LITTLE THIEFMila’s POV“Thief!” Thief?“Stop right there you bastard!” Alarmed, I raised my head to see a bald man going after my little brother, Jett. Frightened to death, I dropped the little food item I was able to get and ran after them, feeling my heart tighten in my chest. I ran with every fiber in me, increasing my speed as I felt the adrenaline rush in.I couldn't understand why my brother was being called a thief, but I chased after them anyway. Getting to a stop, I watched as Jett ran straight to a deserted area and halted. The bald man smirked and inched closer, only to stop upon hearing my voice. “What do you think you're doing to my little brother?” I yelled, glaring at him as anger filled my chest. Even if he was a thief, I was going to protect him with the last drop of my blood. Ever since our mother's death, life has been tough and hard. For now, we only had each other, and I was going to be his strength whenever he needed me. “Are you talking to me? Wait, both o
MYSTERIOUS MANMila’s POVI turned my head to the side, as I wondered whose voice sounded so assuring, just like the sweet sound of a mother's lullaby. My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. That man looked so familiar like I had seen him before. His raven black hair was slightly disheveled, giving him a unique look, maybe an angel sent from heaven; but he looked like a demon instead. One sent from hell to steal my heart away. Merely by looking into his eyes, I was trapped. I couldn't stop staring, and I didn't know why. Angered by my emotions, I closed my eyes and pushed the bald man away immediately I noticed that he got distracted. He fell to the ground and groaned, “You little bitch! Come back here.” he snapped as he got up to move closer, but the mysterious man's voice made him halt. “What do you think you're doing?” he asked, tilting his head as his lips stretched into a wide grin. I could sense the deadly aura around him, and deep down I felt like running away to hide. By h
CONTRACTMila’s POVThe creepy guy I met at the cemetery, who gave me the chills was the one who saved my life. I didn't know if I was meant to be grateful or wary of him. I turned to Jett who had a hard time standing up, “Did you have to do that?” I asked, my voice stern and unyielding as I stared at him. If he didn't steal from the bastard, we wouldn't have had to experience this kind of embarrassment. “I'm sorry.” Jett lowered his head, not daring to look at me in the eye. I sighed, “Thank God you're okay, but you still need to be treated.” I frowned, a strange feeling in my heart. Presently, I didn't have a dime in my account, and the money for Jett’s hospital bills would take ages for me to get. Currently, we have no shelter on our heads and no food to put on our table. We sleep outside shops and battle with the cold at night. Sometimes, it becomes so unbearable that I feel like breaking down. I mean, sleeping outside for several weeks wasn't something a weak person would be
MOTHER'S GONE Mila’s POVFlashbackDevastated by the news of my mother's death, I found it hard to breathe. My sanity was long gone, and the only thing I felt was rage and guilt. I couldn't believe that my mother was gone. The feeling of emptiness was driving me nuts, and it would only take seconds before it got out of control. “Mila, be strong for me.” Dolph, my boyfriend said as he pulled me into a hug. Feeling secure in his strong arms, I didn't see the need to control my tears anymore. Wrapping my arms around him, I cried like I'd never cried before. The pain I felt in my heart was too intense, and it was driving me nuts. The fact that my mother would no longer be with me to guide me shattered my heart into a million pieces. She wouldn't be there to lead me like she had promised. How was I supposed to cope? To live in this lonely world alone with no one to turn to. My mother was my best friend. The only person I could share my issues with, but now that she's gone, would my tho
COMPASSIONATE STRANGER Mila’s POV“You're going to injure yourself if you continue hitting your hand on the grave, Milady.” a young man said as he approached me, his black suit complimenting my outfit. Raising my head slowly, I met the most beautiful set of eyes. Hair as dark as the starry night, and skin as fair as milk. His perfect structure wasn't the one you see every day. He looked mysterious and also handsome at the same time. After staring at him for a while, I averted my gaze and continued staring at my mother's grave. With the cold touch of the rain against my skin, I shivered slightly, but I wasn't willing to leave. Since I wasn't allowed to spend her last time with her, I’ll probably just talk to her here. My lips stretched into a small smile as I stared at her picture. Just like me, she was smiling in that picture. Her smile was as bright as the sun, and it warmed my cold heart. I watched my bruised knuckles and sighed. With blood dripping from it, I wondered why the p
LEAVING HOME Mila's POV “Dad, how can you say something like that?” I yelled, furiously staring at my father. His words angered me to death, and I badly felt like snapping Sally into pieces just like I would do to a dried twig. Closing my eyes calmly, “Dad, you would have to make a decision. It's either your children or these bitch, because, I'm never going to accept her as our stepmother.” “Then I'll choose her. If you don't want her as your stepmother, then you're free to leave.” My father's words made my head spin. My legs trembled beneath me, and I wondered if I'd committed a grave sin in my past life to be rewarded this way. He was choosing my aunty over his children. I was shocked beyond words. Confused, he could one day force us to choose between accepting that wretch, Sara, or leaving our home. “What's that supposed to mean, Dad?” I asked, trying my best to keep my anger in check. I was still grieving my mother, and everything seemed to annoy me, but my father'
