"Hey guys!" A cute looking guy in his early twenties whose two tiger teeth showed when smiling said as he stepped into the room.He was Andy Morgan, the band's bassist and also my childhood friend together with Chris.Following right behind was a girl with a sweet and innocent looking appearance on whose face hung a soft smile.She was none other than Jenna Thompson, the band's keyboardWith an obscure expression on my face, I let my eyes linger on the latter. Looking at her harmless appearance, no one could have ever thought that she would actually do such a thing, at least, I had never even dreamt of that possibility. To me, all the three people here weren't just my band mates, there were also my very important friends who I held dear even more than my so-called family. So, the thought... no, it was a fact... the fact that one of them had betrayed me sent me reeling.I had agreed to Chris's suggestion to come here only for one reason - to get an explanation and maybe give this frie
JENNAListening to Andy's tattletale, I only cursed him in my heart for not knowing how to keep his mouth shut however, I wasn't at all worried that I would be misunderstood by the others, namely Valeria and Chris. That might be the case in the beginning when I just joined and always acted and spoke cautiously for fear that I would give out the wrong impression and also because I was afraid they would discover the real intention behind why I had joined the ban. However, I am not sure if it was because I had came to them when they really needed someone, but I gradually came to realize in the long run that they really had accepted and treated me like a true member of their crew, family background and status apart. It was from then on that I relaxed and stopped acting so cautiously around them and finally managed to completely integrate into the group.The confidence that I only had come up with a casual excuse coupled with my deceptive appearance and that they would all believe me was
VALERIA'Shit!' I cursed in my heart the moment Jenna blurted out the fact that I was married. From the corner of my eyes, I even caught Andy spatting out the pastry he was munching on in shock.Like I had said earlier on, I still haven't been able to come up with a way to come clean about my impromptu marriage to my two childhood friends. Actually, Andy wouldn't pose much of a problem since the heartless guy barely cared about anything else other than eating and having fun but Chris... that was the real problem. In the long years of our friendship, I had come to discover that he didn't like it very much when I hid things like this from him. An example would be like when I had decided to date my first and last boyfriend, Ethan and had unintentionally forgot to tell Chris about it, with him finding out only when he coincidentally saw me and Ethan behaving somewhat intimate together.He had gotten so angry that he had even ended up ignoring me for more than a week. Since then, I tried
VALERIAOn stepping out of the private room, I had no plans to head out immediately since I remembered Zane saying he would be in the room next door to ours.Standing in front of the above-mentioned room, I hesitated for a bit on debating whether he would still be inside or not. In the end, I however chose to knock on the door when I thought of the fact that although it has been a while since we got here and separated, it still wasn't long enough to make him so impatient that he would leave without informing me.After giving the door three gentle knocks, I patiently waited for a response. About a minute later, the door was opened from the inside and I came face-to-face with Zane's impeccable face. "Miss Hale. You are here." I heard him say while I was in a daze.Not sure if it was the lights or something else... but I can't help but feel that Zane looked even more sexier than usual tonight.Something seemed different about him... But what exactly was that?My gaze moved away from hi
ZANE'Did I hear Valeria say what I think she said?' " I thought to myself in disbelief."Miss Hale..." I couldn't help but call out questioningly.Before I could say or ask anything more, she cut me off and said while looking straight into my eyes."Call me Valeria and yes, you heard me right. I did ask you to... kiss me. So do it."Excitement bubbled inside of me on confirming that I had indeed heard her right. It was the excitement of a hunter when a prey finally walked into the trap he had meticulously set up. After so long, I could finally know whether Valeria Hale really had some kind of effect on my unspeakable condition.I should have taken action sooner but unfortunately, on the day we signed the agreement, she had made a condition that I was not allowed to touch her and although she still had no idea that I was actually her nominal husband, I had no intention of breaking that promise.So, just like what I had said that day - that what if she was the one who took the initi
VALERIAJust like a Chinese Proverb says, ‘Plans never keep up with changes’, that was exactly what happened to me after the kiss with Zane happened.After I ran back to my room that day, with my heart feeling like it was going to jump out of my chest any time soon, I made a resolution to avoid the man.I had always thought of Zane as a gentleman, however, the way he snatched the initiative from me after I kissed him followed by his stormy kiss made me realize that he was definitely not one. But I had no idea why his hidden badness only excited me even more.Although I had started the kiss as a way to determine whether Zane was sent to monitor me by Mr. Devil and to also see if I was indeed that attracted to him, it somehow ended up developing into something else... His kiss aroused something deeper in me and made me want to sink forever into his arms, in fact, I was sure that if I wasn't because of my sudden shortness of breath, I would hardly have been able to refuse even if the ki
