Tracy's POVDescending from the stairs, Kian's voice echoed through the house, "Kian, have you taken your drugs?" I queried, stomping harder on the stairs."No, Mom, I will when I'm done with my schoolwork.""How often will I tell you to take a break from schoolwork," I demanded, with furrowed eyebrows, arms crossing my chest tightly"I'm sorry, momma, but I love my schoolwork, and I know that I must study hard to make you and Uncle Garvin and Aunty Lisa proud." He pressed, caressing my cheeks with gentle strokes."I see. Now I have to share my child with the crowd," I teased, pinching his cheeks playfully.No, momma, he exclaimed, I love you the most, and I'm studying hard for you, he insisted, cupping my face in his little palms, "but you do know that Uncle Garvin and Aunty Lisa are more like family to us.""Look at you sounding all mature," I pinched his cheeks harder."Ouch! Momma, it hurts," he protested, wiggling futilely to free himself from my grip."I'm sorry," putting my han
Tracy's POV"This!" I gestured to the dress the girls was holding up for me. This is the new design," I announced, a loud round of applause erupting from the cheering crowd."Can I have this," a lady whose face I could not quite figure out in the crowd yelled, waving her card at me."No," I smiled, "this is currently the only piece available, but I'll issue a public notice for when many pieces are designed." The crowd went into an uproar, clearly dissatisfied with the update. "But..." I continued that other designs are yet to be implemented in the marketplace. You can meet the sales rep to check the samples and make your payments." With that, I slipped off the stage and entered the crowd to attend to my guests. "Tracy, come over here," Garvin waved as he beckoned to me. He was standing tall in an ox-blood-colored shirt and dark gray pants. His natural blonde hair was dropping in an honest, unstyled manner.Dropping my glass of juice with one of the waitpeople, I ambled towards the
Kia's POVHer hips swung from left to right as she sashayed towards a group of men. Her kneel-length peach-colored dress clung tightly to her curves, the dress's color complimenting her fair skin. Her hair fell over her shoulders in a wavy curl and swung as she walked. My gaze did not leave her as men and women fawned over in an attempt to get an autograph signed or for collaborations. "I'm sorry, but I do not know you," her words resounded. The image of her face was imprinted in her mind. I returned to my seat, watching her from afar to avoid attracting people's attention. Her smile was radiant as she spoke, lighting her entire face with warmth and joy."Kia.. Kia, is something bothering you?" Hazel's shrill voice came behind me, tapping my shoulders as she spoke."Geez, Hazel, must you show your lack of culture everywhere, I snapped, turning abruptly to her, eyes filled with range."someone's in a sour mood; alright, I'll let ya be," she hissed, taking a long sip of her cocktail dr
Tracy's POVHe is walking towards me, each strut eluding confidence and commanding power, causing my heart to beat; I feel my heart threatening to burst out of my chest. I struggled to keep my gaze down as he approached me, my heart racing to a million miles. Was he coming to ask me for a dance? Or has he learned that I was expectant when I left?It shocked me when he called my name earlier, and my heart did a million summersaults at the mention of my name from his mouth. It was more like my name was meant to be pronounced just by him. "Do you not know me?" Confusion was written all over his face, and it was unlike Kia to be confused. Pretending not to enjoy the feeling-- the feeling of his eyes searching my face. The sense of the need for me to recognize who he was. These were the privileges that came with power-- suddenly, everyone is fawning over you, and no one cares about your background or whose daughter you are. Garvin walked past me, and I grabbed his arm stylishly, hooki
Tracy's POVI lay in bed twirling all night, thoughts of Kia's appearance robbing me of all the sleep I should have been getting...Why was he here? I had asked myself that question several, but I still couldn't provide the answers to them.Of all places, why did you come here? If only he knew I didn't come here, I was chosen to be here. If only he knew how much hardships I had gone through."But the mate bond," Crystal trailed off.Scratch that Crystal. Fuck the damn bond.He must have gotten a new partner after all. Or even worse, get married to Amber.I did notice that he was sitting with a lady earlier, though when I tried getting a better look at her, she was no longer there. I was seeing things again, I concluded.Kia was no longer a part of my life, and he didn't deserve to be a part of my life or Kia
Kia's POV. Staring at the contact address card, I thought the meeting with Tracy at the party hadn't gone too well. It was more like she had morphed into a completely different person. The light in her eyes was still there, but her entire personality had changed. My behavior towards her when she lived here wasn't entirely pleasant. If you want something badly, you won't give up, right? I stared at my reflection in the mirror, adjusting the collar of my blue vintage shirt that I parked with black jean shorts. Letting my hair fall naturally, I didn't want it to look like I was trying to make an impression on her, so I opted for a casual dress. But as I let my engine roar to life, leaving its mark behind as I drove out, I began to guess my outfit choice second. "Did you deliver the flowers to the address as I had instructed?" I clarified from my driver, rubbing my hands together nervously. ---- Confirming from her receptionist that she was in the office, I stepped in, waiting f
Kia's POV.Why would she, of all places, live with Garvin? From everything I've gathered, she is doing relatively well to afford a comfortable apartment. Was she really in a relationship with Garvin? And if so, why has she not bothered rejecting our mate bond, or was she waiting for the right occasion?"So, sir, do you still want to go there?""Yes, yes, take me there.""Should I call for backup?""And why is that?""Just in case, sir.""In case of what? Use your words, Kyle." I snapped, not in the mood for suspense."Just in case they get aggressive.""But we aren't going with a war proposal, are we?""So that means no backup?""No backup." I insisted."Plus, we wouldn't be going in. We
Tracy's POV.If he wasn't mine, then whose child was he?" Kian's voice echoed through the entire compound. Strands from his Chestnut wavy hair fell all over his face as the veins on his forehead throbbed, threatening to burst out of his head. Why do you even care, huh? Why do you care?" My voice threatened to bring down the building. The nerve of him to show up demanding who Kian was. He paced back and forth, running a hand through his hair as he did, "Now tell me, tell me how old that baby is." his teeth seemed like they were going to shatter from the force of the gritted teeth."He is two years old," shrugging my shoulders like it was no big deal. I dragged my eyes behind Kia, observing the guards. Thankfully, they seemed livid at the ongoing exchange between Kia and me."Kia, leave now," my outstretched arms pointed towards the gate. "You can not deny the fact that the kid is a spitting image of me, Tracy," he inched forward, shaking me violently as if wanting his words to sink