of my phone ringing interrupted the quiet. When I glanced at the screen, I noticed that it was Lana calling. I finally answered the phone because we hadn't spoken in weeks and I felt like it was important to catch up."Hey, Lana. What's up?" I spoke. "Hi, Kiki!" Ever since we were children, she has affectionately referred to me by that nickname. It has always been her preferred way of addressing me. "I just wanted to check in with you to make sure everything is all right. It feels like it's been ages since I last heard from you.""Oh!" I was hesitant to share any details with her because I was afraid it would only lead to he

Tom's POV "I implore you, sir! She approached me and mentioned that you had granted her permission to depart." the bodyguard, who was on the verge of being fired, pleaded desperately. As I listened to him, I reflexively nodded and pasted on a smile, feeling increasingly irritated by the nonsensical things spewing from his mouth. "Fred, let me clear up some things for you since you can not use your brain. Kiara came to you and said that I gave her permission..."I released a small laugh, seemingly mocking him "Come on, buddy, you've worked for me for 10 years. Do you really think I wouldn't have told you if I had given her approval to leave the mansion?" I asked. Fred gazed down at my feet, his silence speaking volumes. It was clear that he understood I was speaking the truth. This man had been a loyal and dedicated member of my team for years, one of my most trusted employees. However, circumstances had shifted, and my trust was gone. "It was great to have you on my securit

Kiara's POVAfter taking a much-needed break of an hour and a half, I began the arduous task of cleaning my room. It had been neglected for two weeks, and the state of my room reflected that – clothes strewn across the floor, makeup cluttering my desk, and books and my laptop haphazardly placed on my messy bed. I first started by meticulously folding the clothes and placing them back into the dresser, attempting to bring a semblance of order to the chaotic space. As I moved to the dressing room, the disarray was even more pronounced. I embarked on the mission of organizing the jumble of items, carefully arranging my clothes in the drawers and retrieving the miscellaneous items from the island and the floor. After triumphing in the dressing room, I focused on restoring order to my perfume and glasses collection, each item finding its rightful place. Moving on, I tackled the bed, removing the sheets and setting them aside by the exit door as a visual cue to address later. I replaced the

Tom’s POV I parked my Audi in front of her apartment - I knew everything about her, it was obvious where she was since there was nowhere she could have gone. I walked in and went up the stairs. I was furious, she did it again! Even after I warned her and told her not to repeat her mistake she fucking did. This girl was seriously getting on my nerves, I wasn't sure how long I was going to be that patient with her. She was the only person that was not doing what I said which was the thing that was mostly making me angry. She was my prey, she had to listen to what I said.When I walked to the door of her apartment, I didn't even think of knocking, I broke in with all of my strengths which caused the door to break. I saw Kiara standing in front of me with a bag on her shoulder, looking at me. She was scared, as she should. I went to her and grabbed her arm, I pushed her into the wall. "What the fuck did you think you are doing?" I yelled "What have I told you about this? Wasn't I clear