The lights in the bar were dim, the faint glow of a single bulb shining while Jayden sat a glass of scotch in his hand.Outside, the abandoned mansion lay silent.This place had always been his sanctuary, a reflection of the chaos he often kept buried inside. The fact that it was away from people always gave him peace.However, tonight was different, as the silence wasn’t enough to give him the peace it always gave him.Jayden’s phone buzzed against the wooden counter. He stared at it for a moment before picking it up. A message from Lan lit the screen.“Zendaya’s safe. She’s at Anaya’s place. All clear,” was what the text read.Jayden exhaled, his shoulders easing. He hadn’t realized how he had worried he’d been until now. Zendaya was safe. That was all that mattered.Even though he was mad at her, it didn't mean he would stop protecting her, which was why he had asked his men to keep an eye on her to make sure she was safe.Speaking of Zendaya, he opened their chat and his thumb ho
The Next DayZendaya sat at a desk, staring blankly at the open script in front of her. It was the script for the new movie she was starring in and she was trying to rehearse for it.However, the words on the page blurred together, stubbornly refusing to make sense and it annoyed her as she usually had no problem in memorizing her linesHer phone sat face-up beside her laptop, silent, as it had been all morning.She hadn’t slept well. Between replaying their argument in her head and checking her phone more times than she cared to admit, she was running on two hours of restless sleep and a lot of caffeine.“Zendaya?” Anaya’s voice cut through the thoughts, and Zendaya looked up to find her friend leaning against her study doorway, her brow raised. “You okay? You look…” Anaya paused as though she was trying to find the right word to use.“Tired?” Zendaya offered dryly, trying to force a small smile.“Exhausted,” Anaya decided to settle for that. “What happened? I've never seen you lik
Zendaya stepped out of her car after she had parked it and she began to make her way towards the mansion. Despite her initial irritation at Jayden's threats, seeing the place bustling with workers was a small relief at least he had allowed them into the mansion. Several vans were parked near the entrance, their logos reading "Zane Interior Designs." Inside, a group of designers and decorators moved around, inspecting walls, taking measurements, and unloading boxes of materials.She spared them only a passing glance despite their shock at seeing her there. However they quickly got over it as they continued to work. She wasn't worried about them spilling to the public as the contracts they’d signed included strict non-disclosure agreements so she was rest assured.Taking a deep breath, she began to make her way to Jayden’s room.Her heart pounded in her chest and there was a part of her which was excited that she was going to see him but the other part of her was still angry at him
Zendaya froze as the weight of Jayden’s words sank in. Her chest tightened, and her breath hitched, coming in short gasps as she stared at him.No, it couldn’t be, she said to herself in denial as she shook her head.“The police were… at the mansion?” she managed to whisper, her voice trembling.Jayden nodded, his expression calm, as though it wasn’t a matter of his life on the line. “Yes, Lan said they were asking about Daniel’s death and looking for me. I’m guessing they found out about the fact that I went to see Daniel that night.”Zabelle's mind began to race. Images of officers storming the property, asking questions, and digging into their lives flashed through her head. The walls of the room seemed to close in around her, and her knees felt weak. She stumbled back a step, but Jayden held her firmly and she clutched onto his shirt for support.“Zendaya.” Jayden called out to her, but she barely heard him.Her breaths became faster, shallower, her chest heaving as panic gripp
Jayden arrived at his family’s mansion, the weight of the situation settling over him as he drove past the gates. This was foolish, he thought to himself. He was an adult yet the thought of what the old man wanted to say to him made him nervous. His thoughts were muddled as he parked and approached the grand front door, his jaw tightening in as he prepared himself for what lay ahead.As soon as he stepped inside, a familiar voice stopped him in his tracks.“Well, look who finally decided to show up,” Juliette sneered as she came to stand in front of him.Jayden sighed, dramatically as he rolled his eyes at his younger sister.“Not now, Dimwit.”“Oh, I think now is the perfect time,” Juliette humped. Her tone was dripping with mockery as she stepped closer, her eyes narrowing. “Tell me, Jayden, how does it feel knowing the police might come for you? I mean, you’ve always been the golden boy, haven’t you? Untouchable.”He rolled his eyes once again, stepping past her. “Move, Juliett
The grand Valencia mansion came into view and Zendaya felt a familiar mix of nostalgia and apprehension as she drove through the gates.She parked her car near the fountain in the driveway, and she stepped out immediately, making her way to the front door.The housekeeper opened the door just as Zendaya knocked, and she offered her a polite smile. “Miss Zendaya, welcome. Your mother is up in her room,” she informed her and Zendaya nodded. “Thank you. What about my father and Levi? Aren't they home?”“No, ma’am. They left for the office in the morning, and they haven't come back.”Zendaya nodded and she heaved a sigh of relief. Somehow, the absence of her father made it easier to be there as she didn't want to accidentally spill why she was there. Her father was smart and would quickly catch on to the fact that something was wrong. Between Lucas’ unrelenting questions and his suspicious expression, it would be a recipe of disaster for her. Without wasting time, she headed to her mo
