“We, we can’t Levian, as much as I want to feel you inside me like crazy, we can’t!” Sherry whispered as she cupped his face in her palm. After everything that happened today, she felt like shit, like her world had collapsed and the only pillar she had was the man that was lying underneath her right now–Levian.And Levian– he was injured! For her sake. That guilt still haunted her no matter how many times Levian said it was something he decided. They were in a marriage of convenience, however, all Levian got out of this marriage was heavy baggage with emotional trauma and unknown life threats.Ever since Sherry always wondered if Levian ever regretted proposing to her, marrying her, and having his world collide with hers. Because, if she was in her shoes, she knew she would. Making love with the man who almost died because of her was the last thing she had on her mind.“Sherry, listen to me,” Levian who had his arms around her, securing her as she lay on his chest, tightened his hold
Sherry lay down on the bed, panting. Her throat felt a bit dry because of all the screaming she had for the past few hours. Her nerdy body could not keep up with Levian’s enthusiasm and stamina. Blushing, she reached to grab Levian’s hand and said, “W-Water…can you get me water?” “Alright, wait here.” Levian smiled as he reached over, gently ruffling Sherry's hair before slipping out of bed. He returned moments later with a glass of water in hand and sat next to her as she propped herself up against the pillow.“Thank–Wait, why are you drinkin–?” Sherry’s words caught in her throat as she stared in disbelief. Instead of offering her the glass, Levian casually took a sip and emptied the entire glass right before her eyes. Before she could complain, Levian wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer effortlessly. Her words were silenced as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, feeding her the water straight from his mouth. She instinctively swallowed as she felt the cool
“Rebirth?” Levian paused, shaking his head. “Not really.”“Right, me neither.” Sherry smiled softly, resting her head on his shoulder. “It’s absurd, isn’t it? You can’t turn back time. All we can do is move forward.”“Sherry, this is the question you wanted to ask?” Levian knitted his eyebrows as he eyed her suspiciously. Sherry reached out to rub the crease between his eyebrows and said, “Yes, I was just playing around with you.” If he did not believe in rebirth then so be it. She herself found it hard to believe at first. There was no need to burden him with information that was as useless as this.If there ever came a day she had to pay the price for her new life, then she would without implicating him. But for now…“Mr. Smith, you know, the day before my wedding to Chris, I had a very long dream.”“What was it about?”“In the dream, I was really happy,” Sherry said, her smile fading slightly as she recalled her past life. “I had a loving family, a perfect lover, and a best friend
“What’s that?” Levian was curious when Sherry took out a brown leather notebook from her backpack. Sherry turned to look at him and gasped, “Ah right! I never told you.” Since they were occupied with other stuff, she forgot to mention this to him. She pointed at the name on the leather cover and said, “That name, Loretto, she is my mother.” Flipping through the pages she smiled, “I only managed to read some of her entries this morning.” Levian’s expression turned solemn as he eyed the notebook. “Only this was inside that casket?” Sherry shook her head as she replied, “There were some photographs and jewels, but nothing of much importance.” Leaning back on her seat, she sighed, “I thought there would be some clue, but I guess it was a wrong call.” Maybe her hunch was wrong and everything that was happening around her had nothing to do with her parents.The contents of the diary were plain and simple. Loretto Lona was the wife of a businessman who was struggling to protect his compan
“Never mind if you don’t know,” Malfoy sighed, glancing between Levian and Sherry. “You don’t need to concern yourselves with this man.” His gaze flickered back to the silver locket, and he pursed his lips thoughtfully.When they were signing the contract in the beginning, he had met the leader’s representative—a red-haired woman who had worn the exact same locket. It was said that only his most trusted aides received such a gift. But that information was confidential, something he wasn’t eager to share.“Who is that man?” Levian asked. He knew Malfoy had more information about this unknown enemy than he did. “No one you need to concern yourself with,” Malfoy waved him off dismissively. “You should focus on the task you are going with…I have located where her uncle and aunt are currently.” He had already helped Levian Smith enough. As far as ‘that man’ was concerned, it was best to leave well enough alone. Right now, their focus was on Sherry’s uncle and aunt, and Malfoy’s priority
“So what is it that you truly want?” Sarah asked impatiently as the waiter left taking their order. She had escaped from her home to meet a guy. If her grandfather was to know about this, he would skin her alive.Malfoy saw that she was impatient and could not help but feel a bit angry. This woman always managed to test the limits of his patience. “I already told you,” he smirked as he leaned back in his chair. He had given her a whole day to think about him. “Now, I am waiting for your answer.” “So you want to sleep with me, is that so?” Sarah hissed as she looked at him as if being ridiculed. “What in exchange for?”“Also,” Sarah slammed down her hand on the table as if remembering something. “How did you get my number?”As far as she remembered she had left the hotel way before he did. She made sure to not leave anything that he could use to find her. She was not stupid to leave her number either.“You guess,” Malfoy was enjoying her barrage of questions. It seemed to him like a pu
