JENNA POVIt's too early. Way too early for this. I quickened my walking speed and blocked Sarah's way."I see you haven't learned from your lesson the last time," I told her, one hand placed on my waist as I prevented her from entering Keith's office."What do you mean?" she asked me and I scanned her from head to toe with my eyes before looking at her face directly, "those are not proper work clothes, Sarah.""What's wrong with what I'm wearing? Is your husband not faithful enough to you?" Sarah raised an eyebrow at me.I stepped forward, intimidating her with my physical appearance. Keith may be taller, but that didn't make me a shorty."Just what do you think you are doing?" I asked sharply."I have some documents I have to deliver to Mr. Keith," Sarah answered casually, not bothering to look directly at me."You seem to have forgotten who I am in this company. I'm the only one who is allowed to go in, let alone anywhere near him." I smirked, "and from when last you tried, I doubt
WRITER'S POV TWELVE YEARS AGO The bar is filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses as Keith celebrates his successful business deal with his friends. They pat him on the back, praising his acumen and charm. "Cheers to many more deals like this!" Keith shouted, raising his glass to his friends. "Cheers!" they respond, lifting theirs as well before each of them take a drink out of their glasses at once. The night wore on, and eventually, Keith bid his friends farewell and stepped out into the cool night air. He hailed a taxi and climbed in, his mind still buzzing with excitement from the evening. "I can't wait to share this good news with you," he muttered to himself as he touched his wedding ring on his finger. As the taxi pulled up to his home, Keith's heart seized at the sharp sound of a gunshot echoing through the quiet street. Without a second thought, he threw some bills at the driver and rushed out, fear gripping his chest. Keith burst through the front door, his
CECILIA POV As my private jet descended onto the tarmac, the whir of its engines echoed across the runway. The door opened, and I stepped out, clad in designer sunglasses and a flowing silk scarf. There was nothing I loved more than arriving in style. With an air of effortless grace, I descended the steps, my heels clicking against the metal. Behind me, two impeccably dressed men emerged, each carrying a stack of luxurious suitcases adorned with gleaming gold accents. They followed me with practised precision, their movements synchronized as they navigated the runway. But while I was feeling myself, alas, all good things came to an end the moment my eyes landed on him. "Xander." I forced out of my lips, hoping he could see me frowning behind my dark sunglasses. Xander stood there, leaning casually against a sleek black car, his demeanour exuding an air of nonchalance that grated against my carefully cultivated poise. His eyes, hidden behind designer shades of his own, bore
BACK TO JENNA POVSunlight streamed in through the window in my bedroom which somehow felt even cosier today.I rolled in bed, wrapping myself in the duvet as I smiled remembering my and Keith's moment together last night. That night was the closest I've felt to him and the happiest I've ever been in a long time. And if I had the chance, I wouldn't change anything about it.The soft morning sunlight that touched my face, managed to increase in seconds and and squinted my eyes.I turned the other way and I opened my eyes sleepily, finding Keith setting a tray with breakfast on the bedside table.It shocked me and so I turned back, forgetting the light and instantly regretted it when the rays touched my eyeballs.I sat up quickly, "ahh! The light!" I screamed, rubbing my eyes until small tears rolled down my cheeks.I turned to look at Keith and even as my vision was a bit blurry, I could have sworn I saw a smile on his face. Just, when my eyes cleared, the smile was gone like an illus
The scene froze for a moment as Sarah entered, her footsteps faltering as she took in the sight before her. I could feel Keith's body tense against mine, his lips still lingering close. For a heartbeat, the air was thick with tension, as if time itself held its breath. Then, with a sudden realization, She cracked, her confident demeanour faltering as she took a step back.A smirk played on my lips as I broke the kiss, feeling triumphant in this round. I held Keith's gaze, a silent challenge in my eyes as I dared Sarah to make a move. But instead of confronting us, Sarah turned on her heel and hurriedly retreated from the room, her footsteps echoing down the corridor.As the door clicked shut behind her, Keith finally released me from his embrace, his expression a mix of surprise and amusement. "Well, that was unexpected," he remarked, a hint of laughter in his voice, but his eyes not losing their red flags.I straightened my posture, feeling a rush of adrenaline still coursing throu
Keith's sudden appearance silenced the room, his authoritative presence demanding attention. Sarah's smirk faltered, replaced by a nervous flicker in her eyes as she glanced between Keith and me. The other women shifted uncomfortably, sensing the tension thickening in the air.Sarah swallowed hard, her bravado waning in the face of Keith's stern gaze. "I-I didn't mean anything by it, sir," she stammered, her voice betraying her confidence.Keith's expression remained stern as he stepped forward, his demeanour unwavering. "Regardless of your intentions, such insinuations are unacceptable in this workplace," he stated firmly, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "I won't tolerate baseless accusations or slander against any of my employees.""Sir, it's not fair." one of the women spoke up, her gaze dropping to the floor as soon as Keith looked at her, "I'm sorry sir but someone has to say it. And that someone was Sarah."Sarah's eyes widened, showing her obvious panic and
