LIANA The two of us turned to look, only to find it was Jordan. “Oh, I didn't know Liana was here.” Jordan walked to us and gave me a greeting smile. “I hope you are doing well.” I gave a small smile to him. “Yes, I am.” I was about to ask him how he was as well, but a thought occurred to me, “Wait, why did you say this to me just now?” He usually started by asking how I was, today it was as if he knew I was having a hard time. “Oh,” Jordan glanced at Zaylen and said, “Zay told me what James and Lara were up to last night.” “I see,” I mumbled. “Wait, Zay? Are you two actually close?” “See, I was not lying when I said I was friends with the boss. But none of you ever believe me.” Jordan shook his head in disappointment. “I believe you now.” I chuckled. “Now that I know what Zaylen is really like, I can see why it's not impossible to befriend him.” “See, he's not the monster you all claim him to be,” Jordan said, grinning proudly. “Excuse me? You all talk behind my back like
LIANA Zaylen and I decided to go out for dinner tonight — obviously to discuss our revenge plan. Nothing more than that, no matter what Jordan said. It wasn’t a date. Once, I got out of Zaylen’s office, Jordan called me from behind. “Liana, wait.” “Yes?” “Actually, Zay texted me this morning and told me to change your desk. I forgot to mention this just now. Anyway, so your new desk is near Sara and Kiara,” Jordan told me, while I arched an eyebrow. “Yeah, I know, they are in a different department.” “Wouldn't I be far away from my team?” I asked in concern. “Close enough to the others on the marketing team but far away from those two cheaters,” Jordan clarified. “Thank you for that. Really, I mean it.” I was so relieved, and it must have shown on my face as Jordan talked further. “Yeah, I can imagine what a nightmare it must be to work on that table where—you know what? Let's not talk about trash and let me guide you to your new desk.” I laughed lightly as he started walking
LIANA Zaylen’s eyes lingered on mine for a minute before he turned to James. “Stop bothering somebody hard at work, James, and get back to work, unless you want me to start docking your pay, or worse, fire you.” James dashed away, and I giggled at that scene. “Thank you,” I whispered almost in an inaudible tone. Zaylen twitched his lips and handsomely put his hands in his pocket. “Listen. I won’t come back to the office today after lunch.” “Huh?” Disappointment flushed all over me. Did it mean our dinner da—discussion for revenge was canceled today? “But don’t worry,” his words brought me out of my trance. “I will come pick you up when you are done, okay?”I could feel the heat surge into my cheeks as I nodded. Sparing one last glance at me, he left. I was about to touch my cheek, but I looked around to find everyone curiously staring at me, probably wondering what Zaylen said as we were whispering. I saw Lara squinting her eyes while James had his fists clenched. Oh, so t
LIANA After my conversation with Sara and Kiara, I realized how much fun it was just to idly gossip with girls. It reminded me of my fun high school. After that, everything went downhill. Even though I tried to be happy with just Lara as my friend, it obviously hurt to think nobody else wanted to be my friend. It took a burden off my chest to know that I wasn't the problem. It had always been Lara, who created trouble for me. Sara and Kiara were helping me realize that. After work, Zaylen actually came to pick me up from the office. I didn't know why I doubted he wouldn't. I was low-key expecting him to drop me a text like “Sorry, can't make it,” like James used to do. So my heart fluttered when I received the text from Zaylen. Zaylen: Come to the parking lot. I am here. I took my purse and made my way to the elevator. James never really used to pick me up after work. The few times he said he would, he disappointed me every time, and he was an expert at coming up with plausible
LIANA I arched an eyebrow. Sorry? How can Lara be apologetic within a day? Didn't she just taunt me about shifting to Zayden earlier? “Please forgive me. I made a mistake, I know,” she started speaking. “It’s just that I liked James so much and… I also couldn’t give up on our friendship. So I ended up doing that. I am so sorry…” she burst into tears. “Please give me one more chance. I won't fuck it up anymore.” “You can even have James back. I told you, right? I won't go within ten meter radius of us ever again, even if I like him so much. I will give up on the man I love for your sake. Let's just be friends again, please. I can't imagine my life without you in it,” she cried. Her tears weren't fooling anybody, and I was the last person to be fooled by her anymore. I found her tears to be crocodile tears. However, even I can play the game. So I pretended to be heartbroken as I said, “I know, Lara. I know you… and I am so sorry to have been rude to you earlier. I know in the dee
LIANA We reached a really nice restaurant. After placing our orders, we began eating our starters with light conversations. “I don’t understand one thing,” Zaylen started, “Why didn’t James break up with you if he liked Lara?” “Apparently, he claims to love me and Lara, both of us,” I let out. Zaylen had a look of disgust for a moment before rolling his eyes. “How stupid can one be?” he murmured. I continued eating as I said, “You know, James’s dad left his family in a huge debt. He told me he had a really hard time growing up with his mother and sister. There were days where his family had to starve and he couldn't afford to buy nice clothes. So he worked really hard to get into a good university and land a good job. When I got to know about it, I felt so sad. So I ended up offering to help him out.” Zaylen’s eyes lingered at me in amusement. “You decided to help him financially? That guy really lost a gem.” “Well, I told him there was no need for interest and he could pay me
