Nik's POVIt's like everything between me and Blakely changed over a few hours of fun. The way she played with the children and danced with them makes me glance her way from time to time. It wasn't my intention to see her here. It just happened that I’m funding this orphanage for a long time and it was merely a coincidence.I have seen Blakely's childish side while watching her play with the kids. And while at it, I couldn't help but feel that she was deprived of the things she should enjoy as a kid. I heard from father that my mother deprived her of learning how to swim, and yet I thought she was too primitive to even learn adventurous things that involve water. Thinking about it makes me angry.While puffing a cigarette, I saw her sitting near the gate. She was so lost in thoughts but she immediately found me in the dark. Maybe because of my cigarette smell.I didn't look at her although I could feel her eyes on me. She must be thinking of what happened while we're playing. It was u
Nik’s POVIt’s either my mother heard about my accident last night, or she heard about the accident today. She must be formulating spiteful words to throw at me later by now, brainstorming on the things she would use to make me feel bad and make her the poor mother who just wants the best for her kids. She’s always like that. Using her authority as a mother to make me look and feel bad. Sadly for her, I have become a devil who would not bow down to anyone.I was driving the car I borrowed from Sebastian at full speed. I don't have time to waste. Every passing second that Grayson is in the prison is critical. I can't let him stay overnight there or our enemies would pin him more. It's either I could get my family's help regarding this or I should find another way to free my friend.When I got to the mansion, mama was waiting for me in the living area. She was sitting there comfortably while drinking juice, looking majestically elegant in her red dress. Her hair was fixed just like the
Blakely's POV“You can't do anything but understand her, Blakely. Parents aren't perfect. They try to be because they want the best for their children. But sometimes, their way is not in our favor.”I sighed while sitting in front of Stan. We're eating here in a fancy restaurant that he chose for us and we're currently talking about my situation with mama. He was concerned and I understood him.“I want to understand, Stan. But sometimes I can't. I just don't get how she thinks. And this is the first time she drove me away from home.”He held my hand as he looked at me affectionately. “We can't always understand them, love. The best thing to do is to lower down your pride and talk to her first. You're not at fault, but as a daughter, you can't do anything but apologize.”Stan was right. I can't keep this up. There's no other way to resolve this than to apologize since I’m only making this hard for myself. I've been following Mama's word all these years, and she raised me. The least thi
Serra’s POVMy career has bloomed and my life is already perfect as I want it to be. Now the only thing I lack is a man who I'll spend my whole life with and I have already settled my eyes and mind to someone I’ve known since childhood. Nik is the perfect man for me. He’s kinda a rebel. But he’s hot, handsome, and a man of principles. I know that he’s the perfect man for me and I have already got his mother’s approval even years ago. Reason why I left to chase my dreams confidently is because I know that Aunt Nichole won’t let another woman get near him.“My parents want me to settle down this year. They’ve been asking for a grandchild,” I said and chuckled while standing in front of Nik. We’re in the garden and I could sense that he’s a little bit distracted. Probably thinking of his friend. I heard about it. I’m also worried but I can’t do anything.“You should settle down, then.” His voice sounded so hot and sexy. I understand why women flock around him. He’s a very good catch. Gir
Blakely’s POVI spent the day in Grace's apartment. She was just at home, writing with her laptop and I just watched a movie. My suspension was extended for a few days, and I don't know how it happened. I just got a call from my supervisor and told me to rest for a few more days. It makes me angry because they didn't even give me a chance to explain my view on what happened. However, I could do anything. I felt like Mama was involved in this. Speaking of, she called before dinner telling me to go home and stay in the mansion again. Now that we're good, she started interfering with my life again but for me, it's better than having her angry at me. I could put up with her controlling and strict system rather than sleeping at night thinking about her angry face.“Did you sleep well at your friend's house?” Papa asked while we're having dinner.The silence was deafening and I’m glad that Papa opened a topic. I was actually almost close to choking on my own food because I couldn't chew pro
Blakely's POVSerra’s sharp eyes remained on me for a few while. I don’t understand why she’s glaring at me like that. I tried to look at Mama to know if she’s aware of what Serra was doing but I realized she’s not looking at us. She was texting someone on her phone.“Blakely!” Serra flashed a sweet smile and kissed my cheek. I was dumbfounded. Why did she do that? She just glared at me earlier. And I don't remember being this close to her even before. We greet each other but that's all. We never even stay in the same place long.“How are you, Blakely? We didn’t get to talk much since I was busy with Nik. You know, I miss him so much since it’s been so long since we spent time with each other. But today, it’s girls’ day. No Nik for today, okay?”I stared at her, confused by her attitude. What the hell is she doing right now? She just glared at me earlier. Does it even make sense?She snaked her arm on mine and turned to Mama. “Let's go shopping first, Aunt Nichole. After that, let's g
