REIGN'S POV I had not seen Ivan in three days. It was like he straight up disappeared. If I wasn't in his house, I would have thought I imagined all the drama that happened the whole month. I had no idea where he was and I hate to admit it but I was worried about him. What happened the last time I saw him was not exactly nice.Ivan’s father was horrible. His words really hurt me but Ivan was even more miserable than I was in his presence so I didn't take offense much. My chest always started to hurt whenever I remembered the look on Ivan’s face. I had seen him angry. I had seen him upset but I had never seen him look that way before, like life was sucked out of him, like the air itself was poisoned.I remembered the nightmare he had a while ago. He was screaming his father's name as well. I had no idea what but I knew that man had never done anything good to him.It was like the people close to me had awful family members. I hated it but it made a part of me glad I had no family. I w
REIGN'S POV “Are you sure this is a good idea?” I bit my lips, looking around the restaurant. “I'm not sure anymore. I feel like we would regret it.”“Please, Reign. Do this for me, just this once.” Mel pleaded, grabbing my hands.“I don't know.” I muttered, looking away. What if it doesn't go as planned?This whole thing started after I expressed my shock at seeing Henry's name on the file loudly. Mel came to know that I had met him before and he was rather friendly to me when we met. Somehow I ended up here in the restaurant where they were supposed to be meeting. How Mel managed to convince me to do this was beyond me.I would be taking Mel's place at her dinner date with Henry. It was risky and I was sure shit was going to hit the roof when her dad found out. However, I couldn't let Mel attend herself when she was so miserable. She liked someone else, maybe even loved him but I was alone with no one in sight. Henry was also nice to me the last time I met him so it shouldn't be a
REIGN'S POV “Would you choose not to have arms or legs?” I burst out laughing at the absurd question. Henry was really the most unhinged person ever and he was really random too. I couldn't stop cracking up at his jokes.I thought for a while, “I'd say arms.”“Why?”“I mean I think it would be shitty having to get carried around if I don't have legs..” I shrugged, twirling the wine in my glass. I had not taken more than two sips of it, I knew my limit now. Getting drunk in front of Ivan was okay but I was not comfortable enough to do so in front of Henry. “But you would still have to be helped lifting things if you have no arms.” He said.“You can't change my mind, having no legs is way worse.” I shook my head.“And you still haven't told me anything about yourself.” He changed the topic.I bit my lips and sighed. I had avoided it for so long but he doesn't give up easily. “I'm not really sure what to tell you or what you even want to hear. The good things or my sob stories?”“Ever
REIGN'S POV “ Get your fat ass up and go do something. ” A voice bellowed. Usually ‘fat ass' could mean two things. One, the person was impressed with the voluptuousness of your backside or the person was simply calling you fat. Staring into the disdain filled eyes of Mr Cobbs, I was sure his statement had nothing to do with my behind. I pushed my chair backwards and stood up, wringing my hands in nervousness. I wondered if I would ever be able to stand up for myself in front of this man. “ I was not sitting idly, Mr Cobb. ” “ Oh, I am sure, ” he muttered sarcastically. “ You just sit there and write reports that no one would ever care to read instead of going out to get me some juicy news. ” I stayed quiet, like I always do. I had no idea what he wanted me to say. Mr Cobbs sighed and rubbed his forehead, while murmuring words that I was sure were not pleasant. “ The CEO of Allure Ventures is holding a press conference today to explain his sex scandal, you know what to do. ” He
REIGN’S POV My hands moved before my brain did as I quickly pulled my camera from my bag and took quick pictures. It was a bit blurry from where I stood but it was obvious what the people in the frame were doing. I stood up from my butt and escaped, my heart in my throat the whole time. I placed my hand on my racing heart when I finally reached the lobby, glad I was able to leave unscathed. I glanced at the time, surprised to see it was closing time already. I was relieved that I did not have to go back to the hospital. It felt like my camera was burning a hole through my back. Even on my way home, I bit my lips in thoughts on what to do with the pictures. Hours later, I was sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table with my laptop in front of me, staring at the edited picture of Ivan and his mistress. It will be 12 soon and all the story submissions for the production early tomorrow will close. Could I really do this? I thought, wringing my hands together, a habit that I
IVAN’S POV I clenched my fists in anger as I watched the constant ringing of my phone. The shrill, annoying sound definitely succeeded in ruining my mood further. Tired of the sound, I switched off the phone and threw it on the table harshly. Christian came in at that moment. “ We have taken the news down but it has already spread wild. Everyone now thinks you are a cheating bastard. It took a while because of the traffic on the post. All broadcast stations have also been notified not to post anything, well except the one that already posted. “ Christian snickered. A hard glare was what he got in response but it didn't scare him a bit. Anyone else would have pissed in their pants, but not Christian. After all, he was my best friend. “ Who was the journalist that released it? ” I asked, trying to stay rational and ease the bloodlust brewing in me. The realization that all my carefully thought-out plan was ruined overnight did nothing to alleviate the wrath I felt about the situatio
