3rd P.O.V.Early in the morning when the sun was shining bright striking Jade’s eyes who were still sleeping on the sofa placed inside Andrei’s room in the hospital.Jade was half-awake, trying to examine everything that was happening inside Andrei’s room. She found herself in a noisy environment and was forced to wake up in full. Jade tried to sit while she was remembering the last thing that she remember with Andrei. They were alone inside Andrei's room and they had a lot of things to talk about.As for Jade, it was one of the most memorable nights in her life. She was awakened by the sound of the loudest apparatus placed at the side of Andrei’s bed.There were a lot of doctors and nurses that are checking Andrei, especially his vital signs. Andrei was having a seizure and it lasted so long.When Jade saw Andrei in this state, she immediately squeezed herself in to see Andrei closer.This was a piece of shocking news for Jade because last night she just had a conversation with A
Rix's P.O.V. Entering the convenience store, I saw a lot of food that made me start craving.I could feel my belly starting to rumble with hunger.Then I realized that I had been forgetting to eat on time because I was busy staring into nothingness, and also because of the persistent nausea I had been feeling for weeks now.There was a large round mirror hanging in every corner of the convenience store.Curiously, I looked at it, hoping to catch a glimpse of Apollo, whom I suspected had been following me for hours.As I sat on a chair right now, I pondered various excuses I could use to lure him to go away.But right now, I felt drained of energy and decided to simply face him to tell him that I don’t want anyone following me.Facing people and expressing what I wanted to say was never my strong suit. So it’s really difficult.I preferred keeping everything bottled up inside, even if it took a toll on me. It didn't bother me at all.I glanced at the round mirror above me, hoping to s
APOLLO’s P.O.V."Stop hurting my wife!" I snarled.As they witnessed Beatrix being torn apart, left only in her underwear, they began to whip her.God..."Hit me instead," I said.Dad looked at me, unsure if I was truly confident in my request.I repeated, "Hit me instead of her. I will be her shield."Dad approached me, walking closer. "You're skinny. Will you be able to endure my lashes?" he asked.With unwavering confidence, I stared directly into his eyes."Yes, I can. Just don't harm my wife," I asserted.Dad chuckled, a mocking laugh escaping him."Stop pretending already. I've caught you, alright?"I simply nodded, urging him to stop spewing nonsense and start striking me. I tightly embraced Beatrix."No... I can handle—" she attempted to protest."Shhh," I interrupted, gently running my fingers over her lips. "I'll protect you.""Oh, no, no, no!" Dad exclaimed. "You must remove your clothes as well, Apollo. How can I fully enjoy seeing you in pain?"Without uttering a word, I
3rd P.O.V.Someone snatched Beatrix away from Apollo.Apollo was too far away to follow them all."WHERE ARE YOU?!" he shouted."Apollo!" she screamed.But her voice seemed to come from nowhere.Apollo suspected it might be a speaker.He looked around, but he couldn't find Beatrix.They were still in the parking lot, and only a few minutes had passed, so she couldn't have gone far."Beatrix..." he whispered.Apollo felt like the world was playing a cruel joke on him.Just when he was trying to change, to become a better man for the love of his life, this happened.Was he finally getting what he deserved?For years, he had been a pain in the ass to everyone.He had cheated on every girl he had been involved with.There was this recent girl named Aileen who had almost destroyed his relationship with Beatrix.But what he couldn't understand was, if he was the real target, why were they hurting Beatrix?Apollo heard a rustling sound from one corner of the parking lot.He had been hearing
RIX’s P.O.V.I covered my mouth as I looked at him.I shook my head, closing and opening my eyes repeatedly.But no matter how much I denied it, this was a different person. I was certain it was Apollo.But how?Was I forgetting something? I’m sure we had clearly settled our relationship and agreed on our boundaries.I approached him, examining him closely, and the more I looked, the more convinced I became.As I went closer, I can see how aggressively he kissed that woman. He was intentionally doing this, purposefully making sure I saw.I’m sure because we were in a hidden alley and no one would bother to look at this.I gulped.It was a cruel act, hidden away where no one would bother to look because it was in the suburbs.I swallowed hard, wiping the tears streaming from my eyes."What are you doing, Apollo?" I asked.He still hadn't detached his lips from the other girl.Then, I forcefully pushed the girl away from him and faced Apollo.It might seem like I was becoming obsessive
RIX’s P.O.V.The wind is now rushing through my hair, growing stronger as the ship accelerates. Ah...What a beautiful day. The sea is a mesmerizing shade of blue. I've never had the chance to truly appreciate the vastness of the ocean, the scenery, and the vibes it emanates. I close my eyes and allow the wind to dance around my face. "Hey..."It's Harley. But I keep my eyes closed as I respond, "Did you bring the urn?""It's right here in my hand. But do you plan on settling in the province? Working at the club is good, you earn a generous amount of money that can help support you during your pregnancy and after the baby is born."Charis interrupts, "Come on, Harley! Don't try to make decisions for her. She has been through a lot. Let her decide for herself; it's her life, after all."I open my eyes, breathing in the beauty of nature surrounding us. I never had the opportunity to appreciate it before because I was always busy taking care of my brother.Not that it was a bad th
