I felt as though I had been sitting at my desk for ages. In reality, it had indeed been hours since it was nearly time for lunch; my fingers lingered above the keys, yet no words flowed. I had checked the distribution lines but I couldn't even see the names. The cursor flashed on the screen, seemingly taunting me for my lack of concentration on my work. My office was silent, almost oppressively so. I used to appreciate the tranquility and the opportunity to gaze out of the tall windows to admire the bustling traffic and the stunning ocean, but now I craved the sounds, anything to pull me away from my thoughts.I found it impossible to stop pondering over it.The kiss that didn't happen.I had told him, hadn’t I? Told him I’d throw up in his mouth if he tried to kiss me. But somehow, when he had come closer, his presence suffocatingly warm and powerful, I had leaned in. I had closed my eyes, waiting for him to close the distance, for him to place his lips on mine. My heart had pounde
JACE POVIt was not necessary to go to that business meeting. I could have easily sent someone else to represent me, but after what happened yesterday, there was no way I could stay in the same house with Aria after seeing her with her ex. The anger had simmered under my skin, and the only way to dull it, even just a little, was by keeping busy. Lucas… whoever the hell he was… was lucky I had already punched him lightly. If I hadn't, I would have tracked him down myself. But right now, I had instructed Edward to find out everything about him and what he had done to cause the rift between Aria and himself. The look on Caila's face and the way she had shook her head after seeing him didn't go unnoticed by me. There was something unusual that he had done...but she had stlill brought him into my house. I needed to know everything and until I understood it, I couldn't rest. “What's wrong?” Marcus asked.I looked at him, trying to push away the thoughts of the mess I’d created. Marcus w
It was 1 a.m. when I noticed the door to Caila’s room slowly opening. She had developed a routine of secluding herself in her workspace for entire days, surfacing only late at night, acting as if nothing was wrong. I knew that she usually waited until she thought I was asleep before sneaking back in, as though it made the distance between us easier to bear. But tonight, I knew better.She was avoiding me. And I… I had been avoiding her, too. The understanding struck me with the force of a heavy weight. I hated it. I hated that we had drifted apart because of everything, because of the mess Jace had put us in, because of my actions too. This tension between us... it wasn’t something I could ignore anymore. I was literally tired of it.It had been two days since Jace went to that business meeting, and as much as I hated to admit it, the house felt colder without him. But this... this was something different. It was the quiet, suffocating silence between me and my sister that hurt the mo
The time was 7pm and I should have probably been at home having dinner with Caila but I was at Grilo Restaurant waiting for Lucas to show up. I felt bad for lying to her that I was going to be with Rita but there was no way I could tell her that I was going out to have dinner with Lucas. I had already told her that seeing him was a mistake that I was going to make again.The Restaurant, was on a quiet street. The lights inside made it look cozy and welcoming. When I went in, I felt like I was going back in time. Lucas and I used to come here often. We would sit in the corner, talking and laughing together. The smell of food and wood reminded me of old times. I remembered the way the sunlight used to stream through the windows, casting a warm glow over everything. I remembered the sound of Lucas's laughter, the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled. Being back here brought it all flooding back. I checked my time and realized that the time was 7:30pm and he was yet to com
Here's a revised version with a clearer description of Maya's sensual moves:When Maya proposed that we apologize during dinner, I realized she meant more than just sharing a meal. Her desires were evident on her face, and her demeanor radiated allure. She looked at me with a clear craving in her eyes, holding my gaze as if she were attempting to revive the connection we once had.As she talked, her hands gestured with intentional slowness, her fingers gliding along the outline of her glass, her wrists rotating with a nuanced, alluring grace. It was a gesture I recognized all too clearly, one that had previously left me gasping but now sparked nothing but revulsion. Maya had always been a sensual person, aware of the power her body held over me. But now, her attempts to entice me only seemed desperate, a transparent ploy to regain my attention.I remembered how Edward had told me that Maya had been asking staff about my whereabouts, and how she had supposedly been in New York for work
The car's interior was warm compared to the weather outside but did nothing to help with the chilling sense of unease that seeped into my bones, settling in the pit of my stomach like a corrosive acid. My gaze darted towards the restaurant, scrutinizing every person who stepped out, hoping to catch a glimpse of Lucas or Jace. Time seemed to turn blur as I lost track of how long I'd been waiting in the car. The uncertainty was suffocating… killing.What were they discussing inside? I couldn't shake the feeling that I was the topic of conversation. A sense of dread crept over me as I realized Jace was about to discover Lucas's transgressions, and I'd be left looking like a fool once again. The restaurant door swung open, but it was just another stranger stepping out into the evening air.My patience was wearing thin. I contemplated getting out of the car to investigate, but the memory of Jace's face when he had told me to return to the vehicle held me back. His expression had been a ma
