"Wayne," I greeted, holding the phone up."I heard everything from Jace. Are you okay?" Wayne's voice was warm but concerned."I'm fine. I just feel bad for bothering you," I replied, trying to sound polite.There was a brief pause. "Just make yourself at home. You're safe here—don't worry about anything.""Alright," I said quietly, unsure of what else to add.Normally, Wayne would've ended the call there, but this time, he surprised me. "You don't need to worry. Nothing's going to happen to you."That's not something anyone can guarantee. Since Hernan chose to target me, I wouldn't feel safe unless Hayden and the others took him down for good this time.But I didn't say any of that. Instead, I just murmured a soft "mm-hmm.""If you need anything, just call me. Also... there'll be a part-time maid coming over to cook and tidy up," he said before hanging up.I handed the phone back to Jace. He took it from me, then mentioned, "Wayne should have a couple of spare phones around h
Lena sent another message: [Seriously, if you hadn't responded in another hour, I was going to call the cops. Do you even know what was going through my head? I was lowkey convinced Jace had done you in after... you know, having his way with you.]I had to laugh. Lena's imagination was next level. I just hit her with a thumbs-up emoji.Lena: [It's not that crazy. Stuff like that makes the news all the time, you know? Anyway, when are you coming back? Are you flying home today? Did Steve win the competition??]I glanced at her barrage of questions, then at my situation, and hit her back with the safest reply I could think of: [Not sure yet.]Lena: [???]Me: [Might stay here a bit longer. Not sure I'll be back to this place anytime soon.]I didn't want Lena to freak out, so I threw in a little white lie.Lena: [Alright, live your best life then. Let me know when you're back—I'll throw a mega welcome-back party. 🎉]Reading her message, I suddenly felt this weird, heavy feeling in
[Keira, I don't want to live anymore.]I stared at it for a few seconds, my pulse racing. Without thinking, I called her on voice chat. She didn't pick up.I wasn't giving up. I dialed Demi's number again. Still no answer. So I tried her office instead."Is Demi there?" I asked as soon as someone picked up."She's on leave," the voice on the other end said, and for a second, it felt like my heart had dropped into my stomach. Before I could even ask anything else, the guy added, "Are you Ms. Kay?"I hadn't expected him to recognize my voice."Yeah, that's me. Do you know why Demi's on leave? How long is she off for?" I pressed, starting to panic."She took personal leave, I think for three days. She's supposed to be back tomorrow. If you're looking for her, you could try her cell," he replied politely, even though I was no longer the CEO's fiancee.I was genuinely worried about Demi, so I pressed further. "I've tried calling her, but it's not going through. Is there any other wa
I thought about it for a second, then strolled over to the bookshelf, grabbed a random book, and flopped down into the lounge chair to read. I stayed there for what felt like forever, lost in the quiet, until Lizzy called me down for dinner."You're even prettier in person than in the paintings," Lizzy said, just as I was about to take a bite of my food. I froze, fork mid-air, totally caught off guard."Paintings? What paintings?"She smiled. "Mr. Johnston's paintings. All of them are of you. They're in the studio upstairs."Wait. What?When I went up to the terrace earlier, I'd passed the second floor, but I hadn't bothered checking any rooms. I had no idea there was even a studio up there.And the craziest part? Wayne paints? I'd never known that.We grew up together before he went abroad, and as far as I knew, art was not his thing. Did he pick up painting in the last few years? And he's been painting... me?I glanced over at Lizzy, busy in the kitchen. She had to be messing
In it, there was a man standing beside me, dressed in a tux, holding me close. I was in a wedding gown, glowing like a fairy-tale bride.My smile was soft, joyful, like I was the happiest person in the world.But his face... it was just a blank. No details, no features—nothing. The groom was a mystery.Was it Jace? Had Wayne started this when I was planning to marry him? Maybe it was meant to be a gift for us.Or... was it Wayne himself?I had a strong feeling it was the latter.The whole room was full of portraits of me—memories of my life. If I couldn't figure out Wayne's feelings after seeing all of this, then I was completely clueless.Standing there, I felt a sinking realization. Wayne's feelings for me ran way deeper than I ever realized. And they'd been there a lot longer than I'd imagined.I let out a heavy sigh. This room, filled with memories and emotions, was starting to feel stifling, making it hard to breathe.To be loved—especially to be deeply loved by someone y
A heavy weight settled in my chest. "Mrs. Young, I'm... a friend of Demi's. I heard something happened to her. Do you know how she's doing? What happened?""We... we don't know... she won't say a word," Mrs. Young's voice wavered, breaking."Is Demi's boyfriend there with her?" I asked."Boyfriend?" She sounded surprised, like she didn't even know.My heart sank. I got my answer. Whatever had happened to Demi, it had to do with him—and he wasn't even there.She caught on. "What do you mean by 'boyfriend'?" she asked."That's something Demi should explain herself. For now, can I talk to her? Just tell her it's Keira.""Alright, alright... maybe you can get through to her," Mrs. Young said, sounding a little hopeful.I heard her speak to Demi, "Demi, it's... it's your friend Keira. She wants to talk to you."Then, silence. I assumed the phone was near her, so I spoke. "Demi, I'm in Houston. My phone broke, so I just got your message."Still nothing. My throat tightened. "Demi,
"Haha..."A sinister laugh echoed in response to my question.I knew that laugh. It was Bruno.But why the hell was Jace with him? Could Hernan's claim about the mastermind actually mean Jace was involved?I'd suspected it before, but now it hit me like a punch. Anger flared, and I demanded coldly, "Where's Jace? Put him on the phone.""Tsk tsk, so fierce. Just like when you play snooker," Bruno taunted.I didn't have the time or patience for games. "Bruno, what do you want?""I told you already, didn't I? Just wanted to play snooker. By the way, your game today was impressive. Very nice," he sneered.I should've appreciated the compliment, but coming from him, it made my stomach churn."If you want to play, fine. Just put Jace on the phone," I snapped, my voice sharp. I needed to tell Jace his cheap tricks weren't gonna work anymore. Even if they had him, I wasn't going back to him."Why bother with the phone? Come see him yourself. I'm sure he'd love to see you," Bruno said
Huh?I wasn't just asking him to rescue Jace—I was trying to remind him to watch out for Bruno, too."Send me the location," Hayden said, then hung up.I froze for a few seconds. Then I pulled up our chat app and forward him the location pin. After hitting send, I found myself just... staring at our last conversation, and my chest felt tight.I quickly closed the chat, but of course, my phone rang a second later. It was Steve.My heart did this weird flip, and I felt this sting behind my eyes. I wasn't even sure what I was feeling, but it wasn't good.I took a deep breath and answered. "Hello?""Are you sure Jace was taken by Bruno?" Steve's voice sounded like he was on edge, too.I gave him the quick version of what went down. "Yeah, he was getting beaten up—definitely Bruno. And Hernan mentioned a mastermind behind all this.""Mastermind?" Steve sounded surprised."Yeah. I thought maybe it was Jace, but now that he's been kidnapped by Bruno... it's obviously not him." I fel