Micah’s POV I can’t get enough of her. I am like a man starved. A beast dying of thirst who just got his first drop of water. I want to devour her. I want to burn my imprint in her skin. I want to kiss her until she forgets that she doesn't love me. Until she is back to being mine. Even if it’s a
Fiona’s POV Kieran takes one look at me and pulls me in for a hug. “Hey, sis, you alright?” His tone is worried when he asks the question. I try to calm down my breathing and clutch at him for support. My mind is a whirlwind of emotions. I feel all over the place and I just need a second to breat
Suddenly, emotion grips me and for a moment, I forget everything. I forget all the reasons I ran away. All I can see is my daughter’s face and all I can sense is Micah’s eyes as he asked me to just look at him. I am still too raw from the earlier episode and his presence now is like a hammer to my c
Fiona’s POV I search his face to see if he is joking but his glacier blue eyes are ice cold. He is dead serious. I try to calm my nerves, try to not show much this is affecting me but I am afraid that I am already cracking. Once again, I pick up the document he pushed towards me and go through th
Fiona’s POV Three days later, I sit in my office, trying to curb my agitation. After making me sign the documents, Micah had more or less ordered me to make an office space available for him. I was surprised he hadn’t just decided to take over my office and have me humiliated in front of everyone b
Still, Roger has been an excellent employee for the past three years. One of my best. He was also a compassionate individual, who everyone at Mistyca adored. I couldn’t fire him just because he messed up under duress. I had to stand up for him. “I know but Micah let me handle this. I-” I don’t eve
Fiona’s POV I gingerly put the cup of coffee I have made for Micah on his desk. It’s a double espresso. Just like I know he likes it. He looks at the cup and then at me suspiciously. I force a smile that I hope looks natural. Though, his eyes narrow even more as he takes it in. When he doesn’t mo
I nod, seeing the sense in her words. “Give me a short while and I can send you all the information I have on him.” She continues. After discussing the matter a bit more, I promise Antonia that I would look into the emissary and then shut the call. Immediately after, I shoot a text to Anders, one