ZANE"Godfather had a son?" I turned to ask to ask Mason Turner, my special assistant after watching Valeria step into the jet."Yes, Boss." He replied in affirmation, no longer using the 'sir' address he had used when Valeria was present.Actually, I also had no idea why I specially had instructed him not to address me as 'Boss' in her presence. But what I did know was that I definitely didn't want her getting the wrong idea about me.But that was even more ridiculous, wasn't it? After all, since when did I start caring about what other people thought of me.Not really wanting to dig deeply into my intention for doing so, I threw Mason another question."He went to the organization?"Mason replied yes again.After a minute silence, I let out a sneer."Seems like there are still some restless and insatiable rats scurrying around our midst.""Boss, you mean?" Mason asked with a thoughtful expression on his face."Is the location of the organization that easy to find and let's say it r
CHRIS As I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of my penthouse apartment, holding a glass of wine in my hand and staring absentmindedly outside, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind me but didn't bother turning around since I knew who it was.I waited until the footsteps had come to a stop a few steps away from me before asking in a faint voice, "What happened?""Sir. Miss Valeria just left Meteor City." My assistant, John reported respectfully. "With that man?" Despite already knowing the answer to the question I asked, I still asked stubbornly. It was probably because I hoped for a different answer. But..."Yes, she left together with him on his private jet."...sometimes, things just don't go the way you want."I understand. You can go." Without taking my gaze off outside, I waved my hand dismissively, signalling to John that he was no longer needed here.As I listened to the gradually receding footsteps, I gently set down the wine glass in my hands on the si
AARON“Sorry, can you repeat that again. I didn’t catch it the first time.”“You want to do what?” I looked at the woman in front of me—someone I called my sister—the way one would look at a lunatic.“I want to replace Valeria as Ria.”“You can make it work, right?”Okay. So my hearing was perfectly fine. I had heard her correctly.The way she put it—so casually, as if it were the most reasonable request—left me utterly befuddled.Is Vanessa… in her right mind?Genuinely puzzled, I blurted out the question before I could stop myself.I expected her to get angry at me, undeniably insulting as my question was, but to my surprise, she didn’t.‘I guess she also knew how crazy she sounded,’ I mused.“You only have to tell me whether you’re willing to help me or not,” she leaned forward, stubborn determination in her eyes.My answer was just as resolute, ”I won’t.”“I don’t know how you got this idea or the delusion that you can make it work, but I have no intention of going along with or p
VANESSAThe moment I stepped into class, I sensed something was off with the atmosphere and the way my classmates looked at me.Excitement. Curiosity. Gloating. Disdain.I stopped abruptly at the entrance, instinctively pulling back.The first two, I could understand and even welcomed, but the last two?What the hell was that about?My gaze swept across the room, and with each glance, my irritation deepened.Unable to stand being kept in the dark a second longer, I shot a look at Hannah and Paige—my friends, or rather, my minions—and gestured for them to follow me outside.In the empty classroom next door, I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at the duo standing in front of me, “Why were they looking at me like that?”Hannah and Paige exchanged a nervous glance, fueling my frustration.“Spill it,” I snapped.They flinched, but still hesitated, testing the limits of my patience.Especially with those looks—the gloating, the disdain—replaying in my mind and chipping away at my compos
DAMIANAs the warm water hit my skin and ran down my body, a subconscious sigh of comfort escaped my lips.After pulling an all-nighter for three days straight and finally closing a headache-inducing business deal in the early hours of the morning, I was beyond exhausted.All I wanted after getting out of the shower was a good sleep before my flight back home.But I had barely taken a step out when I heard a knock followed by my secretary, Vivian’s voice.“Come in," I said lazily after a brief pause, fastening my robe more securely in the process. Vivian might be married, middle-aged, and have been around me for a couple of years, but I still wasn't comfortable showing her too much of my skin.“Is there a problem?” I asked as she entered, for I had made it quite clear that I was not to be disturbed until it was time for my flight.“I apologize for intruding, but there’s a situation online that I think you ought to see.”With half-lidded eyes, I found my way to the sofa and took a seat
