Kiara’s POV
I woke up early in the morning since I fell asleep very early last night compared to when I usually go to bed. It was still dark outside. I opened the big window in the middle of my room to feel the cold, fresh air entering my bedroom. I went into the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth. Then I made my messy hair into something acceptable and put on some leggings with a sweater on top. I tried to dress up as comfortably as I could in the house since I couldn't do it outside anymore. I went downstairs to make myself a cup of coffee and something to eat but when I entered I saw Valentina, sleeping on the chair with a cup of scotch in her hand. I got scared and quickly walked to her. Then, I rubbed her shoulder to try to wake her up."Hey, Val. Come on, let me help you walk to your bedroom." I quietly said to not scare her while she was still sleepy.She looked around with her red eyes "What happened?" she asked."I don't know, but everything is okay."As I noticed her struggling to get up, I immediately rushed to her aid and put my head under her shoulder to help her climb up the stairs. I held her tight to ensure that she wouldn't fall or flip on the way up. As we reached the top of the stairs, I opened the door to the bedroom. The room had stunning black walls, and the bed was strategically placed in the middle of the room. Two tall windows on either side of the bed allowed natural light to flood the room. I couldn't help but notice the dressing table with a big mirror next to it, which had a beautiful golden frame. Two cupboards on both sides of the bed had candle stands and vases with fresh flowers that filled the room with a pleasant aroma. On the right wall, there was a door that led to what I assumed was the bathroom. Overall, the bedroom was beautifully decorated and looked incredible."Here you go." I whispered to not wake up Vincent who was sleeping on the left side of the bed. I carefully put Valentina in the bed next to her husband "Okay, good. Get some rest, okay?""Thank you, Ki. You are my best friend and I love you so much." she smiled wearily."Yeah well, you are my best friend too, Val." I smiled back "Now get some sleep." I stood up.I left the room, wondering why was she in this situation. I was worried about what could have happened to see her like that.I went back into the kitchen and turned on the coffee machine. Then, I got the cup of Valentina's drink and put it into the sink. I removed the tissues on the table that she probably used while she was crying and another cup that was halfway filled with water. Then I made my coffee and grabbed an avocado and some bread that I put in the toaster to make myself an avocado toast. I put it on a plate and began eating it on the table.As I was enjoying my breakfast, I heard footsteps, coming from the stairs. I immediately knew it was Tom because he was the only one, who could have woken up that early. He entered the kitchen but I didn't stop eating or pay any attention to him."Good morning, Little Bird. What are you doing here so early, it's still almost dark outside?" he asked.When I turned to look at him, I couldn't help myself but stare at his shirtless body. He was with grey sweatpants on the bottom and no shirt on top. His abs and hands were talking to me, I swear! At that moment he was hot, I couldn't lie. I bit my lip to hide my smile and tried to behave myself."Well, last night I went to bed very early and I got enough time to sleep. Why are you awake?" I asked."Got enough sleep, too." he said and opened the fridge. Then, he got a bottle of orange juice and sipped it into a cup. "Would you mind making me a coffee?" he asked."Yes, I would mind. I'm eating right now. God gave you those legs and hands to use them." I said.He smiled annoyed and turned the coffee machine on. He waited a couple of seconds and got a cup. Then, his coffee was ready."Good job! Now do you want one of my toasts? I'm full already." I asked. It would have been rude if I didn't."No, I usually skip breakfast." he looked at the window "Would like to go outside for a walk with me? I usually run in the morning but I can walk this time," he implied."Sure, I don't have anything to do anyway." I said."Okay, let me just go to my room and put a shirt on." he smiled and left.After a minute or two he came back. I grabbed my coffee and we went outside into the gigantic garden that the house had behind it."You know." I looked at him "When I walked into the kitchen earlier, I saw Valentina sleeping on the chair." I said. I didn't know if he was the right person to tell and that is why I didn't tell him more details but I had some hope he knew about what had happened."Oh! I talked last night with her, she was crying, I think you should talk to her because I didn't know what to do." Tom replied."Did she tell you what happened?" I asked."Yes, she told me that she can't get pregnant." Tom looked at me.I stopped walking "She what?" I questioned shocked."Yes, and the doctors said that she has a minimum chance of getting a baby." he continued."I didn't know it was that serious. She never told anything about that.""Neither did Vincent to me. She told me yesterday.""No, there must be a way." I couldn't accept it."The problem is that she feels very guilty and Vincent doesn't understand her which makes Valentina even more upset. That was the main reason she was crying yesterday."I didn't say anything back. We just continued walking in silence."You know" I spoke "My mother had a hard time getting pregnant with me too." he looked at me "And this topic is sensitive for me in one way or another, but I can't say that I understand her pain but I sure will be next to her the whole time. I'm sure that things will work out in the end. Mymother has always told me that if you really want something and believe in it, it will happen." I said and sadly smiled. I felt a tear dropping down my face and rushed to wipe it off.I suddenly heard a notification sound on my phone. Curious, I picked it up and looked at the screen, only to see a message that immediately made my heart sink and my palms start to sweat. It was as if I had been transported back to a time in my life that I thought I had left behind. The memories flooded in and I couldn't shake the feeling that my life had fallen apart all over again. It was a message from my ex.Hi, baby. Miss me? I heard that you have a new job - being Tom Barton's whore. Just be careful, because if you tell anyone about that night, I'll turn your life into a nightmare, and you'll be forced to go through everything once again. Keep one eye open while you sleep ;)FinnNo! No! No!Tom’s POV Kiara stared at her phone screen for a brief moment, and without warning, her hands began to tremble uncontrollably. