Emily's POVHave you ever felt like an arrow is stabbed through your chest? That's how I feel right now, staring at the scandal on my phone."Screw her!" My jaws clenched as my eyes fell on the caption above "Sophia Crane and Adrian Wolfe..." I could feel my face slowly scrunch up as it colored. Without bothering to read further, the position they were in was annoying enough."Damn!" I spat as I stared daggers at Adrian's smiling face in the picture. He was dressed in his dark tux, his arms encircling the waist of a model-looking lady. Of course, that was Sophia Crane. The pain I was feeling was nothing compared to my actions. I didn't sidetrack my best friend to have another bitchy lady steal my man.I hissed as my eyes darted toward the lady. Peering closely, her face looked oddly familiar. There was something peculiar about the way the tip of her nose was slightly upturned and her smile—it was wide and bright. It seemed so strange yet familiar.That was the least of my problems. M
Emily's POVAfter working my way for several years into Adrian's life, the last thing I wanted was for a random woman to step in at the slightest crack, and this Sophia Crane lady seemed to have a good time playing that game. Now it all made sense; I could easily tell her motive now. It was easy—she wanted Adrian, and then she backed me off from the modeling contract. Devilish was not a word I could use to compare. It was tit for tat.My fingers tapped restlessly against the steering wheel while I watched the whole scene play out in my head. Glancing at my watch, I rolled my eyes. Why did time feel so slow?A black Bentley pulled up in front of the hotel, and that was my cue to act. Unfastening my seatbelt, I set up and waited for my prey to appear."Perfect," I sighed out as soon as I spotted Sophia Crane. My lips fell into a big pout while I watched her smile at the press, her well-manicured hands waving enthusiastically as she grinned."We'll see how long that smile lasts," I scoff
Violet's POVThe feeling you get when an old wound is uncovered was almost similar to what I was feeling, but the difference was that it was intense. Old feelings awakened, tearing me beyond repair. The sight of her made me recall ugly scenes from the past.Glaring at her, she wasn't any different from the last time I left her—still the desperate bitch that she was.After a day of answering questions from critical journalists, bright flashes from the cameras, nodding at speeches that were becoming monotonous, and pulling off the "confident businesswoman" facade, I still couldn't forget Emily's face. I hadn't seen it in a while, and I was shocked at the level of despise I held against her.Pushing away my plate, I reached for a glass of water and gulped the contents as if it would wash away the day's scenario. But it didn't. Taking a second bite of steak, I dropped my fork; my food now tasted bland.My face formed into a deep frown while my brain replayed the day's drama. I had to admi
Adrian's POV"My assistant will send the details to you. Till we next meet," Sophia said. I could hear my feet tapping restlessly against the wooden floor, my fingers scratching the arm of my swivel chair while she spoke."I'll be waiting. Goodbye, Miss Crane," I said, and the line went dead. I clicked my tongue.I don't know what seemed scarier: the next meeting or the warning she'd issued, but I knew I had to keep an eye on Emily before she caused a bigger scene."Emily," I said. Her name now tasted like slime in my mouth. "So much for being there for you.""You're lucky she hasn't called off the deal... yet." Here we go again. I groaned and rolled my eyes. It was Ares, with his pessimism, trying to overwhelm my newfound relief."The last thing I need is your negativity," I said lazily, stretching my legs on a stool as I extended my body to full length.He let out a devilish smirk, and before he could go on with one of his "I told you so" speeches, I shut the link. I'd had enough to
Adrian's POV"I'll be leaving for Atlanta tomorrow," I said, bent over the railing with a mug of hot coffee in my right hand.My day always began with sipping hot black coffee and staring over the balcony at the park. It was one of the few peaceful activities I did."Why?" Reynold asked beside me. He too was enjoying the view as the wind tousled his hair, leaving it a ruffled mess."Business. More meetings, more investors to meet. Basically just adding the finishing touches," I shrugged and brought the mug to my lips."Do I get to come?" Reynold asked airily, but I knew he was dying to come. I smirked."Unfortunately, no. Since my wonderful Luna can't be trusted, you'll have to stay here and fill in my space," I said, letting out a sigh. Reynold was supposed to be going with me. When Violet was around, I usually traveled with him, but now, because Miss Dangerous was in her tantrum era, I couldn't risk it."And yeah, your dad's in the pack," Reynold announced after clearing his throat.
VIOLET POV Nothing about the day hinted at disaster, especially not with Harry flashing me his adorable smile."Good morning, Momma," he said, a wide grin spreading across his face as he stood at my bed."Morning, cupcake," I cooed. Tapping on my nightstand, my fingers found the familiar circle button of my alarm, and I turned it off before rolling over so that I was now lying on my stomach, a sense of tiredness washing over me. Sighing, I sat up straight as I reminded myself about my flight and that I needed to drop this little lad off at school.Harry went all too soft on me as I pulled him to my body. "I love you, cupcake.""I love you more, Mom," his response made my heart feel at ease.A soft knock on my door diverted my gaze. "Come in!" I uttered, and the door opened as Ellen, Harry's nanny, walked inside."I'm sorry, Ms. Crane, I need to get Harry prepared for school." Staring down at Harry, who was still dressed in his pajamas, I sighed. It was nice of him to walk into my roo
I felt my heart catch in my throat as I heard her sharp, piercing scream through the phone, followed by a thunderous sound. My heart thudded, and it was as if a part of me was hurt; my chest pounded heavily. "Violet? Sophia?" Ares roared. I felt helpless, as if the world had collapsed around me. The silence that followed was deafening, each second stretching into eternity. Fear gripped me, making it hard to breathe, and I struggled to stay calm. "Stay with me," I whispered, hoping against hope that they could hear me. "Please, stay with me.""Turn the car around!" I ordered Reynold. He gave me a confused look, clueless about what had just happened, but he dared not question me. Not when I was in that state."Where are we going?" he asked finally, after making a sharp turn. Realization dawned on me that I didn't know the address to her house. It felt as if my world was crumbling."Sophia Crane's house," I said, hoping he knew where she lived. But the quizzical look on his face told
I was dazzled staring at Adrian. How on earth did he know my house? How did he know I was living here? I was startled, my chest tightened, and at that moment, I felt a sudden urge to be closer to his body, hug him closer to myself and be lost in those muscular arms of his.I needed that hug, that comfort he once offered. I wanted to be his Violet, even if just for a moment. As if reading my thoughts, one minute he was standing inches away from me, the next minute he pulled me into an embrace. His strong arm wrapping tightly around my back.The scent of his familiar cologne filled my senses, melting away my every defense. Though I was still shaken from the incident earlier, right now, I felt a strange relief. It was as if he was my heaven.His intoxicating scent was messing with my head, and I doubted I could breathe. All I could imagine were his hands on me, his firm lips on mine. The erratic beating of his chest brought back memories of years ago, when he always pulled me into his a