Maddox's point of view After I yelled at them, I checked the fallen bodies again. Flames completely engulf the building, preventing us from entering. Chandler and Owen couldn't have gotten inside, so they must be somewhere outside. I heard someone groan. I turned to see where it came from. When I realized who it was, I rushed over to him. He's lying on the ground, as if someone hit him. It's Chandler. "Hey, are you hit or what?" I asked. "Nah, I'm fine; I just stumbled upon some stupid stuff," he says, groaning. I helped him get up and walk over to where the others were. "Have you seen Owen? We came back here because you two weren't in the vehicle." "When the bomb exploded, I noticed him heading south. I think he's on his way back now. Numerous men are engaged in a firefight. To stay alive and safe, I had to play dead," he said with a grimace. "Where's Owen?" Kenzie asked when we got to where they were. Chandler replied wearily, "South." "Lexi, is Owen back?" On the other li
Sariel's point of view I went to where Murphy was sitting. I saw him sitting on a folding chair with two women. Ugh, what a douchebag! Well, I’m not into that guy; I'm just irritated by his presence. His eyes lit up when he saw me, so he immediately stood up and walked towards me. He didn’t even feel embarrassed in front of the women he left behind. "Hi, Sariel! I'm glad my uncle made you come here," he said with a wide grin on his lips. Of course he is. He snaked his hand around my small waist and guided me to where his friends were. He seated me at their table, where all his friends were guys who looked like they had taken five grams of milk. Just kidding. However, his friends were good-looking. He’s also handsome, but he's not really my type. I have a future. He introduced me to his friends, one by one. It didn’t take long before women started approaching the guys at our table. Murphy handed me a glass of cocktail juice, so I took it and drank it. He was sitting next to me, a
Sariel's point of view I gazed at the man and found myself swallowing hard due to his striking appearance. He was like a god from Greek Olympia, as if he came here for Bellatrix. I suppose he's six feet tall? His features are well-defined, boasting curves seemingly sculpted specifically for him. Okay, wait, I already have a future husband. That's when Maddox crossed my mind. Oh, he's been trespassing on my poor mind. I shot Bellatrix a look, and she just grinned at me. "By the way, bestie. This is Chandler, my fiancé," she said, introducing the man. I was surprised by what she said, but I didn't hesitate to extend my hand and introduce myself. "I'm Seraphena Ariel. Call me Sariel; Bellatrix is my best friend." I stammer with a sly smile. I thought he wouldn't shake my hand, but Bellatrix nudged him. Hmm, I smell something ununderstandable. But his stance doesn't make it obvious. "By the way, I just spotted you here, so I approached you. I know it's not a favorable meeting, but I'
Sariel's point of view I stayed in the car for a moment, fixing myself. I wanted to look presentable when I faced Maddox. With sweaty hands, I opened the car door and got out, recalling the address of his condo. 123 Ventura's Towers Penthouse 1430 143 Prestige Avenue Metropolis, ST 010143 It's only now sinking in on me that this is Ventura's tower and that he lives in a penthouse! I felt frozen where I stood, wondering if I should go through with this. But of course, my only options were to continue or continue. I was so brave before, but now that I'm here, will I back down? I walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the penthouse floor. Once inside the lift, I tensed up again. Inhaling deeply and closing my eyes, I prayed that he would be inside his penthouse right now. I wouldn't allow my arrival here to go to waste. When the elevator halted and the doors opened, I exited and searched for his door. I turned left and right, spotting a narrow, well-lit hallway with n
Sariel's point of view I was sitting in his living room, fiddling with my cellphone. He left me here for an hour and never came back. Is he really going to make me sleep here? I was busy scrolling on my phone when the doorbell rang. I raised an eyebrow. Is he expecting someone? I glanced at the room where Maddy went earlier. After a minute, he still hadn't come out. I hesitated, unsure whether to open the door or not. The doorbell rang three more times, so I stood up and opened the door. Whatever it is, it's his life. He was taking so long to come out. My eyes widened when I opened the door. The man outside was about to knock on my face, but he stopped when he saw the door was already open. There were two of them, and the one behind him was peeking at me. "Where's Madd—oops, the grumpy man has a special guest?" The man spoke as if he had just seen a beautiful woman for the first time—and that woman was me! "Oh, are you friends with Maddy? He's still in his room. He hasn't come ou
Sariel's point of view I suddenly woke up when I felt something caressing my thigh up and down. I turned around to see who it was. I couldn't see his face because it was dark and my eyes were still blurry, but he smelled familiar, like he had been drinking too. I'm still rubbing my eyes. "I want you, all of you." He said, "I want to feel you inside me, deep inside me," and he grabbed me to sit on his lap. Goosebumps broke out across my arms. I wrinkled my nose because the stench from his breath made it itch. "Huh? What do you mean?" I innocently asked him. As if on cue, he began undressing my pants. I waggled at his grip, and I immediately covered my body. "You're drunk!" I screamed at his face. But he ignored me and just continued what he was doing. "It's not the right time to do it, but I can wait until you reach legal age. I will be here again on your debut birthday." He groans in my ears. "No! What are you doing? I don't like what you are doing; don't touch me!" I squealed
Sariel's point of view I woke up because I felt someone staring at me, and when I opened my eyes, I met the eyes of the person I adore. Just kidding, no flirting right now! I'm still hungover from what happened last night. He was just staring at me, as if I'd disappear if he blinked. I snapped my fingers in front of his face, and he blinked twice. "Good morning! I had a good sleep," I beamed excitedly, acting like I didn't have a terrible dream last night. It’s one of my quirks, pretending nothing terrible happened. A line appeared between his brows. "Are you sick?" He raised his eyebrows at me, looking at me as if he couldn't believe how I was acting now, given that last night I was on the verge of fainting. "Nope. I'm perfectly fine," I said as I got up. I forgot that I was wearing his long-sleeve shirt, and I wasn't wearing a bra or pants. He quickly looked away. "Oops, I'm sorry. I sneaked into your room last night, and good thing it was open. Don't worry, this is all I borr
Sariel's point of view Their call time is seven, and it's five o'clock. I first went up to the room I stayed in at Meli's house. Yeah, I have my own room here. My uncle is in the house always, sometimes, and everywhere, so I stay here whenever I don't want to go home. It's fine with my mom; as far as I know, Tito Finn's attention isn't on her, but on me. Now, he is not as strict, and this is what frightens me—I am concerned that he may be preparing for something terrible. I just took a deep breath and pushed those thoughts away. I need to enjoy tonight first. Enjoy now, suffer later? After I finished getting ready, I called Meli to help me with the food. I just changed clothes and will shower at their place—I’m not smelly yet, e. Meli immediately helped me, as I still had to bring everything to the car. She said that Lowe and the others would meet us at the rest house. They offered to pick us up, but I said it was okay and that Meli and I could manage. After arranging everything, we