QUINNS POVI woke up to the usual gentle caress of Bryan's fingers on my skin. I felt a shiver run down her spine as his touch sent waves of pleasure throughout my body.At first, i thought it was just another one of Bryan's romantic gestures. But as she opened her eyes, she realized that something was different. Bryan was lying beside me, with his eyes fixed on mine.Without a word, I reached out and gently pushed Bryan onto his back. I straddled him, her legs wrapping around his hips as she took control.Bryan's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't resist. Instead, he let out a low groan as I began to kiss his neck, my lips tracing the path down to his chest.I continued to roam my hands over Bryan's body, exploring every inch of his skin. It was incredulous because I felt a sense of power and freedom that I had never experienced before.As I kissed and touched Bryan, I realized that I was unleashing a part of herself that i had kept hidden for too long. It was exhilarating and
QUINN'S POVAs the day wore on, the lounge area grew busier. I was typing away on my computer when a woman walked in with her friend. She was dressed to the nines in designer clothing and jewelry, exuding an air of confidence and wealth.As I watched the woman settle into her seat, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. There was something about her that didn't sit right with me. She scanned the environment until her eyes landed on me.They settled in, and I cleared my table, moving to attend to her."Hello," the woman called, her voice dripping with disdain. "I need to place an order.""Of course," I replied, my tone neutral. "What can I help you with, ma’am ?"She scanned the menu, her eyes settling on every item before she finally settled on a drink. “Oh, I'll have a cosmopolitan.”I nodded, taking note of their order. As I handed her her drink, our hands slightly met, with her eyes fixed onto mine."You're quite familiar, aren’t you?" She asked. “You’re the lady who’s been s
I stood before Mr. Jenkins, feeling awful.knew I was in for a scolding, and I wasn't sure if I was ready for it. I looked down at my clothes, which were still damp from the drink the woman had poured on me. The memory of the incident is still fresh in my mind."I see you're still wet from the incident," Mr. Jenkins added. "I'm surprised you didn't think about changing your clothes before coming to see me."I shrugged, feeling a sense of embarrassment. "I didn't have time," I explained. "You asked me to come see you right away."Mr. Jenkins nodded, his expression unreadable. "Yes, I did. Because I wanted to talk to you about what happened. I've received complaints about your behavior today, Quinn. Complaints that you were rude to a customer, and that you seemed completely unprofessional."I felt a surge of defensiveness, but I tried to keep my cool. "That's not fair," I said, trying to explain. "The woman was being completely unreasonable. She was insulting me and making terrible comm
QUINN'S POVI walked into my apartment, feeling exhausted and drained. I didn't even bother to change out of my clothes. I just walked straight into the shower, letting the warm water wash away all my worries and stress.I stayed there for a long time, just letting the water gush over me.Finally, when I felt refreshed and rejuvenated. I got out of the shower and dried myself off, then walked into my bedroom to change into something comfortable.I put on a pair of soft pajama pants and a cozy sweater, and climbed into bed. Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep. But just as I was starting to relax, I heard a knock at the door.I groggily got out of bed and made my way to the door. I looked through the peephole and saw Bryan standing there, looking concerned.I felt a surge of annoyance. What was he doing here? I didn't invite him over, and I wasn't in the mood to deal with him right now.I opened the door regardless, trying to look calm and composed. "Hey, Bryan, What brings you here
QUINN'S POV As I stepped out of the car and onto the school grounds, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. The stares hadn't reduced, if anything, they seemed to have intensified.Earlier today, I remembered that I had a meeting with the Dean of Students. He wanted to congratulate me on my scholarship personally.As I made my way towards the office, some students shot me friendly glances, and even greetings.As I walked into the office, the Dean and some other lecturers looked up at me with warm smiles. "Congratulations, Quinn, on your scholarship," the Dean said, beaming with pride. "You must be overwhelmed."I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. "Thank you, Sir. I'm still in shock, I'm really grateful."The lecturers nodded and smiled, asking me questions about my plans for the future, and how I intended to use the scholarship to further my education. They treated me with a newfound respect, one that I hadn't experienced in a long time.I smiled,
EVA'S POVI walked into our living room, flopping down onto the couch beside Quinn. She was completely absorbed in her computer, her eyes fixed intently on the screen. I assumed she was working on a school project, but I didn't bother to ask. Instead, I grabbed the remote control and began flipping through the channels, searching for something to attract my attention.As I scrolled through the channels, my eyes landed on the news. The breaking news headline flashed across the screen, and my heart skipped a beat. "Sutherland Heir Murdered in Prison" screamed the headline. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Jason Sutherland, Quinn's older brother, was dead.Quinn looked at me with concern as I gasped, my eyes fixed on the TV screen. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.I pointed to the TV, my hand shaking uncontrollably. "It's Jason," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Her eyes widened as she read the headline, her f
