THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Just a few inches and he'll lose his Triantáfyllo.No, he can't let that happen. He moved fast and quick. Only a little more difference was left between Scarlett and the chandelier.He needs to be fast. The moment he took another step, a loud thud was heard and then the breaking of glass followed. His heart stopped beating for a moment. All he could think was his Triantáfyllo, his rose might be there, under the broken chandelier. He quickly ran towards her but tripped and fell, the glass pieces pierced into his arm and legs.But he didn't stop. He didn't stop until he reached his wife. He sighed a breath of relief when he saw only the Chandelier was there, broken chandelier.His wife wasn't there. His gaze moved in search of her and stopped when he saw her being engulfed in the arms of someone else. That person must have saved my wife. He thought and walked towards them
THIRD PERSON'S POV The hard metal of the chair he was sitting on scraped his thighs. Letting out a deep sigh,he closed his eyes shut again.He looked tired and exhausted but his eyes were hopeful. Those hopeful deep eyes of his also held a distinct emotion he only felt once in life till now. Scared Xander was scared, terrified of what might come out the mouth of the Doctor who has been working for him for years.He has never gotten any news in hospital that would make his smile or make his heart relieved or make him thank anyone. That's the reason he never trusted these big buildings known to save people's lives but at the end, he also knew, on this earth, besides the so called god he doesn't believe in, doctors are the one who might be able to save lives of fragile humans. It was in buman nature, to try.Try everything they can , go to anyone they think can help them in miserable time of their lives. And so was the case for Xander too.The billionaire couldn't help but resort
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Mike's words swept the floor beneath Xander's feet. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His Triantáfyllo would never do such a thing. She's strong and always find solutions to her problems, there's no reason she would try to kill herself.Xander refused to believe it. "You're wrong, doctor. My wife would never do that." He coldly answered Mike. Somehow, this answer provided relief to the doctor. He hated to think that she would ever try to kill herself because of Xander, when he knows how much Xander loves her. There was only one other option left now. The possibility of which he never wanted to consider. It was perilous, threatening and too dangerous. But that was the only way left.The doctor sighed turning his gaze around the hallway before looking back at the stressed out Xander. "If she didn't try to take her life, there's only one other possibility then...." X
THIRD PERSON'S POV_______________________________________________________________________________________The plush leather seat was pressed under the heavy weight of doctor's rear. Xander took the place next to him, his strong hands on steering wheel.The soft breeze outside was the only sound that could be heard from the half open window on the doctor's side.The silence that prevailed in the car was proof how much tensed the atmosphere was. It's like you know a big block of stone is going to fall over you but you can't do anything about it, you can't move to get away nor can you stop it.You can just wait but the wait seems endless as you can see the block of stone coming but don't really know when it will fall on you.Mike had no idea how to tell the person sitting right next to him of his wife's condition. His heart clenched at the thought. His eyes swayed to the young billionaire every two minutes.His broad shoulders tensed, teeth grinding ever so tightly again each other as h
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Looking at him, Mike got terrified too. He has worked with many men with aggressive nature and temper problems but that's the problem with Xander. Men in Mafia used to get mad, raging with fire and thoughts of killing swirling around in their minds. One could easily tell from their mad countenance, the fury and wrath they possess and could as well possibly unleash anytime. But Xander, he was always known to be cold and crisp, he doesn't get hot in rage and anger. Instead, he gets cold. So freezing cold!Biting cold! He turned imperturbable and calmly rigid. One would never know what's going on his mind, if he wants to kill or torture or destroy. His eyes never gave away a single emotion of his to anyone ever. Though those same eyes could easily read others' emotions very well and know the working of their minds. "Xander, please try to calm down. We'll do everything we can t
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ SAME DAY A FEW HOURS BEFORE Elray was getting ready to go meet his precious sister. Honestly, he hasn't been this happy in so long. It almost feels surreal. Looking into the mirror, he smiles at the man in navy blue three piece suit. He looked good! Yes!He mentally patted himself on his back.Only if his wife could notice that.... But that's not something he's going to stress over today.Today, he has decided to be happy so he's going to be happy. And that's the only thing that matters. Quickly walking out of his room and stepping down the glass stairs, his gaze went to big mahogany doors towards the left side, leading to the party hall. Subconsciously, without realising it, his feet took him towards the hall and slowly, he opened the big, wide doors. On entering inside, the first thing he gaze went to, was the high top ceiling, where the chandelier from yesterday had
