As I gazed at Atlas dead serious expression, all I felt was raw anger, and I screwed my face into a frown.
"If I didn't jump in front of you, you would have been dead. That gun was aiming at your heart!" I calmly intoned, striving to suppress my anger, feeling a tightness in my chest.
With mad eyes, Atlas threw me an icy stare and harshly said, “I didn't ask you to switch places with me and dye for me!"
Now I was mad because I had been rejecting him all this time, and he had been the one forcing all these feelings that I had killed to awaken. But now, he's okay with dying and leaving me with the worst heartbreak ever!
Anger had me tightly in its grip, and I ran my fingers through my hair as I sniffed and
Atlas PovNever in my life have I met a woman as headstrong as Aria. Of course, that is one of the many things I love about her. But still, it pisses me off that she can not understand how much I want to keep her safe and protected.The death of my parents was devastating for me. How can she not see how heartbreaking is going to be for me if the third person that I chose to open my heart to dies?As I paced about in my room, the only thought on my mind was, 'Should I hire a bodyguard for her?'But then again, she is going to see that as me trying to caged her and bent her to my rules. Why is this woman so complicated! Can't she understand I'm doing this out of love, and I'm not some controlling freak!
Everything was falling apart slowly as I stood at Atlas room door, and I felt raw fear crawl its way into my heart.From his and Victor's conversation, I realized something, something that can ruin everything within a matter of seconds.My heart missed its rhythm when Atlas's bedroom door suddenly opened, and in a matter of seconds, I was standing face to face with Victor.After shutting the door close behind him, Victor walked towards me, stopped a foot away from me, and said, "Look who's eavesdropping on others' conversation!""I am… I was..." I stuttered, staring at the touch of bitterness in Victor's eyes.It was quiet for quite a whi
For a moment, I held in my breath, wondering if Atlas had finally put two and two together, and finally figured out what was going on in his mess-up family.But he suddenly chuckled and said, "What's with the long faces? I was kidding."The sound of laughter echoed in the hallway as his uncle cracked up. But I could hear the nervousness in the voices.After the annoying laughter died down, King fixed his gaze on Atlas and me and asked, "It's a serious concern that someone wants you dead, Atlas! We are all very worried here.""I know," Atlas said with calmness in his voice. "Can we take this conversation to the living room?"Striving to stay calm, I stood st
Avoiding the first light of dawn that was glowing through the window, I rolled to my right, raised my eyelids, and saw Atlas staring at me.Then he smiled slightly, and I couldn't stop my lips from curving upward."Good morning," Atlas whispered."Morning." I calmly uttered as I focused on his face.Staring at the innocent look in his eyes, I couldn't find the strength to pull back when he leaned towards me and kissed me lightly on the lips.As a sense of calmness overcame me, I giggled faintly before rolling off Atlas's arm and getting out of bed. Then I headed into the bathroom.
The moment I got off the call with Linda, I walked over to my bed, threw my phone on the blanket, and dropped flat on the mattress.After lying still for a while, I absentmindedly search the sheet for my phone, finally got a hold of it, and made a call to Mitch.Talking to him was the last thing I wanted to do after hanging off call on him three days ago. But I don't like people messing with my mission and that bastard was doing exactly what I hate.The instant he answered the call, I heard him say, "Look who is calling my line. I thought you hated my voice and my stupid face,""Did you kill, King!" I harshly uttered in a very low tone.The line grew silent
Standing in the open with Mitch felt awkward as he calmly stared at me. Finally, I got sick of waiting for an answer and said, "Can you answer the damn question?"Without uttering a word, Mitch sighed. Then he turned away from me and started walking back into the motel.“Your little boyfriend isn't here anymore, so you can stop with the childish act and follow me inside,” Mitch said without turning around.For a while, I stood outside, staring at the door, and feeling hesitant had me captive for a moment. Then walked over to the door, twisted the doorknob, and pushed the door open before walking inside.That bastard was nowhere in sight, and I walked to the front desk, stared at the lady behind the count
**********Atlas POV*********The quietness in my office was suddenly interrupted when the door opened and uncle Mile walked inside, shutting the door behind him.Then he walked further into the room, sat down, and looked at me.Twirling my chair left to right, I stared at him, screwed my face into a frown, and asked, "Why are you here?"These past months, I have been exposed to truths that I didn't know exist, and each time I meet my uncles, it's like a piece of their mask gets cracked off their faces."Did you hear that King is dead and he got shot this morning?" Uncle Mile boldly said with a frown.How would I not know? It was the first news that greeted me this morning, and I don't even know how to process the news yet because it felt so surreal and yet expected."I did," I mumbled, slightly clutching my fist. "I think everyone k
**************Lilith POV********** The air felt cold as I