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she struggled to maintain her composure. The sight or message on her phone had clearly struck a deep and emotional chord within her, leaving her visibly shaken and distressed.“Little bird, are you alright?" I asked her. She didn't respond. Kiara was completely engrossed in her phone, completely oblivious to her surroundings. It was as though nothing else existed in the world except for the device in her hand. As I looked into Kiara, her eyes met mine, she was still completely silent. Her gaze was fixed on me as if she was silently pleading for help or perhaps just a deeper understanding. It was an intense moment, and the silence between us was almost palpable. Despite the lack of words, I could sense that something was troubling her deeply, and I wanted to do anything I could to offer comfort or support. I looked at her "
Kiara’s POV As the days passed, I found myself trapped inside this house for a month. I felt suffocated and restless, craving to leave this place. However, there was no way out, and I was stuck here. The situation had become unbearable, and I couldn't continue living without anything to do. Moreover, I had some important belongings from my apartment that I needed to retrieve.I grabbed my jacket and put the new phone that Tom had bought for me inside since I had broken my old one in front of him. I was very proud of what I did, I loved doing the opposite of what he told me to do. I reached for the key from my old apartment that I had hidden away. I put my hair in a low messy bun to not bother me. When I was finally ready I went downstairs. I didn't want anyone who was in this building to know where I lived, so I had to find a way to leave without drawing attention to myself. I had to make one of the bodyguards give me the keys to one of the cars. I went outside and saw a tall, muscu
Tom’s POV I parked my Audi in front of her apartment - I knew everything about her, it was obvious where she was since there was nowhere she could have gone. I walked in and went up the stairs. I was furious, she did it again! Even after I warned her and told her not to repeat her mistake she fucking did. This girl was seriously getting on my nerves, I wasn't sure how long I was going to be that patient with her. She was the only person that was not doing what I said which was the thing that was mostly making me angry. She was my prey, she had to listen to what I said.When I walked to the door of her apartment, I didn't even think of knocking, I broke in with all of my strengths which caused the door to break. I saw Kiara standing in front of me with a bag on her shoulder, looking at me. She was scared, as she should. I went to her and grabbed her arm, I pushed her into the wall. "What the fuck did you think you are doing?" I yelled "What have I told you about this? Wasn't I clear
Kiara's POVAfter taking a much-needed break of an hour and a half, I began the arduous task of cleaning my room. It had been neglected for two weeks, and the state of my room reflected that – clothes strewn across the floor, makeup cluttering my desk, and books and my laptop haphazardly placed on my messy bed. I first started by meticulously folding the clothes and placing them back into the dresser, attempting to bring a semblance of order to the chaotic space. As I moved to the dressing room, the disarray was even more pronounced. I embarked on the mission of organizing the jumble of items, carefully arranging my clothes in the drawers and retrieving the miscellaneous items from the island and the floor. After triumphing in the dressing room, I focused on restoring order to my perfume and glasses collection, each item finding its rightful place. Moving on, I tackled the bed, removing the sheets and setting them aside by the exit door as a visual cue to address later. I replaced the
Tom's POV "I implore you, sir! She approached me and mentioned that you had granted her permission to depart." the bodyguard, who was on the verge of being fired, pleaded desperately. As I listened to him, I reflexively nodded and pasted on a smile, feeling increasingly irritated by the nonsensical things spewing from his mouth. "Fred, let me clear up some things for you since you can not use your brain. Kiara came to you and said that I gave her permission..."I released a small laugh, seemingly mocking him "Come on, buddy, you've worked for me for 10 years. Do you really think I wouldn't have told you if I had given her approval to leave the mansion?" I asked. Fred gazed down at my feet, his silence speaking volumes. It was clear that he understood I was speaking the truth. This man had been a loyal and dedicated member of my team for years, one of my most trusted employees. However, circumstances had shifted, and my trust was gone. "It was great to have you on my securit