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Dark shades were painting the blue sky by each passing minute covering the cities and towns with it's soft starry blanket. The wind blew silently outside.The leaves of the trees swayed slightly with the cold wind. Doctor Mike had left a few moments ago leaving Xander a mess of conflicted emotions. The Mansion was awfully quite at this time. No sound of anything or anyone could be heard except the old ticking of the grandfather clock. The dark furniture fitting the insides of it made it all more terrifying with the darkness surrounding the woods around the huge mansion.No light was lit up, moonlight enveloped the walls and rooms in its soft embrace. Still sitting on the black couch, his gaze wandered upstairs to the left of the corridor leading to his Triantáfyllo's room. He has specially gotten that room ready for her knowing she won't be comfortable with him but he did h
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ On the other hand, Lucas was still in the hospital. The small hand was somewhere between nine and ten and the bigger hand was a little past seven indicating it was around twenty five minutes approximately before clock struck ten at night. Eyes fixed on the clock hanging on the wall in front of him, he dragged a hand hand down his face to rub away his tiredness. Mike had returned to hospital about an hour ago but hadn't said anything to Lucas about anything. Nor there was any trace of Xander Knight. He couldn't help but wonder where was Xander or why he wasn't here at the hospital yet? As far as he knew, that jerk claimed to love Scarlett so where was he now? Lucas had wanted to get up and ask doctor what he and Xander did talk about but the very next minute, he saw Ryan Kingsley and his wife with a little kid, entering the corridor and heading for Scarlett's room. Knowing
It was the middle of the night—too late, too dark—and she was behind the wheel of her car, the road stretching out before her like a never-ending ribbon. The hum of the engine was a steady presence, the rhythmic sound of tires against asphalt almost soothing. But something felt off, a sense of unease hanging in the air, heavy and pressing. She couldn’t place it, but the world around her seemed to blur at the edges, as though the clarity of reality was slipping away.Then, in the blink of an eye, it happened. A flash of headlights in her rearview mirror. The screeching of tires. A jolt—one sharp, gut-wrenching moment when everything spun out of control. The world tilted as her car veered off course, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath shallow. She could hear the crash, the shattering glass, the deafening thud of metal crumpling against metal.The sound of her own gasping breath echoed in her ears as she reached for the seatbelt, the world still spinning, the pressure on her che
Scarlett frowned. It was an acutely familiar voice but she couldn't just pin point who it was."GO TO HELL! DIE!"It was on the second shout that Scarlett recognised who it was. It was Karla shouting and just when Scarlett was about to turn around to look back, Xander abruptly turned her towards his side, still hugging her when she abruptly looked up at him and saw his face contort into one of pain."Xander!" Her heart lurched inside her chest as she moved her head to the side and saw Karla with a huge knife in her hand, the sharp end buried in Xander's back. A gasp left her mouth as her eyes reared up.Supporting Xander, she quickly walked and gripped Karla's wrist, "Let. Go."There was so much anger in her voice, a kind of hatred erupted in her heart that made her want to kill this woman right at the moment. She hurt her Xander.Even Karla was shocked for a moment at the intense emotion in Scarlett's eyes. She staggered back a step and in that moment, Cole and others had alrea
"You should definitely buy this one. I think it looks the best on you." Maria smiled at her before gesturing to the sale's assistant to pack it up for her.Scarlett smiled hesitatingly. She didn't know how to act around Maria right now. But she still, nonetheless, nodded at her words."I'll.... go look there." Scarlett pointed towards the left aisle where a lot of winter jackets were displayed.Maria nodded with a doting smile. "Sure. I'll look for some bags too."Scarlett nodded with a robotic smile and went away.As soon as she turned around, her smile faded. Maria called her today morning to go shopping with her. Plus, as November had already started, she suggested to somewhat decorate the house for the winters. It was a reasonable suggestion but Scarlett still hesitated. It was only when Maria said that Xander would like it and that she had already told Xander about it that any hesitation about going out in Scarlett's mind went away.But something still felt off.***It was an h
