Caleb's POVI walk into the house just in time to catch the end of Susan’s frustrated sigh. Of course, I had heard the monologue she had been having but that was not what I was going to talk about for now. She looks like she’s having a rough day, clinging to that pillow like it’s her best friend. “Where have you been?” she asks, eyes narrowing slightly.I let out a casual laugh, trying to lighten the mood. “Oh, just saving the world, you know? How was your day?” I kneel in front of her and gently take her feet in my hands. The moment I touch her, I can feel the tension dissolve a little.“It was long,” she says, a pout creeping back onto her face. “So long. Everyone expects me to be on fire all the time, and I’m just not.”I nod, rubbing her feet gently, trying to coax away the stress. “You know what? You are on fire. Like, a campfire,” I say, grinning as I try to lighten the mood more. “The cozy kind, perfect for roasting marshmallows.”She chuckles, but it’s still a small smile. “A
Aria’s POVI lie in the hospital bed, staring at the sterile white ceiling, trying to piece together my memories. The beeping of the machines is rhythmic but jarringly annoying. It’s hard to believe I’m here, all alone, when just a short while ago, I was on an island that felt like paradise. I can still remember the warmth of the sun, the laughter, and Sebastien’s smile, check that, The Fixer. I thought I fell in love. Now it feels like a cruel joke. I should have never even gone on that stupid vacation. I screwed up big time.Just as I start to close my eyes and surrender to sleep, my phone buzzes loudly. I jump, startled, and grab it from the table beside my bed. The screen lights up with the name of my agency. Cringing, I answer it. They were the last people I wanted to deal with but I had no choice. Also, couldn't they reach Maira?“Hello?” I say, feeling weary.“Aria! It’s Leo,” he says, sounding very urgent. “We need to meet with you as soon as possible!”“Why didn’t you call M
Emily’s POVI sit in my office, frustration mounting as I stare at the computer screen. My search for any information on Sebastien has led to dead ends. “Come on! There has to be something,” I mutter to myself, pounding my fist on the desk. I flip through website after website, but it’s like he’s a ghost. Every mention feels like it was scrubbed clean.Just then, my phone buzzes, and I glance at the screen. A strange number is calling. My heart races. Should I answer? I hesitate, the fear of the unknown squeezing my stomach. “What if it’s nothing?” I think, but then I remember why I’m here. “It could be important. It could be him.”I take a deep breath and answer the call. “Hello?”“Stop digging. It will kill you,” says a voice that’s deep and distorted. I can’t make out who it is.My stomach drops. “What?” I manage to ask, confused and scared. “Who is this?”“It doesn’t matter who I am,” the voice replies, cold and threatening. “What matters is you need to back off.”I feel anger su
Aria’s POVI sit on the edge of the hospital bed, ready to leave. Maira stands by my side, holding my bag and looking at me with concern.“Are you sure you’re ready to go home, Aria?” she asks, her brow furrowed. “You just got better.”“I’m fine, Maira. I can’t wait around. I feel good!” I say, trying to smile. I want to show her I’m much better now. The nurse walks in with my discharge papers.“Looks like you’re all set, Miss Aria,” she says kindly. “Just remember to take it easy for a few days.”I nod, but I know I can't do that. I need to get back to work as soon as possible.Maira helps me stand up. I take a deep breath and feel the air fill my lungs. “Let’s go home.”Once we reach my apartment, I drop my bag on the couch. Maira looks around, making sure everything is okay. “It’s nice to be back,” I say.“It feels secure here,” Maira agrees. “But I must say, my place is still closed off. I hate that the cops are taking so long.”“I know. But we can’t dwell on that. I need to focus
Aria’s POV“And that's it!”“Absolutely! I can’t believe you’ll be acting!” Maira says, bouncing on her heels. “Let’s go get the script!”We walk out of the boardroom, my pulse racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. As we make our way to the manager’s office, I can’t help but think about the movie. What kind of role will I have?As we approach the manager's room, I take a deep breath. “Okay, this is it! I can’t wait to see the script.”Maira laughs. “This is like a dream, Aria! You’re living your best life.”I smile, feeling a rush of energy. “Let’s just hope I can actually act well enough!”“Of course you can! Just remember what we practiced and be yourself,” Maira encourages.When we reach the manager's office, I knock on the door, and it opens with a friendly smile. “Hey, you two! Come in!”I push the door open a crack and my jaw drops. I can't believe what I see. Susan, the head of marketing, not my sister, is sitting on top of the manager’s desk, completely engaged in somet