“Yes, he is!” Sarah sighed as she looked at Vincent nonchalantly. Hearing her confirm his identity, Malfoy hesitantly let go of his collar. Vincent huffed, glaring at him in indignation. “You—” Vincent pointed his finger at Malfoy’s face, squinting as if trying to place where he had seen him before. Something about Malfoy seemed oddly familiar, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint it.Where have I seen this guy? Vincent thought, racking his brain for a moment. But he wasn’t here to play a game of who’s this guy, so he shook the thought away.He turned to look at Sarah, who was lazily sitting down, not bothering to glance in his direction. He wanted to take a step toward her, but Malfoy blocked him again with his arm.“Talk from here,” Malfoy hissed at Vincent. If they were getting divorced, it meant something had gone wrong between them. From the looks of it, Vincent was in an aggressive mood. He was a man, and there was a high chance things could get physical with Sarah if things took a wr
“I am just here to meet a friend,” Sarah lied as she bit her lip nervously. “I will be back soon.”“Then why did you sneak out of the house like a thief?” Levian asked, his voice slightly tinged with anger. She even dared to leave the car behind to avoid anyone suspecting her of sneaking out. That sly girl!“I–I had a situation, anyway,” Sarah hurried to speak, “30 minutes, right? I’ll be there.” Without uttering another word, she cut off the call and stood up. She was done waiting for the man.Gathering up her clothes, she walked up to the receptionist and asked for the bill.“Did they plan to dump the bill on me or what?” Sarah mumbled as she paid the bill in cash. As the cashier returned her change, she waved her hand and smiled, “Keep the change.”“Now, where did they go?” Sarah scanned the area around her, and upon seeing no one, decided to just leave. As she turned around, her eyes fell on a beautiful car in the parking lot. It hadn’t been there when she arrived. After her, only
“Your Lordship.” Stephan knocked on the door from the outside as he waited for permission to enter the master bedroom. A few seconds passed with no reply.“Your Lordship?” He called him again, a little louder this time. After what felt like an eternity, he heard the lock click open from the inside. As the door swung open, he immediately fixed his posture, standing straight in an attentive position. “He’s still sleeping,” a woman in a loosely fitted silk nightgown said as she walked out, her dark hair falling over her shoulders and a lazy smile playing on her lips. She paused in front of Stephan, her siren-like eyes studying him. “You see,” she winked at him flirtily, “he needs to rest.” Her hand reached out to his neck before resting on his collar. “I can give you company until he wakes up,” she added with a seductive smile, but he didn’t react, maintaining his composed demeanor.“Tsk, boring!” she huffed, rolling her eyes before walking away and stepping into the lift to return
“You–you look,” Levian stuttered playfully as Sherry walked inside the room. Putting down the phone he was holding, he rose to his feet, waiting for Sherry to walk up to him.“Look what?” Sherry asked, suppressing the laughter that was about to escape her lips. Standing next to him, she gently tugged at the fake beard on his face. “This feels so real.”Levian helplessly sighed as he caught hold of her hands and pulled them away from his face. “You look beautiful,” Levian chuckled as he pressed his lips on the back of her palm. “Despite this, well, unconventional look.”After staring at her for a while, he added, “Pink suits you a lot.”“Oh really?” Sherry giggled. “You don’t look bad either,” Sherry added, gently patting him on his shoulder. “Just a tad bit older.”Roy scrunched his nose in disgust at the couple. They still had time to flirt around at a time like this.Apart from the fake beard and slicked-back hair that had streaks of gray, the prosthetics added sagging cheeks to Lev
“Sorry about what happened today,” Sherry apologized as she leaned back in her seat. She exhaled a pent-up sigh as she covered her face in her palm. She knew how important this party was for Levian. “It was not your fault, so don’t apologize!” Levian spoke in a low voice, suppressing his anger because he did not want to scare her anymore. Just thinking about how that bastard tried to misbehave with his wife made his blood boil in anger. “I should have never left you alone,” the words grated out of his mouth as he tightly gripped the wheel. “That son of a bitch!” If not for Sherry holding him back, he would have ripped off that little prick’s dick right there and thrown it to the street dogs to feed on.Even though he'd had a bit of wine, Levian was more clear-headed than ever. While Roy went to get the CCTV footage from the security team, Levian kept his eyes on Vincent. In the meantime, Sherry briefly mentioned how she met Vincent on the balcony and what went between them. When Roy
