KIAN’S POV Does feeling relief at the loss of my unborn child make me a bad person? Deep down, I know the answer to that question yet I feel no ounce of guilt about it. I’ve never thought of myself as a good person anyway mostly because no businessman can be successful without getting his hands dir
BEVERLY’S POV It feels good up there. I feel safe, untouchable…free. I remember the last time I felt this way. It was the very moment that Car collided with me and sent me flying in the air for a few seconds before I landed on the ground and slowly slipped out of consciousness. They say your ent
“Beverly, please step down. I know how you’re feeling. I know how devastated you must be but please don’t do this.” Lies. I know nothing or her devastation. I can’t even comprehend it because she knew what she was doing when she walked right in front of that car. So unlike the doctor, I know this
KIAN’S POV Beverly has been moved out of the ICU into a VIP ward in the hospital. She is still unconscious after the life threatening stunt she pulled mere minutes ago but the doctors say it’s nothing serious. It’s just from the fatigue and loss of blood from how she ripped the drip out of her arm.
LESLIE’S POV Today is the collection unveiling event of my designs that will be launched in just two months now. It’s the sneak peak of the unreleased designs that we give to the media and lovers of the company's products. I have everything I need. The venue has been set up in one of the many eve
LESLIE’S POV I try to contain my emotions but they are overwhelming and they take control of me. From my panic attack to Kian showing up like my knight in shining armor, it’s all too hard to take in at once. “Are you crying? Leslie, talk to me.” His voice breeds even more worry now as he makes me
TRAVIS’ POV Seeing Kian within a feet of Leslie never fails to make me boil in anger but seeing him right this moment, during the most important of Leslie’s life, takes me to another level of anger. I might just punch the brat in the face again and I am going to enjoy it. With Leslie gone, I look
LESLIE’S POV “Did you see Katherine West?” I ask Travis, the excitement in my tone undeniable. “The top Model in the country with over sixty million followers on in.sta.gram?” Travis responds and I nod my head, dropping my fork on the table so I can demonstrate my encounter with the famous model
CHAPTER 18 [ Intern Sophie] ~SOPHIE~ Until a few days ago, the sound of my alarm filled me with nothing but thrill. All it does now is make me bury my head into the pillow with pure irritation while rethinking every single one of my life choices. “Turn that off and get your ass in the shower, So
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