Blakely’s POVI couldn’t look into Alicia’s eyes now. I feel so embarrassed to borrow money from her and with that amount, I know it would seem like I was the one extorting money from her.She sighed. “It’s okay. That would be no problem. I can lend you 1.5 million dollars.”My lips parted in shock as I looked at her face. “What? That’s too much, Ali. I have a trust fund. I will use that and—”“That’s your trust fund. Besides, I have another case. It’s a very important case and I’ll get paid more than 1.5 million dollars if I win this case.”“What case?”She sighed. “A car race murder. The family was rich and it just happened that my family knows them personally.”I stared at her. “If they’re gonna pay you that much, then it means it’s a case that’s hard to win.”She smiled proudly and caressed my hair. “I’m a badass in court, remember? Trust me, Blakely. You don’t have to worry about that 1.5 million dollars. For now, let’s go out and relax. You looked really stressed out earlier.”I
Blakely's POV“You've been distracted.” Stan said while we're entering his penthouse. He was carrying the bags of groceries, and I was still lost in thoughts.I suddenly thought of Serra and the possible reason why Nik wants to abort his child with that woman in the pharmacy. Papa is running for Congress, and I remember how my foster parents always remind us not to create a scandal that can ruin Papa and the family's image. Of course, Nik wouldn't want a scandal to ruin the family especially that Papa is running for Congress and he's about to get engaged with Serra.“Blakely…” Stan held my hand and that's when he finally got my attention.My lips parted as I looked at him and roamed my eyes around in his penthouse. His forehead creased. I could see that he's bothered by the fact that I've been spacing out since earlier. I know that he already noticed it when I exited the pharmacy with a face so horrified, and I’m glad he didn't insist on asking about what happened because I wouldn't w
Blakely’s POV“It’s my birthday tomorrow, and Nik accompanied me here to relax and celebrate my birthday. I don’t wanna host a party because I want a private moment with Nik. He’s so sweet, right?” Serra keeps om blabbering things I have no interest with.I don’t know how I ended up in a cottage with them. I already texted Stan that I’m here because I don’t wanna be stuck with these people alone. Nik is still silent, and I glance at him from time to time, annoyed that he allowed Serra to bring us here.“And about the necklace that you broke, I already talked to someone to replace the diamond—”“What necklace?” That was the first time I heard Nik’s voice today. I turned to him and found him staring at Serra with a creased forehead.He’s always interested when it involves Serra. I can’t help but feel so bitter.Serra looked at him. “Oh!
Blakely’s POV“Where’s mama?” I asked the maid who opened the door for me. I was worried that she’s waiting for me. I don’t want her to know what I did today because for sure, she would blame my job again and would make it a big deal. She already hates my job, and I don’t want her to hate it anymore.“She’s already sleeping, Miss.”I was relieved and was about to go upstairs when someone entered. I was shocked to see Nik. I really thought he wouldn't go home tonight. And I admit I was jealous when I thought he’ll sleep in Serra’s house tonight.He ignored me and just went straight to the staircase. I watched him and then I remembered the wristband again. I ran to follow him but he was already closing the door when I got on the second floor.“Nik, wait!” I called even before he closed the door. He halted and looked at me.I took the wristband from my wrist and
Blakely’s POVThe tension in my heart hasn’t subsided as I felt Nik’s eyes on me. He didn’t say anything, not insisting for me to answer his question. I feel suffocated by his question. I don’t wanna answer it. How can I tell him that I just agreed to marry Stan, so I can finally forget about my feelings for her. I know. No matter how I tried to cover the truth by saying I’m marrying Stan to not disappoint my foster parents, I know in my heart, deep in my heart, that I’m desperate to forget about my ridiculous obsession for Nik to fall in love with me. It’s the reason, and I’m still denying it until now.Alicia got out of her car, and she immediately looked at Nik who’s still sitting on the hood of his car. I pressed my lips together, unable to utter a single word. It’s so awkward, and I feel like Alicia’s thinking about why I’m with Nik when we don’t get along.The night breeze touched my face and made my hair dance in its rhythm. It’s cold, but I could feel Nik’s warmth. It’s comfor
