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[Sierra's POV]I stepped out of the bathroom after washing my face from the bloodstains. I found it hard to rest my head; my mind was still reeling from the incident that just occurred. I could tell from the silence that echoed around that the party had ended and everyone had left the mansion. Well, that was expected, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that he would kill his own nephew just like that, in a single shot. His eyes showed no remorse for it. They were truly all devils known by their name, and such wouldn't hesitate to kill a common stranger.I should really be careful from now on. It seems keeping a low profile would have to stay much longer if I wanted to leave to carry out my revenge. I can't let him find out that I am after Dominic and that the marriage between Adrian and I is just a contract marriage. I can't imagine what he would do after finding out.My ears caught a knock on my door, which jolted me up from the bed. "Who's there?" I questioned, receiving no answer
My ears grasp on a whisper, which was louder, as a bump on the mansion entrance door caught my attention, and my eyes landed on Adrian, brought in by one of the helpers."Please, be careful, sir," she uttered, trying to maintain his staggering manner. From his darting legs and mumbling words, I could tell that he was drunk."Oh, my Adrian!" A yell escaped as I watched a hand on Adrian push the helper away. "I can take him in myself." My gaze landed on the same girl who had bumped into me at the party, the same one who called herself his friend—Elena, or what was her name again?But then her heel slipped, landing on the couch afterward with her shutting up immediately.But why was she still in the mansion? The party had ended, and everyone had left. I could tell they both had too much to drink. He had stopped me from drinking at the party, claiming the ideal wife stuff, but he was allowed to do what he liked, limiting my own choices."Hey, what are you thinking?" A snap drew my attenti
[Adrian's POV]Chuckles echoed loudly; my vision blurred from it all—two men arguing, or were there three? No, four..."I shall expose you and your brother; your whole family shall burn to ashes, Victor.""You don't have to do this, Mr. Patrick Elias. Stay out of all this and look after your precious family," I heard my father say.A painful slice slammed through my brain, causing my eyes to jolt open. I found myself in my room, confused about what had happened yesterday. The last thing I could remember was going to get some drinks. No, wait... I remembered entering the mansion."But why does my head hurt so much? I mean, I was quite used to drinking, except... could she--" I whispered, murmuring to myself, trying to put things together. My only thought was of Elena and the guess that she mixed my drinks with some pills.I stood up from the bed after, hoping to question her as I opened my room door, only to feel a pulse on me as my eyes caught sight of Elena already at my room doorstep
"What are you doing here, Adrian?" A voice caught my attention as my eyes landed on Uncle Gavin."I thought Sierra had gone to call you downstairs," he said.I guessed that's why she was there. "For what, Uncle Gavin?" I questioned."Well, dinner is ready, and Marc insists you all come down.""Alright, Uncle Gavin. I shall freshen up first, then come down," I said, watching Uncle Gavin leave a nod as he turned, hoping to leave after. "Uncle Gavin, do you happen to know anybody by the name 'Patrick Elias' and what connection he had with my father?" I blurted, watching a halt in his legs as his gaze turned to meet mine. I caught sight of a pale look, which flickered in an instant, replaced by a forced smile. "I don't have any idea who that is, Adrian," he said sharply, but yet I couldn't find myself to believe what Uncle Gavin was saying."Alright, Uncle Gavin," I said, and he left afterward."Was he truly telling the truth? Could Uncle Gavin be lying?" I thought, confused. Was it just
[Sierra's POV]Watching Adrian leave, my mind still lingered on his words, mentioning my dad. How does he know my dad's name?I wondered through my thoughts, but I guessed that maybe he found out. I mean, just like he knew about my uncle and everything about me when he brought up the deal.I just had to shake off the thoughts, and I was sure he didn't recall anything that occurred last night either.Well, I just wanted to forget it as well. My gaze shifted to Elena, who was lying on the bed. I had recalled seeing him beside her when I was making my way to in, as he helped her into the bed."Did she faint or what?" I made my way, walking through the hall after, when my eyes landed on Adrian, who was walking past me as he made his way back into the room.I couldn't help but notice Dominic's absence for a while now. Where could he possibly be, and what was he up to? I needed to keep my eyes on him and know every single thing he does while keeping my identity a secret.I needed to know h
I watched as everybody came down the stairs, approaching Dominic."What's going on, Dominic?" Uncle Gavin questioned."Well, it's regarding an issue, Uncle Gavin," Dominic replied."An issue?""Yes..." Dominic said. I watched him scan the room, and I hid myself, leaning against the wall. I couldn't let him see me.But really, was this how everything was going to end? I thought that maybe if I signed this contract, I would be able to avenge them all and take them down. But now, it seems my time had been cut short. I can't let them kill me, but yet I saw no way out of this."I can see you're back," I heard Marc's voice."Yes, Uncle Marc," Dominic replied. "After returning to the club, I learned that some of my workers had escaped, and one had fled here to Las Angeles. My men received the information from an informant."So I was right after all; this was about me."You really don't have to create a whole scene every time, brother. Why call us all here if it's about your club issue and on
