Isabella (Nicole)’s Point of View: “Yes, I will drink and I will get it myself,” I said to one of the guys who was trying to get me a drink in the bar. I turned around and looked at Cole and his friends sitting at a table at a distance. I had just excused myself a few seconds before to get my drink when this guy walked up to me, offering a drink—with some hidden terms, for sure. He shrugged and left me alone. I exhaled and went to take my drink before heading back to the table. As I was just about to reach back, I noticed someone sitting at the farthest table. He was looking at me continuously, his eyes focused without even blinking. I looked back at the person in a similar way. Even if I couldn’t see him well because of the distance, he seemed to be familiar. The man looked away as soon as I stared back and I looked down. Maybe I was just being paranoid for no reason. I shook my head and was about to check on the person, just in case, but Charlie suddenly called me: “Hey, Nico
Nicole (Isabella)’s Point of View: Cole joined our lips in a passionate kiss. My hands went up in his hair as I pulled him closer. He grabbed me by my neck and continued kissing for a good thirty seconds. “Cole…” I whispered. He pulled back and looked into my eyes. His brown eyes were vivid, more intense than anything I’ve ever seen. To think I had never noticed them before was stupidly weird. He breathed heavily as he looked at my lips. “Say something.” I bit my lower lip in confusion and he chuckled. “What you tryna do, Nicole?” I looked up at him and took a deep breath. “N—nothing, I…”“Are you—do you like someone else?” He asked with a worried face. “I—” I looked down. It was a difficult question, considering the circumstances. Achilles—someone who has never left my mind for the last days, was sure as hell a complicated person in my life. But I didn’t like him, not after what he did. And how could I let him stop me from living my life? Wasn’t the entire purpose of coming
Nicole's POV:After taking a refreshing bath, I headed to work. When I arrived, Cole was already busy working, and his face lit up with a smile as soon as he saw me. I made my way to the serving counter and started assisting the customers. Cole came up behind me."You look really beautiful, Nic," he complimented.I blushed and glanced down. "You're not so bad yourself."He shook his head and chuckled before going off to serve the food. Meanwhile, I took a deep breath, feeling like I was almost mentally cheating on him.What was wrong with me? The dream I had last night was incredibly sinful, and despite knowing it was wrong in so many ways, the worst part was that it actually fe
Isabelle’s point of View:“Is—Isabelle Roman?” I heard him say with shock in his voice.I froze too, not knowing how to react. I didn’t know my past would catch up with me so fast.“I—”“Wow,” He interrupted my slow murmur and chuckled. “I genuinely feel so stupid right now, Ni—Isabelle. I mean, uh…” He got up and I did too, trying to stop if he was leaving as he continued, “...you were so convincing.”“I was—there’s a reason, Cole. Just lemme explain, please.”
Isabella’s Point of View:I reached the airport early in the morning the next day. It was still an hour before the flight time, so I was in long lines to pass the security and airline ticket check. My mind was already so polluted by thoughts on where and how I would find my mother — if I would be able to.And then came the worst part: I really wanted to avoid Achilles at all costs. My trip to Kansas was horrible with Chloe, Matt and him.Suddenly my phone rang and I was shocked to find the name “Stefan”. Seriously? He didn’t call me the last two weeks and now he suddenly remembered me when I was leaving?At 6 in the morning!?I picked it up.
Isabelle’s Point of View:“Wouldn’t you, Nicole?”Confused, I turned around. It was obviously…“You look different,” I suddenly blurted out, without another thought.“Different good or different bad?”“Neither,” I kept a straight face. “How do you know which name I had on my ID, Achilles?”He walked over to me and I tried to not flinch when he whispered against my ear: “Let’s talk somewhere else, shall we?”I stepped a
Isabelle’s Point of View:“So every fucking thing that happened between us was for a deal?” I interrupted him, my thoughts taking over my tone.“That’s not true, Isabelle—”“Shut up!” I shouted as I came to an epic realisation. It was not only the fact that he dismantled my life from the root, took away all the opportunities I had in my career, and made me leave my home country—but also that he seduced me and took my virginity—all for a fucking deal?“Is—” He stood up and took a step toward me, his hand stretching up in defence.
Achilles’ Point of View:“Anna,” I said as I grabbed her attention. She looked at me with a cold gaze, her eyes fixed with boldness and her posture serious. I hadn’t seen her in a while, but the last time I did—she wasn’t like this.“Achilles,” Her voice had also changed a bit. It seemed to be more mature, but not in sound—more like in tone. She was more confident. “It’s been a while.”“I suppose,” I replied. “Why are you here?”“Remember when you told me I had nothing of myself?” She took a dominant step toward me. “Well I wanna challenge you.”