RIX’s P.O.V.Even in the happiest moments of my life, when I see this man before my eyes, I can't help but feel useless again.These overwhelming emotions flood my mind without any warning.What the hell did I do to deserve this?"Why are you with Harold?" he asked, his voice cracking.Maybe it won't be so bad if I let him believe what he wants. After all, he shattered me into pieces years ago. It won't hurt to hurt him a little.I didn't respond and turned my gaze back to Adonis."Mom, I'm fine! Don't worry. Mr. Handsome here already helped me!" Adonis exclaimed, instantly easing my mind.Harold furrowed his brows, narrowing his eyes. "What did I tell you to call me, Donny?" Harold asked.Donny acted as if he was thinking, then raised his fingers and said, "AHA! I remember. You told me to call you dad instead of uncle.""D-dad?" I heard Apollo whisper behind me.What was he doing here in the first place?"Yes! That's correct, Donny! Now don't you ever forget that, okay?" Harold said,
RIX’s P.O.V.My hands feel the heat coursing through my body.I tried my best to resist this feeling, but I couldn't do it!DAMN IT!The heat in my cheeks indicates that I'm blushing, again.Am I fluttered again? Or is it something else?I shouldn't let him think he deserves this kind of response.Because he doesn't, he really doesn't.Shaking my head, I gently pushed him away from me.I feel so awkward whenever I'm around him, and it’s difficult to hide it.I’m too obviousBut it doesn't matter right now."Come on, you're hurt. Let me try to help you, at least," Apollo said, attempting to touch my hands again. But I quickly evaded his touch.You’re not allowed, or I will feel the strange electricity again.There was a moment of silence.I couldn't help but look at him and try to decipher his current reaction.He was looking away, trying to understand what I might be thinking."Please, Apollo, stop doing this. This is just a scratch! You have your company in the city. You don't have t
3rd P.O.V.Apollo and Beatrix arrived at Grandma's house in the morning. Donny was already waiting at the door, dressed in his favorite superhero costume."Hey, little man," Apollo said, picking up Donny and giving him a hug."Hi, Dad!" Donny said, grinning from ear to ear.Beatrix smiled at the sight of them. "Are you ready to go visit Charis at the hospital?" she asked Donny.Donny's face fell. "Is Auntie Charis sick?" he asked."She's feeling a little under the weather, but we're going to bring her some flowers and make her feel better," Beatrix explained.Donny perked up at the idea of giving Auntie Charis flowers. "Can I pick the flowers?" he asked."Of course," Apollo said, ruffling his son's hair.They drove to the hospital, with Donny eagerly pointing out every flower he saw on the way. When they arrived, they made their way to Charis's room. She was lying in bed, looking weak and tired."Hey, Charis," Beatrix said, placing the flowers on the bedside table.Charis tried to smi
3rd P.O.V.Beatrix was excited to finally go home after being confined in the hospital for days. Apollo came to visit her every day, and he even brought her favorite flowers and snacks. Beatrix was grateful for his presence, and she felt a sense of comfort every time he was around.As they left the hospital, Apollo suggested they go to the nicest restaurant in town to celebrate Beatrix's homecoming. Beatrix was hesitant at first, feeling that they didn't need to spend so much money, but Apollo insisted.Once they arrived at the restaurant, Beatrix was taken aback by its grandeur. She had never been to a place like this before, and she felt a bit out of place in her casual clothes. However, Apollo reassured her that she looked beautiful and that she deserved to be treated like a queen.They were seated in a private room with a beautiful view of the city. The table was set with the finest silverware and crystal glasses. The waiters were attentive, and the chef personally came to their t
3rd P.O.V.Beatrix felt a knot form in her stomach as she watched Charis walk away with the group of men. She knew she had to talk to her friend, but she also didn't want to make a scene in front of the strangers.Taking a deep breath, she approached Charis once the men had disappeared from sight. "Charis, can we talk?"Charis stopped in her tracks and turned to face Beatrix. "What do you want to talk about?"Beatrix hesitated, unsure of how to broach the subject. "I just wanted to check in on you. Are you okay?"Charis rolled her eyes again. "Of course, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?"Beatrix frowned. She could tell that something was off about Charis, but she didn't want to push too hard. "Well, you just seemed...distant lately. Is everything going alright with you and Harley?"Charis scoffed. "Harley? He's the least of my problems right now."Beatrix was taken aback by Charis' sudden bitterness towards her husband. "What do you mean?"Charis hesitated before finally speaking. "I just
