He had something to himself he wanted to keep a secret and this was a big secret indeed. Whatever it was, it seemed to hang its ugly head towards Varya’s disappearance.I came closer to him, my words spiced with hostility. “What did you do, Theo?”For this time, Theo did not utter a single word. He simply glared at me with such hatred in his eyes, but there was something else within them—shame … or was it guilt? Then, finally, he spoke his voice being as low and quiet as a whisper.“What had to be done was done, so whatever you saw me doing was part of the package.”These words left me feeling the same as if the wind had just punched out of me. I could sense the density of them, the facts disguised behind the label.Theo had done something, something that altered everything. And now, the only thing he was attempting to do was to find a rational explanation for what he was doing for himself and me and everyone else.“What does that mean?” I demanded. “What did you do?”Theo shook his h
Kylo’s POVThe rain kept on falling hard against the glass, a chill menagerie of the gloom beyond this side. Conversely, my inner turmoil was far in excess of that being experienced by the tempest outside.Only my desk lamp illuminated the room, throwing spooky shapes about on piles of papers lying everywhere. Varya was missing, and the silence in her absence gnawed at me. There were too many pieces, and for too long, none of them fit. Until now.Dora.I hadn’t thought of her initially. After I kicked her out of my life for the way she treated Varya, I’d assumed she’d retreated back into the shadows, bitter but harmless. I should’ve known better. Her bitterness wasn’t harmless—it was venomous.Dora had never forgiven me for marrying Varya. I could see that clearly now. It wasn’t just jealousy; it was hatred. And her plan wasn’t merely to punish Varya for taking her place—it was much worse.I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples as I tried to piece together the information Ameli
Kylo’s POVWith each new revelation, a darker truth emerged. The pieces of the puzzle that had eluded me for so long were finally coming together, but that came with a bigger weight. Nor was it a simple matter of jealous ex-lover; it was not a coincidence either.It was something much more sinister. The person who orchestrated manners was someone I could have never guessed would be Jasmin, Varya’s so-called best friend.I stood by the window in my office looking out on the city. My mind raced as I watched the lights below become blurred. Every part of me burned with anger as I thought of Jasmin's betrayal.She had been someone Varya trusted, someone who was supposed to look out for her, and yet, for a fistful of money, she had sold her out to Dora — the woman who had been obsessed with taking Varya’s place in my life. I never imagined Jasmin could sink so low.The betrayal felt personal. Not just because it had led to Varya’s kidnapping, but because it shattered the fragile trust I ha
After a considerable amount of time, I finally arrived at Jasmin's flat, and I had to take a deep breath to de-stress. It was then important to contain this confrontation. If the problem of anger was an issue in this case I had to make sure that it did not obscure my vision from vital details sourced from the mini-case. Despite this, I felt the urge to scold her for what she had done to me but I had to contain myself. I rang the bell and after a few minutes, the door slowly opened. Jasmin opened the door and her face lit up showing her feeling of surprise. She looked nervous and it was quite justifiable to do so. "You need to tell me what is happening here!" she stammered out before taking a few steps back. My voice was cold when I responded, "I think you know why I’m here." Without waiting for an invitation, I stepped inside. "We need to have a word." Jasmin swallowed hard and closed the door behind me. She looked like she was about to break down, but I did not have time for her
Jasmin's POVBreathing was becoming more difficult due to the burden of my personal guilt. It slammed back every time I believed I could push it away, like an unstoppable wave.For hours, I had been pacing my room in an attempt to get rid of the feeling and persuade myself that what I had done was OK and that I was only a player in the larger scheme of things. However, I knew in my heart that Varya had been deceived by me.The same Varya that I had once called a friend, who confided in me, and who had trusted me. I could hardly recognize the person staring back at me every time I looked in the mirror these days.The weight of what she had done appeared to have tormented and emptied her out.Theo had promised me it would be simple. He said no one would get hurt, that it was all just a game to gain control, to secure his place."Nothing would happen to her," he'd said, his voice smooth, coaxing me into his plans like a siren luring sailors to their doom.And I, desperate for validation,
KYLO POVIt continued to rain outside as I sped towards the meet point, drops hammering the windows of the car. Indeed the only message I received from Jasmin required only several lines of text informing me to meet her at a small café on the outskirts of the city.No explanation. No details. However, there had to be some sort of plan in the works.Jasmin was a very close friend of Varya. ever since the girl, Varya vanished, I had eyed her with suspicion, thinking to myself that she knew more than she was willing to let on. But today felt different.The least she could have done was the one to initiate the conversation and because she did so, I became curious. Desperate, maybe. But definitely curious.On reaching the parking lot, I took my time to look at the area. It was a quiet place and situated somewhere in the less working areas of the city. No one came here—ideal for an extramarital affair.I pulled open the door and entered the café; the inside warmth was in contrast to the rai
KYLO’S POVThe stillness of the world outside was interrupted and stars flickered like burning coal on the black velvet sky. My breath turned into vapor in the coldness of the night as I crouched behind the high walls of the mansion. It wasn’t Theo’s home but it served as a prison for Varya.Every beat of my heart counted down to when I would soon arrive at her location.For weeks, I have been pursuing ghosts, sifting through dead-ends and false trails. But tonight, everything fell into place. Theo had slipped up, his increasingly erratic behavior leading me to this secluded property on the outskirts of the city.It was a heavily guarded fortress—too secure for a man simply protecting his business.He was hiding something, and I knew what. No, who?Varya was here. I could feel it in my bones.I slipped through the darkness, my movements precise and deliberate. Every step had been planned, every security measure calculated. I’d spent days watching the property, noting the shifts of the
“Varya,” I whispered, stepping into the room. Her head lifted, her eyes widening in disbelief as she saw me.“Kylo?” Her voice was hoarse, barely more than a rasp. She attempted to sit up but couldn’t, her body was helpless, helpless after being held captive for weeks. I was by her side in an instant lifting her up from the ground and pulling her close to me.“I’m here,” I whispered back, pulling her as close to me as she could get. “I am taking you out of here. ”She began crying and the both of us embraced each other and stood there strangely. But this is what we did not have time for. I note that I could feel the sense of impending doom surrounding us. Theo could come back at any moment, and if he saw us cuddling he would never let me live it down.“We have to go,” I whispered and retreated a little so we could properly look at each other. “Can you walk?”She agreed, even if she very much looked like she’d prefer sleeping instead of getting out of bed. I walked her to the door, hol