Seraphina’s POVRowan had called. He had called me so many times that I thought my ears might start to bleed, even though the last thing I wanted was to pick up. But I had no choice—I’d have to answer and hear whatever he had to say.It was absurd that he called me just to ask if I had caught a cold. Why was he calling me over something as measly as that? The rain had fallen heavily just like Rowan had warned. I sat by the window, watching the strings of rain that trailed down the window while taking a sip of my coffee as my mind drifted back to him. He said he had something important to do tonight and that was the reason he wouldn’t be home. By something important, did he mean Zoey Scott? I snapped my fingers because, at that moment, it was all starting to make sense. Earlier, he came to see her at the gym and if I could remember clearly, he had mentioned something about sorting things out. These all meant that he was trying to rekindle the relationship between them again. For
Seraphina’s P.O.VI could barely sleep a wink last night as his big arms encircled me while my mind reeled from everything that had happened last night. The fact that he came to my wedding and all of that. And as if that wasn't the worst part, why did it feel like we were both cheating on Zoey’s Scott? Rowan and I were the ones who were married. Why did I feel a sense of obligation to her and most importantly, why does he have my pictures? Why does he confuse me in this way? What in the world was happening right now? Was he drunk last night, was that why he mentioned that he wanted me in his bed? Did Zoey Scott turn down his advances…Now I know why he said that he could smell me. He said that because when he stared into my eyes, he thought that I was her. That had to be it. Because all the other thoughts that coursed through my mind right now made no sense. Slowly, his hands loosened around me and relief flooded through me as I shifted from the bed slightly, trying not to wake h
Seraphina I waved Danielle goodbye, the fear of what she had told me concerning Lucia clawing at my throat every second. As soon as she disappeared, I paused, debating my next move. Should I confront Lucia directly or catch her red-handed by wielding the authority my grandfather entrusted to me as Henderson's Pharmaceutical highest shareholder?I heaved an exasperated sigh, taking a sip of the lukewarm coffee in my hand while walking down the street, lost in my thoughts. Lucia had stolen my life. She had stolen years from me and the more I thought about it, it seemed more like God placed her into my life just to steal from me. “How is she even my twin sister? I just hope that the rumors aren't true. If it is true, then it wouldn't even be funny at all” Just as I took another sip, I had no idea when I tripped and bumped into someone, as the impact jolted the cup from my hand. The coffee splashed on his coat while he growled. “Oh my goodness, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to” I almo
Mason’s P.O.VA disgruntled groan escaped me, sitting on the balcony while taking a sip of my Vieux Carrè, gripping the tablet with my other hand as my eyes breezed over the report that the man I had assigned to search for Romeo sent. The more my gaze lingered on the screen, the more my brows pulled together in confusion as anger warmed its way through my heart. What did the report mean by he couldn't be found and there was a high chance that he had left the country? The mere thought of never fulfilling my lifelong dream of making him pay for daring to blackmail my wife burned hotter than any wound ever could.“How do I find this man? Where do I find this man?” I muttered to myself, taking another sip of my drink while tossing the tablet on the desk. I heaved an exasperated sigh, squeezing my eyes shut and when my eyes fluttered open, I caught sight of Lucia looking so pale through the sharp corners of my eyes. Inside the room, Lucia sat on the couch, gripping the remote while st
Seraphina’s P.O.VI could hear the fireworks booming in the distance. “La Tavola Eccellente” The elegant Italian phrase rolled off my tongue, clutching my purse, but I froze mid-step when Rowan’s words echoed down my ears. Draped in a long black coat, his words that tingled the back of my neck sent a shiver down my spine. “Can you not speak in Italian? You have a bit of an accent and if I hear one more word, my ears would bleed”My fingers squeezed into fists, turning while shooting him a sharp glare only to falter for a second. I had been so pissed and didn’t manage to take a proper look at him until now. But when my eyes locked onto him, it stole my breath away. The way the sharp lines of his tailored coat accentuated his broad shoulders was truly astonishing and most importantly, the way his shiny black hair gleamed underneath the dim light made him look hot. He was perfect. Wait! Did I just say perfect? Rowan was handsome, and he would probably be the finest man I had ever set
Seraphina’s P.O.VI stared blankly at Zoey, resisting the urge to speak harshly with her, even though the only thing I wanted to do at that moment was lash out at her. She beamed with a smile, squeezing my hands gently. “I wish I was as lucky as you are…” She chuckled. My brows knitted together in a slight frown as I pulled my hands away from hers. Forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes, I shifted the conversation, desperate to steer it away before she could pile on more of that lucky me nonsense. There is a high chance that I could snap totally and that was the last thing I wanted. She wasn’t worth it. I whisked another glass of champagne off the tray of the passing waiter while handing it over to her. “You should have this”She smiled, her cheeks flushing pink, and there was this genuine look in her eyes that kind of took me aback. Did she mean what she said? Slowly, it soon hit me that she was an actress and every display of sweetness from her was nothing but an act. Z
