Helena Pov Although my life seems to be a mess all because of Liliana, I know I still need to put up my fake facade. Here I am to see my Daddy in his office, I really need an excitement in this my boring life... I can't keep hoping that things are great were as everything always ends in chaos. " Be careful, miss." I looked up to see whom I just bumped into only to see the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life. He practically left me dump stock, and I believe and drool right now. "Hi, a mmm hmm I'm.... God please help I don't really know what's going on with me like I can't introduce myself, I'm short of words, nothing is coming out of my mouth, I don't know how to stretch my hands to him to introduce my self... why can't I tell him my telling my name is it ? Oh my omg what is going on with my heart is pounding, oh my gosh, gosh, what is going on. "Well, miss be careful next time," Oh my, even his voice is so sexy. He tried leaving, but I stopped him instantly "Excus
Lilly Pov9 p.m. was the time we both decided to meet up for our date and it will be at his place, I could have suggested having the date in a restaurant but I sort prefer the idea of having the date at is place. And considering that I'm a well known figure, and lots of reporters wants to know every details about me and what I've been up to, with my death been announced everywhere and no one knew about I'm still alive other than the stakeholder present during the board meeting. I'm not really sure what to expect but i'm certain that i will be having a great time no question asked, maybe I should invite him over next time at least I won't bother dressing up, and I put on the first dress i lay my hands on inside the closet and let my hair down for the first time since I came in this body... I'm not a big fan of makeup and jewelries or dressing up in a fancy manner, I should probably find other men to kiss in order to have more choices for comparison,' Will I feel what I felt with R
Ray's point of view: As I waited for Lilly to arrive, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Excitement, nervousness, and a hint of possessiveness. I had been thinking about our last encounter nonstop, and the thought of her becoming mine is exciting at the time. It feels like I'm about to win the greatest gold medal ever When she stepped out of her car, I was taken aback by her beauty. Her hair was down, and she wore a simple yet elegant dress. She smiled, and my heart skipped a beat. "Hi," she said, approaching me. "It's really nice seeing you again." I was taken aback by her directness when she asked for a kiss. I stumbled over my words, trying to process her request. But as I looked into her eyes, I knew I couldn't resist. As we kissed, I felt a rush of emotions. Possessiveness, passion, and a deep connection. I didn't want to share her with anyone. I could she even nurse the idea of such. When we finally broke apart, I knew I had to tell her how I felt. "I forb
Everything seems to be a mess right now in my life. The only girl I like, or may also be in love with me, has not been picking up my calls for the past two weeks. For the head of a big company like me, she was untapped resources waiting to be exploited. I feel like an explorer who chanced upon a deep mine of cold, hard diamonds. My first instinct was to mark my territory, claim ownership, and prevent competitors from taking a share. Everything is mine, she is mine. But when she kept ignoring my emails and phone calls, it got me more and more frustrated, to the point where she is on my mind every day. I really don't know what could have happened. We parted on a good note, and our date was amazing my assistant told me she had been going to the office every day, so what's going on? Even though we both signed the contract, the project has already started. Why in the world is she ignoring me? I can't wait to meet her later today at the project site for inception. I
As I stood there, looking at her, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. I was frustrated, confused, and desperate to understand why she had been ignoring me and now that her know why I knew I had to keep my cool, but it was hard when all I wanted to do was kiss her and make her mine but I know I need to be patient with her and convince her at the same time reassure her that I will always be here. She looked at me, her eyes searching mine. "Ray, I...I don't know how to explain it. I just felt like we were moving too fast, and the internet suggested that we needed some space." I felt a pang of disappointment, but I tried to understand where she was coming from. "Space? You couldn't even answer my calls or emails? That's not just space, Lilly. That's ignoring me." She sighed, looking down. "I know, Ray. I'm sorry. It was stupid of me to do that." Although she said sorry her voice and expression remained cold if I didn't know that's how she speaks, I would have felt disregarded a
Lilly Pov The lunch was better than I expected, and I knew I had to start thinking more rather than be dependent on goggle and books after all they are written by people and it also mostly about their personal opinion that are written down Ai seem more useful in this sort of emotional thing. I've been so cut up thinking about emotions and how to create emotions that I seem to be forgetting my real goals I have a mission and wasting time thinking about unnecessary stuff is time consuming so, I think it better to move in with or even marry him and experiment faster it will also enable me to put my to into more benefiting goals. Emotions are unpredictable and can arrive without warning. One moment, a person feels joyful and carefree, and the next, a wave of sadness or anxiety washes over them. It's like emotions are playing a game of hide and seek with humans, leaving them wanting more and ending at some point in life. But the journey of identifying emotions is an exciting one.