stood outside, and hugged my body tightly to stop myself from shaking which wasn't because of the cold, but what happened between Mitch and me. Finally, I saw Atlas's car driving toward me, and I felt a sense of relief. But when it came to a stop and the windshield rolled down, I felt my heart stop. It was Atlas behind the steering wheel and not his driver. Even though I felt nervous, I walked over to the door, opened it, and got inside. The car was silent as I waited for Atlas to say something. But after staring at him for a while without getting a word from him, I felt a bit hurt. "Are
Atlas' POVParis, the city of love. The night street light glowed on Lilith's face as she stared up at the Effie Towel."How can it still look so pretty... Even after three months of being here, I still can't believe how beautiful Paris is," She said to me with a soft smile on her face. I love her with everything in me... But this version of her, happy, carefree, and full of life is my favorite part about her. She turned around and looked into my eyes with those gorgeous ones. In some sense, we were never that different... Life hasn't been fair to us... Her toxic relationship with Mitch, and the betrayal of my uncles, brought out the worst side of us. But the best outcome of it all was meeting her."What? Do I have something on my face?" Lilith giggled, her eyes widened so cutely.I shook my head and replied, "No..nothing like that." When she gazed back at the towel, I stared at my watch, counting slowly, "3, 2, 1..."The fireworks lit up the sky like a thousand stars, and I droppe
His uncles shifted uncomfortably, clearly taken aback by Atlas's confident demeanor. Then Alex cleared his throat. "We'll be going now," he said stiffly."Right. But before you do, you all are fired, effectively and immediately. I want your desks clear and your belongings out of the offices by the end of the day," Atlas declared, his tone unwavering.Alex exchanged a look with his brothers, their expressions a mix of surprise and indignation. "Atlas, you can't just—" "Yes, I can," Atlas interrupted firmly. "I have played the game of cat and mouse long enough with you all and it's time to end it all once and for all.""Atlas, nephew..." Luke stepped forward, his voice a mix of pleading and frustration. "We've been here for you since day one. We've supported you through thick and thin. You can't just cast us aside like this.""Right," Ransom spoke up, his voice tinged with bitterness. "After all we've done for you, this is how you repay us?""We have always had your best interests at
"The court is about to begin! Everyone, please take your seats!" announced the bailiff, breaking the tense silence in the room.Atlas squared his shoulders, exchanging a glance with me. I could sense the weight of stress and the complexity of emotions swirling around him. We moved past Alex, Atlas went to the front with Wilson, and I sat on the bench with Tony and Victor. The two took my hand in theirs, and I smiled at them, feeling a bit less tense. The room fell silent as everyone settled into their seats, awaiting the start of the proceedings.As the judge entered and took his place at the bench, the courtroom hushed even further. "The court is in section! We are here today to determine the guilt or innocence of the defendant, Atlas Sharpe, in the murder of Mitch. Mr. Wilson, you may proceed with your opening statement." The judge announced.Mr. Wilson stood up, adjusting his glasses before addressing the court. "Your Honor, ladies and gentlemen of the jury," he began, his voic
Silently, I sat on the bed watching Atlas wear his coat. When he reached for his tie, I woke from the bed approached him, and gently took the tie from his hands. "Let me help you with that," I whispered.Atlas turned to face me, his eyes softening as he nodded. I deftly looped the tie around his neck, my fingers brushing against the cool fabric. The silence between us was comfortable, filled with unspoken words and shared understanding.As I tightened the knot and adjusted the tie, I glanced up to meet his gaze. "You look perfect," I said with a small smile.Atlas smiled back, a rare and beautiful sight. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice warm and tender.For a moment, we stood there, inches apart, and even though he tried to mask it with a smile, I could see the stress in his eyes. The trailer has been going on for one year and today we get to hear the final verdict. I knew how much this meant to him, how deeply he cared about the outcome. Gently, I placed a hand on his cheek, feel
"Okay," I said quietly, clicking on the most recent file, and the video began to play."Stop... Stop, Mitch.""Mitch, stop!""I can't breathe... Mitch, you are going to kill me." "I am not going to lose you again, Lilith!.... Especially not to that bitch!! You are mine! You are fucking mine, and I don't plan on making the same mistake twice and allow you to slip from my grip again.""I... I...a-m n-ot go-ing to be...bet-ray y-ou." "Do you think I am a fool? Do you think I don't know how much you hate my guts... The disgust on your face every time I touch you... Nothing I say or do could make you look at me the way you once did. You despise me." "You're wrong, Mitch...""Shut up!... I am no fool, Lilith... Now that that bastard is in a pitiful position, you are all over him. For the past two months, you barely come home or care to spend time with me. We’ve been drifting apart. You’ve become distant and indifferent and I hate it... Hate it, Lilith. So fucking much.""Mitch, plea-se."