BYE HEAVEN, HELLO HELLMila's POVMaybe she was his sister. I tried to convince myself, but deep down, I knew he was the only child. My pulse throbbed through every inch of my body as I pictured Dolph in bed with another woman. Feeling my legs go weak, I placed my hands on the couch for support. It can't be true. Dolph would never do such to me. We've been dating for two years and even had marriage in mind. He was someone who showed me love and affection even in my darkest moments.He became my boyfriend when he asked me out during his birthday party. We hadn't been friends the entire time, but he decided to make a move on his birthday which surprised me. Dolph always acted like I was a thorn in his flesh, so I wasn't expecting him to have a crush on me. I vividly remembered how promised me the whole world, kissing me in the presence of his friends. That day, I felt like the luckiest girl on earth. Dolph wasn't just an ordinary guy. He was the heart desire of every lady in college,
HIGH PAYING JOBMila's POVPresent day, “No… I can't…” I gasped in shock and trepidation as I stared at the mysterious stranger, my heart in my throat as I tried to make sense of his words. To be his fiancee for four months. Having come back from the flashback and thought about signing my life and will to a stranger who had a dangerous aura around him. Sitting next to him alone, I could tell he wasn't an ordinary person, but then, why was he that interested in me? After falling from grace, my life took a drastic turn. My life became miserable with each passing moment, and getting sacked became as normal as eating breakfast. I was used to the heartbreaking words like they were a part of me. Besides, my boyfriend had stabbed me in the back. What was the worst thing I couldn't handle? I discarded the thought, feeling a sense of danger within me. Something was telling me to run. To run far away from this mysterious stranger who was offering me a tempting deal. Just like the devil, h
In the SpotlightMila’s POV“Mila? Are you okay?”. The room fell silent, and every gaze stared at me waiting for an answer. I had kept mute for too long and it was becoming awkward. I could hear my heartbeat each pump louder than the last, my mind racing and scrambling for something, anything that might sound convincing.“Oh you know, just a few projects here and there,” I said, with a nervous smile and an awkward laugh. I gave a small pause to observe the situation. I could still feel the curious gaze of everyone on me, so I continued my calculated lie.“You could say I am still getting my feet in” I chuckled and swallowed. Hoping that was enough to convince them and take their attention off me.A few of them chuckled and nodded like they understood the struggles of getting into the industry. I let out a deep breath of relief, I was grateful that my shabby and impromptu answer was at least enough to shift their attention away from me.“Mila has a red eye for choosing roles,” Jayden s
First ImpressionsMila’s POV“Let’s start with something simple but elegant,” Lois said, holding up a sleek royal blue dress. “This would bring out your blue eyes,” she added. I took the dress from her and examined it like I knew what I was looking for. But deep down I was genuinely confused about what to pick. All the dresses in that room screamed wealth and elegance. The colors were glamorous and had various interesting colors. From bold to sleek, the dresses and jewelry were all beautiful and expensive, I guess.After a few moments of examining the dress, I gave Lois a confusing look. He responded with a small smile of satisfaction. “That would look good on you, try it,” she said, still maintaining a smile.“It looks good but, isn't it a little too much just to meet business people?” I asked with hesitation in my voice, still fingering the delicate dress.Lois gave a loud laugh before speaking. “Nothing is too much in Jayden's world, trust me. Just try it on, and let's see how it l
New RulesMila’s POVThe morning light flickered through the window curtain, piercing my eyelids and waking me up from my slumber. The exhaustion I felt before I slept off lingered, making my head bang with throbbing pain. I forced my eyes open and looked at the room and said to myself.“This isn’t my life”A soft knock on the door brought me out of my tights. I rushed for the bedsheet to cover myself out of impulse. “Who is it?” I yelled with a cracked voice.“Miss Mila, Mr. Jayden requests your presence in the home office” A young female voice announced from the other side of the door. She sounded calm and formal, I guessed it was a maid. Her tone made me feel like I was in a movie. This was certainly a world I didn't belong to.“Okay! Thank you. I would be there, "I managed to respond, my voice barely audible. I swung my legs out of bed and planted them on the soft carpet. The long-expected time had come. The time I faced whatever job Jayden had for me.I quickly got dressed, as I