LIANA “You still didn’t tell me what we should do with Lara,” Zaylen pointed out. “Right. We need to find more information on her because Lara isn’t the type to be hurt so easily. Even if she lost her job, she would manage to survive that somehow. She has ways.” “Then how about we target her family like James’s?” he suggested. “Lara doesn’t even have a family. She grew up with a distant relative and left that house when she became eighteen. That’s how she always garnered sympathy from others,” I informed him, and he nodded, understanding the scenario. “In that case, I know a good private investigator. I will ask that person to do a background check on Lara. And just to be safe, James as well,” he stated. “Okay, thank you. I don't know how I would have managed to dig information on Lara, otherwise.” “I told you that I would help you. This is the least I can do for you since you have already taken it upon yourself to handle James.” “I would still like some help if James bothers
LIANA My phone chimed in. When I checked, it was a text from Zaylen. Zaylen: Are you okay? It’s been a long time. I stared at the text momentarily. I sighed, realizing I had no option. Zaylen was my last resort. Now I have to deal with such a day where I have to inform my boss that I got my period but no tampons. Liana: Zaylen, I am stuck in the restroom. I got my period and I have no tampons. I finally typed and sent the message after sucking in a deep breath, trying to digest my embarrassment. Zaylen left my message on seen. Probably he was dumbstruck, not knowing what to reply to this text? Was it a bad decision? After some time, I saw he was typing something. Zaylen: Don’t worry. Just wait. I rolled my eyes at his text. Saying ‘Don’t worry’ wouldn’t magically disappear my worries. That’s so stupid! How will he understand what I am going through? What is he even gonna do? Did he think if I waited a few minutes, my periods would be gone? I tried to wait patiently,
LIANAThe morning sun poured through the curtains, casting a gentle light across our bedroom. I woke up to the soft, familiar hum of the world outside, the sound of birds chirping in the distance. I turned to see Zaylen sleeping beside me, his face relaxed in peaceful slumber. The sight of him always filled me with a profound sense of contentment and love.I stretched, carefully sliding out of bed to avoid waking him. Today wasn’t just any day—it was a day I had looked forward to for a long time. The house was still, the calm before the storm of our bustling family life. I tiptoed down the hallway, my heart swelling with excitement as I made my way to the nursery.Our twins had brought a new kind of joy into our lives, their arrival a culmination of love and anticipation. The nursery was painted in soft pastel colors, with a cozy crib in the corner and shelves lined with toys and books. The gentle hum of the white noise machine filled the room, blending with the soft sunlight filte
LIANA It was mid-morning, and the office was bustling with the usual activity. The gentle hum of conversation and the clacking of keyboards filled the air, but I could barely focus on anything other than the growing discomfort and irritability that had become a constant companion over the past few weeks. I sat at my desk, my fingers drumming impatiently on the surface. The pile of paperwork before me seemed to mock my inability to concentrate. I sighed heavily, feeling a wave of frustration wash over me. Zaylen, ever observant, noticed my agitation from his office. He appeared at my desk, a look of concern etched on his face. “Hey, baby. How’s it going?” I glanced up, trying to muster a polite smile. “Just peachy,” I said, though the words were more of a snarl than anything else. “If you consider battling an insurm
LIANA The next few days, I couldn’t shake a strange feeling. I was more tired than usual, and the scent of coffee, which I normally loved, was suddenly making me nauseous. Sara noticed my discomfort. “Liana, are you feeling okay?” she asked, her brow furrowed with concern. “I’m fine, just a bit tired” I replied, trying to brush it off. “Been feeling nauseous and my head is pounding these last few days.” Sara gave me a knowing look. “Maybe you should take a pregnancy test.” I blinked, surprised by her suggestion. “A pregnancy test?” She nodded. “There might be a possibility.” The idea was both thrilling and terrifying. Could it be possible? I decided to take Sara’s advice to heart. During my lunch break, I headed to the pharmacy just a few blocks away. The fluorescent lights and the hum of the store seemed unusually bright as I picked out a pregnancy test kit. My heart raced with a mix of excitement and anxiety as I made my way back to the office, clutchin
