Amethyst stood by her bedroom window, watching as a sleek black car pulled up to the house. A man emerged, his demeanor exuding authority. She recognized him immediately, even from a distance. She had seen him before, mingling with Jonathan's associates. Her curiosity piqued, and she decided to take a risk.Another person visited today, and she's sure of that because she has never seen him before. Even when she and Jonathan were married.Quietly, she left her room and made her way to Jonathan's office. She moved with purpose, masking her intentions with an air of casual indifference. As she approached the door, she could hear muffled voices.Amethyst couldn't help but feel bad because, at that time, there was no guard outside Jonathan's office."La Victima Mafia won't last much longer if Dylan keeps this up," the visitor was saying. "Our spies in La Xiena Mafia are all dead."Amethyst's heart raced. He couldn't help but smile at what he heard. Sure enough, it is still La Xiena who is
The next day, the same man who had visited Jonathan's house earlier sat across from him in the study. Amethyst greeted him because she had no choice but to greet him good morning because she was in the garden when that man entered and their eyes met. That man would be surprised if he didn't show hostility.When the man entered Jonathan's office, he immediately sat in the chair, even though Jonathan had not said anything to him. It is obvious that the two have a really deep connection. The atmosphere was tense, filled with unspoken suspicions and hidden agendas. The man leaned forward, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized Jonathan.He looked out the window and could see the garden from there. He could no longer see the woman his friend had married, so he turned his attention back to Jonathan. "Are you really sure about that girl?" he asked, and Jonathan also noticed that Amethyst was uncomfortable. "Do you really trust her?" he asked again, his voice low and serious.This is not the fi
Because of what's happening now and what she's observing, Amethyst can't help.Amethyst sat on the edge of her bed, her thoughts racing. He still couldn't get out of his mind the many possibilities that could be true now. Moreover, he has doubts about Jonathan. For Amethyst, Jonathan wasn't what he seemed. It's like it's different from the information he knows about it. The more she observed him, the more it became clear that he wasn't just an ordinary pawn in the intricate chessboard of the mafia world. According to La Xiena's intelligence, Jonathan is just a chess piece. However, that wasn't what she saw right now.She had spent enough time in the underworld to know the telltale signs of authority and power. Jonathan exuded both. He couldn't understand why the information they got was so different from what he was witnessing now.Did someone deceive them? If so, then how?Did he do something to manipulate the information like she did?Suddenly, it was as if a lightbulb lit up above
As Amethyst sat in the living room, her heart raced despite her outward calm. She had just sent a crucial message to Venna and Maureen, warning them about Jonathan's true nature. Now, she had to maintain her composure as Jonathan entered the room unexpectedly. Amethyst almost fainted because of Dylan's sudden entrance. Fortunately, she finished what she had to do and exited the tab she was using right before Jonathan entered. Jonathan's presence made her pulse quicken, but she kept her eyes fixed on the laptop screen, pretending to be engrossed in a drama playing there. He heard Dylan's footsteps just a meter away from the room, which is why his finger hurried to type on the keyboard. She couldn't afford to let any sign of nervousness or guilt show on her face. Jonathan approached, glancing over her shoulder at the screen. "What are you watching?" Jonathan asked casually, his tone betraying the tension in the room. Amethyst swallowed her anxiety. She turned to Jonathan, smiled,
Amethyst gritted her teeth when Jonathan left the room after their making session. He didn't know what was wrong with him; how was he able to feel leisurely despite Jonathan teasing him? What entered his mind, and he was able to agree to it? Yes, they're husband and wife, but that's only on paper.Or so she thought.Well, Amethyst thinks he's the only one who doesn't recognize Jonathan as her husband. After all, he doesn't love her. Also, he knew there was a reason why he agreed to marry her.That's right, he can't not know about that.Amethyst grimaced as she stood up from the bed to take a shower. She felt dirty.Even though Amethyst felt pleasure despite the fact that Jonathan was her sex partner, she still couldn't help but feel lonely. If it was Dylan... What if it was Dylan? Will he leave after sex?No, there is no way that Dylan would have sex with her. But she wishes she had gathered her courage and asked him for a night.Amethyst sighed and started to take a shower. She scrub
Jonathan left first when he saw that Amethyst had seen the whole building. Amethyst didn't know if she should be happy or not. First, he has his own coffee shop, but at the same time, he can't feel it. From the location of the building, design, items to be sold on the menu, and staff, all of that was taken care of by Jonathan. Yes, she's grateful to have staff and a building, but she can't be happy.After she assessed everything, she went back to the car and told the driver where she wanted to go. Since he had said goodbye to Jonathan, the driver didn't say anything more. The one that is going to observe her and watch her is the driver, who is always with Jonathan.The whole ride was quiet, and this made Amethyst feel depressed.When she arrived at the place, she couldn't help but smile. This sunflower field really never fails to help her lighten up her mood.Amethyst walked through the field of sunflowers, the golden petals swaying gently in the breeze. She still can't forget the day
"Misis Reid."Amethyst stopped walking when she entered the house because she was suddenly greeted by a maid. "Yes?""Sir Reid says that when you arrive, I will tell you to go straight to his office."Amethyst frowned. "Is he going to tell me something?"The maid shook her head. "I don't know; he didn't say. My only order is to tell you when you arrive to go to his office."Amethyst stared at the maid and then sighed. She nodded. "Okay."Amethyst didn't say anything and just went to Jonathan's office. She knocked, and the door opened. Jonathan's office was dimly lit, with the only source of light coming from his desk lamp. Amethyst immediately frowned and knew that this was not going to end well.The room was filled with the scent of leather and expensive cologne. "Oh, Amethyst, you're here," Jonathan said.'Is he drunk? ' Amethyst asked herself. However, she does not care if he is drunk or not."Do you need anything?" Amethyst asked, feigning innocence.She's tired, and she really wa
Three days after visiting the sunflower field, Amethyst found herself walking through the hallway of Jonathan's house, her thoughts scattered and her heart heavy. No matter how many times she rubs her skin, no matter how many times she takes a bath, she still doesn't lose the feeling when Jonathan touches her. The disgust is still in her.Amethyst just took a deep breath and then decided to head to the garden. That was the only place he could go. Even though she is Mrs. Reid, even though she is married to Jonathan, there are still parts of the house that she cannot go to, but Jonathan's staff can. Of course, Amethyst knows that it is related to La Victima Mafia.There is no need to rush; he needs to be careful. After all, Amethyst is still not sure if Jonathan is really the boss of La Victima Mafia.Walking down the hallway, Amethyst couldn't help but hear voices not far from where she was. The echo of her footsteps on the polished floor was the only sound she allowed herself to focus