Xavier's POV, My mother's gaze and that of Kitara were sternly fixed on me and Kitara's eyes became bloodshot. Her smile meant jealousy; it was transparent in her every gaze, and her eyes were locked into mine. I sighed and shifted my gaze to my mother. The look on her face was normal, but I knew how cold she was. She might not reveal it, but I knew what was going on in her mind; she picked up the teacup and took another sip. The phone had stopped ringing, but I was unable to pick it up; I would be completely speechless while on the phone. So there was no point in picking it. "Sit down Xavier," her voice was calm this time. "Take a seat over there," she motioned her hand towards the chair that Gina sat on. "Is there any problem?" My face was engulfed with a frown. "Have your seat," she insisted on the word and I looked into her eyes. But those eyes were void. "Sure," I heaved a sigh. "I would do that." "Did you actually lie to–" Kitara was forced to stop in the middle of h
Xavier's POV, It felt like I was stuck on the ground the more I tried moving, what the fuck is this?! Kitara had reached my mom and I was just about five inches away from where they were. My mom just stood there, without blinking, with no sign of fear; her eyes were fixed on Kitara and nothing else, but Kitara stopped abruptly. "You can use this to kill me," she handed over the knife to my mom and the latter just looked at it and scoffed. "I thought you were going to send that into my body," she chuckled lightly. "You know, I've come face to face with death, I've experienced betrayal, and at the same time, I've betrayed people." She paused and smirked. "So it would not be a surprise to me if you did stab me," she spoke with a piercing stare. "But just pray I don't survive it, because if I do," she stopped and smiled. "If you do?" Kitara replied to her almost immediately. "Then you should commit suicide before I visit you," she gritted her teeth. "Same goes for anyone who dares
Xavier's POV, "What is it about?" I asked her, still in a calm tone but Gina was not taking it in an easy tone. She seemed to be broken, like her heart had already shattered into a million pieces. "What is it that you wanna ask Gina," I muttered under my breath, still in a cool tone, but tears just welled up in the corner of Gina's eyes. "Ha…have you ever prayed for Mom's death before?" She stuttered in pain. I knew it was stupid of her to ask that question, but it was her emotion that was speaking here; I could not blame her through her words. I mean, she's in her mid-twenties, so it's all right. "Have you?" She questioned me again and I was pulled out from my thoughts. "Yeah?" I looked at her with a pitiful glance. "Don't give me those eyes right now," her voice was coated in pain. "Just give answers to my question." She smiled for a moment before it turned to a frown. "I know it's okay for you to be mad but," I paused for a moment before heaving a sigh. "But you don't
Almyra's POV, Finally, D-Day is here, It's funny how time passes away in the blink of an eye; three days are all gone. I was still in my room since the party would be hosted by my brothers and not me, I picked up my phone as my thoughts jolted to Aurora and Rachel. Why the fuck would I forget them? I mean, they made life interesting for me when Xavier and I were apart from each other. I picked up my phone and dialed Aurora's number and she picked it in one ring. "Hey," my voice was calm, even though I had just woken up. "Good morning ma," her voice sounded mystical. Is she surprised that I was calling her? It wouldn't be abnormal to me if she was because this was just the second time I had called her since she started working in Quantum Spheres. So bad of me. "So umm, there would be a party at my place," I cleared my throat. "And I would like you to come." "Really?!" She questioned in a happy tone. "I'd be honored," her voice sounded like honey, sweet and soothing. "Thank y
Almyra's POV, The lights blurred my vision from seeing who that was but I narrowed my gaze to who it was before a hiss escaped my lips on seeing who it was. It was Cole, who the fuck invited that dude?! I knew my brothers loved him so it's possible that they could be the one. Well, they are the host, and it's not like dude is here to do any harm. I walked into my room after I saw who it was, and I shut the door behind me before l let out a sigh. My stomach had started to grumble, so early? Wow! I walked towards the mini fridge and picked up a bottle of water, it was refreshing contradictory to the hunger. I knew I was going to be called out in an hour our two to be cheered for, oh my gosh! It's not supposed to be a day of disappointment, I walked into the bathroom and showered, everyone drop of water sent ease down my spine. I finally got out from the bathroom and cleaned up. This was the hardest part, the selection of cloth, should have done this shit since yesterday and n
Almyra's POV Malum was about to work out of my presence before I held him by the wrist and finally, he looked away from Xavier and set his gaze on me. “Let them in,” I spoke in a warm tone. “At the very least, it's for celebration and nothing else.” I added. “What do you mean by that?!” Malum grinned as he tried to suppress his voice. He was pissed, it was crystal clear in his eyes, even his voice. “Are you just gonna launch a punch on him?” I scoffed. “Come on, you can do better than that.” “It's fine if you wanna do anything actually,” I let go of his wrists and shrugged. He looked at me in annoyance and returned the scoff in an annoying way. Malum's anger never subsided. It's a good thing I informed my brothers already, Xavier was right after all. Even this huge room might not contain them if I hadn't told them earlier on before inviting Xavier. “Malum,” my voice was barely above a whisper. He looked at me with a look of disgust on his face. I know he cares for me so muc
Almyra's POV, I was still looking at my brothers when Xavier spoke again. “May I join you?” He questioned in a seductive and relaxing tone. “Sure,” I smiled and motioned my hand towards the seat at my front. “It's all yours.” “Well, I thought someone was going to take my place,” he ran his hands through his hair before he smirked. “If I had not come sooner.” He added. “Who else do you think was going to take your place?” I questioned him with a slight chuckle. He shrugged with a furrowed eyebrow. “It could be anyone, I don't know.” “Do you think I'm a whore?” I asked with a disgusting look plastered on my face. “You are only lucky to have me in your life once more,” I took a sip of the cocktail in my cup before hissing flatly. “Thank you my lady,” his voice echoed in my ears before I smiled. “You are always welcome,” my voice was infused with warmth. At the very least, I can say I'm also happy with his presence. We looked at each other closely for a minute or more before he s
Almyra's POV, "Why don't you take your seat before you ask?" I looked at him above me before I flushed my hair backward. "Are you sure you want me to," he stopped, before taking a deep breath. "Are you sure about that?" I hit my forehead in annoyance. "Oh my gosh Cole! Have your seat man." "That was rash but trust me I've seen more than that," his voice was barely above a whisper. He came to my front before letting out a slight sigh. "What do you want to ask me?" I looked into his eyes in anticipation. "Do you still want to ask the question?" He nodded his head. "Yeah, of course I still wanna ask you the question." "Then go on with it while I'm open for it," my tone was vevetly soft. "It's about you and your ex," he looked into my eyes and took a sip of his drink. "Why does that even matter right now?" I questioned with a hint of disgust in my voice. "That should be the least of your worries Cole." "You know I said something about him at the high-end conference right?" Hi