QUINN'S POVI had this weird feeling that someone was watching me all the time. It started a few days ago, and it's been getting stronger ever since. Everywhere I went, I saw this gray car parked outside. It was always there, whether I was at school, work, or even my own home.At first, I thought I was just being paranoid. I told myself I was just imagining things. But the feeling wouldn't go away. It only got worse. I started to feel like I was living in a big glass bowl, with someone always staring at me.I tried to act normal and go about my daily routine. But the feeling of being watched was always there, in the back of my mind. I kept looking over my shoulder, expecting to see someone hiding in the shadows. I was always on edge, waiting for something to happen.I didn't know what to do or who to talk to. I just knew I had to get rid of this creepy feeling.-------------------As I walked out of school today, I had that same feeling. I quickened my pace, my heart racing with every
BRYAN'S POV I stopped abruptly in my tracks with my eyes blazing with anger as I stormed into Jasper's office. After I let someone who had a track on Quinn stop monitoring her, it became harder to predict her destination. I had been searching for Quinn everywhere today, and Jasper's office was the last place on my mind. Not only was she with Jasper, she was sitting on his legs groping his face, locked in a hot and passionate kiss.Quinn!" I called, my voice echoing throughout the room.In an instance, Quinn and Jasper sprang apart, startled. Her eyes widened as she saw my furious face."Bryan, please calm down! It's not what you think", she pleaded, holding out her hands.But I was beyond speechless.She continued. "I only thought about bringing him food, since I...I cooked..."My anger boiled over, and without hesitation I charged towards them. Jasper didn't flinch, even when my fist connected with his jaw. He stumbled backward, his eyes locked onto mine, but he didn't retaliate.
I rushed out of the hospital as soon as I knew Jasper was in good hands. My anger was directed towards Bryan, and I couldn't wait to confront him. I hailed a taxi and headed to his estate, my frustration growing with each passing minute.When I arrived, the security guards blocked my path. "I need to see Bryan," I demanded firmly.The guards exchanged skeptical glances. "I'm afraid that's not possible, Miss," one of them said.My annoyance boiled over, and I raised my voice. "Let me in! I know Bryan's here, and I need to talk to him!"The guards remained firm, but one of them received a phone call. He listened for a moment, then nodded and hung up.After what felt like an eternity, the guards finally relented. "Okay, miss. You can go in. But please, calm down and get a hold..."I didn't wait for him to finish. I pushed past the guards and stomped upstairs, my heels echoing through the hallway.Bryan was standing at the edge of the staircase waiting for me. I stopped in front of him, my
I sat beside Matt, my eyes fixed on his anxious face. "Listen carefully," I warned, my voice firm. "Call your boss and tell him exactly what happened. He has three hours to get back to us. If I don't hear from him, things will get ugly."Matt's eyes widened, fear and panic written all over his pale face. "Please, don't hurt me. I was just following orders." He looked like a scared puppy.I clenched my jaw, my determination growing. I became more resolute. "Let's just say your boss won't want to find out. Make the call, Matt. Now. Tell him this is his one chance to fix this peacefully."Matt hesitated, sweat beading on his forehead. His trembling hands struggled to hold the phone as he dialed. I watched, my patience wearing thin, my mind racing with the consequences that I planned to unleash.A few minutes later the door opened, and Jasper walked in. I sat motionless, eyes fixed on Jasper as he paced around the room, glancing at his watch. I noticed he didn't have much time in hand and
JASPER'S POVCall me creepy or obsessive, but I really don't care. When it came to Bryan, I needed to know everything. His habits, his motivations, his secrets. I had spent years gathering intel, trying to stay one step ahead of him.It was a delicate dance, one that required patience, persistence, and a willingness to push boundaries.When I got that call, I knew exactly where to meet Bryan, and I had a pretty good idea of what to expect. Over the years, I have gathered a significant amount of information about him - some of which he disclosed easily, and others that I had to dig deeper to uncover.I knew his favorite foods, his preferred vacation spots, and even his deepest fears. But despite all this knowledge, I still couldn't shake off the feeling that I was missing something.My eyes burned with anger at the fact that he seemed to have forgotten all about her. It was a slap in my face. I can't recall what losing Camille did to my self-esteem, but I remember the pain and the angui