CAILA's POVI couldn't lie. I missed Jace.If someone told me I was going to have that thought last week, I would have told the person they were mad.At first, when my father had handed us over to him like commodities, I was beyond disturbed. I couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d control every aspect of our lives, that I’d lose my freedom, I'd be unable to continue my art… that I'd lose everything. But instead of that, Jace surprised me. He didn’t try to stifle me. He didn’t try to shut me down. Instead, he encouraged me. He had even created a workspace that was way better than the one I’d made up in my head, one that was completely mine. The freedom he gave me to create was something I’d never expected, and part of me felt guilty for even appreciating it, considering the circumstances. But I couldn't help it.It had been three days since he left for the business meeting in New York. Three long days without him, and despite everything, I couldn’t deny the emptiness I felt when I woke
ARIA'S POVIt was 8pm on a Friday morning and I was still at work. Few weeks ago I would have been at a club or sitting out with my friends but I couldn't bring myself to do that as I'd just be a killjoy. I couldn't go home because - Jace.It was two days after Jace had returned from his business trip, two days since he had ruined me with his words. Words that still laid fresh in my head, in an endless loop that was driving me crazy. So crazy that I couldn't focus. I couldn't believe that there was a time I thought that Jace had some humanity in him, that there was that tiny spec of goodness in him. I thought I saw it when he smiled at my sister's appreciation, when he had taken her out too, how he had treated her. Then I realized that it was all a mirage. When you get closer you realize that it was never there in the first place. He had even hurt her again yesterday. I had heard her crying all night but I couldn't even go to console her because I had lied to her too. What could I
JACE'S POVI rarely came down to the business and that was because I rarely handled this type of business by myself but today is different. Very different. I couldn't remember the last time my life had been this chaotic. Work stress, Travel stress, I loved it but these emotions that were rising? I hated it. It was making me lose control and that was one thing I hated. I hated losing control. I hate feeling like I'm at the back seat of my life and someone else is taking the steering wheel and steering me in the exact opposite direction I wanted to go. I was so fucking pissed right now that I could feel the slight tremor in my arms. But what was pissing me off more was Luke. He had tried to spy on me using Aria and that was another thing I hated - spies.The door opened and I entered the basement. The basement was one of the places I brought people who were finding it to talk under regular circumstances. I bring them there to encourage them to talk.But unlike one of the blackspots
ARIA'S POVDespite all the argument we always had in the house, it was such an irony that Jace insisted that we sat down at the dining together everytime we wanted to eat. But today both Jace and my sister were late and I was starving. I had to wait though. Jace hated when his food arrived before him so I sat there waiting. Immediately I had gotten back from work the previous day, I had collapsed on the bed and sleep had taken over me. I had not heard if Jace had returned home or not. Just then Jace steps out of his room and heads towards the head of the dining table. The house chef immediately brought the food and arranged it in front of them. One look at Jace and I knew he was livid. He still had that signature scowl but it had deepened. He looked like he could burst into a fight any moment.“Where is she?” he asked. “Caila,” he called her name like it tasted bitter in his mouth. I shrugged but said nothing, already stuffing things on my plate like a peasant. Caila steps out o
CAILA'S POVAs I gradually opened my eyes, the warm sunlight flooded my face, a soft touch that roused me from my sleep. I blinked several times, allowing my eyes to adjust to the brilliant light streaming into my room. Yet, there was something off; I usually kept my curtains drawn, so awakening to such brightness was unusual. Who could have raised the blinds?I pushed myself up and blurred my eyes until they became accustomed to the glaring light. As I surveyed the room, I observed the dominant dark and grey tones that enveloped the area. The walls, furnishings, and even the bedding were all painted in different shades of grey, complemented by deep wood and leather accents. This established a somber, masculine atmosphere, but what had caused my bed to shift?However, it was the discomfort in my lower abdomen that drew my focus, quickly followed by noticing subtle marks on my neck and shoulders. I flushed as I remembered the way Jace had held me tightly, his fingers digging into my s