Susan’s POVAs Caleb and I walk through Central Park, I can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and anxiety. I was going to talk to the director for the agency and get another gig but Caleb however seemed out of it.“Caleb, are you alright?” I ask, nudging him with my elbow.“Yeah, I’m fine,” he replies, but I can hear the hesitance in his voice. “Just… thinking.”“About what?” I prod, raising an eyebrow.“I don’t know. Just everything,” he murmurs, looking away.I sigh. “Come on, lighten up! We’re in the park! Look at the ducks!” I point to a pond nearby. “They look happy.”“Right,” he says flatly, not even glancing over.I roll my eyes but notice something across the street that catches my attention. “Wait, look! Isn’t that Aria?” I exclaim, squinting to get a better view.Caleb takes a moment to look. “Yeah, it is,” he says almost reluctantly.“Let’s go say hi!” I pull him along, feeling a rush of anger.“Uh, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he protests, trying to pull back.“Why
Maira’s POVI can’t believe what I just witnessed as Caleb and Susan walk away, leaving Aria visibly hurt. I feel a surge of anger bubbling up inside me. How could Susan be so cruel? My heart races, and before I even register what I’m doing, I storm towards her.“Hey, Susan!” I shout, my voice slicing through the air.She turns an arrogant smirk on her face, waiting for my next words. “What now, Maira? Jealous of my fun?”In a flash of anger, I slap her across the face. The sound echoes through the restaurant, followed by a heavy silence that hangs in the air. Everyone around us pauses, eyes wide, as they watch the scene unfold.“How dare you!” I rant, my voice shaking with fury. “You think it’s okay to just stroll in here and ruin Aria’s day? You’re selfish and stupid! Do you even hear yourself?”Susan brings her hand to her face, her eyes narrowing. “You can’t be serious,” she replies, but I’m not done.“Oh, I’m dead serious!” I almost shout, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. “A s
Maira’s POVAfter we leave the shop, I decide to call Emily back. I need to fill her in on everything that went down with Susan. I find a quiet spot near a café, away from the noise, and hit the speed dial. It rings a few times before she picks up.“Maira! What’s up?” Emily sounds cheerful, but I can hear a hint of concern in her voice.“Hey, Emily. I just wanted to tell you about everything that happened after we left,” I say, glancing at Aria, who is checking out the shops across the street.“Oh no, what happened? Did Susan show up again?”“Yes! She caused a scene at the restaurant. I ended up… well, slapping her.”“What?! Seriously? You slapped her?” Emily laughs, her surprise turning into amusement. “That’s amazing!”“Right? It felt good, but I don’t want to deal with the fallout,” I admit. “Aria was upset, and I just wanted to protect her.”“Did Aria handle it okay? She’s not going to freak out, is she?”“She’s hanging in there,” I assure her. “But I think we need to keep an eye
Sebastien’s POVI rush into Aria’s room with Chloe, Maira, and Emily following closely behind me. The moment we enter, I see her sitting up in the hospital bed, her eyes wide and frantic. The sight sends a jolt of fear through me.“Aria!” I call out, moving quickly to her side. As soon as she sees me, her expression softens, and she visibly calms Down. What was she so frantic about?“Sebastien…” she breathes, her voice shaky. “Are you okay?”I kneel beside her bed, looking into her eyes. “I’m completely fine. Just worried about you.”Relief crosses her face, but then it crumples as tears start to spill from her eyes. “I thought… I thought Caleb was going to kill you next!” she sobs, her hands gripping the sheets.Anger rises in my chest as I hear her words. I reach out, carefully wrapping my arms around her. “Shh, it’s okay, Aria. You’re safe now. I’m here. You’ll be okay.”Her crying intensifies as she nestles into me, and I hold her tightly, wanting to comfort her as best as I can.
