XANDER’S POVI woke up to the soft beep of the hospital machines, the same sound I had been hearing for the past month and a week. Today was different, though. Today, I was getting discharged. After pushing through with physiotherapy, I could finally walk around without crutches. The doctors were still cautious, reminding me not to put any weight on my leg until it healed completely, but I felt stronger and ready to leave.The door opened, and a very excited Adeline came in carrying a huge bouquet of flowers. My mom was right behind her, a big smile on her face."Xander!" Adeline exclaimed, rushing to my bedside. She leaned in, and I hugged her tightly, kissing her deeply."Lovebirds," my mom teased as she came over to hug me. "Congratulations on getting well, Xander.""Thanks, Mom," I said, feeling a swell of gratitude."I’ll go do the paperwork for your discharge," Mom said, giving us some privacy.As soon as she left, I pulled Adeline closer, cuddling her. "I missed you so much,"
ADELINE’S POVI woke up late. The sun was already high in the sky, and I felt a rush of panic. I had promised to see my grandparents off at the airport. They were leaving Manhattan and going back to Washington, and I knew I was going to miss them terribly. I didn't have time to go back to my own home, so I grabbed Xander's car keys and hurried out.The drive to the airport was a blur. I could feel my heart racing as I sped through the streets. I kept glancing at the clock, hoping I wouldn't miss them. When I finally arrived at the airport, I parked quickly and ran inside.The terminal was crowded and noisy, but I spotted my grandparents near the check-in counter. My granddad looked grumpy, as usual, and my grandma was trying to soothe him."I can't believe this delay," Granddad grumbled. "We should have just used a private jet. This is such a hassle."Grandma patted his arm gently. "Oh, stop complaining. I wanted to fly normally for once. It's not the end of the world."I smiled at
XANDER’S POVI hadn't felt this content in a long time. Just being with Adeline was enough to satisfy me. Work could wait;I knew my mother was managing everything well at the company. She ran a tight ship, and I trusted her completely."I'm thinking we should go fishing," I suggested to Adeline one sunny morning. She looked up from her coffee, surprised. "Fishing?" she chuckled. "I haven't done that in years." "My grandfather used to take me," she explained, a wistful smile crossing her face. That settled it for me. I packed up the truck, grabbed our gear, and asked her to come along. She emerged from the house in a simple outfit and boots, looking effortlessly beautiful. My heart skipped a beat."Ready?" I asked with a grin.She nodded, and off we went. The drive to the lake was filled with laughter and stories. Adeline told me about the fish her grandfather caught and the tall tales he spun. By the time we arrived, we were both eager to recreate those memories.Setting up camp w
SASHA’S POVI couldn’t bear it any longer. I had no friends, no lover, no support from anyone, and I felt like disappearing, but I didn’t even know where to go. The loneliness was suffocating. My life was empty, filled with silence and thoughts that wouldn't leave me alone. I needed to do something, anything, to break this cycle.I dressed up, picking a simple but elegant dress. I did my makeup carefully, trying to hide the dark circles under my eyes. My reflection in the mirror looked like a stranger. I took a deep breath and decided to visit Tristan. He was in jail, and it was surprising to hear that Tristan Von Miller, despite who his father was, wouldn’t even be granted bail.Tristan had called me. His voice sounded different, weaker. The mighty Tristan Von Miller, behind bars. It felt surreal. I thought about how he helped me out when I was struggling with my ex-husband. And now he was in jail because of that. Despite everything, I decided to go see him, even though he refuse
XANDER’S POVI stared at Sasha in disgust. She was sitting in the living room, looking small and frightened. Her blonde hair was perfectly styled, and she wore a white dress that looked expensive. But none of that mattered to me now. I couldn't believe what she had done."Why did you plant a bomb in Adeline's company?" I asked, my voice cold and firm. "Why did you try to kill her?"Sasha's eyes widened in shock. She looked at me, then quickly looked away. "I would never do something like that," she said, her voice trembling. "I'm not the one, Xander. I swear.""We have evidence, Sasha," I said, leaning forward. "We know it was you."She started to cry, big tears rolling down her cheeks. "Why would I do something like that to a fellow woman?" she said, her voice breaking."I could never hurt Adeline. I remember when she made me lose my pregnancy. Why would I want to hurt her now?"I felt a wave of irritation wash over me. I couldn't believe she was lying, even now. It was sickening.
