ALEXANDER POVI called Finn immediately I was ready.“What's up? Meet me at the company; Williams just requested a private meeting with me this morning.”.“Alright, I'll be there.”.I drove out.********Daniela walked up to me as I walked into the company. It's like she's been waiting forever.“Finally you're here. Is this true what I heard about Mr. Williams? Finn told me he is acquainted with Devon and is the leak.”*Yup, he is, I said, not paying total attention to her; a staff member greeted us as we waited for the elevator.“Has he said anything in addition to wanting to see me?”“No boss, he just wanted a time today; I gave him one, and boom, he was already on his way here.”.“That's fast,” I smiled and thought of how desperate he must be to watch me fall.*****"Mr. Williams welcomed me with a firm handshake as I walked into the conference room. His usual calm demeanor betrayed nothing, but I already knew better.“Mr. Bloodhound, good to see you,” he started, gesturing for me
KELLY’S POVThe soft tapping on my shoulder pulled me out of my sleep. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dimly lit room. Standing above me, hands in his pockets and an unreadable expression on his face, was Alex. His presence filled the room, radiating authority and an undercurrent of something darker.“Alex,” I mumbled, sitting up. My voice was groggy from sleep, and my heart quickened. “You’re back.I've waited for you all day.“Yes, I am.” His tone was calm, almost too calm, like the surface of a still lake hiding something dangerous beneath. “All day? I came in late because I had an engagement this evening that took me off balance, he said and quickly added “We need to talk, Kelly.”I tensed at his words, the unease from the previous day rushing back. My eyes flickered to the clock on the wall. It was nearly midnight.“Talk about what?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, though my pulse betrayed me, thundering in my ears.He moved to the chair near the window and sat
ALEX’S POVThe soft light of the early morning filtered through the curtains of my office, but I couldn’t focus on the papers sprawled across my desk. My mind replayed the events of the night before like a broken record. Kelly’s tear-streaked face. The crack in her voice as she accused me of being someone she couldn’t trust. The way she looked at me as if I was a monster.I leaned back in my chair, running a hand over my face. I’d never felt this way before, this gnawing guilt about who I am. My world wasn’t built for softness or second chances, and yet, Kelly made me question everything. Her words last night had cut deeper than I wanted to admit.I hadn’t meant to scare her, but my tone, my actions—they were born of habit, of survival. She didn’t understand the darkness I lived in. How could she? She was light in a world of shadows, and I’d dragged her into my chaos.But I had to make it right.Standing, I paced the length of the room, my polished shoes echoing on the marble floor. A
KELLY'S POVThe silence of my room was deafening, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves brushing against the window. I couldn’t shake the echo of Alex’s words from earlier tonight."By fifteen, I’d taken my first life."He had delivered the confession with a calmness that was chilling, but his eyes betrayed him. Beneath the steely exterior, there was pain, guilt, and a weariness I hadn’t fully grasped until that moment. The weight of those words pressed on my chest, making it hard to breathe.I lay sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling, willing sleep to come. But how could I sleep after hearing that? My thoughts raced, colliding into one another like waves crashing against a rocky shore.Who was Alex, really? Was he a protector, a savior who had risked everything to keep me safe? Or was he something darker, someone whose past was too dangerous to outrun?And yet, despite the turmoil in my mind, I couldn’t deny the pull I felt toward him. It wasn’t just his mysterious al
Alexander's POVThe early morning sun filtered through the blinds in my office, casting long streaks of light across the polished floor. I swirled the amber liquid in my glass, though it was far too early for bourbon. My thoughts were tangled, replaying last night’s meeting with Devon. Every word, every smirk, was etched in my mind like a puzzle begging to be solved.Finn strode in without knocking, his usual casual confidence exuding from every movement. He dropped a file on my desk before taking a seat across from me."Well?" he asked, leaning back. "How’d it go with Devon?""Exactly as I expected," I replied, setting the glass down. "He’s playing the long game, but it’s not as clever as he thinks. He wants to make his move, Finn, and he thinks I’m too distracted to see it coming."Finn frowned, tapping his fingers on the armrest. "And the part where he blatantly admitted to wanting your company? Bold. Too bold. What’s the play now?"I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the desk.