Vera’s POVI drive with purpose, focusing on the road ahead. The sun sets in the distance, casting long shadows across the highway. In the back seat, Susan, Michael, and Elizabeth sit, their expressions a mix of confusion and fear. I can feel their eyes on me, wondering what’s going to happen next. Just what had those three idiots done to piss off the boss?“Where are we going?” Michael finally asks, breaking the tension in the car.“It’s just a little place outside the city,” I reply, keeping my tone light. “Sebastien wanted me to take you somewhere safe.”Elizabeth glances at me. “Safe from who? And this car is so small and dimly lit. Also, could you turn down your music? It's very annoying.” Tch. Whiny bitch.I chuckle softly. “You’ll find out soon enough.”As we drive further out of the city, I spot an abandoned area up ahead. “Perfect,” I think to myself. I turn onto a side road, and soon, I stop the car in a deserted lot surrounded by overgrown grass and dilapidated buildings.“
Sebastien's POVI sit in my car, gripping the steering wheel tight, the engine humming as I watch Caleb's house from across the street. I had him tracked down when I left the hospital. I know he's back home, and now it's time to confront him. The police might not want to act, but I won't wait for them. The bastard had to pay for what he did.After a few minutes, I take a deep breath and step out of the car. I walk up the driveway, my heart pounding with each step. The door stands slightly ajar, and I push it open. The house is dimly lit, and I can smell something foul in the air."Caleb!" I call out, my voice echoing through the empty rooms.I hear movement in the back, and I quickly make my way toward the sound. As I round a corner, I see him -Caleb leaning against the wall, a lazy grin spreading across his face."Well, look who finally decided to drop by!" he says mockingly."Cut the crap, Caleb. I know you ordered the hit on Aria," I say, my voice deadly calm.His expression shifts
Aria’s POVAfter lunch with the girls, I quickly board a cab back home.“Well, more like Sebastien's place,” I murmur to myself.Soon enough, I get there and I get out of the car.As I walk towards the door, I remind myself to stay aware of my surroundings. The mansion’s surroundings are so quiet. Sebastien said something about having ghost staff. In other words, they were barely seen. There wasn't a soul in sight.But just as I reach the door, I notice something strange. A red light shone across my stomach. I freeze, my heart racing. What is that?I open my mouth to call out, “Sebastien?” But before I can say anything, there’s a loud crack. A sharp pain jolts close to my heart, and everything goes black.---Sebastien’s POVThe alarms blare, cutting through the calm of the afternoon. I jump up from my desk, my heart racing. “What the hell?” I mutter as I sprint toward the door.I fling it open and rush outside. “Aria!” I shout, panic gripping my chest. She was lying down crumpled on
Aria’s POVAfter our conversation, I grab my phone and dial Sebastien's number. My hands tremble a bit as I wait for him to pick up."Hey, it's me," I say when he answers."Aria! Where are you? Are you okay?" he asks, his voice tight with concern."I'm fine, but I need to let you know I won't be available for the rest of the day. I have some things to handle.""Things? What kind of things?" His tone sharpens, and I can hear the protective edge in it."I'm with Emily and Maira. We're just... sorting stuff out," I reply, trying to keep it casual."Sorting stuff out?" he presses. "What kind of sorting?""Mmmm, I can't talk about it right now," I say, feeling a rush of guilt."Where exactly are you?" he asks, his voice lowering as if he knows I'm not being entirely honest."Just at my friends' place," I say, hesitantly.Before I can respond, Emily reaches over and snatches the phone from me. "Sebastien!" she says into the receiver, her tone firm. "Listen, buzz off for now. Aria needs a br