Blakely's POVI couldn't move. His face was so close and yet I couldn't find the will to move away and give space between us. My heart was beating so fast and loud as if it's going to jump out of my ribcage. My mind was a complete mess and I couldn't think of anything but the disturbing distance between us. It's not fear that's consuming me, it's the anticipation of what he'd do next while we're staring intensely into each other's eyes.‘Move away’ A part of me whispered aggressively, but my sanity and inhibitions were already drifting away. It’s like I have completely lost the ability to think straight and right. I’m going insane!The distance between us is making me so nervous and excited for some reason, and my rationality was suddenly nowhere to be found. I want to be this close to him. I want to feel his warmth. I want to touch him. God knows how much I long to be this close to him, but I know that it’s forbidden. It’s like the forbidden rules of Heaven.“I want to…” Nik trailed,
Stan’s POV“Why are you so worked up when talking about Nik Velasquez? Are you threatened with him?” Liam asked and it angered me again. Threatened? Me? What kind of conclusion was that? I will never be threatened with anyone and definitely not with Nik Velasquez. I’m just annoyed because I feel like he’s trying to take Blakely away from me. Blakely is mine. She’s my possession and I will not let anyone take her away from me. If he wants her, then he has to wait until I dump her when I’m finally done with her.“Why would I be threatened?” I threw the question back as I stared at him blankly. I know that he’s a dangerous man, but I am also a dangerous man. Why would he ask me such a question? Is he trying to provoke me?Bradley chuckled. “You’re a devil, Stan. I bet Blakely would be very heartbroken if she found out that you’ve been playing with her all these time. Imagine you talking to her CEO and manipulating him into giving Blakely a hard task only to test if she would ask for your
Nik’s POVI was constantly glancing at Blakely while she’s busy watching the footage. I can see that she’s determined to help me and I couldn’t help but glance at her from time to time. It’s strange. When I saw her earlier wiping her sweat after constantly transferring the flower pots, I felt something inside me. There was something warm and I suddenly thought about her efforts to do this. She was determined to finish the task for her goal and I couldn’t help but admire her braveness and dedication.Mr. Branson has CCTV cameras around his property and I’m certain that the accident was caught in his camera. So I came here to find evidence that Grayson is innocent. And I didn’t know I’d see Blakely here. It annoyed me because it seemed like she was being bullied at work but she’s not doing anything, and just letting them enslave her.Fck! She gets angry when I’m real-talking her but she doesn't get my point. Why did she have to let them boss her around? Does she even have her own decisi
Blakely’s POV“Ha!” I panted and wiped the sweat off of my forehead after I transferred the last flower pot on the side. I massaged my arms and caressed my sweaty neck. I tried to find a hair band to tie my hair but I forgot to bring any. I just frowned and tried to fan myself with my hands.“Blakely!” Nik called me with a strict tone.I immediately ran to him and realized he was now removing the dead plants on the flower pots. He lifted his face at me. He was squatting while I was standing in front of him.“Get a sack. We’ll remove the dead plants now.”I nodded and immediately grabbed a sack. I became comfortable working with him a while ago. He wasn’t scolding me or shouting at me. He would talk calmly and even if I know that he only wants to finish the task on time, I still couldn’t help but admire how he could withstand my presence like a professional even when I know he hates me to death.“I’ll carry it. It’s heavy.” He said after he put all the dead plants in the sack. I didn’t
Blakely’s POVI was welcomed by my colleagues when I returned to work and it’s all thanks to Stan. Although I could feel that their treatment changed, I’m still thankful that I was able to go back to work.“She used her connection to get away from the mess she created.”My eyes squeezed after I heard that while I was sitting on my chair. Yes, they started treating me like that because Stan used his connection to resolve my problem. Yes, it was unfair for them, but I was also treated unjustly when the higher-ups suspended me without a proper investigation of what happened.“Blakley, the supervisor wants to see you.”I looked at the supervisor’s secretary as I nodded. “Okay—”Sighing, I watched her after she turned her back and walked away, ignoring me. I scratched my forehead and pulled myself up. I entered the supervisor’s office. She was sitting on her chair with a formal expression on her face.“Good morning, ma’am…” I greeted causing her to look at me.The heaviness of our argument
Alicia's POV“Shit!” I slammed my fists on the steering wheel because of the traffic jam. I glanced at my wristwatch and groaned when I realized I’m getting late.I need to get to the courthouse in ten minutes or I’d be doomed. I can't disappoint and lose my client because I need the money. I promised to help Blakely and I don't break promises.I hissed, completely losing my control. The only way I could get into the courthouse without getting so late is to leave my car here and run.Annoyed, I maneuvered my car to the roadside. I’ll just call a tow company. I had no other choice.Hugging my bag, I ran in the middle of the long line of cars, horning. I ran for three minutes until I saw what's happening that caused the traffic jam. It was a motorcycle accident, but nothing is really serious.Shaking my head, I continued running. I kept on glancing at my wristwatch until I reached the courthouse eight minutes later. I’ve never been late for work and I don't intend to ruin that habit. I