"Raphael." I frowned at him as I stood up from my seat, "What do you think you are doing here?""I came to see you," he answered, revealing a bouquet he had been hiding behind his back to me."Didn't your father forbid you from coming in here?" I questioned, crossing my arms and maintaining the disapproving look in my eyes."He can stop me from coming here but that doesn't stop me from trying. I love you, Jenna. Please give me another chance." Raphael pleaded, going on one knee as he presented me with the bouquet."No man in his right senses would date a woman who is his mother, Raphael." I stated, watching the pleading look in his eyes change to anger, "Get out of my office, Raphael." I demanded and walked to the door.Before I could reach it, the door was opened on my behalf.Sarah walked in, a disdainful look on her face as she glanced between me and Raphael then focused her attention on Raphael."What are you doing here?" she asked him."That is none of your concern." Raphael repl
My head told me to refuse but my body seemed to have its own agenda, rooted in place despite my desire to flee. Keith's presence was intimidating, always stirring fear within me each time he got like this.As my fingers clenched the duvet, betraying my inner frustration, I could feel the tremors spreading through me. "Say no, Jenna," my inner voice pleaded. "Just say it."My eyes were still looking into his and I could feel my hands shaking bit by bit. "Go on Jenna. Tell him no. Just say it and he'll leave you alone." I thought."I...I..." My voice faltered as I struggled to form coherent words under Keith's penetrating stare. His proximity was overwhelming, enveloping me in heat.Keith's hand went behind my neck, pushing my face towards his as his voice turned husky, soft, seductive and tempting, "What was our deal when you first stepped into this mansion, Jenna?" he asked me as he breathed down on my cheek.I could feel his lips getting closer to mine."I don't kn-" I groaned when h
KEITH POVThe line went dead, and I put the phone back in my pocket. I stepped out of the car and waited, leaning back on the car booth.I could feel Lorah's movement in the booth and it was so tempting to pull her out and finish her off but I waited patiently for Leonard to show up first.My eyes scanned the surroundings. Every shadow was a potential threat.Finally, headlights cut through the darkness, and a sleek black car pulled into the alley. Leonard stepped out, his face a mask of confidence and arrogance. Leonard smiled when his eyes landed on me and I gritted my teeth. My arms which were folded together, tightened.He thought he was in control, that he had the upper hand. Little did he know, tonight would be his last."Keith," he greeted, his voice smooth and composed. "Where's my wife?"I scoffed, pushing off from the car, "Did you come because you loved her, or just to get rid of a witness?"Leonard's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, Keith? Of course I love my wife. Where
KEITH POVI never knew Laura had a twin sister with the name Lorah. I never thought that the twin would hate me so much that she'd plot with Leonard to kill me herself."Why?" I asked, although I didn't really care. I doubt her reason would save her from what I had in store for her."Why?" she chuckled, "because you hurt me Keith. You chose my sister over me even if I was the one you saw first. Love at first sight? Pfft! You fucking married the wrong twin!" Lorah spat.I squatted to her level on the ground, staring into her eyes with mine as empty as I felt, "I'm glad I married your twin. I'd never love someone as evil as you.""Evil? Keith, you are evil itself!" Lorah screamed in my face and I took out a handkerchief from my pocket to wipe my face before standing up straight.I turned away from her before speaking orders to Cecilia, "tie her up and throw her into the booth of my car."Cecilia nodded without hesitation, grabbing Lorah by the arms and dragging her out of the room. "I
LAURA POVI couldn't have been more happier when the news of Jenna's death reached me. Sadly, I had to pretend to be sad about it to everyone but now that I'm alone in my room, I can finally smile at least.My phone buzzed in the pocket of my Jeans and I scanned around, shutting my bedroom door afterwards, before finally picking up.It was a call from my sweet husband Leonard, the man for whom I've gone this far in this scheme."My love." he started and I blushed, "I heard the news of her death. How is he taking it?"A smirk played on my lips as I responded, "very badly."I could imagine the grin on his face right now."Very good. That means that at this point, his guard will be let down. Do you still have the poisoned blade I gifted you?" Leonard asked.I took out a small key from my pocket and unlocked the bottom drawer next to my bed, taking out a dagger after I opened it."Yes," I answered, ready to take his orders.It's funny how they believe my husband will be the one to kill Ke