Aria’s POVI slowly wake up, my head pounding and my mouth dry. The sunlight filters through the curtains, and I squint, trying to remember where I am. As my surroundings come into focus, I notice I'm in my room.Thank goodness I made it to bed last night. I sit up and suddenly recall everything I said while I was drunk. My heart races in panic. Did I mention Caleb? I felt so vulnerable, and now the memory stings.I throw off the blanket and rush to the living room. I need to talk to Emily and Maira. As I enter the room, my heart sinks. They are still asleep, curled up together on the couch. Emily's head rests on Maira's shoulder, and they look peaceful.Guilt washes over me. They shouldn't have had to drink with me. I feel like such a burden. Maybe I should sneak out before I wake them.I step quietly toward the door, but then Maira's voice breaks the silence. "Where are you going?"I freeze in my tracks. "Uh, just... out for some air?" I say awkwardly, trying to sound casual."Stop
Emily's POVThe atmosphere in the apartment is lively as we gather around the coffee table to play "Exploding Kittens." The brownies and cookies are laid out, and Maira fills some glasses with wine."Alright, let's get this party started!" Maira says, pouring generous amounts for all of us."I'm ready to crush you both!" I declare, feeling the excitement in the air. Maira glares at me but Aria laughs, picking up her hand of cards. "You think you can beat me? I've been practicing! Ever since the last game! No friggin 'way I'm losing."Maira shakes her head. "Practice doesn't make perfect in this game; luck does!"“Tch. Amateur. That's what you'll say but you'll see baby girl. I'm set out to win!”The game begins. We all giggle and shout as we take turns. I can't help but tease Maira each time she draws an exploding kitten card."Ha! You're out!" I tease, laughing."Shush! This is just beginner's luck," Maira retorts, rolling her eyes dramatically.Aria leans back, sipping her wine. "
Emily's POVI sit at my desk, surrounded by piles of files that seem to multiply every hour. Maira buzzes around me, checking in every few minutes. She keeps the coffee coming, which helps me stay focused on my work.“I really shouldn't have gotten so worked up about Aria and abandoned my job! I could have friggin done both!”“You couldn't and Emily, have you made any progress on those reports?” Maira asks, peering over my shoulder.“Getting there! I’m just figuring out how to present this data.” I scroll through the screen, feeling the pressure of the deadline looming.Suddenly, there’s a loud knock on the door. I look up, surprised.“Who could that be?” I say, glancing at Maira.“Let me see!” Maira rushes to the door, her excitement bubbling over. I hear her gasp.“Emily! Come quick! You won’t believe who’s here!”My heart skips a beat. Who could it be? I rush down the hall and stop short when I see her.“Aria!” I exclaim, throwing my arms around her.“Emily!” she cries, hugging me
Caleb’s POVI'm sitting here in this stupid prison, and the anger is boiling inside me. Aria divorced me—and just tossed me aside like I’m nothing. I can’t believe I thought she loved me. I always knew she was trouble. The moment she started associating with that crazy fixer, it was clear she was a trashy woman. I feel like such a fool. How dare she leave me?!I pace in my cell, fists clenched, imagining what I would say if I ever got out. “How could she do this to me?” I mumble to myself. It infuriates me! I thought we had something special. We had plans for the future—until she decided I was worthless.I pound my fist against the wall, feeling the sting but not caring. “I’ll make her pay,” I vow, my voice low and full of anger. “She thinks she’s so smart, but she doesn’t know who she is messing with. I’ll make sure she pays for this.”Suddenly, an officer walks by, eyeing me warily. “Quiet down, Caleb. You’re not allowed to cause trouble in here.”“I’m not causing trouble!” I snap.