"Daughter just announced the news being fake by just showing your face in the press, and father, will take care of the rest. That's a reassurance from me. " I need to convince her at all cost, the shares that are dropping are very bad for me. Although her been declared dead meant I can take control of my company, she's my (MMM) money-making machine. The shares dropping meant wifey and my little Helena have to stop their manner of spending. I don't really have much savings with me since I used it to bribe all those useless stakeholders who later went against me. I need help, and no one in the company is telling me anything about whether investors have been found or not. At first, I didn't want anyone to invest to show her incompetency to the board members, but now I'm worried. What can I do in this situation other than subcon? The situation on the ground is not really helpful at all, "Father, you do not need to worry about the shares anymore because I've already found a
It's been two weeks since I last saw my brother, and I was really curious about his love life or rather him falling in love at first sight, which is quite unbelievable. Any update? Have they gone on a date yet? Did he find her? There are so many questions that need answers, which only he could answer. Drake isn't telling me things, so I better go get answers from him myself today. I drove my car, which my mom just gave me as a gift for sending a girl to my brother's bed although not successful, but my effort was rewarded. I went straight to his office. When I got in, I saw him sitting behind his desk, expressionless and busy as always. What a workaholic! "What's up, bro?" I have told you to always knock before coming into my office, or do you want me to deny you access forever?" he said. "Come on, bro, I will take correction next time." "What do you want?" he asked, trying to dismiss me. But I wasn't having it. "So, how is it going with the mysterious woman, you know, th
“She was poisoned. Now, who are you?” the voice answered before shooting back a question.Liliana’s thoughts raced as she tried to make sense of the voice’s revelation. Poisoned? Her? The concept didn’t fit the narrative she had assumed—this body, Liliana’s body, was supposed to be impervious to toxins.“She was poisoned by her family,” the voice repeated with cold certainty, as if the explanation were simple and unquestionable.Liliana’s fists clenched, anger surging. “That’s impossible,” she hissed aloud, her voice trembling. “This body has built-in resistances. It’s practically untouchable unless…”She trailed off, dread creeping in as the horrifying possibility dawned on her. “Unless it’s self-destruction,” she whispered. “The pill.”“What pill?” the voice asked sharply, curiosity lacing its tone.Liliana’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Just forget it,” she snapped, unwilling to give the voice more ammunition. She shifted the topic quickly. “Have you dealt with the Andersons yet
Ray gazed at her face, hoping to see his old Lily, but the one standing before him seemed guarded and unwilling to open up."I'm really okay," Lily said, though she couldn't convince him. It like seemed annoying or threaten him, triggering the body thief. She must truly love him.Ray nodded in understanding before asking. “Can I take my bath?“ he felt uncertain about his next move. If she didn't want him to bath, then so be it. What mattered most was her health, well-being, and safety. Even his own discomfort was insignificant and could be ignored at any time.Lilly couldn't help but smile hearing what he said: "You must really love her."‘Her’ what her, why is she referring to herself as a third person’ Ray thought.“I love you” he said Ever since their conversation at the hospital, he couldn't shake off the feeling that this woman might be different. It was as if she had some kind of personality disorder, like two people were living inside her or two personalities were at war.‘He
“Aww, cutie pie, you shouldn’t dare me like that. I dare—and I will.”The words left her lips with a teasing smirk, but before she could relish her triumph, a sharp, searing pain erupted in her head. Her body jolted violently, like an unseen force had reached into her core and seized control. She gasped, her eyes widening in panic as her limbs shook uncontrollably.It felt like her skull was being split apart.‘You need to know your limits and behave yourself, or I will send you back to wherever you came from,’ a cold, sinister voice boomed inside her mind. The sound reverberated like hammer blows, each word driving shards of pain deeper into her brain.“No!” Liliana choked out, clutching her head as her body convulsed.“Lilly—Lilly! Lilly, please look at me! Open your eyes! Are you okay?” Ray’s voice cracked, frantic as he knelt by the bed, gripping her trembling shoulders. His calm composure shattered like glass.One moment, she had been teasing him, and now she was violently shakin