VALERIAIt was a girl in ponytail.Seeing everyone look in her direction, there was no embarrassment on her face. Instead, to my foreboding, the excitement in her eyes became more intense as she stared at me.The words she spoke next proved that I was right to feel that way.“The paparazzi revealed the true identity of Ria! Hurry and take a look—her identity would knock your socks off!”Upon hearing this, i wasn’t too panicked, after all, there have been so many fake reveals prior to today.‘This time is probably no different,’ I thought to myself.However, when I accidentally locked eyes with the girl and caught the fervor in her fixated gaze, I couldn’t help but take a step back silently. At the same time, the sense of foreboding in my heart grew stronger.Something… does feel different this time.‘To be on the safe side, I’d better make my escape while everyone is still distracted,’ I decided as my gaze swept around the crowd busy with their phones.Without a moment of delay, I ste
VALERIA“What's there to be unsure about? Slander or lies only exist if what's said isn't true. But tell me, Valeria—what part of it isn't?”“The part where you are married? Or the part where your husband is an old man?” Jenna shot back, her smile brimming with confidence.I remained unbothered, crossing my hand over my chest as I spoke, “You sound so confident that I'd find it a shame not to indulge your curiosity.”Jenna's grin widened in triumph.“To start with, you are right about one thing—I’m indeed married.”The crowd erupted in a flurry of gasps and murmurs .‘What the h*ll!’‘She’s really married?! Does that mean…?’‘She got married so early?’‘I guess she did marry for money after all.’‘Ugh, i can’t believe I used to admire a gold-digger like her. What a disappointment.’‘I have a hunch there might be a plot twist ahead, so I'll wait and see how things unfold.'‘Hold on... If she’s married, what about Chris? i thought they were an item?’Their comments came loud and clear,
VALERIAZane didn’t return home last night.This unsolicited tidbit was provided by Arlo while I ate breakfast this morning.Honestly speaking, the thought of asking for Zane's help when I saw Jenna’s post yesterday did cross my mind. After all, nothing could quash the rumors better than a clear picture of my so-called husband. But that thought lasted only a moment..First and foremost, our relationship was meant to be strictly business—a performance for the eyes of those who mattered. What's more, Zane had put up with years of being mischaracterized by the public as an old, dying CEO, which spoke volumes about how much he valued his privacy.With what reason or standing could I possibly ask him to make an exception for me?More importantly, after hearing him reiterate the true nature of our relationship yesterday, I can no longer bring myself to seek his help. The last thing I want is to be labeled or misunderstood as opportunistic.Fortunately, thanks to Sarah, I had other ways to d
ZANEHis eyes bloodshot and filled with remorse, Mason laboriously spat out another apology.But the sight wasn’t enough to soothe my anger—nor the overwhelming disappointment.As my trusted right-hand man, he knew better than anyone the things I detested most. Yet, he dared to suggest the one thing that topped the list.Releasing him, I rose from my seat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Gazing at the sprawling city below, I asked, “Do you still remember Eric?”I didn't need to look back to see the blood drain from his face. The name and the person had long become an unspoken scar for both of us. One time could never heal.“Of course, you remember. How can you not, when he was the one who took you in?” My tone softened slightly, though a trace of sadness crept into my heart.Eric was my best friend. Back then, godfather took both of us in at around the same time. We trained together, fought together and did everything side by side.He was the closest thing I had to family—so
VALERIA“I’ll take the legal route.”“Dealing with her through the law is indeed a good idea, but don’t you plan on confronting her first?” Andy asked.While tucking a rebellious strand of hair behind my ear, I replied nonchalantly, “I’m taking the legal route precisely because I don’t want to waste my time on pointless things. Besides, would confronting her change anything?”“No, it wouldn’t. it would only make things even more unpleasant than they already are.”“You do have a point,” Andy nodded in agreement as realization dawned on him. “But even if you don’t plan to, after she receives the court summons, she will definitely come find you.”“Then let her come,” Chris, who had been silent all along, interjected.His tone was plain and ordinary, nothing that should cause unease. Yet, for some reason, I found myself grabbing his sleeve with urgency, “Don’t do anything, Chris. Please.”He paused, his dark eyes flicking to mine with a flash of unclear emotion, before a familiar teasing
VALERIA“So is the Jenna you two talking about really that bandmate of yours?” Sarah once again interrupted my thoughts.“Yes, that’s her. She’s no longer a member of the band though. Or rather, our band is now disbanded; we’ll make an official announcement on our page later.”“That explains it then.”It was yet another enigmatic statement, which made me unable to help but wonder when Sarah developed a habit of speaking in circles.“That explains what? Can you explain more clearly?” I asked, my tone laced with no small amount of helplessness.In response, she scooted closer to me and then said in a conspiratorial tone, “Before I say anything, let me make this clear first—I’m definitely not trying to speak badly of her, since this is practically basic knowledge to those in the know.”“Note taken. Go ahead.”“So the thing is...,” she scooted even closer, “Jenna has always been jealous of you.”Noticing the dubious look I threw her, she didn’t panic and continued speaking, “I know you wo