LIANAThe past few months had flown by in a blissful haze. Our honeymoon had taken us from the Maldives to the enchanting streets of Paris, and finally, to the serene countryside of Tuscany. Each day had been filled with love, laughter, and unforgettable moments. But now, it was back to reality—our reality, where Zaylen and I were not only husband and wife but also Alpha and Luna, and for the time being, colleagues.I walked into the office, the familiar scent of coffee and paper filling the air. As I made my way to my desk, I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves. This was our first day back after the long honeymoon, and though I was eager to dive back into work, I couldn’t ignore the butterflies in my stomach.Zaylen’s office door was slightly ajar, and as I passed by, I saw him sitting behind his desk, engrossed in a document. He looked up, catching my eye, and a slow, mischievous smile spread across his face.“Good morning, my Luna,” he called out, his
LIANAThe following morning, we decided to explore more of the city. After a quick breakfast, we set off to visit the Louvre Museum. As we walked through the grand halls, admiring the masterpieces, Zaylen kept me close, his hand never leaving mine."Look at this one," he said, pointing to a painting. "Doesn't it remind you of one of our dates?"“The one we had just before you proposed to me?” I asked to be sure. As he nodded, I laughed, remembering that endearing evening. "It does. We have come a long way, haven't we?""We have," he agreed, his eyes softening as he looked at me. "And I wouldn't change a thing."We continued our tour, losing ourselves in the beauty of the art and the history that surrounded us. As we exited the museum, we found a street vendor selling crepes. Zaylen insisted on buying one for each of us, and we sat on a nearby bench, enjoying the sweet treat."These are delicious," I said, licking a bit of Nutella from my fingers."Almost as sweet as you," Zaylen tea
LIANAThe Eiffel Tower stood tall and majestic against the twilight sky, its twinkling lights casting a romantic glow over the city of Paris. I marveled at the sight, my heart swelling with awe and excitement. Our long honeymoon had brought us from the tropical paradise of the Maldives to the enchanting streets of Paris, and I couldn't have been happier.Zaylen and I strolled hand in hand along the Seine River, the soft murmur of French conversations and the distant sound of street musicians creating a magical atmosphere. He looked dashing in a tailored suit, and I felt like a princess in my flowing dress."Isn't this beautiful?" I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder."It is," he agreed, pressing a kiss to my temple. "But not as beautiful as you."I blushed, my heart fluttering at his words. "Always the charmer.""For you, always," he replied with a playful wink.As we walked, we passed a quaint café with outdoor seating. Zaylen tugged me toward it. "How about a little dessert?"
LIANAThe soft rustling of palm trees and the rhythmic lapping of waves greeted me as I stepped onto the sunlit balcony. The warm, salty breeze of the Maldives caressed my face, bringing with it a sense of serene contentment I hadn't felt in years. The crystal-clear waters stretched out endlessly, a shimmering expanse of turquoise that promised days of relaxation and intimate moments with Zaylen.I leaned against the railing, closing my eyes and letting the sounds of paradise envelop me. A gentle smile tugged at my lips as I thought of Zaylen still asleep in our villa, the man who had turned my world upside down in the best way possible."Liana?" Zaylen's voice, husky with sleep, reached me, making my heart flutter.I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his dark hair tousled and his eyes still heavy with sleep. He looked so different from the domineering, fierce leader I had first met. Here, he was just Zaylen, my husband, the man I loved with all my heart."Good morning, sle
LIANAToday was the day—the day Zaylen and I would finally stand before our loved ones, pledging our hearts to each other in marriage. The anticipation and excitement in the air were palpable, mingling with the fragrant scents of blooming flowers and the soft rustle of leaves. Our wedding was set against a backdrop of lush greenery, the venue a picturesque garden that seemed to be alive with joy and celebration.The sun shone brightly, casting a warm, golden glow over everything. The ceremony was to be held in a charming outdoor setting, with a floral arch adorned with cascading white roses and delicate greenery. The aisle, lined with white rose petals, led to a beautifully decorated altar where Zaylen and I would exchange our vows.I took a deep breath, feeling the flutter of nervous excitement in my stomach as I prepared to walk down the aisle. Noelle, radiating beauty even with her eight-month baby bump, adjusted her position next to me. She looked stunning in her deep emerald g
LIANAThe morning sun filtered through the canopy of trees, casting dappled light across the campsite. The soft, golden rays glinted off the sparkling surface of the waterfall, creating a mesmerizing display of light and water. The gentle roar of the falls provided a soothing soundtrack as the water cascaded into a clear, shimmering pool below.The campsite, nestled beside this natural wonder, was waking up with the day. The cool, fresh air carried the crisp scent of pine and morning dew. The grass was still damp from the night, and the tents stood slightly crumpled, evidence of a night spent in cozy slumber.Trevor, ever the early riser and mischief-maker, had a gleam in his eye as he set his plan into motion. He crept quietly towards Zaylen, who was enjoying a leisurely breakfast by the fire, unaware of the prank that was about to unfold. Trevor had filled a bucket with water and carefully rigged it to tip over when Zaylen’s chair was moved.I observed from a distance, sipping my