REIGN'S POV I groaned as I grabbed the side of my head. It felt like the whole world placed a heavy load on my head. I turned groggily before sitting up, my hazel eyes blinking rapidly to get rid of the fog. My eyes met a chandelier that obviously cost more than anything I'd ever make and I was on a sofa. ImThen, all the memories hit me. I was kidnapped in the parking lot. I gasped and searched my body before sighing in relief when I sensed no sign of assault. Where am I? I thought, feeling fear envelop me. It looked like I was in a fancy hotel room. Whoever kidnapped me should know no one would look for me. “ I thought you were going to sleep forever. " The deepest voice I had ever heard reverberated from across the room or closer, I was too dizzy to pinpoint where exactly. My head snapped up before clashing with grey eyes that looked bored but sinister. I moved back in fear, my back hitting the back of the couch. There was nowhere for me to run. Recognition finally dawned on
REIGN’S POV Fate must be playing a huge joke on me. This must be some sort of attempt at easing the boredom that marked every facet of my monotonous life. If that was it, then this is the right moment for whoever is in charge to cut the damn camera and tell me it was a prank. Fiancee back in 30 days? How the fuck was I supposed to do that? “ What do you mean? ” I choked out. “ I believe my words were clear enough. Why? You don't want to do it? ” he asked, a smirk taking over his features. The more he made me disgruntled, the more satisfied he looked. I was starting to think he was a sadist. “ How am I supposed to do that? ” I resisted the urge to scream. “ If you can't convince her to take you back, then what could I possibly do? This is like an impossible task. ” “ Everything you are worried about right now— ” he paused before continuing, “--is really none of my business. I gave you options. You are free to choose whichever one you think is convenient. ” I wanted to cry so bad
REIGN'S POV “Would you choose not to have arms or legs?” I burst out laughing at the absurd question. Henry was really the most unhinged person ever and he was really random too. I couldn't stop cracking up at his jokes.I thought for a while, “I'd say arms.”“Why?”“I mean I think it would be shitty having to get carried around if I don't have legs..” I shrugged, twirling the wine in my glass. I had not taken more than two sips of it, I knew my limit now. Getting drunk in front of Ivan was okay but I was not comfortable enough to do so in front of Henry. “But you would still have to be helped lifting things if you have no arms.” He said.“You can't change my mind, having no legs is way worse.” I shook my head.“And you still haven't told me anything about yourself.” He changed the topic.I bit my lips and sighed. I had avoided it for so long but he doesn't give up easily. “I'm not really sure what to tell you or what you even want to hear. The good things or my sob stories?”“Ever
REIGN'S POV “Are you sure this is a good idea?” I bit my lips, looking around the restaurant. “I'm not sure anymore. I feel like we would regret it.”“Please, Reign. Do this for me, just this once.” Mel pleaded, grabbing my hands.“I don't know.” I muttered, looking away. What if it doesn't go as planned?This whole thing started after I expressed my shock at seeing Henry's name on the file loudly. Mel came to know that I had met him before and he was rather friendly to me when we met. Somehow I ended up here in the restaurant where they were supposed to be meeting. How Mel managed to convince me to do this was beyond me.I would be taking Mel's place at her dinner date with Henry. It was risky and I was sure shit was going to hit the roof when her dad found out. However, I couldn't let Mel attend herself when she was so miserable. She liked someone else, maybe even loved him but I was alone with no one in sight. Henry was also nice to me the last time I met him so it shouldn't be a
REIGN'S POV I had not seen Ivan in three days. It was like he straight up disappeared. If I wasn't in his house, I would have thought I imagined all the drama that happened the whole month. I had no idea where he was and I hate to admit it but I was worried about him. What happened the last time I saw him was not exactly nice.Ivan’s father was horrible. His words really hurt me but Ivan was even more miserable than I was in his presence so I didn't take offense much. My chest always started to hurt whenever I remembered the look on Ivan’s face. I had seen him angry. I had seen him upset but I had never seen him look that way before, like life was sucked out of him, like the air itself was poisoned.I remembered the nightmare he had a while ago. He was screaming his father's name as well. I had no idea what but I knew that man had never done anything good to him.It was like the people close to me had awful family members. I hated it but it made a part of me glad I had no family. I w