As soon as Beatrix woke up, the first thing she does is think.Beatrix couldn't get Charis out of her mind. She had been overthinking about her friend's life for days. What could have happened to make Charis run away from the pack of men like that? And why did she choose to disappear into the night instead of seeking help from the people she knew would always have her back?Beatrix had always known Charis to be a strong, independent woman, but lately, she had noticed that her friend had been struggling. Charis seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, and Beatrix couldn't help but feel guilty for not noticing sooner.As Beatrix walked along the shore, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the crashing waves. She looked out into the vast ocean and felt a sense of peace wash over her. But even the calming waves couldn't ease her mind.She thought about all the times she and Charis had spent together, laughing, dancing, and having a great time. They had been
Charis paced back and forth outside the reception venue, her hands tightly gripping her dress. She could see Beatrix approaching her with a warm smile on her face."Charis! There you are. Is everything alright?"Charis sighed and turned to face Beatrix. "No, everything's not alright. I'm so mad at you, Beatrix, and I don't even know why."Beatrix's expression turned to one of concern. "Why are you mad at me? Did I do something to upset you?"Charis shook her head. "No, it's not you. It's just... it's just that you have everything, Beatrix. You have the perfect wedding, the perfect husband, the perfect life. And I can't help but feel jealous."Beatrix's smile softened. "Charis, you don't have to be jealous. I'm not perfect, and my life isn't perfect either. And besides, you have Harley. You married the man you love."Charis scowled. "That's just it, Beatrix. Even though I married Harley, it seems like he still likes you. Every time we're together, he can't stop talking about you. It's
3rd P.O.V.The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the beach. The waves gently lapped against the shore, creating a calming sound that mingled with the soft chatter of the guests. The beach was decorated with simple yet elegant white flowers, accentuated with subtle hints of blue that matched the ocean's hue.Beatrix looked stunning in her white wedding gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her dark hair was styled in a loose, flowing braid, adorned with small white flowers that complemented her bouquet. She looked nervous but happy as she stood beside the altar, waiting for Apollo to arrive.Apollo arrived in a sleek black suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and chiseled jawline. He looked confident and composed, a contrast to Beatrix's nervous energy. He walked towards Beatrix with purpose, his gaze fixed on her. When he reached her, he took her hand and smiled softly at her, reassuring her.The ceremony was simple and intimate, offici
3rd P.O.V.Papers were flying around the room, and Mr. Cartier was seething with anger over the report detailing the downfall of his company since Apollo's resignation. He was desperate to do whatever it took to win back his son and bring him back to the company to boost sales.The situation was particularly challenging because Mr. Cartier's company was outdated and struggling to stay afloat. The scattered papers covered the floor as a visual representation of his frustration and disappointment.In his rage, he called for his assistant to fetch him a cup of coffee and urgently contact his wife. He needed her support and presence at that moment.Harold, one of the individuals Mr. Cartier had entrusted with the company's operations, had been a letdown. Despite his frequent travels, including visits to the rural city where Beatrix resided, all Harold seemed to care about was possessing her. He hoped that by achieving this, he could claim victory over Apollo in at least one aspect.Mr.
RIX’s P.O.V.It suddenly became quiet inside the hut, leaving me wondering what had happened or if they had already settled their differences. I clearly heard earlier that Charis wanted to separate from Harley, but now they seemed to have another chance and were probably having a thorough conversation. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.Charis and Harley had been together for four years, the same age as Adonis. It was impressive that they had managed to communicate, confront their feelings, and keep them hidden for so long. Especially for Charis because I know that from the very beginning, he had feelings for Harley and was just keeping it to herself.Charis had been dating other guys to cover up her emotions and hide her true feelings for Harley, but somehow she had managed to keep her feelings intact without getting attached to anyone else.The attachment she had with Harley was deep-rooted and difficult to remove. Suddenly, Harold, Seb, and Michael came into my mind.Yeah
RIX’s P.O.V.I could feel myself breaking down as I made my decision in front of everyone watching me on the app during my lowest point.Do you watch me stand up on my own when the world tries to knock me down?Apparently, I wasn't alone when facing the most challenging moment of my life because my friends were here, witnessing my growth.They offered their help, but I kept refusing it.And if I said I don't feel anything for Apollo anymore, I would be lying. BECAUSE I STILL DO!Honestly, I would like to give it another try.Perhaps my initial decision was influenced by the overwhelming number of eyes watching me.Humans can be foolish.Friends often advise their hurt loved ones to stay away, but those same friends act as if they're listening while secretly still engaging with the person who hurt them— going back to the same place that hurts them.I wanted to avoid falling into that pattern.I'm only human. I'm not a superhuman capable of controlling my emotions to the point of making