Atlas walked in with Mr. Wilson, his lawyer, and Tony by his side. His presence seemed to fill the room with a sense of dangerous aura."Who hired you two morons?" Atlas repeated, his voice laced with anger.The taller detective's face paled. "Mr. Sharpe, we're just trying to—""You two know that this is outrageous behavior, right?" Mr. Wilson interrupted. "You two are investigating under pretenses, which is not only unethical but also illegal."Both detectives started to sweat, visibly nervous. "Mr. Wilson, we were just—" the shorter one began, but Mr. Wilson cut him off."Just what? Trying to manipulate my client into handing over evidence without proper authorization? This is a clear violation of her rights."Atlas stepped closer to my bedside, his eyes softening as they met mine. "Are you okay, Lilith?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.I nodded, feeling a rush of relief at his presence, and cried out, "I'm okay. Just a bit shaken... You are okay... I am so happy that you ar
Lilith's POVThe was this continued beeping sound ringing in my ears, and I squeezed my eyes.Suddenly, I sucked in a deep breath and then jumped up, screaming, "Atlas?!""Hold her down. The anesthesia has worn off." Dr. Ling said, and I gazed around to see that I was in a hospital room."What... what's going on?" I managed to ask out, still not quite awake, my head feeling foggy like it was covered in cotton wool.Dr. Ling began while walking towards me. "Well, you got shot in the arm and punched in the face. You suffered a serious concussion and you had minor surgery to remove your arm." "Where... Where is Atlas?" I mumbled, my memories a bit hazy with sleep, but I forced myself to focus."The detectives are waiting outside. They had been for a while, waiting for the anesthesia to wear off. They can better answer your question... But are you mentally ready to talk to them?" I nodded, trying to gather my thoughts as much as possible, feeling more aware now as my memories became
Looking away from Tony, I started around the room, and called out, "Lilith... Lilith! You in here?!"When I got no reply, my heart pounded as I realized Lilith was gone. "Tony, where is she?" I demanded, fear tightening my chest. His eyes widened, mirroring my panic. "I thought she was right here with us," he said, shaking his head. "How come-"Without a second thought, I dashed out of the apartment. The hallway stretched endlessly ahead."Lilith!!" I called out, my voice echoing off the walls. When I got silent in response, I reached for my phone, dialed her number, and listened desperately for any sound that might lead me to her.Then, in the distance, her ringtone cut through the air. I sprinted towards it, each step burning in my chest. As I reached the further end of the hallway, there she was... a shadow in the dim light, and then my eyes caught sight of Mitch turning around to face me."Atlas, get down!" Lilith screamed. At the sound of her voice, I dropped without hesitati
An hour later, I was seated by Atlas in the backseat of his car with Tony driving the car. The address Linda had given us led us to a modest apartment complex with faded paint and overgrown weeds. As we approached the building, Atlas’s hand found mine, offering a comforting squeeze."We’ll stay in touch through the comms," Tony said, breaking the silence. "If anything goes wrong, we’ll be there in seconds."I took a deep breath and squeezed Atlas's hand back, trying to steady my nerves. The apartment complex ahead looked rundown, with peeling paint and cracked sidewalks. It felt like the kind of place where someone could easily disappear into the shadows."Got it," I replied, my voice steady despite the tension. Both Atlas and I got out of the car, and Tony parked it a little further down the street to keep a low profile. The building loomed before us, and Atlas kept close to me as we approached the entrance, his presence a reassuring anchor."We’ll head up to the apartment on the th