Kelly’s POVDaniela’s energy was like a storm when she entered a room—impossible to ignore. She swept into my space early the next morning, carrying a bag that seemed far too heavy for someone in heels that high.“Good morning, sunshine!” She announced, dropping the bag onto the floor with a loud thud.I groaned from my spot on the couch. “Why are you so loud? It’s barely 7 a.m.”“Because today is the day,” she said with a sly grin. “The day we turn you into a phoenix.”“What does that even mean?” I sat up, wincing as my shoulder protested the movement. The stab wound was healing, but it still ached, reminding me of the price I’d paid for being a best friend and a lovely girlfriend.Daniela perched on the armrest of the couch, her sharp eyes scanning me like a sculptor sizing up a block of marble. “It means you’re about to rise from the ashes, darling. No offense, but you look like someone who’s been through hell. I know I helped pick a line of clothes for you the last time, but I thi
Kelly’s POVThe next few days passed in a whirlwind of routines I never thought I’d experience. Daniela wasn’t just persistent—she was relentless. My mornings started with grueling workouts that made every muscle in my body protest, but I couldn’t deny the strange satisfaction that came with pushing myself.Plans for my school were also in place; I was less bored.True to her word, she didn’t let my injuries excuse me completely, but she was mindful enough to adjust the intensity when I felt I couldn’t continue. Her sarcastic remarks and blunt humor somehow made the sessions bearable, even when I wanted to collapse on the mat and pretend the world didn’t exist.“Do you feel that burn?” Daniela asked one morning, hands on her hips as she watched me struggle through a set of lunges.“Feel it? I’m pretty sure my legs are about to disown me,” I replied, gritting my teeth.She smirked. “Good. That means it’s working. Pain is weakness leaving the body, Kelly. Remember that.”As much as I ha
Kelly’s POVThe morning sun streamed through the large windows of the mansion, its golden rays bouncing off the polished floors. As I descended the grand staircase, I heard hushed voices coming from the sitting room. Curious, I crept closer, pausing just outside the door.“Time is running out, Alex,” Daniela’s voice was sharp, cutting through the stillness. “If you don’t move soon, we’ll lose any leverage we have.”“I know,” Alex replied, his tone heavy. “But pushing her too fast could backfire. She needs more time.”“You’re gambling with her life,” Daniela shot back. “If she’s not ready when they come—”“She’ll be ready,” Alex interrupted, his voice steely. “I won’t let anything happen to her.”My heart pounded as I leaned against the wall, trying to process their words. Who was coming? And what kind of leverage were they talking about?The floor creaked beneath my foot, and their voices abruptly stopped. Before I could retreat, Alex’s commanding voice called out, “Kelly, you can com
Kelly’s POVI opened my eyes and found out it was morning.Alex’s arms were still wrapped around me as I stirred awake, his steady breathing tickling the back of my neck.“You’re awake,” he murmured, his voice still husky with sleep.“Barely,” I replied, snuggling closer. “It feels too early to get up.”“That’s because it is,” he said with a low chuckle. “But you have to. Work calls, doesn’t it?”“Why do you always ruin perfectly good mornings with the mention of work?” I teased, turning in his arms to face him.“Because I’m the responsible one here,” he said smugly, brushing a strand of hair away from my face.I rolled my eyes. “Right, Mr. Responsible. Weren’t you the same person who tried to convince me to skip work last week for a spontaneous road trip?”“Guilty as charged,” he admitted, grinning. “But that’s because I wanted to spend more time with you.”“And now you’re rushing me out of bed. Make it make sense, Alex.”He laughed, his blue eyes sparkling. “Fine, stay in bed. But d
Kelly’s POVI lay sprawled on the bed, fresh from the shower, my damp hair clinging to my shoulders. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm hue over the room, while the faint hum of night crickets filled the air. My fingers trailed lazily over my phone screen as I scrolled through a few work emails, though my mind wasn’t fully engaged.Tomorrow was going to be another busy day at work, and I was debating whether to wear the cream blouse with the floral pencil skirt or stick with the classic black dress that never failed me. I sighed, tossing my phone to the side and staring up at the ceiling, pondering the endless decisions that came with adulting.The knock on the door startled me slightly, pulling me out of my thoughts. Before I could respond, Alex pushed the door open, a boyish grin on his face.“Do you ever wait for an invitation?” I teased, sitting up and pulling the blanket over my legs.“You don’t seem like the type who’d turn me away,” he shot back, stepping fully into
Alex’s POVI sat across from Kelly, watching her sift through the shopping bags scattered across the floor. She had an almost childlike excitement, carefully pulling out each item as if she were rediscovering them. "How many more bags do we have?" she asked, tossing a playful glance my way. "Too many," I replied, grinning. "But every single one was worth it." She held up the shimmering silver gown, the one that had everyone in the boutique staring. "This one... I still can't believe you picked it." "Why not?" I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. "It’s you. Bold. Stunning. Unforgettable." Her cheeks flushed, but she quickly masked it by holding the dress against herself and twirling. "You’re laying it on thick tonight, Alex." "Is it working?" I teased. She shrugged, smirking. "Maybe." Just as she was about to sit, my phone buzzed on the coffee table. The sharp vibration cut through the room's cozy ambiance. Kelly’s eyes flicked to the screen. "Work?" she asked, her