As we distanced ourselves further away from the mansion, I felt a sense of ease washing over me at the mere thought.I turned my gaze on Elena as she drove on, and my mind reeled on her words about searching for me and hoping to have a discussion. Why did she want to discuss something with me, and her attitude was also unusual.What was she planning, acting like she had liked me from the very start? And I wasn't even planning on having anyone like me; all I wanted was never to be the topic of the day. I just wanted to stay low."So, what did you want to discuss?" I questioned, hoping to clear things out and get to the bottom of what was truly going on in her head and what she was plotting."Well, why don't we reach the restaurant first? I am sure we will discuss better when we arrive there." She said, her gaze shifted on me with a flickered smile before returning straight forward as she drove on.She was really not going to let me pry much, but I guess I was going to find out eventuall
“What are you saying, Father?” I heard a whisper which grew louder by the second as my vision blurred out. I tried to get a proper glimpse, but my whole body felt weak, as though my entire system was collapsing. I tried managing to get a proper stand, but my hands felt numb, disallowing me to move freely.Catching a proper glance, I found myself tied down inside what I supposed was a car.“I know you are worried, but everything is going alright here, Father. And don’t worry, I shall do as told, as long as you promise not to harm Adrian.” I heard some words break out as I tried getting a proper glimpse through the car windows, only for my gaze to land on Elena making a call with her back facing me.“Where did she take me?” I wondered as I tried to regain a proper memory of what had happened last before I blacked out. I was sure she had spiked my drink with some substance or sort.But why? Why did she do that? I just couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that she had done this.I knew s
"Alright..." I replied, managing a few steps as I followed the maid who led me through the passage. We arrived at a room, well, I guessed maybe that was his room."Please wait here," I heard the maid utter. Her words caused a halt. I watched her enter Marc's room after as I waited for some minutes before I caught a sight of her stepping out."He will see you now," she said, making her way as she left. My legs lingered a bit, as though they felt glued to the ground, my hands trembling as they approached the door handle."Why did he call me now again, all of a sudden?" I questioned in my thoughts. Finally, managing a breath, I opened the room door, walking in as my eyes landed on him seated on the couch, his gaze rising as they met mine."Come, sit, dear," he requested, pointing his hands to the couch beside him. I gently made my way, seating, my gaze still fixed on his.As I heard those silence break in after:"So, how is it?" he questioned. "Have you gotten Adrian to give up on this w
"You?" I questioned, watching him get to his feet as he stood up from the bed, approaching me. "What are you doing here in my room?" he asked, raising a brow.His room? What does he mean by his room?"This is my room, and what are you doing here?" I retorted, my mind still reeling from the fact that he was here and had entered my room without a proper knock."Wait—" I watched his voice trail off as he took a scan around the room. "Oh my!" he blurted. "I am really sorry. I thought this was my room. I mean, the room looks much alike, don't you think so?" he uttered. But really, he thought?"Please leave now," I said, my hands pointed at the room door, urging him to leave my room. But instead, I noticed his glued heels, with his eyes glaring at me, as he took a scan, leaving me uncomfortable at his sight as I tried adjusting the towel, my gaze rising to meet his."Didn't you hear me? Please leave my room now." I said again, but this time, he brought out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes
[Sierra's POV] Arriving back at the mansion, I found myself releasing a breath after finding it hard to get my mind off Nate's words and actions. So he was an enemy—one of the De Santos' enemies—who was also here to take down Dominic. Honestly, this all felt hard to take, more like believing if it was true and he was right about his words of seeking revenge. Back at the club, remembering clearly, Nate had always trembled in fear at the mere mention of Dominic's name or, as I had heard, trembled right in his presence. But now he was here claiming this. Should I believe each and every word he had spoken out of that mouth, or was I just seeing myself fall into another mess? Was he planning something?" I questioned in a whisper, but if he was truly faking it, I should have been dead. So should I just accept that everything he had said was the truth, and he wanted to bring Dominic down? Taking the stairs up, my only hope was getting some rest, as I couldn't deny the sharp pain that
