XANDER’S POVI sat in my office, staring at the pile of papers on my desk drumming my fingers on the oak surface. I was so angry and couldn’t get any work done. I had already instructed my secretary to not let anyone disturb me and tell them I was in a meeting but the truth is I was thinking of Adeline and how cold she acted towards me."Xander, you need to calm down," I told myself over and over but I couldn’t. The last time I saw her was at our last shoot. She looked stunning, as always. Her hair caught the light just right, and her smile was as radiant as ever. But that day, her smile didn't reach her eyes whenever she spoke to me. I had asked her to go out and eat with me after the shoot, hoping to spend some time together outside of work and talk but she declined. "I'm sorry, Xander. I have other plans," she said, and then she left.I haven’t felt the level of frustration I felt that day all my life. I clenched my fists, trying to control the anger I felt towards Sasha for ma
ADELINE’S POVI stared at the message on my phone, feeling my stomach twist."We are shooting in Macau," I said angrily to Clarissa, my secretary, who sat next to me in the car on our way to the office. She didn't seem fazed at all."It was in the contract," she said, her tone even and calm.I looked at her, flabbergasted. "Why didn’t you tell me?" I asked, my voice rising."Because you read through it and signed it yourself," she replied. I opened my mouth to argue, but then I closed it. She was right. I had read the contract. But I was thinking of Xander the whole time and must have missed this part. The legal team had confirmed it was a fair contract, too. I couldn't even blame her.I put my head back against the seat in the car and groaned. Clarissa glanced at me, a small smile on her lips."Instead of thinking the worst, why don't you use the trip to relax and unwind?" she suggested. "You haven't had a break since you came to Manhattan.""This is not a holiday," I snapped. "I’l
XANDER’S POVI sat next to Adeline smiling to myself after she looked at me confused on why my seat was next to hers. The director had been more than happy to switch seats with me. He was very easygoing and smiled when I asked him to exchange seats with me. "Sure, Xander, no problem," he had said, waving a hand dismissively.So here I was, sliding into the seat next to Adeline. She was already seated, flipping through the in-flight magazine. When she saw me, her eyes widened in surprise."What are you doing here?" she asked,I almost smiled, finding her reaction endearing. "This is my seat," I replied, trying to keep my voice casual.Adeline nodded slowly, her eyes still wide. She fumbled with her seatbelt, trying to secure it around her waist. I picked up a magazine from the pocket in front of me and pretended to read, but I couldn't help sneaking glances at her. She was adorable, her fingers trembling slightly as she struggled with the belt.The plane started to move, taxiing slo
XANDER’S POV“Yes,” she answered, waiting for me to speak but I couldn’t say anything. Instead, I watched her. This was the first time I was sharing a meal with her, a fact that hit me harder than I expected. I thought of how I acted after our wedding. I never ate what she cooked back then. I was always out, never staying home. She waited for me every night, and I never cared. I was really cruel.Adeline looked at me, confused. She dropped her spoon on the table and sipped her water, her eyes searching mine.“Is everything okay, Xander. You called my name and said nothing.”"I'm glad we're doing this shoot, you and I," I said, breaking the silence. "I really wanted to talk to you for a very long time, but I had no idea where to start. And you hated and avoided me."I spoke sincerely and she nodded uncomfortably and said,"It’s just work. Let’s get through it." She tried to stand and go drop her plate, but I reached out and held her hand."Please," I said, feeling her hand slip awa
ADELINE’S POVThe smell of chicken stirred in my nose, pulling me from my jet-lagged slumber. The 32-hour flight had been brutal, leaving me more exhausted than I’d ever been. I had been sleeping since we landed. But now, my stomach growled. I pushed back the covers and sat up, rubbing my eyes. The smell was too tempting to ignore. I followed my nose, feeling like a cartoon character being led by an invisible scent trail, my feet padding softly on the cold, hardwood floors as I made my way to the kitchen.There, standing by the microwave, was Xander. He looked as handsome and sexy as ever, even in the harsh fluorescent light of the kitchen. His dark hair was tousled, and he wore a simple t-shirt and jeans that clung to his well-built frame. The sight of him took my breath away for a moment. I shook it off quickly, reminding myself why I was here.This was a job, nothing more. I hated him. He turned as I entered the kitchen, his eyes locking onto mine. He smiled, a slow, lazy grin t
ADELINE’S POV***I rummaged through my bag, my fingers brushing against lipsticks, sunglasses, and my phone charger. But there was no lotion or supplements in sight. The room felt stuffy, and I didn't have a shoot today."What now?" I sighed to myself, glancing at the clock on the wall. The mall seemed like a good idea.I slipped into a white crop tee and my favorite jorts, pulling a cap over my hair. It was going to be a simple, relaxing day.As I opened the door, I almost bumped into Xander. He was leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone. He looked up, raising an eyebrow."Where are you headed?" he asked, pocketing his phone."To the mall," I replied. "I need to get some lotion and supplements."Xander grinned. "Mind if I join you? I'm bored out of my mind here."I hesitated for a second but then nodded. "Sure, why not?"We headed down to the car and he unlocked the car, and we both got in.He started the engine and glanced at me. "So, what exactly are we buying?""Lo
ADELINE’S POVIt was the last day of the shoot, and I sat under the huge umbrella where Jennie, the makeup artist, was doing my makeup. The sun was bright and the day was hot. Everyone was excited and relieved that the shoot was finally coming to an end. Jennie, was talking about the pool party the director was throwing later that night."You know, after the shoot, the director is throwing a pool party before we head back to Manhattan tomorrow," she said, her voice full of enthusiasm as she carefully applied mascara to my lashes.I sighed, feeling tired from the long days of shooting. "I might just sleep," I replied, trying to keep my tone light.She paused and looked at me with a mock frown. "No way! There is no party without you and Xander. You two are the stars of this shoot. We’d all be lost without you."I laughed softly, shaking my head. "I don't know, Jennie. I'm really tired."She waved her hand dismissively. "Nonsense! We'll go and get bikinis after the shoot. It'll be fun,
XANDER’S POVI leaned back in my seat, the hum of the airplane engines lulling me into a restless sleep.Adeline was next to me, her head resting gently on her shoulder, sleeping peacefully. It was a long flight back home from Macau, and despite wanting to talk we were both exhausted. I kept thinking of yesterday night in the pool. Her laughter, her body against mine, and our kiss, it all felt like a dream I couldn’t wake from.When we landed, she quickly disappeared into the crowd. I didn’t think much of it at first; we were both tired, and I assumed we’d catch up once we were rested. But days turned into weeks, and I hadn’t heard a word from her. I called her phone numerous times, left messages, and even sent texts. But there was no response. It was as if she had vanished.Each day became increasingly unbearable. I replayed that night over and over in my head, the way she had looked at me, the sound of her laughter, and the feel of her lips. I couldn't concentrate on anything els
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,