It was the next day and Scarlett was back home in her room, collecting her books and suddenly, footsteps could be heard behind her.She turned her head to look behind and was startled to see Xander standing so close to her.She jumped up on his surprise as she saw his figure being much closer to hers right now.When did he come so close to me this fast? She patted her chest in a manner to calm her beating heart down. "What-Why are you so close?"Xander tilted his head. "Should I not be?""Huh?" She looked at his face dumbly at his question. "No, you should be." As if realising what she just blurted out, "No, wait-I meant you should not be...I mean-"Xander bit his tongue inside so as not to laugh out at her cute appearance. "Haa" he swept his hand through this hair and let out a short breath."You..." Scarlett covered her face. "Why am I always saying stupid things in front of you?" She mumbled through her hands covering her face and decided to not look at him for a moment. He
Xander was silent for a moment.Explain.He fell silent on the other end. He knew he should not have disappeared but after that night, he just couldn't face her.He lied to her, the past still materrs because...she almost died because of him.There, he said it. He had been feeling so guilty which is why he had left that dark world after her accident and maybe gpd gave him another chance as she lost her memory of that period so he decided to never let her know of that and also not get close to her again but he failed to do that. When he met her gain, all he wanted was to be with her."Xander?" After not hearing a response for a long time, Scarlett called out once again."Yeah?""What yeah?!"A small, almost negligible smile formed on Xander's lips as he could almost imagine her saying, "What yeah?!" with an angry pout in her face. She was the only one who could calm his raging heart. why did you leave without telling me?""Did I need to tell you?""Of course. I'm your wife. Shouldn't
The car suddenly came to a halt.He frowned a bit and looked at her, "What are you talking about, Triantafyllo?""I'm taking about you knowing me even before our marriage." There she said it finally.He eyes widened at her words. A stunned expression came upon his face as if he had never expected to hear this from her.Still, he managed to reply, "What....What do you mean?"She stared back at him, looking for any sign of lie in his eyes but there was none.Did I guess wrong? She wondered.But.....As she wondering about this, Xander had already started driving the car again and the time, she could feel that the speed of the car was significantly faster than usualHer words had affected him.She knew it,"Xander-" Before she could speak to him about it again, he was already out of the car, signaling for he kr to get down either.Soon, she cane down too and walked towards him."Xander, listen to me!"She called him behind his back when he suddenly turned around, startling her."What sho
On the other hand, Xander who called by his subordinate, snapped at him, "You can't even do a simple thing! Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me? Can’t you even handle this? Then, it seems you are not quite suitable to stay in this position.”Before takig Scarlett out on a date, he had specifically instructed his subordinates not to disturb him but it seems he has been a bit too lenient with them in the past few days that they even dared to call him despite his otherwise orders. The matter for which his subordinate had called him was just that they detected a a few suspicious figures near the garden and not wanting to take any risk when their boss was with them, the head of the security decided to contact Xander."I'm going back. Take care of the them." Xander referred to those suspicious figures as he instructed his subordinates before making his way back.He felt uneasy as he walked as if something bad was going to happen. And that's why he felt even more anxious so increased his pa
The flowers of various different colours were arranged in a uniform manner around the entire boundary of the hall. The ruby red and pure pink were the ones that dominated among the flower arrangements. Beautifully embroidered and shimmering golden, thick curtains laced with soft white laces had formed an exquisite bow at the place where the curtain threads are tied, along with the huge hanging chandelier sparkling like diamonds on above and the silent but peaceful cover of the dark night, it all made this date night more special. As I marvelled at the luxurious decorations, a sound came from behind me and no later I felt a light stubble grazing the back of my neck. "Ah, Xander! You startled me."I tried to turn around to face him but his arms held me right around my waist and pulled me closer. "No, just stay like this." He whispered as his breath fell on the skin of my neck. "Huh." I took a deep breath. To be honest, in such a beautiful atmosphere, I have had already lost my he
FLASHBACK CONTINUESI stiffened in his arms the moment I heard his question.Will I ever leave him?Of course, this was a question whose answer I already had in my mind.A year.I'll leave after a year which now might have already been reduced to a few months.But how can I tell him that?So, instead of answering, t tried to change the subject."You...Why are you so...good at speaking Hindi?"Even though what I wanted to ask was "why are you so good to me?".He tightened his arms around me and answered."I'm not.""Hmm?""I wanted to surprise you so I learned that sentence specially for that moment." He voice went low as he spoke the last few words.I could almost feel his breath spraying on my earlobe."Ohh." I nodded in response."I thought you knew Hindu." Chuckling at my own assumption, I turned around."Tell me about you." I said to him, looking straight into his eyes.I wanted to know more about him. Just know, he talked about his mother. I've never heard of her before so I am c