QUINN'S POVI glanced at my watch for what felt like the hundredth time, my eyes widening in surprise as I realized I'd been waiting for Bryan for four whole hours. This was unheard of - Bryan never kept me waiting for so long. In fact, it was usually the other way around; he'd often show up at my doorstep unannounced with a charming smile spreading across his face.But today was different. Today, I was the one waiting, and waiting some more. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my eyes drifting towards the secretary who was typing away on her computer with a look of blatant disinterest on her face.I couldn't help but notice the sarcastic glint in her eye when she mentioned that he would be with me shortly earlier. It was as if she knew a secret I didn't, and it made my skin crawl. I began to wonder if she really told Bryan I was here. I sighed, my mind wandering back to the events of the past few days. It had been a whirlwind, to say the least. After appearing on TV to debunk the ru
Later that evening...I walked into the club, the familiar sound of laughter and music enveloping me like a warm hug. It had been a while since I last worked here, but Mr. Jenkins, had called me back in, saying they needed me to cover a shift.I clocked in and began to get ready for my shift, tying on my apron and grabbing a tray of drinks to take out to the floor. As I worked, I couldn't help but scan the crowd, looking for familiar faces, till my eyes landed on Matt, Eva's boyfriend. He shot me a knowing glance, carrying on with his activity.I felt a flutter in my chest as our eyes met. Matt had always been a good friend, but lately, I'd started to notice the way he looked at me, the way he smiled at me.I made my way over to him, he stood up, his eyes never leaving mine. "Hey, how are you doing?" he asked, in his low and gentle voice.I nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine, how’s work been?"He was still trying to compose his response when my phone rang. I searched around for Mr Jenkins, but
I woke up to an empty bed, my hands searching for any sign of Bryan. I had been so exhausted the night before, after showering and collapsing onto the bed. My body had been screaming for rest, and I had finally given in.As I lay there, I had felt Bryan come in later that night. He had pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight. I had felt a sense of safety and security in his arms, and I had finally been able to drift off to sleep.But now, as I woke up to an empty bed, I felt a pang of disappointment. I had been hoping that Bryan would still be there, that we could spend the morning together.As I searched the bed for any sign of Bryan, my hands suddenly stopped moving. I looked up to see Bryan standing in front of me, a smile on his face."Good morning," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement.I opened my eyes in shock, springing up from the bed. "Bryan!" I exclaimed, my heart racing with surprise.Bryan only laughed, his eyes crinkling at the cor
lSoon the driver arrived, and I got in, my mind still reeling from the event that had just happened.I pulled out my phone and started to dial Bryan's number. I was going to confront him but hung up on second thought.Maybe I should go to Eva, except that I didn't want to disturb her either. Besides, I'm not sure if she's ready to talk to me yet.I needed a distraction, something to channel this anger and frustration into. I spotted a small art studio nearby and quickly asked the driver to stop. I made my way inside. The smell of paint enveloping me, and calming my racing thoughts. It looked like a paint and sip recreational center, but it seemed quiet today.I settled in at a stand, picking up a brush and dipping it into a bright shade of blue. As I began to paint, I felt my tension slowly began to ease, replaced by a sense of calmness and focus.Just as I was getting lost in the creative process, my phone buzzed again. I hesitated, wondering if it was worth it. But as I looked ove
As I spotted her, I caught her eyes and nodded subtly towards the backyard. She nodded back in understanding as we both slipped away from the crowd.Once we were outside, Eva turned to me, her expression serious. "I've been waiting for you to resume work for the longest," she said as her eyes scanned me with a mixture of concern and curiosity.I let out a small laugh, trying to downplay the severity of my injuries. "I'm better, Eva. Just a few bruises here and scratches."But she wasn't buying it. She rolled her eyes, and took a step closer to me. "Are you ready then to tell me what's happening? Who did this to you?" she demanded, her voice firm.I tried to brush it off, resorting to the same excuse I had given them earlier. "I had already told you guys, I got into a fight..." But Eva wasn't having it.She cut me off mid-sentence. "Na-uh. You can tell that crap to Quinn, not me, Matt. I'm not daft!" She crossed her arms, her eyes flashing with annoyance.I raised my right hand in t