IVAN’S POVI felt my whole body going cold, as if I was dipped in the ocean right in the middle of winter. Why do I always forget? Why do I always get so comfortable that I forget this man is waiting around? I closed the car door and walked slowly to where he was standing, where Reign was standing. Father was looking at her, sizing her up and maybe even thinking of gobbling her up. Reign.“Father.” I said, wanting to take his attention off her by all means but Father didn't take the bait. Reign started to squirm from the attention but she didn't step closer to me, she didn't hide behind me for protection.Father eventually spoke, his icy voice making a shiver tremble down my spine. “So this is it. The journalist.” “Father–” I didn't want him saying anything to her. He could do whatever he wanted with me but not her, not Reign.“What is it you're doing now?” He was asking Reign, putting a stop to my words. “Still cooking up fake news or….sleeping with the sources now?”“Father!” I e
REIGN'S POV I squirmed as I hugged my pillow tighter. It was the most comfortable pillow I had ever slept on. It was hard and yet so soft. Would it be a crime if I took it with me when I leave?I groaned and opened my eyes slowly. When did I even fall asleep last night? My memory was failing me at the moment. I took a deep breath and started to sit up when I noticed what I was laying on.I was sleeping on Ivan. Ivan was underneath me.My arms slipped from holding me up and I fell back to his chest harshly, jolting him awake in the process. My eyes widened as it clashed with Ivan's sleepy ones. He didn't look shocked or alarmed. Unlike me, he looked like he had expected this situation.Despite the unexpected situation, I noticed something I had no business noticing. Ivan looked even hotter in the morning. Messy bed hair, drowsy eyes and redder lips, it should be a sin for someone to look that good in the morning. I probably looked like I just went through a zombie apocalypse.At that
REIGN'S POV I was stuck in a dilemma. Ivan’s shirt didn't fit. I mean it did, but half of my ass was out. Going out wearing this means giving a free show to Ivan. I sighed and put my short tights back on. I thought I could pull it off without it. I stopped in front of the mirror and twirled my body left and right to see if I looked weird. It actually didn't, I almost looked…..hot. I was surprised Ivan’s shirt actually fit me and was still not snug on my body, I guess all of those muscles took a lot of space. I took a deep breath, trying to ease the nervousness I felt at having to go out like this. I was covered appropriately but I was still showing some skin, like my thighs. It didn't help either that the shirt smelled exactly like him. It almost felt like he was the one wrapped around me instead. I wish I had something else to wear.“Beggars can't be choosers, Reign.” I mumbled to myself. A knock on the door startled me and it opened before I could even form a thought. My eyes wide
REIGN’S POV No way. There was no way in hell. Ivan and I glanced at each other in disbelief. I was just joking. It was just fun remembering all the books I have read. The fact that it was happening as I said it was really creepy. Or maybe the receptionist was mistaken.I laughed. “Come on, that was funny. Are you trying to go along with my joke?”The receptionist shook her head. “I am serious, ma'am. All of our rooms are really booked except one.”Ivan glared accusingly at me. “You jinxed it.”I spluttered. “I had no idea. I was just saying. How could I have known things like this really happen?”“Throw your books in the damn river, lady.” Ivan scoffed and gently massaged his forehead. I scowled. “Leave my books out of this. What do we do now?”“We're taking it, do we have a choice?” Ivan rolled his eyes and nodded at the receptionist in confirmation.“What? How can we sleep in the same room together?” I gasped. “I would never do that.”“It's a suite, Reign.” Ivan said in a duh tone
IVAN’S POVI was pissed, fuming, infuriated, annoyed and every other word synonymous to angry. First it was that thing that referred to herself as the better Anderson sister when she can't even hold a flame to a strand of Melanie's hair, yapping her mouth and irritating me.Then it was that overly happy Henry who can't take a hint, talking to Reign when it was obvious we had somewhere to be. That was why I was upset. I wanted to go home already but they had me stand there for minutes while they talked about useless things. He wanted to get to know her better? Doesn't he have any pending work that needs his attention? At least Reign knew better than to take him up on his offer.And what? We were just acquaintances? We were more than that. We were housemates, we were business partners, if we consider the fact that we signed a contract together, regardless of the content. How dare she reduce us to mere acquaintances?Reign sneezed beside me. “Damn, who is cursing me in their head?”I res
REIGN'S POV Ivan didn't stop, despite how much I called for him until we got to where the valet parked his car. He was really pissed this time. I was jogging while he was just walking but I still didn't manage to catch up to him. “Hey, it's not nice letting me run after you in heels.” I scowled. I sighed and bit my lips, wondering how to apologize to him. “Look, I'm so sorry this turned out to be such a disaster but I promise you if we go back in there, I'm going to sit right beside you so you can have peace for the rest of the dinner.”“No. Get in the car, let's go home.” He said, opening his car. I pushed it close and rested on it, unintentionally getting in his space. Unlike what I expected, Ivan didn't move an inch, not caring that we were almost pressed together. “Come on, let's give it another try. It would be rude to leave just like that.”“Like I give a fuck. And don't lecture me on rudeness when you've been letting that thing get away with the words she was throwing at you