Kiara's POV After Tom's warning, I didn't feel particularly phased. I wasn't feeling up for an argument, so I opted to stay silent. I was aware that he was convinced I wouldn't heed his advice. It wasn't my intention to provoke his anger; I was acting based on my own frustration at the time.At the moment I was getting ready to settle in for the night, the sound of my phone ringing interrupted the quiet. When I glanced at the screen, I noticed that it was Lana calling. I finally answered the phone because we hadn't spoken in weeks and I felt like it was important to catch up."Hey, Lana. What's up?" I spoke. "Hi, Kiki!" Ever since we were children, she has affectionately referred to me by that nickname. It has always been her preferred way of addressing me. "I just wanted to check in with you to make sure everything is all right. It feels like it's been ages since I last heard from you.""Oh!" I was hesitant to share any details with her because I was afraid it would only lead to he
Kiara's POVWhen I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was reach for my phone, and my thoughts were already on the day ahead. Without wasting a moment, I texted Lana, asking her when were and where we planning to meet, eager to finalize my plans.Within minutes, Lana replied, suggesting we meet at 3 p.m. in front of my apartment- well, my old apartment, to be exact. She said that she had some plans for the evening, so she wanted to see me earlier. Once we were together, she said, we could figure out where to go from there. It felt strange, knowing I'd be waiting in front of a place that used to be mine until Tom came into my life, but I pushed the thought aside and focused on our upcoming plans.I made my way to Tom's office, ready to update him on the schedule. As I reached his door I paused for a moment before knocking. After a few seconds, the door swung open, revealing Tom standing there, dressed casually yet still polished enough for a work setting. His eyes met mine, and
Kiara's POVPhone rings''Yes?'' I said, putting on my red lipstick.''Hey, Ki. I've almost finished work, are you ready?"''Yes, I-'' Fuck, she doesn't know about this. ''I have to... I spilled coffee on my shirt, I have to pick a new one, I'll call you later.'' I couldn't tell her I no longer lived in this apartment on the phone. I hung up and grabbed my Birkin.As I made my way downstairs, I caught sight of Tom standing there, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart race. His eyes sparkled with admiration, and I could sense a flicker of desire simmering beneath the surface. A warm rush of satisfaction washed over me; I had anticipated this reaction all along, which was precisely why I had chosen to dress in such an alluring way. The fabric hugged my curves, and with each step, I could feel the weight of his attention, a silent affirmation of my effect on him. I loved that.As I approached him, his look started to change into a more serious face. "You are not going
Tom's POVAs soon as the clock struck two hours after I dropped Kiara off at her old apartment, a rush of urgency surged through me. I climbed into my car, the engine roaring to life, and pressed the accelerator, desperate to reach her. The thought of her wandering out there without me consumed my mind, igniting a wild mix of anger and anxiety within me. Although I had dispatched my bodyguards to keep an eye on her, I couldn’t shake the feeling of mistrust. I had learned the hard way that relying on others often led to disappointment. Life felt like an endless nightmare, indifferent to our struggles, relentlessly pushing and tearing us down. Yet amidst this chaos, I understood one crucial truth: I held the reins of my own destiny. It was within my power to tip the scales for better or worse. In the grand tapestry of existence, we’re faced with choices at every turn, and how we navigate those choices is entirely up to us. The weight of that realization settled on me - I was my saviour
Kiara's POVPhone rings''Yes?'' I said, putting on my red lipstick.''Hey, Ki. I've almost finished work, are you ready?"''Yes, I-'' Fuck, she doesn't know about this. ''I have to... I spilled coffee on my shirt, I have to pick a new one, I'll call you later.'' I couldn't tell her I no longer lived in this apartment on the phone. I hung up and grabbed my Birkin.As I made my way downstairs, I caught sight of Tom standing there, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart race. His eyes sparkled with admiration, and I could sense a flicker of desire simmering beneath the surface. A warm rush of satisfaction washed over me; I had anticipated this reaction all along, which was precisely why I had chosen to dress in such an alluring way. The fabric hugged my curves, and with each step, I could feel the weight of his attention, a silent affirmation of my effect on him. I loved that.As I approached him, his look started to change into a more serious face. "You are not going
Kiara's POVWhen I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was reach for my phone, and my thoughts were already on the day ahead. Without wasting a moment, I texted Lana, asking her when were and where we planning to meet, eager to finalize my plans.Within minutes, Lana replied, suggesting we meet at 3 p.m. in front of my apartment- well, my old apartment, to be exact. She said that she had some plans for the evening, so she wanted to see me earlier. Once we were together, she said, we could figure out where to go from there. It felt strange, knowing I'd be waiting in front of a place that used to be mine until Tom came into my life, but I pushed the thought aside and focused on our upcoming plans.I made my way to Tom's office, ready to update him on the schedule. As I reached his door I paused for a moment before knocking. After a few seconds, the door swung open, revealing Tom standing there, dressed casually yet still polished enough for a work setting. His eyes met mine, and