KEITH POV"Doctor, will he be fine?""He will. He just fainted from too much stress, lack of food for possibly the last four days, and overthinking as well. He needs to take it easy or who knows what might happen.""Alright, doctor.""Make sure you keep a close eye on him. Force him to take the medicines if you have to. His health depends on it, Mr Richard.""I'll make sure he recovers." Richard's voice echoed in my head with other voices mixing in all of a sudden, "thank you for your help."I squeezed my eyes shut when I was almost blinded by the light in the room."Where the fuck am I?" I asked, not sure if Richard was still in the room or not.I sat up and after a few seconds, my eyes opened, adjusting to the light.I was in a small, sterile hospital room. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air. Richard came closer and sat on a chair beside my bed, his face etched with worry."You're awake," he said, relief evident in his voice as he leaned forward. "How do you feel?""Like
KEITH POVI pushed back harder, my desperation turning into raw fury. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what I need to know!" I shouted, my voice breaking.Two officers grabbed my arms, trying to drag me away, but I fought back, wrenching myself free and shoving one of them. My vision blurred with rage and fear. I swung wildly, my fist connecting with an officer’s jaw. The commotion drew more attention, and I could hear the murmurs of the crowd growing louder."Tell me! What was the victim's name?!" I yelled at the officer whose eyes filled with fear as I stared into his eyes with anger.He didn't speak until I raised my fist to Puch him."We don't know the victim's name! Just her face from CCTV footage!" the officer yelled, shielding his face.My eyebrows, once furrowed, now relaxed while my raised fist weakened, "the news said..." my voice trailed off."It's just one victim. We don't plan on meeting any family member or investigating the woman!" he confessed."What?!" I exc
KEITH POVI drove around aimlessly, trying to think of where Jenna could have gone. My mind was a storm of anxiety and regret. How had things spiraled so far out of control? Eventually, I parked the car in a quiet spot and pulled out my phone. I had to try calling her again, even if she wouldn't answer. My fingers trembled as I dialed her number, praying she would pick up. The phone rang and rang, but there was no answer.Frustrated and helpless, I decided to call Richard. He answered on the second ring."Keith? Did you find her?""No," I replied, my voice strained. "She left the hospital. Do you have any idea where she might go?"Richard was silent for a moment. "Not at all, Keith. I guess we'll just have to wait and see if she returns on her own.""Wait and see?" I snapped. "We can't just sit around while she's out there suffering.""Keith, calm down," Richard urged. "I understand you're worried, but we need to think logically. She might need some space right now."I knew he was ri
KEITH POVRichard's eyes darted nervously before he tried to muster a calm facade. "I wasn't hiding, just trying to get a better signal," he replied, his voice shaky and unconvincing.My grip on his shoulder tightened. "Don't lie to me, Richard. Who were you talking to?" My voice was low, menacing.He swallowed hard, clearly struggling to maintain his composure. "It was a private call, Keith. I swear it has nothing to do with Jenna."I leaned in closer, my face inches from his. "Do you really think I'm in the mood for games? Tell me the truth, or you'll regret it even as my friend."Richard's eyes widened with fear. He glanced around, as if searching for an escape, but there was none. Finally, he sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "Keith, I'm not sure how you will take this news...""Spill it."Richard sighed deep, "Jenna... had a miscarriage at a nearby hospital just now."The world seemed to freeze around me, Richard’s words echoing in my mind like a cruel, relentless chant. "
Meanwhile, (EARLIER ON KEITH'S PART) at the Clementines mansion...KEITH POVIn the grand hall of the opulent mansion, priceless artifacts adorned every surface, and million dollars paintings lined the walls but I didn't give a fuck!The tranquility of this grandeur was shattered by my furious roar as I grabbed whatever I could and broke it into pieces just to relieve myself of this anger that didn't want to go away.How could the anger leave? I lost my mind. I lost control and I pushed her.It was like watching someone else from within his body but at the same time, unable to move that body by myself.The sight of her bleeding was the last thing I saw before someone finally stopped me by knocking me out. I couldn't be more grateful to Yilena for that but who told her she had the permission to take my wife away?!"Where is she?!" my voice echoed through the cavernous hall, filled with rage and desperation. My face was contorted with fury, and my eyes blazed with an unsettling intensity
YILENA POVWe quickly boarded the second plane, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Richard took the pilot's seat, while I settled into the back, preparing the parachutes and planting Jenna's dress in the plane. Everything had to look convincing.The engine roared to life, and as we taxied down the runway, I glanced out the window, hoping our plan would succeed. Richard's voice came over the intercom, tense but controlled. "We're about to take off. Ready?""Ready," I replied, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through me.The plane lifted off the ground, and as we climbed higher, I double-checked the parachutes and ensured everything was in place. Richard began the distress signal after five minutes in the air, his voice urgent and convincing as he reported engine failure and a possible crash landing."We're approaching the designated area," he said over the intercom. "Get ready."I took a deep breath, securing the parachute straps around me. "Let's