CHAPTER 9 KIAN’S POV Three days–that’s how long it’s been since Leslie worked up the nerve to walk out of our home. As a businessman, a few hours is enough for me to get over losses, as only a fool will continuously mourn a loss when he should be moving on to the next best opportunity to make up
“It’s nothing. Work has just been stressful lately and being alone in silence helps me relax and think.” I reply. I feel her warm hands grab my shoulder as she massages it slowly. Back when Beverly was my girlfriend, every single touch from her excited me but now, I feel nothing. “You are all tens
CHAPTER TENLESLIE’S POVMy shock at Travis' claim is evident, in the way my jaw slacks and the way my eyes go beyond their normal size. I stare at him and he in turn continues to stare at the card like he is just seeing it for the first time. Perhaps, the realization that he is familiar with the on
Travis is speechless for the next few seconds, staring deeply at me while I squirm under his intense gaze and hoping he will just take my word for it and leave Kian out of all this. After a long period of stretched silence, Travis nods. “Fine, I won’t tell Kian anything.” I heave a sigh of relief.
CHAPTER ELEVEN LESLIE’S POV I take a step to the back when the man wheels himself forward again, getting even closer into my personal space than he already was. Looking to Travis for help in that moment doesn’t help one bit because he also has the same look of confusion written in clear lines all
“Your mother was a good woman…I fell in love with her despite our differences. I visited the club every time just to see her. I should have controlled myself knowing what we had would be frowned upon by the public and my family but I couldn’t. I loved Chloe too much to give her up.” “I…we…” he see
CHAPTER TWELVE KIAN’S POV I have been shamelessly and obsessively counting the days since Leslie left. That’s why I don’t need to look at the calendar to know it’s been seven days. Leslie has been gone for an entire week with no single trace left behind for me to track. The Hotel that provided t
Leslie always wears dull colors, colors that draw little to no attention to her as a secretary because she shouldn’t stand out. She never fights to stand out and does her job effectively. I open my eyes and that perfect image of her disappears. I sigh, asking myself if I am slowly going crazy. A
CHAPTER 17 [The Path Of Heartbreak] ~TRAVIS~ “You asked to see me, sir.” Sophie Summers. I could never get used to her presence, not even when I was the one who requested it. “Sit.” I ordered, barely looking at her. Knowing how defiant she can be, I expected some sort of retort but she quiet
CHAPTER 16 [ A Tangled Mess] ~SOPHIE~ I pushed the door open with a sigh, the familiar weight of the day’s events pressing on me. My head still throbbed, a dull reminder of last night’s recklessness. As I stepped inside the apartment, the soft scent of lavender and the comforting hum of the refr
CHAPTER 15 [Not Her Type] ~SOPHIE~ "Who’s this, Sophie?" Sebastian’s voice slithered through the hallway, his smirk widening when his eyes landed on Travis. "Your new boyfriend?" I was still trying to gather myself together after running into Travis so suddenly. I had questions about how he was
CHAPTER 14 [The Man Who Was Never Mine] ~SOPHIE~ The nausea hadn’t subsided. I sat at the edge of the bed in my childhood room, staring at the peeling wallpaper and the dusty, forgotten trinkets that once made this space my sanctuary. It had been hours since I’d woken up with the hangover poundi
CHAPTER 13 [In Her Absence] ~TRAVIS~ The absence was the first thing I noticed. It wasn’t the missing coffee on my desk—although I’d gotten far too accustomed to finding it there, piping hot and prepared just the way I liked it. Nor was it the lack of a sticky note, usually plastered on the edge
CHAPTER 12 [A Return To The Shadows] ~SOPHIE~ The dull throb in my head woke me before anything else. It pulsed behind my eyes like a relentless drumbeat, making it impossible to open them fully. I groaned, rolling over and burying my face into the pillow, hoping to escape the nausea curling in m
CHAPTER 11 [Kill-Joy] TRAVIS I wasn’t sure what annoyed me more: Sophie Summers’ audacity or the fact that I had actually turned around and come back. Sitting in the backseat of my car, I stared out the tinted window at the pub just across the street from my company. I had never step foot there bu
CHAPTER 10 [The Sophie Effect] ~TRAVIS~ If chaos had a face, it would undoubtedly wear Sophie Summers’ unrelenting smile. For the past few days, she had inserted herself into every corner of my life at my textile company, leaving me to wonder how someone so seemingly innocent could wreak such calc
CHAPTER 9 [The Picture Of Caution]~SOPHIE~Celeste was already waiting for me as I stepped out of Travis office, her arms crossed and her usual look of exasperation firmly in place. I knew I had this coming when I came here but it was actually surprising that she let me in without a fight.“Sophie,