Into the UnknownMila's POV “Jayden?” I exclaimed. His name sounded a bit familiar, but I couldn't bring myself to remember where I had heard that name. I took a moment to think, but my mind remained blank. “Aren't you coming?” Jayden said as he stood by the doorway staring at me. I nodded and walked past him. I stepped on the front porch and raised my head to see a sleek black car. Where is he taking me? I asked myself. A driver stood by the car door like he was waiting for me to enter. Are you thinking of changing your mind?” Jayden asked. “No, but this feels sudden. I can't leave my brother here” I said, still hesitant to enter the car. “Remember, you are doing this for him,” Jayden said, with a low and firm voice. I didn't want to listen to him, but he was telling the truth. Without saying another word I slid into the car. As we drove off, I found myself staring at Jayden. He sat close to me in silence as I studied his features, and composed expressions. There is somethin
HE'S JAYDEN Mila's POV Still in shock, I couldn't understand why he would include a phrase like that in the contract. For someone like me, I cherish freedom more than anything in the world. I was like a bird who didn't like to be placed in a cage. Signing the contract would place me in a cage, one I wouldn't be able to break out from until time passes by. “But that isn't a problem. What do you think I am? A pervert who would order you around? C’mon.” he chuckled, softly and pleasantly to my ears. Pressing my lips in a thin line, I wondered if I should sign the contract. Despite the way he painted himself as a saint, I still believe he could be something more. Something evil and sinful. I shook my head, not wanting to fill my mind with unreasonable thoughts. I raised my head to look him in the eye, “You've promised not to do something silly. Fine. I'll sign the contract, but that doesn't mean I'll give my consent to what I don't want.” I explained, and he nodded. A smile of satis
PREDATOR AND PREYJayden's POVMeeting her at the cemetery was a remarkable experience. I had my share of ladies, but I'd never seen someone so broken and in pain. With the way she cried, the sky seemed to sympathize with her. For the first time in many years, my heart ached. The icy sheath I built around myself crumbled because of her. But was there a chance that she could have recognized me?Yes, she was insanely beautiful, lighting up the same fire in me as she had done in high school. The memories of her Kerrie haunted me till I had to resort to the most painful of routines to get her off my mind. To keep her off my mind, I had buried myself in work. Working for several hours a day and finally, the beautiful girl was out of my mind. But there we were, brought together by fate herself. Just like she left, she came back with an even more powerful force. The last impact of the broken girl was imprinted in my mind. Seeing her in the arms of that bastard made me extremely furious.
HIGH PAYING JOBMila's POVPresent day, “No… I can't…” I gasped in shock and trepidation as I stared at the mysterious stranger, my heart in my throat as I tried to make sense of his words. To be his fiancee for four months. Having come back from the flashback and thought about signing my life and will to a stranger who had a dangerous aura around him. Sitting next to him alone, I could tell he wasn't an ordinary person, but then, why was he that interested in me? After falling from grace, my life took a drastic turn. My life became miserable with each passing moment, and getting sacked became as normal as eating breakfast. I was used to the heartbreaking words like they were a part of me. Besides, my boyfriend had stabbed me in the back. What was the worst thing I couldn't handle? I discarded the thought, feeling a sense of danger within me. Something was telling me to run. To run far away from this mysterious stranger who was offering me a tempting deal. Just like the devil, h
BYE HEAVEN, HELLO HELLMila's POVMaybe she was his sister. I tried to convince myself, but deep down, I knew he was the only child. My pulse throbbed through every inch of my body as I pictured Dolph in bed with another woman. Feeling my legs go weak, I placed my hands on the couch for support. It can't be true. Dolph would never do such to me. We've been dating for two years and even had marriage in mind. He was someone who showed me love and affection even in my darkest moments.He became my boyfriend when he asked me out during his birthday party. We hadn't been friends the entire time, but he decided to make a move on his birthday which surprised me. Dolph always acted like I was a thorn in his flesh, so I wasn't expecting him to have a crush on me. I vividly remembered how promised me the whole world, kissing me in the presence of his friends. That day, I felt like the luckiest girl on earth. Dolph wasn't just an ordinary guy. He was the heart desire of every lady in college,
LEAVING HOME Mila's POV “Dad, how can you say something like that?” I yelled, furiously staring at my father. His words angered me to death, and I badly felt like snapping Sally into pieces just like I would do to a dried twig. Closing my eyes calmly, “Dad, you would have to make a decision. It's either your children or these bitch, because, I'm never going to accept her as our stepmother.” “Then I'll choose her. If you don't want her as your stepmother, then you're free to leave.” My father's words made my head spin. My legs trembled beneath me, and I wondered if I'd committed a grave sin in my past life to be rewarded this way. He was choosing my aunty over his children. I was shocked beyond words. Confused, he could one day force us to choose between accepting that wretch, Sara, or leaving our home. “What's that supposed to mean, Dad?” I asked, trying my best to keep my anger in check. I was still grieving my mother, and everything seemed to annoy me, but my father'