CAILA'S POVAs my panties flew across the room, Jace hiked up my skirt. Somehow it felt hotter - fucking me in my clothes. Jace paused and stared down at me and though I couldn't see the horny mess that I was, I could feel it - my wetness slipping from my cunt.His face sank own on me, his lips consuming my clit. I shivered at the pleasure that rocked me from side to side. Even as I tried pulling away to slow him down, he just widened my hips, his strong hands locking them down and deepened the pressure. I cried out, my hips rising to meet his lips and my hands grasping his hair and pressing his head deeper. “Jace...” I gasped but he gave me no thought. His finger were next, plundering me with such skills like he knew the exact spot to touch to lead me to the gates of heaven.“You taste so good,” his growled, sending vibrations down that tipped me over the edge. The orgasm rocked through my body but he wasn't done. His fingers were back on as he cupped my breast and his thumb ran a
CAILA“Stay,” he repeated and this time I was sure. I closed the door behind me and walked back towards him. Settling down on his bed, I pulled off his shoes and set them on the ground as he laid properly.At first I thought he was going to fall asleep immediately but he jerked awake and sat up straight. Making me stand up sharply and move away from him.“I lost them,” he muttered softly.I turned around to see him sitting there with his knees brought up to his chest and his head in his hands.“I fucking lost them! I should have been there that night. It should have been me and not them!” He shouted. I stood there staring at him unsure of how to react. I knew it was the alcohol that was losing his tongue but should I hug him and tell him it was going to be okay? But Jace wasn't used to the soft treatment and was going to push me. But this wasn't the Jace I was used to. It made me hesitate.I sat on the bed beside him and asked the only question that was on my mind. “What happened?” I
CAILA'S POV"Are you okay?" Aria asked, her voice laced with concern as she stepped out onto the porch. It was nearly 12 AM, and the cool night air wrapped around us. Aria's tired face told me she'd had a long day… her eyes were heavy, and she looked like she’d been running on fumes. I could only imagine the stress she must be under, with everything that had been going on.I paused before answering, my mind torn between wanting to spill everything to her and wanting to keep the night’s unsettling events to myself. The image of Jace earlier… his defenses cracked, his mask slipping… lingered in my thoughts. It had felt like an intimate moment; a fleeting vulnerability I wasn’t sure I was meant to witness. I didn’t doubt my sister’s integrity, but that instance seemed like a secret I had to hold onto. At the same time, I had to reassure myself that my silence was out of concern; I didn’t want to add to her burdens, particularly after witnessing that expression on her face."Yes," I repli
CAILA'S POVI stood frozen in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat as the weight of Jace’s glare pinned me in place. It was like I was under a lens on a very sunny day. The room felt smaller, the air charged with a tension so thick it pressed against my chest. My pulse pounded as my stomach twisted. I should have known better than to let curiosity lead me here. I should have been cautious to know when he came. Jace’s gaze was like a blade, slicing through me without mercy. “I thought I made myself fucking clear,” he said, his voice low and sharp, each syllable laced with fury that seemed to have been already built up. My instinct screamed at me to take a step back, but my legs were rooted to the ground, my body refusing to make a move. “What the hell are you doing here?” I opened my mouth, but I couldn't compose myself enough to speak without stuttering. “I… I was just bored. Had a creative block, and I...” I stopped, hearing how pathetic the excuse sounded even to my ow
CAILA'S POVCreative block? Mental block? Artist block? Creator block? Whatever the name was, I was having it. I could stare at the screen for a look without hurting my eyes. I could sleep because I kept seeing an annoyed Jace and it was almost like a nightmare. I was home alone and I was bored as hell. Even the house servants and Edward were not inside. I decided to take a stroll around the house, see what I found. Since we came here - me and Aria, I have visited just three places. The dining because Jace started eating together as one of the rules even though he experienced limited vocabulary when we were eating, usually - pass me the bowl.The bedroom, because I slept there.Then my work space.Everywhere else in the house seemed foreign…As I reached the top floor of the house, I felt a little nervous. This was the area Jace had told us to stay away from. The hallway was dimly lit, with only a few faint rays of moonlight peeking through the windows. The walls were brown and the
ARIA'S POVIt was 8pm on a Friday morning and I was still at work. Few weeks ago I would have been at a club or sitting out with my friends but I couldn't bring myself to do that as I'd just be a killjoy. I couldn't go home because - Jace.It was two days after Jace had returned from his business trip, two days since he had ruined me with his words. Words that still laid fresh in my head, in an endless loop that was driving me crazy. So crazy that I couldn't focus. I couldn't believe that there was a time I thought that Jace had some humanity in him, that there was that tiny spec of goodness in him. I thought I saw it when he smiled at my sister's appreciation, when he had taken her out too, how he had treated her. Then I realized that it was all a mirage. When you get closer you realize that it was never there in the first place. He had even hurt her again yesterday. I had heard her crying all night but I couldn't even go to console her because I had lied to her too. What could I