"Sir?" she called, poking her head into the room.I turned my attention towards her. "Yes? You can come in."She stepped inside, with a discreet envelope in her hand. "A courier just dropped this off, sir. It's marked 'urgent' and 'personal'."My eyes narrowed slightly as I took the envelope from her hand. It had my name typed on the front, but there was no indication of who had sent it or what it might contain."Thank you. That's all for now." I announced, dismissing her. She nodded and backed out of the room, closing the door softly behind her.I scanned the contents of the envelope, my expression darkened. "This is highly unacceptable. No, I wouldn't let her walk away from the agreement so easily."I picked up my phone and dialed my lawyer. "I need you to come to my office, right now.""Is everything okay, Mr Braxton?" His calm tone replied along the line."Well, if you get here now, you'll figure that out." I dropped the call.-----------------I spent the remaining few minutes pa
I finished gathering my belongings, rolling my box out of the house. Eva had the most pitiful face on. She wrapped me in a tight hug. "Promise me you'll often call and stay safe," she whispered, her voice trembling.I nodded, trying to reassure her. "I will, Eva. Don't worry."It's another morning, except that this is a not so bright one. I looked around Bryan's bedroom, my temporary prison.As I began to pack the few belongings I'd be taking with me. I was doing this. I was staying there, in this gilded cage, until I figured out my next move."I can do this," I said to myself, trying to sound convincing. "Maybe, I can stay here, play the part, and bide my time. It's not going to be forever. Just until I figure out what to do"But the truth was, I had no idea how to escape Bryan's grasp. He had eyes and ears everywhere, and if I tried to run, he'd find me. Underneath the moon and the stars, he'd find me.I shuddered at the thought, pushing it aside as I lifted the carton, moving it to
MATT'S POVI navigated through the crowded hallway of Eclipse, scanning the area for Eva. We needed to talk, and I'd been waiting for a chance to grab her attention.As I spotted her, I caught her eyes and nodded subtly towards the backyard. She nodded back in understanding as we both slipped away from the crowd.Once we were outside, Eva turned to me, her expression serious. "I've been waiting for you to resume work for the longest," she said as her eyes scanned me with a mixture of concern and curiosity.I let out a small laugh, trying to downplay the severity of my injuries. "I'm better, Eva. Just a few bruises here and scratches."But she wasn't buying it. She rolled her eyes, and took a step closer to me. "Are you ready then to tell me what's happening? Who did this to you?" she demanded, her voice firm.I tried to brush it off, resorting to the same excuse I had given them earlier. "I had already told you guys, I got into a fight..." But Eva wasn't having it.She cut me off m
I stood outside the sleek, modern building, checking the address on the piece of paper for what felt like the hundredth time. This was it – the office of Mrs. Stone, Jasper's lawyer.I took a deep breath, smoothing out my dress and mentally preparing myself for the meeting.As I pushed open the door, I stepped into an elegant lobby. The receptionist looked up from behind the desk, smiling politely."Can I help you?" she asked."I'm here to see Mrs. Stone," I replied, trying to sound confident. "I have an appointment."The receptionist nodded, typing something into her computer. "Of course, Mrs. Stone is expecting you. Please, take a seat, and I'll let her know you're here."I sat down in one of the plush chairs, flipping through a magazine I saw on the desk to distract myself. I came for something important – something that could change my entire life.After a few minutes, the receptionist called out to me. "Mrs. Stone will see you now."I stood up, taking a deep breath as I followed
QUINN'S POVI watched Matt.A million questions flowed through my mind. He was lying. I didn't know how, but my instinct told me he was hiding something.Seeing his battered body made me want to puke. Who could have possibly done this to him? I thought back to our previous discussion.Could it be Jasper... or Bryan?Just because his story wasn't adding up, it seemed too convenient and too rehearsed.He tried to speak, his voice low, almost coming off as a whisper "Concerning our previous discussion, Quinn... permit me to take that back?"I narrowed my eyes, my grip on the ice pack tightening. "What are you talking about, Matt?" Matt's gaze fixed on mine, his eyes pleading. "About... what I said. I was mistaken. I didn't mean to—"My anger boiled over. "Mistaken?" I repeated, my voice rising. "You showed me a picture, Matt. You told me things. What are you trying to take back?""I…I just didn’t want you to end up with him." He stammered, his eyes darting between Eva and I. "Yes, I got
MATT'S POVI slowly opened my eyes. Everything hurt. My body felt broken. I tried to move, but the pain shooting through me was unbearable.I remembered the beatings. I also remembered the sound of my bones cracking, the feel of my skin tearing. I was lying in a dark room, chained to the wall. I struggled to sit up, but it hurt too much."Jasper..." I whispered. I was angry, but I couldn't do anything.I waited, hoping someone would come and help me. But I knew I couldn't trust anyone. Not even myself.I slowly sat up, wincing in pain. One of the men soon stepped in, bringing me a bottle of water. "Hey, Man, you're finally awake? you've been out for days," he announced.I took the water, my hands shaking as I unscrewed the cap. I took a sip, feeling the cool liquid soothe my dehydrated throat.Just as I was starting to feel a bit better, another guard, Jake, spoke up. "I'll go tell the boss that he's awake," he said, as he made his way to exit the room.I shot them both a cold stare.