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***The gentle hum of the air conditioner and our breath was the only sound in the room. We stood close, too close. I could feel his eyes on me, burning with an intensity that made my heart race."Adeline," he whispered, his voice barely audible.Before I could respond, his lips were on mine. The kiss was sudden, taking my breath away. I pushed him away slightly, my hands on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath my palms."Xander, we shouldn't," I started to say, but he pulled me back, his lips capturing mine once more, this time deeper and more fervent.I didn't fight back. Instead, I surrendered, letting him take my lips. My hands moved from his chest to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.Our bodies pressed together as if we were holding on for dear life, as if the world around us could crumble at any moment and we would still be here, lost in this kiss.When we finally broke apart, both of us gasping for air, he looked into my eyes, his gaze
SASHA’S POVI know Xander asked me never to come to his home anymore but I had to visit immediately his mom called and said she missed having me around.I stood in front of my closet, staring at the array of clothes hanging before me. I needed the perfect outfit. Something that would make her see me as the perfect daughter in law. Today was important since she was the one that invited me to their mansion I couldn’t afford to mess this up. Not after what happened.Xander had thrown me out of his office. It was the most humiliating experience of my life. He was done with me, wouldn’t listen to anything I had to say. But I wasn’t ready to give up. I needed to find a way back into his life, and I was certain Mrs. Devon could help.After much deliberation, I settled on a navy blue dress. It was elegant but not too flashy. I paired it with a simple necklace and earrings. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I took a deep breath. “You can do this, Sasha,” I whispered to myself.The drive t
TRISTAN’S POVI sat on the 35th floor of my company building, staring out the window at the sprawling city below. My fists were clenched, and all I felt was rage.It was all because of one woman; Adeline. She was the most proud and pompous person I had ever met. No matter how hard I tried to break her, she never bent.She never wanted me. The thought of the look of disgust on her face every time she saw me annoyed the crap out of me.No one had ever been able to resist my charm. Women usually fell at my feet, eager to please me. But not Adeline. She was different. And it drove me insane.Five years ago, I was home after a wild night out with friends. I had partied hard, and I was passed out in my room, oblivious to the world. I remember the door opened, and my father's booming voice jolted me awake."Tristan !" he shouted. "Get up!"I groaned and tried to focus on his face. It was hard, considering my head was pounding from the drinks and weed."What?" I mumbled, rubbing my temples.
ADELINE’S POVI stood outside the grand hall, my heart pounding in my chest. The towering doors seemed to loom over me. The 30 under 30 dinner party was the event of the year, and I was one of the honorees. I took a deep breath, smoothing down my dress, a sleek, red dress with a modest slit up the side.Simple, yet elegant. I paired it with silver heels and minimal jewelry, letting the dress speak for itself.As I walked in, I noticed how beautiful it was and high fives myself for coming this far even though I worked too much.I admired the way the room was decorated. The floral arrangements on each table were stunning, vibrant colors contrasting beautifully. The air was filled with the scent of roses and lilies.The tables were draped in white cloths, set with fine china and gleaming silverware. Soft music played in the background, mingling with the murmur of conversation and the occasional clink of glasses.I scanned the room, trying to find familiar faces among the crowd. Editors,
TRISTAN’S POVI stepped out of the sleek black car, adjusting the cufflinks on my crisp white shirt. My black suit was tailored to perfection, hugging my broad shoulders and slim waist.My outfit was simple but classy, a tailored black suit, white shirt, and a thin black tie. I had polished shoes that gleamed under the lights.The lights in the building twinkled like a million stars. I ran a hand through my dark hair, making sure it was in place, and then walked up the steps.As soon as I walked in, I felt the eyes on me. Girls giggled and whispered behind their hands, and women kept glancing at me, their eyes lingering. I smiled at them all, used to the attention. I knew I could go home with anyone I wanted tonight.It wasn’t that bad and I was having a good time then, I saw her. Adeline. My blood heated just at the sight of her. She was talking to a group of people, her usual arrogant self. She wore a sleek red dress that hugged her curves, her dark hair cascading over her shoulde
ADELINE’S POVThe music from the party pounded behind me as I walked away from Tristan. He was calling me but I didn't answer.“Adeline, wait!" He said but I refused to turn around. I kept walking, my heels clicking against the marble floor. I hated him. Everything about him disgusted me. The memories of that day three years ago played in my mind like a bad movie.It was Tristan’s birthday. We had just started dating a week ago, after two years of me refusing him. I used to think he was just another rich, spoiled boy like his friends Dave and Chris. But things changed after I saw a cool side of him.We were on a yacht, Tristan’s yacht, surrounded by the blue sea. I stood with the other girls, Dave’s girlfriend, Lily, and Chris’s girlfriend, Sophie. We were getting ready for the party that would start in two hours.“Adeline, you and Tristan are perfect for each other,” Sophie said, brushing her long, blonde hair. “Your children will be so beautiful and wealthy.”I blushed and smiled s
MATT’S POV“What the fuck?” I cursed as I watched the video over and over again. I had just come out of the office and walked to my car when I looked up at the billboard directly in front of me. I stood there, staring at the giant billboard. The city lights glared, but nothing shone brighter than Adeline’s smile.She was next to Xander. They looked perfect together. Too perfect.She was wearing a sleek, red dress that hugged her curves. Her hair flowed in waves, catching the light just right. She looked like a goddess. Xander, in a sharp black suit, had his arm around her waist. They seemed like they were made for each other.I couldn’t breathe. My chest tightened with anger. My fists clenched. I wanted to punch something.The next scene showed Adeline laughing. Xander whispered something in her ear. She leaned into him, her eyes sparkling. I had never seen her look so happy. Not with me.Then they kissed. It wasn’t a small, gentle kiss. It was deep, passionate. Their chemistry was
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,