Kiara's POV After Tom's warning, I didn't feel particularly phased. I wasn't feeling up for an argument, so I opted to stay silent. I was aware that he was convinced I wouldn't heed his advice. It wasn't my intention to provoke his anger; I was acting based on my own frustration at the time.At the moment I was getting ready to settle in for the night, the sound of my phone ringing interrupted the quiet. When I glanced at the screen, I noticed that it was Lana calling. I finally answered the phone because we hadn't spoken in weeks and I felt like it was important to catch up."Hey, Lana. What's up?" I spoke. "Hi, Kiki!" Ever since we were children, she has affectionately referred to me by that nickname. It has always been her preferred way of addressing me. "I just wanted to check in with you to make sure everything is all right. It feels like it's been ages since I last heard from you.""Oh!" I was hesitant to share any details with her because I was afraid it would only lead to he
Tom's POV "I implore you, sir! She approached me and mentioned that you had granted her permission to depart." the bodyguard, who was on the verge of being fired, pleaded desperately. As I listened to him, I reflexively nodded and pasted on a smile, feeling increasingly irritated by the nonsensical things spewing from his mouth. "Fred, let me clear up some things for you since you can not use your brain. Kiara came to you and said that I gave her permission..."I released a small laugh, seemingly mocking him "Come on, buddy, you've worked for me for 10 years. Do you really think I wouldn't have told you if I had given her approval to leave the mansion?" I asked. Fred gazed down at my feet, his silence speaking volumes. It was clear that he understood I was speaking the truth. This man had been a loyal and dedicated member of my team for years, one of my most trusted employees. However, circumstances had shifted, and my trust was gone. "It was great to have you on my securit
Kiara's POVAfter taking a much-needed break of an hour and a half, I began the arduous task of cleaning my room. It had been neglected for two weeks, and the state of my room reflected that – clothes strewn across the floor, makeup cluttering my desk, and books and my laptop haphazardly placed on my messy bed. I first started by meticulously folding the clothes and placing them back into the dresser, attempting to bring a semblance of order to the chaotic space. As I moved to the dressing room, the disarray was even more pronounced. I embarked on the mission of organizing the jumble of items, carefully arranging my clothes in the drawers and retrieving the miscellaneous items from the island and the floor. After triumphing in the dressing room, I focused on restoring order to my perfume and glasses collection, each item finding its rightful place. Moving on, I tackled the bed, removing the sheets and setting them aside by the exit door as a visual cue to address later. I replaced the
Tom’s POV I parked my Audi in front of her apartment - I knew everything about her, it was obvious where she was since there was nowhere she could have gone. I walked in and went up the stairs. I was furious, she did it again! Even after I warned her and told her not to repeat her mistake she fucking did. This girl was seriously getting on my nerves, I wasn't sure how long I was going to be that patient with her. She was the only person that was not doing what I said which was the thing that was mostly making me angry. She was my prey, she had to listen to what I said.When I walked to the door of her apartment, I didn't even think of knocking, I broke in with all of my strengths which caused the door to break. I saw Kiara standing in front of me with a bag on her shoulder, looking at me. She was scared, as she should. I went to her and grabbed her arm, I pushed her into the wall. "What the fuck did you think you are doing?" I yelled "What have I told you about this? Wasn't I clear
Kiara’s POV As the days passed, I found myself trapped inside this house for a month. I felt suffocated and restless, craving to leave this place. However, there was no way out, and I was stuck here. The situation had become unbearable, and I couldn't continue living without anything to do. Moreover, I had some important belongings from my apartment that I needed to retrieve.I grabbed my jacket and put the new phone that Tom had bought for me inside since I had broken my old one in front of him. I was very proud of what I did, I loved doing the opposite of what he told me to do. I reached for the key from my old apartment that I had hidden away. I put my hair in a low messy bun to not bother me. When I was finally ready I went downstairs. I didn't want anyone who was in this building to know where I lived, so I had to find a way to leave without drawing attention to myself. I had to make one of the bodyguards give me the keys to one of the cars. I went outside and saw a tall, muscu
Tom’s POV Kiara stared at her phone screen for a brief moment, and without warning, her hands began to tremble uncontrollably. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she struggled to maintain her composure. The sight or message on her phone had clearly struck a deep and emotional chord within her, leaving her visibly shaken and distressed.“Little bird, are you alright?" I asked her. She didn't respond. Kiara was completely engrossed in her phone, completely oblivious to her surroundings. It was as though nothing else existed in the world except for the device in her hand. As I looked into Kiara, her eyes met mine, she was still completely silent. Her gaze was fixed on me as if she was silently pleading for help or perhaps just a deeper understanding. It was an intense moment, and the silence between us was almost palpable. Despite the lack of words, I could sense that something was troubling her deeply, and I wanted to do anything I could to offer comfort or support. I looked at her "