It had been two hours since the heads of the kidnappers inexplicably exploded in the torture room—something impossible, something unimaginable to mankind.Like, how the hell do people’s heads just blow up like they’re firecrackers?Whoever was after his baby girl’s life wasn’t ordinary. Ray was sure of one thing: his wife knew more than she was letting on. Her psychologist was coming over tomorrow, and he could only hope she would open up to him. This new version of her was terrifying in ways he couldn’t put into words. She had taken down six hefty men as if they were toddlers.It didn’t add up.Looking at her past self—the woman she used to be—she had always seemed weak and harmless just emotionless, someone who didn’t even know how to throw a punch. The investigation into her past showed nothing about her having fighting skills. Nothing.Before leaving, Ray had instructed Damon to contact a team of forensic pathologist to perform an autopsy. He needed answers. Anything. With that do
Back in the Lab“This is bad. Very bad,” Grey muttered to himself, tapping frantically at the keys on his laptop.He stared at the monitor in disbelief. The system was back online.“What… how…?” he stammered, his eyes wide with horror. He had been trying to deactivate the radiation sequence—he was sure of it.The screen flickered. A new message appeared, bold and cold:“COMMAND OVERRIDDEN. OPERATION EXECUTED.”Grey’s breath hitched. His trembling fingers hovered uselessly over the keyboard. Whatever had happened, it was far beyond his comprehension. The hackers had reached into their system like ghosts.Before he could process the full extent of the failure, the lab door slammed open.Matt stormed in, his face flushed red with anger. “What the hell just happened, Grey?” he barked, his voice sharp enough to cut steel.“I—I disabled it!” Grey stammered, jabbing a finger at the monitor as if to defend himself. “I swear I deactivated the sequence! Someone else—” His voice broke off, his h
The warehouse was cloaked in darkness, its oppressive silence broken only by the steady drip of water from a corroded pipe. The stench of rust, mildew, and blood lingered in the air, a nauseating prelude to the carnage within.Six men sat bound to metal chairs in a grim row, their heads slumped forward in exhaustion. The metallic bands around their foreheads hummed faintly, the only sound betraying the deathtrap concealed within.Jerry paced the room, his boots clanking against the concrete floor as he barked orders to his underlings. “Clip their tongues,” he snarled, his voice sharp and commanding. “Make sure they can’t bite down and die on their terms. These bastards don’t deserve an easy way out.”A sinister grin played on his lips as he turned back toward the men. Their battered faces showed defiance even in their broken state. Jerry liked it when they resisted—it made breaking them all the more satisfying.But then, something changed.A faint flicker of red danced across the meta
Matt’s pulse quickened as he stared at the footage. The “pet,” the most prized creation of their master, was not supposed to care. Her emotions—or lack thereof—were engineered to perfection, ensuring blind loyalty and unwavering execution of orders. Yet there she was, her face flickering with a softness he had never seen before, an almost protective rage as she shielded one of their captured men.Grey turned the screen toward him, rewinding to the critical moment. “See that? Right there,” he said, pointing at the pixelated image. The pet, with her fluid movements and deadly precision, should have eliminated the threat without hesitation. Instead, she had hesitated, even turning her weapon on their own operatives to protect the man.“This is no malfunction,” Grey continued, his voice shaky. “Something inside her is… waking up.”Matt rubbed his temples, his mind racing. He needed to contain this before the boss found out. Any sign of imperfection in his creations was not tolerated, and
“The Manchester family has them,” a tall man with curly hair muttered, his voice tense.The man seated in the center of the room barely moved, his presence radiating authority. Lounging back in his oversized leather chair like a king surveying his domain, he lifted his gaze to the curly-haired man, his expression sharp with disdain.“And what does my pet have to do with them?” His deep voice rumbled through the room like distant thunder. “Do they even know who they’re messing with?” he fired, each word cutting like a blade.Matt, the curly-haired man, flinched slightly but held his ground. The tension in the room was palpable, the air heavy with unspoken consequences.The boss’s jaw tightened, his gaze darkening as he processed the implications. The Manchester family. Their meddling was not part of the plan. They were powerful, yes—but so was he. “What are they trying to achieve by getting involved?” he muttered, almost to himself.Matt cleared his throat, knowing he had to answer car
“Who are you?” Lilly turned abruptly to Ray, sitting beside her in the private jet. Her voice was sharp, almost accusing.Ray blinked, startled. Since takeoff, she’d barely acknowledged his presence, staring out the window or resting her head back like he didn’t exist. Why the sudden question?“I didn’t say anything,” he replied carefully, his brow furrowing when her intense gaze didn’t waver.‘I’m in your mind, dummy.’What the hell? Lilly flinched. Did that voice just call me a dummy?‘Yes, I did. And you still haven’t answered my question.’ The voice was colder this time, almost impatient.‘Body thief,’ Lilly shot back in her mind, defiance surging. If she wanted to play games, fine—she wasn’t backing down.‘The fact that you’re calling me that means you already know who I am,’ the voice retorted smoothly. ‘I have no memory of you, but clearly, you remember me.’‘Duh! Of course, I do,’ Lilly fired, sarcasm dripping from her thoughts. ‘I’m the one in charge of this body now. But bef