Kiandra and Zendaya’s conversation gradually shifted to lighter topics, and the tension in the air dissolved. They laughed about memories from Zendaya’s childhood, including the time she had tried to bake a cake for her mother and ended up causing a small fire in the kitchen. Kiandra teased her about her cooking skill and how terrible it was, while Zendaya rolled her eyes, blaming her mother for it.She reminded Kiandra that she had been a terrible cook, that was until she gave birth to her which forced her to learn as she couldn’t eat takeouts without falling sick all thanks to her condition.As they chatted, time went by quickly, and Zendaya felt more calm than she did when she arrived at the mansion. She smiled as Jayden knew what he had been doing when he told her to go to her family mansion. If she had been alone in his mansion, she would have killed herself with worry and might have spiraled into having a second panic attack.For a little while, she forgot about the chaos tha
Zendaya smiled as she typed her response to Jayden.Zendaya: It’s called being dramatic. You saw me this afternoon, not years ago.Jayden: You wound me. I’m going to pretend you didn’t just disregard my suffering.Zendaya: I’ll make it up to you. Maybe.Jayden: You’re lucky I'm a nice person and I accept your peace offering. All night sounds nice.She laughed softly as her cheeks turned red and she shook her head. No matter how frustrating Jayden could be, he always knew how to bring a smile to her face. She was about to respond when the door creaked open, and Lucas walked in, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw her lying on his bed."Zendaya?" he asked, his voice filled with surprise. His gaze darted from her to the room, as if confirming he wasn’t seeing things. "What are you doing here? In the mansion. And in my room, of all places?"Zendaya’s heart skipped a beat as she turned off her phone, but she quickly recovered, flashing a sheepish smile. "Surprise!" she said, throwi
Two Months LaterThe Gerano mansion was buzzing with energy as the family and other well-wishers gathered to celebrate Jayden's birthday. The air was filled with laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses as the sun began to set. Jayden stood near the center of the room, talking to friends when he caught sight of Lucas approaching him.“Excuse me,” he said to the men he was talking to and he walked towards Lucas.“Enjoying the party?” Jayden asked with a smirk.Lucas shot him a look, which showed that he had been forced to be there probably by his wife and daughter. “I still don't like you. Don’t push it,” he warned.Jayden pouted as he pretended to be sad. “Don’t say that father-in-law,” he said and he had to stifle his laughter at the horrified expression Lucas always gave whenever he called him that. After he was discharged from the hospital, he and Lucas sat down to have a chat about Zendaya and his relationship.Lucas' words were simple, “Hurt her and you die.”He wondered w
Jayden's losing consciousness lingered in Zendaya's mind as Lucas led her out of the dark, suffocating room. Her heart pounded as she hoped Jayden was okay. “Get an ambulance here immediately!” Justin barked at an officer as they exited the building.Zendaya stumbled slightly, her legs weak from exhaustion and fear. Lucas caught her, steadying her with a reassuring hand on her shoulder.“You’re safe now,” Lucas said gently.“But Jayden…” Zendaya whispered, her eyes never leaving Justin’s retreating figure as he carried Jayden toward an ambulance that had just arrived.“He’ll be fine,” Lucas assured her. “You need to rest as well.”Paramedics rushed to Justin, quickly taking Jayden onto a stretcher.Blood seeped through his bandages, and Zendaya’s stomach churned at the sight. She tried to follow, but Lucas held her back.“You need to get checked too,” Lucas insisted, gesturing to another paramedic who was approaching her.“No,” Zendaya protested, shaking her head. “I need to go wit
The deafening sound of the gunshot echoed through the room, and Zendaya braced herself for the end. But to her surprise, she felt no pain. Slowly, she opened her eyes, her heart pounding in her chest.Anil stood frozen, his eyes wide with shock. And her mouth fell open when she saw that he had been shot in the shoulder. Regardless, he proceeded to shoot her once again and another shoot to his legs brought him down on his knees."Step away from her!" a familiar voice roared with anger as he stepped into the room.It was Jayden. He looked disheveled, and her heart bled when she saw his physical condition. “Jayden?” Zendaya called her voice a mix of relief and disbelief.Anil snarled, raising his gun to fire, but Jayden didn’t hesitate. Another shot rang out, and this time, it was to his palm.Anil groaned in the weapon slipping from his grasp and Jayden kicked it away as he then pounced on Anil.“Jayden, he'll die,” Zendaya stated when Anil had turned into a bleeding mess.Her words