---------Fast-forward to days later, I invited Camille to come home, as I prepared to make dinner for us. Most importantly, I needed Bryan to meet her. I couldn't stop thinking of her.As Jasper walked Camille to the door, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. He had invited her over to Bryan's place, hoping to spend more time with her in a more relaxed setting.But as soon as we walked in, I noticed a sudden change in Camille's demeanor. She seemed distracted, her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Bryan, who was sitting on the couch, reading a book."Camille, this is Bryan," I introduced, trying to sound casual.But Camille's reaction was anything but casual. She walked over to Bryan, a bright smile on her face."Bryan, we've met before," Camille said, her voice dripping with sweetness.Bryan looked up, a hint of surprise on his face. "Oh, yeah? Where was that?""At the art exhibition last week," Camille replied, her eyes never leaving Bryan's face.I felt a pang
QUINN'S POVAs I walked out of class, feeling relieved that the grueling test was finally over, I noticed a stranger leaning on my car. He was wearing dark glasses and a face cap, which seemed unusual, especially since it wasn't even sunny outside. I approached my car, wondering what this guy wanted. I honked the horn, expecting him to move, but he didn't seem to be bothered. Instead, he remained leaning on my car, his eyes fixed on me.That was when I recognized him. "Clark? What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised. He pushed off from the car and stood up straight, his eyes still hidden behind his glasses.Nice car, Quinn," Clark said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I see you're doing well for yourself. Caring boyfriend, new car...you're really living the high life, aren't you?"Suddenly, my phone buzzed, breaking me from my mini thought.I answered the phone, and Eva's voice was filled with concern on the other end. "Quinn, have you heard from Matt? I've been trying to reach h
QUINN'S POVAs I walked out of the school cafeteria, I felt a very uneasy feeling lingering around me.I couldn't help him but wonder what lay ahead of me today Just as I was about to step out into the bright sunlight, my phone rang, shrill and insistent. I hesitated for a moment before answering it."Hello?" I said, my voice cautious."Quinn, this is Dispatch," a voice said on the other end of the line. "I have an item for you. It's marked urgent."My heart skipped a beat as I wondered what could be so urgent. "What is it?" I asked, my curiosity asked."I'm not at liberty to disclose that information over the phone," the dispatcher replied. "But I need to meet with you in person. Can you tell me where you are?"I hesitated for a moment before responding. "I'm at school," I said finally. "But I'm not sure if it's a good idea to meet here.""It's the only place I can meet you right now," the dispatcher insisted. "Please direct me to your location."I sighed inwardly, wondering what I h
I couldn’t break free from Bryan's grasp and, before I knew it, I was kissing him back. It was suffocating to some extent, but none of us wanted to break the tie that we created.Again, my subconscious yelled at me, trying to shake me of the trance-like state I was in. This isn't the reason you’re here, Quinn.She was right.I started to make an attempt to push him off, but it was too late. I heard a loud ripping sound of fabric. He had just torn my dress, exposing my skin to the cold air. Bryan’s hands flew to my back as he undid my bra. Then his lips moved to my neck. In one instance, I threw my head backward, giving him all the access he needed.His hands moved to my core, his fingers rubbing against it gently, sending shock through me. I knew I was lost. I gasped at the effect. My eyes met his gaze and he looked completely blown. His pupils were so dilated as he watched me moan.His lips moved to my boobs aggressively as he sucked on one of them, giving me a light bite. I cried o
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
BRYAN'S POVI leaned back in my chair with my fingers entwined together as I stared out of the window. My mind, rummaging through different directions, each one even more calculating than the last."What's the point of having power if you can't control the ones who mattered?" I muttered to myself. "Very few people matter to me and I should be able to control them if so."Just then, there was a knock on my door. It was my secretary."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 t
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