Alex’s POVI stood by the dining table, watching Kelly prepare her plate, completely unaware of the thoughts swirling through my head. She looked radiant, even with her hair slightly disheveled and her morning robe loose around her shoulders. Moments like this reminded me of why I fought so hard to keep her in my life."Are you going to just stare, or are you actually going to eat?" she teased, flashing me a mischievous grin as she stabbed a piece of toast with her fork.“I was just wondering how someone could look so beautiful and innocent, not that you're so innocent ,” I replied smoothly, pulling out a chair and sitting beside her.“Flattery, you know I sometimes don't see this beauty everyone sees; you know I feel cute from time to time, but sometimes I feel you all just exaggerate how I look,” she said, though I caught the blush rising in her cheeks.We started eating in silence, though Kelly’s idea of eating seemed to involve finding creative ways to make me laugh.“Here,” she s
Kelly’s POVAs I walked back into the mansion, my heart was still racing from the confrontation with Gina. Every word of our exchange replayed in my mind like a warning siren. I couldn’t let her get to me or Alex. My resolve was firm, but I couldn’t ignore the sense of foreboding creeping up my spine.I pushed open the door, determined to shake off the unease. To my surprise, Alex was standing by the doorway, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. The intensity in his eyes made my steps falter.“Alex,” I said softly, my voice betraying my nervousness. “I didn’t know you’d be waiting here.” Was he listening all this while?He didn’t respond immediately, his piercing gaze locked on mine. My heart sank. Had he heard? “Say something,” I screamed in my head.“You called Gina,” he said evenly, though there was an edge to his tone.I froze, the blood draining from my face. “You—uh—you heard?” I made myself walk closer in order to not show how shaken I am thinking he's about to pick an offe
Kelly’s POVThe day after the attack was chaotic, yet there was a strange sense of normalcy in the routine. At least, on the surface. I had spent most of the morning engrossed in my work at the front desk, filing appointments, organizing schedules, and handling client correspondence. The attack was still fresh in my mind, but Alex had assured me that it was under control. He hadn’t gone into detail, though, and I didn’t press him. After all, I had enough on my plate already.By the time lunchtime rolled around, I decided to surprise Alex and Daniela with an order from their favorite restaurant. I picked up my phone and placed the order quickly, hoping it would cheer Alex up. He’d been distant, his mind clearly elsewhere.Once the food arrived, I carried it up to Alex’s office. Daniela was already there, seated on the couch, her laptop balanced on her knees.“Lunch break!” I announced, placing the bags on Alex’s desk.“Finally,” Daniela said, stretching. “I was starting to think I’d ha
Alex’s POVThe morning after the attack, I woke to the quiet tension that had filled the house. Kelly was still asleep, her figure serene in the soft morning light. For a moment, I let myself breathe. I needed this—the calm before the storm.Downstairs in my office, Marcus and Daniela were already waiting for me. The air was charged with unspoken thoughts.“Boss,” Marcus began, “we finished going through the car and found this.”He handed me a manila folder.I flipped it open, scanning the contents. My stomach twisted into a knot as I read the message inside:“Hello, Alex. You thought I’d fade into the shadows, but I always leave a trail. Evidence of your little empire’s skeletons is in my hands. I’m not looking to sell it to the authorities yet... but I want you to think carefully about what I can do with it. Choose wisely, darling. Gina.”Attached were photos of documents—some real, others fabricated—that painted a damning picture of my business dealings. She had also included incri
Alex’s POVThe soft hum of my office heater was the only noise as I leaned back in my chair, reviewing our latest quarterly reports. My focus was razor-sharp; after all, I had an empire to run. I didn't want this to be a front anymore; I want something more legal for Kelly's sake. Yet, as always, thoughts of Kelly lingered at the edges of my mind.Her birthday had been a success. She was radiant, happy, and, most importantly, by my side. Everything I did was for her, whether she realized it or not.The intercom on my desk crackled, breaking my concentration. "Mr. Bloodhound" came from the voice of Paul, one of the security guards stationed downstairs."Yes?" I responded, sitting up straight."Sir, there’s a situation with your car. One of the rear tires is punctured. It looks deliberate," he said, his voice unusually tense."Deliberate? How certain are you?""Very certain, sir. Should I have it inspected further?""Stay there. I’ll send someone to check it out," I said, immediately en
Kelly’s POV"Kelly! Kelly, wake up!" Alex’s voice jolted me out of a dream I couldn’t quite remember. His hand was warm on my shoulder, shaking me gently.I groaned, rolling over. "Alex, it’s still dark out. What are you doing?""It’s 8 a.m., Angel," he said, his tone playful but firm. "Come on, get dressed. We have somewhere to be."I sat up, blinking. "Somewhere to be? On a Sunday? Alex, I had plans to sleep in and maybe binge-watch some crime drama."He grinned. "Well, your plans just changed. Trust me, you’ll love this.""Do I at least get a hint?""Not a chance," he said, tugging the blanket off me. "Now hurry up. I’ll be downstairs. You have twenty minutes."I groaned again but swung my legs off the bed. "Fine, but this better be worth it."By the time I made it downstairs, dressed in jeans and a cozy sweater, Alex was leaning against the kitchen counter, sipping coffee. He looked up and smiled. "Ready?""As ready as I’ll ever be," I said, grabbing the cup he’d set out for me. "