ADELINE’S POVI stood outside the entrance of the house, hesitating for a moment and wondering if I should go in or just let Xander handle it. I heard the sound of Sasha’s voice echoing; she was screaming angrily and desperately. My hand tightened around the door handle, but I pushed it open anyway, stepping into the cool, foyer. My heels clicked against the marble floor, and the more I moved deeper into the house, Sasha's voice grew louder.She was yelling now, "You!" she screamed, the sound of her voice piercing through the air like a knife. I turned the corner into the living room and found her there, standing in the middle of the room, her face twisted in rage. Her mother was beside her, tears streaming down her face as she tried to console her daughter, but it was clear that Sasha was beyond any comfort.When Sasha saw me, her eyes widened, and her face contorted even more. She pointed a shaking finger at me, her hand trembling with fury. "This is all your fault!" she screech
XANDER’S POVAll I felt these days was bliss. Waking up next to Adeline was heaven and I won’t trade it for anything.I lay there, staring at Adeline’s beautiful face as she slept, completely oblivious to the world. The early morning light filtered through the curtains and her skin glowed making her look even more angelic than she already was. I couldn’t help but trace the curve of her cheek with my hands touching her nose, marveling at how peaceful she looked. Her long lashes rested gently against her skin, and her lips were slightly parted. It was moments like this that made me realize how lucky I was. I could have stayed there forever, just watching her sleep, completely content.She began to stir. Her nose wrinkled slightly, and then she let out a small, sleepy yawn. My heart swelled with affection as she cuddled closer to me, her arms wrapping around my waist as if seeking more warmth. I held her gently, not wanting to wake her but hoping she would open her eyes soon.A few
XANDER’S POVI watched as Adeline carefully crossed off items from her packing list. Her travel box was already half-filled with clothes, shoes, and accessories, neatly folded and placed inside. My own suitcase sat open beside me, empty. I hadn’t even started packing yet, too preoccupied with the thoughts racing through my mind. We were supposed to be flying to Washington that night, and though we had the whole day to get ready, my nerves wouldn’t settle."So, what if your grandparents hate me?" I asked, genuinely worried. The question had been gnawing at me.Adeline sighed in exasperation. She put down the blouse she was holding and turned to face me. "Not that again," she said, shaking her head. "Xander, you really need to stop expecting the worst. I’ve told you a thousand times; they’re going to love you."I frowned, still not convinced. "But they’re not just anyone, Adeline. I’m meeting the Qylers. And what if…what if I mess up?"She walked over to me, her expression softenin
ADELINE’S POV***I woke up slowly, feeling so groggy and disoriented. My body was so heavy and there was a dull pain in my side. I did not know why but the pain had my head hammering. I blinked against the bright light in the room and that was when I realised that I was not alone. A lot of questions ran through my mind as I wondered what had happened and why I was here. Someone was sitting next to me and there seemed to be a shocked look on their face when our eyes met. "Adeline?" The familiar voice came through. It was soft, like silk. I turned my head and sock Xander sitting right by my side. I felt an instant wave of relief and my heart swelled. I was so scared before this happened, so scared that something bad had happened to him but seeing him right here with me did a very good job with pushing off the pain for a little while. He was here with me, alive and okay. I blinked back the tears that were already starting to form. And that was the moment everything slowly started to c
FLORAL.I could barely breathe as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles were already white. I knew what Tristan was planning and I couldn't let it happen because it opposed everything that we worked for. Yes, I knew he wanted to take revenge on those who put him in prison but if he was going to do that, he should go face Adeline's old man, not Adeline. She was innocent and did nothing to him. I was not going to let him hurt her, not after I'd met her. Of course she was going to be a problem if I wanted to get to Xander but she was innocent and she was a good woman. I had to stop Tristan no matter what it was going to take. The streets blurred past me as I sped down the road. My heart was pounding so loud in my ears that I drowned out everything else. Tristan couldn't kill Adeline. Not like this. Not over some twisted sense of revenge. I didn't know how I ended up in this mess. It wasn't supposed to be my fight. But here I was driving, driving madly towards the one person who cou
ADELINE'S POV***My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I dialed my grandfather's number. I could barely think straight now as my thoughts were all over the place. It felt like my mind was running a hundred miles per hour but I wasn't going anywhere. What was I going to do now that it was clear Xander was in danger. I didn't even know where I was going to start from. How the hell was I going to find him? And it was clear from the foregoing that Matt had had the one behind this whole thing. He had abducted Xander and his phone was enough proof for that. He had also put on a mask to make me think that was Xander. That son of a bitch really did all this only to die a very disgraceful death. That was exactly what he deserved. But what if he'd killed Xander? The thought brought back the fear that was already building up. I needed to do something, and I hoped my grandfather would be able to step in with his connections. If it didn't work then I had no idea what else would. All I could think ab
