Kiara's POVI froze when I heard my name. “Kiara, Please wait!” His voice echoed through the hall as his footsteps quickly approached. I stood still, my fist clenched, as pain crept through me. Slowly, I turned to face him. Every nerve in my body was writhing in pain. His eyes were filled with sorrow and disbelief. “Damon, give us a moment,” I said without looking at him. Damon hesitated, giving me a look before stepping back, just far enough to give us space but still close enough to step in if needed. Nicholas didn't wait. He closed the distance between us, towering over me. The same Nicholas who used to shout at me, who made me cry, now stood here, shuddering in front of me. I stole a glance at the few people passing by us and I said, “Yes, Mr. Chavez?” My voice was cold. Very cold. I remembered everything in a flash. The day we got married, the day we moved into his new estate, the day our lovely marriage started to fall apart. I had predicted that he had been seeing someo
Nicholas’ POV Kiara turned toward Damon, and before I could say anything, she ran into his arms. She held onto him like she needed him to breathe. My chest tightened as I watched her. My Kiara…in someone else's arms. Damon glared at me, his eyes full of anger. “Don't you dare come close to her again!” I stood there, frozen as I looked at them. My fists clenched at my sides, the sting of rejection cutting through me. My mind had screamed at me to stop her, but I couldn't move. She had chosen him, and I couldn't do anything about it. “Did he hurt you?” Damon asked her, his voice gentle, like he cared about her more than anything. Kiara shook her head. “No…I'm fine.” She didn't tell Damon exactly what happened. She didn't look at me. Not even a glance. And then they walked away together. Only Damon turned back and shot me a deadly stare. It felt like someone had ripped my heart out and left me standing there, broken. Why had I kissed her? I didn't know why, but she
Nicholas’ POVA sharp beeping sound pierced through my mind and my head throbbed as I tried to open my eyes. “Kiara…” I murmured. The name slipped out before I could stop it as my voice was way below a whisper. “It's Hollis,” A familiar voice replied softly. I coughed, eyes fully open now as I took in my surroundings. I was in a hospital.Hollis sat by my bedside, her perfectly styled blonde hair falling over her shoulders. Her light blue eyes, filled with worry, met mine. I shifted slightly, wincing at the sharp pain that shot through my ribs. “What happened?”“You were in a car accident,” She explained. “You've been unconscious for hours. The doctors said you were lucky.”I stared at the ceiling, the memory of Kiara in Damon's arms replaying painfully in my head. “Lucky?” I muttered bitterly. Hollis hesitated, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. “Nicholas, you're going to drive yourself to ruin if you keep this up. Chasing after someone who-”I turned my head to look at her, cu
Kiara's POV Back at the office, I tried to focus on the pile of work waiting for me after taking a day off. Rose, my assistant, had a stack of files on my desk, which I needed to review urgently. “Thank you, Rose,” I said, glancing at the files. “You're welcome, ma'am. How was your trip to the States?” she asked with a warm smile. “Interesting, Rose. It went well.” I replied, smiling briefly before turning to my laptop. “Okay, ma'am. I'll take my leave now,” she said, nodding slightly before walking out. Moments later, a knock sounded on the door. “Come in,” I called out. The door creaked open, and Damon stepped in, his presence filling the room. A smile played on his lips as he walked toward me, leaning down to place a quick kiss on my cheek. “Missing me already?” he teased. I blushed. “Maybe,” I said, pulling him closer to kiss him on the lips. Then he settled into the chair across from my desk. “Or maybe I'm just surprised to see you here during work hours,” I said, sm
Kiara's POV “Kiara! Help me! Please.” Nicholas screamed, his body slowly drifting into the swamp. Damon's voice followed, “Kiara! I'm the one you should help, not him!” I stood right in front of them, I had to save just one person within seconds. It was hard to choose. I panicked, looking at Nicholas's pitiful eyes as the swamp's icy grip clutched at his chest, dragging him down while Damon's desperate voice echoed like a haunting wind.The air reeked of damp earth and decay, suffocating my breath as I struggled to move. Just as I moved closer to them, I heard a loud thump, and my eyes flashed open.My forehead was sweating as my palm met my forehead. I just had a bad nightmare. I hugged my pillow, tossed the bed, and soon slept off again after ruminating on what the nightmare meant. ———As I descended the stairs, my step-mother's voice startled me but I quickly regained my composure so that she didn't notice. “Did you get the text?” She bantered coldly, folding her arms. “What t
Nicholas' POV “Were you able to trace the sender?” I asked Luca, stepping out of my car. “No, sir. At least, not yet.” He replied, following me.I knew Kiara was in danger and I needed to protect her. But she wouldn't even let me into her life anymore. I wanted to see her again, to tell her how sorry I was, and convince her to trust me just once again.“Prepare a flight to London, Luca,” I said to him before entering my office. He nodded and I shut the door behind me. Damn it! I slammed my foot against the wall, breathing hard. Then I heard a knock on my door. “Leave my door, I have no meetings today,” I spoke without knowing who was there.“It's Hollis.” A soft voice came off. Hollis? What was she doing here? She wouldn't stay out of my life, would she?I reluctantly opened the door and she came in, looking tall and gorgeous as usual. She dropped her bag on the table and folded her arms. “I'll help your company.” She spoke words that sounded unbelievable to my ears.How had she ch