Rowan’s P.O.VThere was this spark of intrigue in my eyes as I watched Flamingo search her eyes around, mumbling something incoherent while trying to keep up the fake act of forcing out a smile even though I knew that she wanted to cuss at everyone. The chants for us to kiss grew louder with every passing second. Did I forget to mention that she looked stunning? My eyes roamed down her body and I hated to admit it but the way the dress perfectly clung to her body was an image that was going to linger on in my head. She wore a pink-beige cream gown that hugged her figure in the right places—She was just the perfect flamingo. The more my eyes lingered on her body, the more my blood thrummed and it caused something to stir within me—Something that I couldn't quite place. Zoey’s scream snapped me out of my reverie and I regained composure immediately. “Kiss! You guys are my favorite couples…”However, at that moment, something about Seraphina struck me. It was the way she stared dagge
Seraphina Different thoughts coursed through my mind as I sat stiffly in the passenger’s seat clutching my pearl purse tightly while trying everything to not turn or even allow his overwhelming scent to cloud my senses.The Kiss— The memory was ingrained in my mind like a stubborn stain that wouldn't wash away. My lips still burned like a fire threatening to consume me whole because the more I thought about it, the intense kiss made no sense. Why would he have kissed me like that when the only woman that he had loved was right there staring at us? And to think that she kept making all those fake cheers when I knew that deep down, she was seething with rage. Rowan’s presence next to me was more suffocating than the silence that stretched between us. Why wasn't he saying anything and most importantly, why did Rowan kissing me not seem weird?What was happening to me? I mustered the courage inside of me, turning to look at him while sucking in a deep breath. I couldn't deal with the
Seraphina’s P.O.VEloise? What was she doing here? Was she close friends with Zoey Scott? Or wasn’t that her? I leaned by my side, my eyes not leaving Rowan whose eyes darkened like he wasn’t excited to see her. I covered my mouth slightly, leaning closer to Zoey who took a quick selfie. She seemed to have gotten the cue of what I wanted to do and moved closer to me. “How do you know Eloise?”Her eyes shifted to Eloise. “I don’t know her. Heath had invited her…do you know her?”I leaned back in my seat, forcing out a tight smile. “Kinda…” before I could complete my words, I was taken aback when someone wrapped her hands around my shoulder and kissed me on the cheeks. Eloise?My shoulders stiffened for a second as the gesture from Eloise startled me because the last I checked, we weren’t friends. I disliked her because of Rowan. They were once close and he seemed to have a soft spot for her because while he mostly bullied me, he had always treated her with gentleness. “How are you
Rowan’s P.O.VI had lied again, and I hated that I did. I wasn't the type to break out of character, and the fact that I had to lie about the search concerning Chloe shattered my heart into pieces. Not only that, but I just didn't have the mind to tell her that the more I searched for Chloe, the more the results remained the same—Nothing. There was no lead whatsoever and nobody could account for what had happened to her except for the fact that the reason for her disappearance was because of what had happened at the beach. And to worsen things, there could be a high chance that she died just like the other children. I was the type of person to always be blunt with people but with Seraphina… I couldn't because it was going to break her in unimaginable ways, so I preferred to cling to that tiny bit of hope that she was still alive. I decided to have faith in Seraphina who believed that she wasn't dead. Her faith wasn't hope, it was a strong conviction that she believed in, so I was
Seraphina’s P.O.VDread washed over me as I sat in the café, the walls closing in on me with every second that passed by. It was crazy how Rowan was the cause of my sadness. I wasn't supposed to be sad. Yet, I couldn't stop my mind from replaying the words that Ava had said. She had mentioned that she had spotted Rowan this morning. She saw him in a shopping mall yet…My heart sank my stomach and my eyes darted over to the text that dug a hole in my chest, causing my heart to twist in pain. My gaze lingered on the text that he had sent me. “The trip has been postponed for another two days…he will be seeing me soon…” My voice was barely above a whisper. I leaned forward, not being able to take my eyes away from the text as I deliberated confronting him or just ignoring him. And at the same time, I couldn't understand why his personal life bothered me this much. I missed the times when I wasn't concerned about Rowan or anything that he was involved in. I missed the times when he