FLORAL’S POV***I didn't know Adeline was in the house when I stepped out of my room. The moment I saw her standing there, my heart dropped. I should have been more careful. What was I thinking, walking out like that? But it was too late-- she had already seen me so there was no need to do anything suspicious now. But maybe there was still time, I thought to myself, glancing at her before I tried to duck back into the shadows. However, Xander’s mother, ever the gracious host, was quick to introduce me once she noticed I was behind her. "Adeline, this is my daughter, Floral," she said, gesturing to me with a proud smile. "Floral doesn't come around often." Adeline turned to me, scanning my face for a second and I held my breath. This was very bad because if she ever got to remember who I was, that was if she didn't know already, I was doomed. My palms were starting to sweat as I braced myself for her reaction. Would she recognise me? Would she say something? But instead, she smiled
ADELINE’S POV***I couldn't stop thinking about Xander. He hadn't come back since the day he told me he was going to stay at his mom’s house and I was disturbed because it could be the place where all his problems had started. Him acting weird must have been from there. He had been complaining about his sister before he came back and then everything had changed. He rarely talked to me and now he no longer complained about her. A lot of things were going on that I should be told about. But nobody was saying anything and it worried me so much. I wished someone could just let me know what was happening. But Xander was the only person I could talk to. He was the only one who knew what his problem was. It wasn't like him to just disappear like this, especially now that there was nothing bothering him, well, nothing that I knew of. He should have checked in lately but I'd heard nothing. My heart felt heavy as I paced around the living room. If I hadn't called him yesterday to know if he
FLORAL’S POV***I watched from a distance as Matt got out of his car and entered the pub. My heart raced but I had to keep my composure because this was going to work. It was either this night or never. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. I needed to find out who he really was. I had suspected for a while that something was off about him, and now I was going to prove it. I quickly made my way to his car, careful not to draw attention. The street was quiet, and only the occasional sound of passing cars in the distance was the only thing I heard. I approached his car and glanced around to make sure no one was watching. Then, I reached into my bag and pulled out the small hidden camera I had planted earlier. I couldn't risk leaving it there for too long, just in case he checked his car for anything suspicious. My hands shook slightly as I retrieved the camera, but I was careful to keep my movements steady. Once I had it, I slipped it back in my bag and quickly walked away, blend
XANDER’S POV***I tried to move but my body would not cooperate because every inch of me was hurting and it was starting to make me feel very dizzy. I was very worried because I did not want to pass out here because nobody would see me if I needed medical attention so I had to fight off every form of hazy feeling until I was sure that I was ok. My arms, my legs, my ribs- they were all on fire. I could not remember the last time I had eaten because my stomach was already growling and I was too weak to care. But do you think that terrified me the most was the fact that the room was very dark and there was nobody around. I could only help but picture that I had been left alone in some kind of Warehouse to die. My heart pounded very fast when I thought of that and as much as I told myself that his Men could be outside, there was still a possibility that they had left me alone here to die. I didn't even know if it was day or night because time had lost its meaning. I had tried to escape
TRISTAN’S POV***The weight of everything that had happened finally stayed to lift lift from shoulders. Sasha was dead. The hit man had done his job perfectly as there was no trace or evidence of who had done it. I felt so relieved because with her gone, there was no one left to testify against me, no one who could point fingers if things went wrong. That was the hardest mission so I guessed the rest would be very easy from here onwards. Now, I just had to take care of Adeline and Xander, before I could disappear. My time was coming, and I couldn't wait for it. I smiled to myself as I thought of my plan. Once they are gone, I'd be free to leave this place. But in the meantime I had to control everything from the shadows. I was happy that I had the capable hands. Sometimes I wished that this was the last mission, but then I was reminded that it was time to put my head down and do the rest. There was no promise of a better future if the rest were still alive. Thankfully, I had it all
SASHA’S POV***I sat on the cold, hard bed in my cell, staring at the ceiling. It had been a long day, just like every other day in this place. The routine, the noise and the walls closing in on me felt unbearable but that morning, something changed. My mother called. I was surprised when the guard came to inform me that I had a call. I thought they had abandoned me, that she had left me here to rot and die just like my father had abandoned us. And I wouldn't blame her for what happened because she was just as miserable as I was. The guard escorted me out of myself and walked me to the phone stand. My heart was drumming when I picked it up. Has something bad happened? Or was she going to just tell me that the divorce had been finalised? If it was the latter, I didn't want to hear anything about it. Since my father had decided to give up on me, I didn't want anything to do with him again. I listened in on the phone and her voice came through. "Sasha, honey." Her voice was so sweet,