"Wait? Her? What is she doing here? I hope she isn't..." I approached her, helping her up, and then I led her to the back seat of my car. "No, no, no," I heard her as she kept on mumbling. I felt relief washing over, taking in the fact that she was still alive, and there were no bruises either. But even so, I found it hard ignoring those words that kept on mumbling out of her mouth. As her hands attempted to raise, she only crumbled back down. But wait, how did she end up here in the first place? I mean, what was she doing roaming around at night on such a street? Yet judging from her staggering and muttering state, I could tell she was high. So she takes pills now? Really, what was wrong with Adrian? How many more of his flaws do I have to keep on fixing? I entered the car's front seat, starting the engine. I can't take her back to the mansion, well, not with her looking like this. That would surely raise questions from Uncle Marc, and that I would want to avoid, and most especi
[Dominic's POV] "I shall carry out my findings, boss. Don't worry--" Nate was saying as I patted him on the shoulder, watching his gaze return downcast. "I expect nothing less from you, Nate." I interjected, "I want the location of that girl figured out sooner than expected. I don't want any errors like this occurring in my business. If it persists for a while longer, I don't mind getting those who seem to be the cause out of the way." I said, raising a brow as they followed my gaze. "I can assure you, boss, I won't fail you this time. I shall make sure to find out her whereabouts and bring her to you." He said as I let out a slight smirk. "Now that's how a good dog should behave." I whispered, "Go on, get to work, or do you need me to remind you of that?" "No, boss." He said, leaving my side as he made his way back into the mansion. I let out a sigh. "Really, these are flaws I never wished to have seen in my line, but nevertheless, I just had to fix things soon, and I could
"What are you doing here, Sierra? So the information was right; you were here all along in Las Angeles," Nate uttered as I watched his steps grow closer at the mere sight, my legs almost stumbling as I managed my gaze."What's happening, Nate? Do you know her?" a voice broke out as my gaze turned to meet Dominic stepping out of the room, his eyes' brow raised.No, this couldn't be happening. Why now? Why was this all happening now? I saw no escape, as though it seemed my death lingered in every corner of each wall as they glared at me, ready to strike.Nate's gaze remained fixed on me in that moment as they shifted back to Dominic. "No, boss, it seems I must have mistaken her for someone else," he muttered, letting out a slight chuckle as he left my side, walking into Dominic's room after.I let out a sigh, catching no sight of them anymore as I rushed, making my way to the elevator which took me down. I left the hotel immediately in a rush, almost crumbling to the ground. Grasping fo
I felt a sharp ray piercing through my eyes, causing them to spring open. "No!" I yelled, letting out a scream only to find myself in what I presumed was a room—from the looks of it—a hotel room. I was sure of it after having visited some of the clients while I had worked at the club.But how was that possible? I could tell it was morning already, but yet, I couldn't place what had happened last night. The last thing I remembered was my eyes going blank after I caught sight of a headlight; I think it was a car.My ears picked up the rushing sound of running water, which was coming from the bathroom. "Wait, who was that?" I questioned in my thoughts. My mind tried to reel in the current change of events and how I had ended up here suddenly.But yet, I just had to leave. I was sure I wasn't the only one here, but I cared less to find out who it was. My life was of the utmost importance at the moment, and I needed a safe place to think first about what to do next.I stood up from the bed
“What are you saying, Father?” I heard a whisper which grew louder by the second as my vision blurred out. I tried to get a proper glimpse, but my whole body felt weak, as though my entire system was collapsing. I tried managing to get a proper stand, but my hands felt numb, disallowing me to move freely.Catching a proper glance, I found myself tied down inside what I supposed was a car.“I know you are worried, but everything is going alright here, Father. And don’t worry, I shall do as told, as long as you promise not to harm Adrian.” I heard some words break out as I tried getting a proper glimpse through the car windows, only for my gaze to land on Elena making a call with her back facing me.“Where did she take me?” I wondered as I tried to regain a proper memory of what had happened last before I blacked out. I was sure she had spiked my drink with some substance or sort.But why? Why did she do that? I just couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that she had done this.I knew s
As we distanced ourselves further away from the mansion, I felt a sense of ease washing over me at the mere thought.I turned my gaze on Elena as she drove on, and my mind reeled on her words about searching for me and hoping to have a discussion. Why did she want to discuss something with me, and her attitude was also unusual.What was she planning, acting like she had liked me from the very start? And I wasn't even planning on having anyone like me; all I wanted was never to be the topic of the day. I just wanted to stay low."So, what did you want to discuss?" I questioned, hoping to clear things out and get to the bottom of what was truly going on in her head and what she was plotting."Well, why don't we reach the restaurant first? I am sure we will discuss better when we arrive there." She said, her gaze shifted on me with a flickered smile before returning straight forward as she drove on.She was really not going to let me pry much, but I guess I was going to find out eventuall