Seraphina’s P.O.VSince that day at the park when I broke down, things haven't been the same anymore., I had been thrown into this void that seemed to be sucking the life out of me. Everyone may have moved on and going on with their lives but I seemed to have been stuck in that time. I couldn't grasp the extent of Lucia’s hatred for me and most importantly, I couldn't understand why Rowan did the things that he did for me. Why was he willing to risk everything for someone like me and most importantly, when he mentioned that I meant nothing to him? Do people go that far for someone that means nothing to them?It has been a week since I had last set eyes on Rowan and despite everything Lucia told me about him orchestrating the attacks because of me, I had never confronted him and we didn't even speak about what Lucia told me about. Everyone minded their business since that day because hearing all that he was doing for me was still so hard to believe. It would have been more believab
Lucia’s P.O.VHow did he figure it out? How did he discover that I had hired a camera crew to record a video that I would use in doing damage control on the media later? My plan had failed and as if that wasn't worse, I had ended up with a broken ankle that was just starting to heal. Rowan’s threat still sent a shiver down my spine and for a second, I had to stop dead in my tracks as the memories of what he had said kept popping up in my mind. That man wasn't a human. He was a demon and I didn't know why it took me so long to figure out how dangerous he was. He shot Leo. Almost killed me and Mason because of her…Seraphina. I sucked in a deep breath, trying to quash the thoughts that were starting to overwhelm me. I shouldn't allow Rowan’s threat to get to me that much instead, I needed to focus on the issue that was at hand. A groan escaped me and the fact that Mason’s family had been trying to reach me for the past few days and I had ditched Mason by not visiting him kind of sca
Rowan’s P.O.VI had orchestrated a plan—A plan that would make Seraphina follow me to the ice cream stand and that was why I had to leave my wallet to her because I knew that in the end, she would have no option but to bring it but with the way things were going now, it seemed more like my plans had failed because if it didn't, then why wasn't she here now?“What is taking her so long?” I muttered under my breath, frustration seeping through my chest. I glanced at my wrist watch and when I noticed that she had no plans of coming here, I left the line. Could it be that she hadn't noticed the wallet in the car?Or what if there was a high chance that she had used the opportunity to stroll around the pack?A frustrated groan escaped me as I walked back to the spot where I had left her. There she was and I was about to call her name when I noticed the presence of someone around her. At that moment, a chilling wave of intensity surged through me—not born of fear, but of something far da
Seraphina’s P.O.VThose horrible words that Rowan uttered left a bitter taste in my mouth. They echoed in my mind, cutting deeper and deeper with every second that the words flashed through my mind. He claimed that I had meant nothing to him. Considering our history, it wasn’t supposed to hurt but yet it had hurt me so badly that pain exploded in my chest and anger simmered beneath the surface of my skin. “Rowan Whitmore” I muttered through gritted teeth and it was funny how I wasn’t even bothered about what Lucia had done to me anymore. What bothered my mind were the words that Rowan had spilled without any remorse. I knew that we were always on each other’s tail almost all the time but how could he say that I meant nothing to him?I mean, it was so devastating for him to say something like that to me without thinking twice. And, most importantly, why do I care what Rowan thinks about me?Before, I wouldn’t have given a fuck but now I just couldn’t seem to get my mind off that c
Rowan’s P.O.VI hadn’t gotten one car but three—an Audi A6, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and the last one, a sleek Ferrari 488 Spider.For someone who wasn't a car freak, her eyes had shown this tiny bit of excitement and shock at the same time before they were replaced with this darkness. At the same time, this excitement surged inside of me, knowing that I had already fulfilled all that I had planned and most importantly, the promise that I had made to Seraphina. She might not understand things because she was still shocked because of the gravity of evil that her twin sister was capable of doing to her. However, she would soon understand the extent to which I was willing to go for her to trample evil people like Lucia underneath her feet. I removed the cuff-links, rolling up my sleeves, swerving onto the highway. I pressed a button and the roof of the car began to open. The wind rushed in, and I darted my eyes to Seraphina who sat on the passenger seat next to mine, her legs curled b
Seraphina’s P.O.VI could feel the muscles in my body tense and my blood turned cold in my chest. The phone that pressed against my ear slid to the ground as I stared blankly at the television and the reporter whose voice echoed down my ears. “Lucia Thompson, the CEO of the Henderson Pharmaceutical Company and the twin sister of Seraphina Whitmore, the CEO of a growing pharmaceutical company has finally…”Her words faded to the background and my gaze dropped to the headline below the screen. ‘Lucia Thompson, issued a public apology through a press conference early this morning, admitting to her past as a stripper and trying to tarnish her sister’s reputation by using the help of her husband, Mason Thompson”My heart lurched forward and dread settled on my shoulders and before I knew what was happening, tears welled in my eyes, spilling down my cheeks. I knew that things were pretty bad between us but never in my wildest imagination would I have ever imagined that they would do somet