Sandra's POVI will not lie; ever since Tyler came to me demanding funding, I have been feeling very good. I mean, compare Brandon to $1000, isn't $1000 just chicken money to The cute Brandon I will have for the rest of my life? Most importantly, if this goes south, I can cry and lie and say that he forced me to do it.Honestly, I have nothing to lose if it goes bad, and I have everything to win if it goes well. So, this risk is so worth it.Lol.It is a warm afternoon, and I am in the swimming pool enjoying a kind of positive relaxation, letting the cool water wash over me, when I hear my phone ring. The sound pierces through the tranquility, a sharp reminder of reality.Its continuous ringing, like it was determined not to let me rest, made me get out of the swimming pool and pick it up. Water drips from my fingers as I swipe to answer. When I check who the caller is, I see that it is Tyler.But why is Tyler calling me? Haven’t I sorted him out and provided the funding he requested?
Tyler’s POVI only need a thousand dollars more to rent the gun, but I knew that I could get more than that from Sandra because, why not? lol. I mean, it’s not bad to eliminate Alessandra and then treat myself to a nice spa afterward. Or some nice food. After all, I deserve it.I can feel the anticipation bubbling in my veins—a strange mix of excitement and fear. My hands trembled slightly as I picked up my phone and called Sandra. I don’t expect her to refuse. She’s been complicit all this time, even if she doesn’t realize the extent of her involvement. She’s in this until the end, and she will definitely bear the consequences.Scoff.Hearing my phone beep once again, without any doubt, I know that it’s the money that just hit my bank account, and an alert was just sent to me. Relief washes over me, but it’s tinged with a dark sense of satisfaction.Anyway, I’m doing community service now, and I only have to wait until midnight before I can knock on that dusty door again. Every second
Alessandra POVIt has only been a few days since Brandon and I became these love birds, yet it feels like we have been doing this for a very long time. Our connection is so profound and so natural that every moment with him feels timeless and eternal.I don’t know why this is so, but I know that I love him deeply. I mean, I really do. And I am certain he loves me just as much as I love him. There is no debate about this. I can tell from the way he looks at me, from how he bites his lips gently whenever he stares at me too long, from how he makes me a priority each and every time, and from how he is that man who gives me undivided attention. It is truly unbelievable that, for the first time in my entire life, I am being treated like a queen. When Brandon wants us to go out, he always opens the car door first for me to step in, and only after I am perfectly seated in the car does he go to the driver’s seat. His chivalry is a sweet reminder of his unwavering dedication and respect.Eve
Brandon’s POVAs I step into Alessandra’s room, I’m immediately captivated by the scene in front of me. Her makeup artist, hairdresser, and stylist are working in perfect harmony, transforming her into an even more stunning vision.Her glossy, dark hair cascades in waves over her shoulders, and her eyes, accentuated with delicate makeup, seem to sparkle even more than usual. Her lips, painted a seductive shade of red, look incredibly inviting. Her dress hugs her curvy body in all the right places, highlighting her hourglass figure.I can’t help but be overwhelmed by her sheer beauty. Her sexy lips, curvy body, captivating eyes, and sultry voice all work together to draw me in, and I feel myself losing control like a moth drawn to a flame.With this, I just know that I want to have her in my arms so badly, feel her body pressed against mine so badly, kiss her tender lips so badly, look deep into her eyes, and tell her that I love her again and that I will do everything for her until th
Tyler's POVTruth be told, it's f**king hard to penetrate the tight security guarding Alessandra’s home. I mean, is she the queen of England? Why would she have so many security guards at her mansion? Each guard is equipped with high-tech gear, patrolling every corner like it’s a military base.But if this means that I give up, it is a lie.Back in college, I remember a night I had to make my way into the dean's office and change my exam result from poor to good. The adrenaline rush from sneaking through the hallways, avoiding the security cameras, and cracking the old filing cabinet is still vivid in my memory. And if I can successfully do that and not get caught, despite the alarm system and the security present that night, I think I should be able to pass the security at Alessandra's home as well.Since this is not my first time here, I kind of know where to pass that has less security, and there is no other place than the smaller gate. Alessandra lives in a very big mansion with
Tyler’s pov I've told you before that I did this at the dean’s office and successfully changed my exam records from failing to pass. The security camera protecting the dean's office from students like me failed to capture my face. I was so perfect a thief that I could even enter a bank, steal the entire vault, and still not get caught. Lol.In the same manner, does Alessandra's home make a difference? The answer is certainly a capital NO. I knew I was going to make it through. Even though she has security like she’s the president of America, am I not in her mansion right now? I made it through, didn't I? Scoff.To the grand carpet and corridor that extend before me, I begin to walk forward. At this moment, I don’t have to worry about any guards except for her personal guard who might be in the control room like a hawk watching its prey from above.The only thing I need to be careful about right now is the security cameras that might be in the corners and ceilings. Quietly and metic
Brandon’s POVAlessandra and I are making love when we suddenly hear a knock on the door. Covering our bodies, I watch as Alessandra instructs the person behind the door to speak his concern. Robert says,“Ma’am, Tyler Harrington has invaded the mansion. He is currently in the compound, hiding beside the limousine.” But this is not all Robert says. He takes a breath and continues,“He seems to be holding a gun and he is wearing a mask. Do you want us to inform the police or take him down immediately and dispose of his body?”Robert's words are cold and precise, but I do not judge him. He is a trained professional, prioritizing Alessandra’s safety above all else. Still, his willingness to kill so readily sends a chill down my spine. This isn't just security; it's survival, and it makes me question how far I would go to protect Alessandra.“No! Don’t kill him. Let him make his way in. I want to see what he is here to do,” Alessandra says to Robert. But just as I thought, Robert already
Tyler’s POVAfter they called the police on me, Alessandra did not even bother to ask or order her men to ask why I had chosen to penetrate her mansion and take her life. I guess she is not interested in those details, and all she cares about is seeing me go to prison.This is another level of pain for me, though. At least if she had done that, I would know there is still a part of her that cares about me and that she just could not help but talk to me. But no!This makes me reflect on my betrayal of her. Have I really betrayed her trust to the extent that she can never forgive me?At the police station, we just dropped off the black van they used to transport me. If I think that I will simply be locked behind bars at this instance, then I am only giving myself some kind of false hope.They throw me into the interrogation room and lock the door behind me. This is a very small and slightly dark room. I can see a chair in the center of the room and a mirror on one side.I have seen too m