Kiara's POVRose had been usually persistent about me joining her for a meeting with a potential business partner at the Dorchester Hotel. I wasn't interested at first, but she kept insisting the client needed reassurance from someone in a senior position. Reluctantly, I agreed, thinking it was just another regular business deal. I wondered why the person couldn't just come to my office instead of demanding a private meeting, but I trusted Rose. She has never lied to me. As our car cruised through the busy London streets, I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in my chest. Something about this meeting felt…strange. I adjusted my blazer and tried to focus on Rose's chatter, but my mind kept wandering back to Damon. I let out a small smile, thinking of him made me feel safe despite the mystery surrounding my job right now. He is dependable, and supportive, and made me feel safe—a stability I desperately needed after everything that happened with Nicholas. When we arrived at the Dorche
Kiara's pov I was covered in flour, focused on making Nicholas's favorite cake for his birthday, when he walked into the kitchen. I didn't hear him at first, too wrapped up in wanting everything to be perfect. It had been a while since we'd spent a real evening together. He was always going on business trips and barely even had the time for me, his wife. Even on his birthday, he promised me he wouldn't go to work, until I woke up without seeing him by my side. I fought back my tears and made up my mind to bake him a cake after I told my maid to leave the kitchen for me. I just wanted to impress my husband. “Nicholas, you're back early!” I called out, smiling, my hands busy whisking the icing. But he didn't smile back. He didn't even look at me like he usually did. He just stood there, his eyes fixed, as if he was somewhere else. That was when I noticed the folder in his hands. My heart started to beat fast as I dropped the whisker and moved closer to him. “Is everything o
Kiara's POVRose had been usually persistent about me joining her for a meeting with a potential business partner at the Dorchester Hotel. I wasn't interested at first, but she kept insisting the client needed reassurance from someone in a senior position. Reluctantly, I agreed, thinking it was just another regular business deal. I wondered why the person couldn't just come to my office instead of demanding a private meeting, but I trusted Rose. She has never lied to me. As our car cruised through the busy London streets, I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in my chest. Something about this meeting felt…strange. I adjusted my blazer and tried to focus on Rose's chatter, but my mind kept wandering back to Damon. I let out a small smile, thinking of him made me feel safe despite the mystery surrounding my job right now. He is dependable, and supportive, and made me feel safe—a stability I desperately needed after everything that happened with Nicholas. When we arrived at the Dorche
Nicholas' POV “Were you able to trace the sender?” I asked Luca, stepping out of my car. “No, sir. At least, not yet.” He replied, following me.I knew Kiara was in danger and I needed to protect her. But she wouldn't even let me into her life anymore. I wanted to see her again, to tell her how sorry I was, and convince her to trust me just once again.“Prepare a flight to London, Luca,” I said to him before entering my office. He nodded and I shut the door behind me. Damn it! I slammed my foot against the wall, breathing hard. Then I heard a knock on my door. “Leave my door, I have no meetings today,” I spoke without knowing who was there.“It's Hollis.” A soft voice came off. Hollis? What was she doing here? She wouldn't stay out of my life, would she?I reluctantly opened the door and she came in, looking tall and gorgeous as usual. She dropped her bag on the table and folded her arms. “I'll help your company.” She spoke words that sounded unbelievable to my ears.How had she ch
Kiara's POV “Kiara! Help me! Please.” Nicholas screamed, his body slowly drifting into the swamp. Damon's voice followed, “Kiara! I'm the one you should help, not him!” I stood right in front of them, I had to save just one person within seconds. It was hard to choose. I panicked, looking at Nicholas's pitiful eyes as the swamp's icy grip clutched at his chest, dragging him down while Damon's desperate voice echoed like a haunting wind.The air reeked of damp earth and decay, suffocating my breath as I struggled to move. Just as I moved closer to them, I heard a loud thump, and my eyes flashed open.My forehead was sweating as my palm met my forehead. I just had a bad nightmare. I hugged my pillow, tossed the bed, and soon slept off again after ruminating on what the nightmare meant. ———As I descended the stairs, my step-mother's voice startled me but I quickly regained my composure so that she didn't notice. “Did you get the text?” She bantered coldly, folding her arms. “What t