‘Vincent Troy?’ Sherry’s expression darkened almost immediately the moment she looked at him. ‘What is he doing here? Did he follow me?’ She tightly gripped her wine glass as she sidestepped away from the railings of the balcony while making sure her gaze not once left Vincent’s. Maintaining a calm face, she smiled at Vincent, “What a pleasant surprise, Mr. Vincent.” After making sure she was in a safe space she added, “I never thought I would see you after that day in the court.”“Fuck!” Vincent swore under his breath when he was reminded of how humiliatingly Sarah got divorced from him. Glaring at Sherry, he barked at her. “Watch what you say bitch!” The divorce trial in the court made him the laughingstock of the town. Along with his wife, he lost every asset he had in his name and was even disowned by his parents. As if sprinkling salt all over his wound, his father let him have the company that was on the verge of bankruptcy.Running his hands over his hair, he chuckled dangero
When the elderly ladies heard footsteps approaching, they stopped chatting and drinking. They tried to behave as casually as possible when they spotted Sherry walking towards their seating area with Madam Jasmine, even though they had been staring at her since she entered the dinner hall, acting surprised when she took a seat next to them. “Hello, ladies,” Sherry greeted everyone with a polite smile as she took one of the available seats. Madam Jasmine sat beside her and gestured to a waiter to bring over a drink for the new guest. By the time the waiter returned with the drinks, the group of ladies had finished introducing themselves. “Sorry, I don’t really drink,” Sherry quickly rejected the offer when a waiter approached her with a tray of wines. “I am not much of a drinker.” Her alcohol tolerance was notoriously low as she avoided drinking since she had to spend most of her time operating on patients. One of the ladies, Maisel, chuckled as she sipped her wine, "Don't be such a
Fleets of cars drove into the premises of Emerald City Banquet, where Victor Khas was hosting his party. The Banquet was lit with LED and fairy lights and decorated with flowers and sash wherever necessary. While the rest of the city prepared to retire for the night, the guests attending this exclusive event were just getting started. Unlike parties with stars from the entertainment industry, this was a private gathering for the city's leading businessmen and politicians. Therefore, maximum security had been arranged to ensure no paparazzi could enter, except for the designated photographers.Around 10 p.m., Levian and Sherry arrived at the banquet in a Rolls Royce driven by Roy. They were neither late, nor too early, and Levian loved this aspect of social gatherings like these.After all, it was all about making connections. The earlier you arrived, the more people you could meet and vice-versa. From that perspective, it made no sense for them to arrive earlier than necessary. By no
"Nice shot!" Levian clapped as Sherry hit the target dead center. Standing up, he walked over to her just as she was removing her headphones. She placed the gun on the counter and waited for him to approach.“I’ve improved a lot, haven’t I?” Sherry asked with a bright grin as Levian wrapped her in a hug. Pulling back, he chuckled before hugging her again. “Yep, you’re amazing.” And he wasn’t just saying that to make her feel better.Her precision was godlike. Now that she could handle the recoils of the gun, she could easily hit the target. Her focus was one-of-a-kind. Considering how she was the best neurosurgeon in the country, it pretty much made sense. She got better at handling guns than most of his men did and it had just been a week since they started!“Also, there was a call from Grandpa,” Levian said as they were preparing to leave the shooting range. “It seems Mr. Victor Khas is getting discharged today.” Sherry gave a light hum in response. It was better for him to recupera
“Whatever happened to strength training?” Sherry asked as she eyed the gun in her hand. She had expected wrestling or boxing training. Shooting practice was the farthest thing from her imagination. Levian chuckled. “This is better than wrestling,” he said as a man handed him a gun. He gave a light nod to the man. The men in black suits all left, leaving Sherry and Levian alone in the firing range. Pointing to a pair of headphones, he said, “Put them on, you will need them.” Sherry followed his instructions and fixed it around her head. Levian wasn’t wearing anything, but that was expected. He was used to this. When was the first time he learned to shoot? Sherry wondered as she watched him walk inside the booth and raise his gun, his attention all focused on the target in front of him. Bang! Bang! Bang!Levian fired three consecutive bullets, each hitting the pivotal area of the target–the forehead, the heart, and the lungs, while the third bullet lodged itself on the kneecap of the
“What were you talking about with Grandpa?” Levian asked as Sherry entered their room. After dinner, he had excused himself to his room as he was a bit occupied with his company’s work. He was seated behind a desk, working on his laptop after finishing dinner.“Just normal chit chat you know,” said Sherry as she sat down on the bed. Exhaling deeply, she threw herself on the bed, turning her head to look at Levian.Sherry noticed he hadn’t changed his dress. He was still wearing a white shirt, the one he had worn that morning. He had unbuttoned some of the topmost buttons, revealing his clavicle. Sherry gulped as she noticed the veins on his forearms that peeked out from under his messily rolled-up sleeves. “Mr. Smith,” Sherry spoke in a soft voice. “Are you trying to seduce me again?”“Seduce?” Levian raised his eyebrows, quickly faking a frown, “Looks like I need to teach you its real meaning.”Turning around in the chair, he gestured for her to come forward with one hand, while the