Zendaya’s head throbbed as she slowly opened her eyes. She saw she was in a dark room and a frown appeared on her face. Her body ached as she tried to move, only to find herself bound to a chair. Her wrists were tied tightly behind her back, the coarse rope digging into her skin as she moved. Panic immediately set in as she struggled, her breaths quick and shallow.The faint creak of a door opening sent chills down her spine as she turned in the direction of where the sound had come from. “Who’s there?” she demanded, her voice hoarse. “What do you want?”The figure didn’t respond immediately, stepping closer until the overhead light flickered on. The sudden brightness made her wince, but when her eyes adjusted, her blood ran cold as she saw who was in front of her.“Anil?” she whispered in disbelief.He stood before her, a cruel smile on his face that sent shivers down her spine. He looked different his usually composed demeanor replaced with something sinister and there was a
The fluorescent lights of the hospital hallway greeter Jasmine and Justin rushed toward the ER, their steps hurried and frantic. The receptionist’s voice on the phone had been calm but grave when she’d informed them of Jayden’s accident. Jasmine’s heart hadn’t stopped pounding since as her mind conjured every worst-case scenario about Jayden and how he was doing. Justin walked beside her, his face pale and tight with worry.“What do they mean someone hit him and then disappeared?” Jasmine muttered, her voice trembling. “Who does that? Who leaves someone on the road like that?”Justin placed a hand on her back, and he rubbed it gently. Though his expression was grim. “We’ll find out. Let’s focus on Jayden first.”The moment they reached the nurse’s station, a staff member gestured them toward a private room. “He’s stable,” the nurse reassured them quickly, seeing the panic etched on their faces, and it made them calm down a bit. “The doctors did a thorough examination, and his in
Jayden drove aimlessly through the city, the steady hum of the car engine doing little to drown out the storm raging in his mind. As he remembered his father’s revelation, he felt suffocated. His hands clenched the steering wheel with such intensity that his knuckles turned white, and the faint creak of the leather beneath his grip was the only sound competing with his labored breathing.Jasmine isn’t my mother.The thought repeated itself over and over, echoing in his mind. He couldn’t believe it. She was the woman who had raised him, loved him, been there for him through every high and low. She wasn’t his real mother.Every memory of her felt tainted now, overshadowed by the truth. The fact that they had hid it from him for all of his life and probably wouldn’t have told him had the article not come out was a slap to his face.The betrayal hit him in waves, each one stronger than the last. Why hadn’t they told him? Why had they waited until the news forced their hand? He thoug
Jayden drove home in a haze, his hands gripping the steering wheel, and he imagined his being someone's neck. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. The article, the headline that Jasmine wasn’t his real mother, echoed in his mind. His mind struggled to make sense of it, but something deep inside him was beginning to put two and two together, and something began to shift. ‘You’re being unreasonable,’ he muttered to him as he shut those thoughts out of his head. The drive home felt longer than it should have been, and when he finally arrived at the mansion, the weight of it all pressed heavily on his chest. As he entered the house, a strange sense of heaviness hit him. It was more than just the eerie quiet that settled over everything; there was something palpable in the air. “Your parents are in their room, sir.” The helper who opened the door informed him. Jayden nodded, his heart pounding harder as he made his way up
Zendaya stirred awake, the first rays of sunlight peeking through the curtains. The room was warm, and the faint smell of Jayden lingered in the air, a mix of his cologne and something undeniably him. Opening her eyes, she blinked a few times before turning her head to see Jayden sleeping beside her, his face relaxed and peaceful.Her lips curled into a soft smile as she took in the sight of him. He was lying on his stomach, the sheets were around his waist, leaving his broad back and a glimpse of his toned arms on display to her.His dark hair was messy, sticking up in different directions from her fingers running through it last night.Last night. Her cheeks warmed at the memory.Last night, he’d truly proven he was a beast, just as he’d promised. The passion, the fire, the way he’d driven her to the edge over and over, it left her breathless just thinking about it and the heat rushed to her legs even though he was sore. A smile appeared on her face as she brushed her fingers o
The room was dimly lit, the only source of illumination being the faint glow from a laptop screen on a cluttered desk. .Papers and files were scattered, some bearing Jayden’s name in bold letters. The two men stood on opposite sides of the room, their faces partially hidden.The taller man paced, his hands shoved deep into his pockets as his mind raced. He finally stopped, turning to face his boss, who was seated behind the desk.“We’ve got something big,” the taller man said, his voice laced with excitement and malice. “Something that’ll change everything, boss.”The boss didn’t respond immediately. He leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes narrowing as he studied the man before him. “What is it?” he asked, his tone calm but deadly.The taller man hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and placing a file on the desk. “It’s about Jayden,” he said, tapping the file with a finger. “Something that has been hidden.”The boss arched a brow, his interest piqued. He opened the