Kiara's POV Back at the office, I tried to focus on the pile of work waiting for me after taking a day off. Rose, my assistant, had a stack of files on my desk, which I needed to review urgently. “Thank you, Rose,” I said, glancing at the files. “You're welcome, ma'am. How was your trip to the States?” she asked with a warm smile. “Interesting, Rose. It went well.” I replied, smiling briefly before turning to my laptop. “Okay, ma'am. I'll take my leave now,” she said, nodding slightly before walking out. Moments later, a knock sounded on the door. “Come in,” I called out. The door creaked open, and Damon stepped in, his presence filling the room. A smile played on his lips as he walked toward me, leaning down to place a quick kiss on my cheek. “Missing me already?” he teased. I blushed. “Maybe,” I said, pulling him closer to kiss him on the lips. Then he settled into the chair across from my desk. “Or maybe I'm just surprised to see you here during work hours,” I said, sm
Nicholas’ POVA sharp beeping sound pierced through my mind and my head throbbed as I tried to open my eyes. “Kiara…” I murmured. The name slipped out before I could stop it as my voice was way below a whisper. “It's Hollis,” A familiar voice replied softly. I coughed, eyes fully open now as I took in my surroundings. I was in a hospital.Hollis sat by my bedside, her perfectly styled blonde hair falling over her shoulders. Her light blue eyes, filled with worry, met mine. I shifted slightly, wincing at the sharp pain that shot through my ribs. “What happened?”“You were in a car accident,” She explained. “You've been unconscious for hours. The doctors said you were lucky.”I stared at the ceiling, the memory of Kiara in Damon's arms replaying painfully in my head. “Lucky?” I muttered bitterly. Hollis hesitated, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. “Nicholas, you're going to drive yourself to ruin if you keep this up. Chasing after someone who-”I turned my head to look at her, cu
Nicholas’ POV Kiara turned toward Damon, and before I could say anything, she ran into his arms. She held onto him like she needed him to breathe. My chest tightened as I watched her. My Kiara…in someone else's arms. Damon glared at me, his eyes full of anger. “Don't you dare come close to her again!” I stood there, frozen as I looked at them. My fists clenched at my sides, the sting of rejection cutting through me. My mind had screamed at me to stop her, but I couldn't move. She had chosen him, and I couldn't do anything about it. “Did he hurt you?” Damon asked her, his voice gentle, like he cared about her more than anything. Kiara shook her head. “No…I'm fine.” She didn't tell Damon exactly what happened. She didn't look at me. Not even a glance. And then they walked away together. Only Damon turned back and shot me a deadly stare. It felt like someone had ripped my heart out and left me standing there, broken. Why had I kissed her? I didn't know why, but she
Kiara's POVI froze when I heard my name. “Kiara, Please wait!” His voice echoed through the hall as his footsteps quickly approached. I stood still, my fist clenched, as pain crept through me. Slowly, I turned to face him. Every nerve in my body was writhing in pain. His eyes were filled with sorrow and disbelief. “Damon, give us a moment,” I said without looking at him. Damon hesitated, giving me a look before stepping back, just far enough to give us space but still close enough to step in if needed. Nicholas didn't wait. He closed the distance between us, towering over me. The same Nicholas who used to shout at me, who made me cry, now stood here, shuddering in front of me. I stole a glance at the few people passing by us and I said, “Yes, Mr. Chavez?” My voice was cold. Very cold. I remembered everything in a flash. The day we got married, the day we moved into his new estate, the day our lovely marriage started to fall apart. I had predicted that he had been seeing someo
Kiara’s POV The sound of the plane's engines faded into a low hum as we touched down in Florida. My heart tightened with every passing second. It had been three years since I last set foot here, three years since I walked away from a crumbling marriage and a version of myself I barely recognized. Today, I was Kiara Abernathy, CEO of a successful global finance company based in London. I was no longer the timid woman Nicholas married. I came back better, stronger, and with a man that knew my worth. Beside me, Damon reached for my hand, his touch grounding me as I tried to calm the storm raging in my chest. His thumb brushed over my knuckles, and I stole a glance at him. “It'll be fine.” He murmured, his voice as calm as the warmth in his eyes. I nodded, catching a breath. As we exited the plane, the sun kissed my skin, everything felt new and different. I adjusted my tailored white blazer and smoothed the matching trousers that hugged my figure. My heels clicked
Kiara's Pov Damon's lips were demanding, devouring me in ways I didn't understand. Just then my phone rang, interrupting the moment. I didn't want to stop, that kiss was so controlling that I almost forgot whose air I was breathing.I hadn't kissed anyone since Nicholas, and I never imagined the sparks igniting again without him.I jerked back, my face flushing as I strode to grab my phone from my bag. Damon exhaled heavily, his jaw tightening. The look in his eyes grew dark as he pressed on his lips. “Sorry,” I mumbled, glancing at the screen. It was my assistant, Rose. “It's fine,” Damon murmured, stepping back, but his gaze lingered on me as he rubbed his hair. I answered the call, managing to balance my breath. “Yes, Rose?”“Ma'am, your stepmother is here at the company,” Rose's voice came out with tension. “She's causing a scene and demanding access to the family account. We can't handle her.”My stepmother was at it again. I closed my eyes briefly and said through gritted