Elena’s POVI turned around and headed back to the kitchen, hoping to get the answers I wanted. As I entered the kitchen, Maria looked up from what she was doing, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.“Hey, Elena,” she said. “You came back. What’s up?”“I was wondering if I could ask you something,” I said, trying to sound casual.Maria nodded, but then her expression changed. “I'm sorry, Elena, but can it wait? I’m in the middle of preparing dinner.”I looked around the kitchen and saw that it was indeed a flurry of activity. The aroma of roasting meat and fresh vegetables filled the air, making my stomach growl with hunger.“Oh, sorry,” I said. “I was so absent-minded that I didn’t realize you were this busy. But it's important.”Maria hesitated, her hands moving quickly as she chopped vegetables. “I'll talk to you after dinner, okay? I promise.”I nodded, feeling a bit disappointed. I had been hoping to get some answers right away.“Okay, no problem,” I said. “I’ll come back later.”Mar
Elena’s POVAfter what felt like an eternity, it was finally dinner time. I sat in my room, staring blankly at the wall as I waited for the maid to bring my dinner. It was a familiar routine, one that I had grown familiar with over the months I had been living in this mansion. The maids would bring my meals to my room, and I would eat alone, often lost in my thoughts.The door to my room opened, and one of the maids, a quiet and reserved woman, entered with a tray of food. She set it down on the small table in front of me and smiled softly.“Enjoy your dinner, Elena,” she said, before turning to leave.I nodded my thanks and began to eat, my mind wandering as I chewed my food. I was lost in thought, my concerns about Sophia and her behavior still weighing heavily on my mind.As I finished my meal, I pushed the tray away and stood up, I needed to clear my head and get some fresh air.I walked over to the door and opened it, peeking out into the hallway to make sure the coast was clear
Elena’s POVAs Maria and I finished our conversation, and she left me there speechless from all she had just told me. I quickly and quietly walked back to my room, my mind was stormed up with the information Maria had shared with me. I couldn’t really understand and believe why Sophia had lied to me about talking to her mom. The revelation of the truth had left me feeling both shocked, betrayed and confused.I entered my room and closed the door behind me, I closed my eyes and rested my back against the door as I let the thoughts of all that had happened run through my mind. The room was quiet and still, the only sound being the soft hum of the air conditioning.I opened my eyes and walked over to the bed and sat down, my mind still racing with thoughts of Sophia and her deception. Why the fuck had she lied to me about talking to her mom? And what the hell had she been hiding from me? What bothers me the most is why in the world did she mention my name.As I was lost in thought, I
Elena’s POVI looked at Sophia, my eyes searching for answers. But instead of getting the truth, I saw her brushing off my question with a gentle smile.“Soon you’ll understand why, Elena,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “But for now, let’s just say I’m trying to protect myself and those around me.”I felt a surge of frustration. Why wasn’t she answering my question directly? What was she hiding?“Sophia, I need to know what’s going on,” I pressed on, my voice firm but gentle. “Who the fuck were you talking to? And why did you fucking lie to me about it?”Sophia’s smile faltered, and for a moment, I saw a glimmer of fear in her eyes. But then she composed herself, her expression smoothing out.“I promise you’ll understand soon,” she repeated, her voice calm and soothing as always. “Just trust me, Elena. I’m doing this for your own good.”I studied her face, trying to get something out of her expression. But Sophia’s expression was unreadable, showing nothing in par
Dominic’s POVAs I walked out of Elena’s room, closing the door softly behind me, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was fucking bothering her. She seemed distracted, and her mind preoccupied with thoughts that I couldn’t really figure out. Elena, who was always ready to challenge me, always curious, but now she was so distant, like she had something else bothering her in her mind. I stopped in the hallway, my eyes narrowing as I tried to recall every detail of our conversation. What had triggered this change in her behavior? Was it something I said? Or was it something else entirely? Had Sophia’s visit troubled her in any way? Because I saw her coming out of her room.I thought back to the way she had looked at me, her eyes searching for answers that I couldn’t provide. She was struggling to adjust to life here, and I knew it. But I had hoped that my kindness and concern would have helped to ease her worries, to make her feel more at home in this mansion. But clearly
Dominic’s POVIn the midst of my endless thoughts, I dialed James’s number, my mind focused on the task at hand. “James, update me on the investigation. Have you found out who was behind the leak about Elena? The information about Elena that was used to draw your attention out of my presence that day?”“Boss, I’ve been digging deep, but it’s like hitting a brick wall,” James replied, his voice laced with frustration. “I’m making efforts, searching for clues, but I haven’t really gotten any important information of use.”I gritted my teeth, my patience wearing thin. “Keep trying James, make more efforts as much as you can. I want to know who the fuck is behind this, and I would like to know who the motherfucker is now.”“Yes, boss. I’ll keep digging. But I do have some information on the hotel attack. They’re not just some random thugs.”My eyes narrowed. “That’s not surprising James, I know who did it. I just want to know whoever is the traitor in our midst. Since they know about Ele
Luca’s POVI sat in my office, sipping my whiskey as I stared at the latest message on my phone. It was from my informant within Dominic’s mansion, and she had sent me a picture.The picture was of the said Elena, the prisoner girl that Dominic had taken in. She was beautiful, with piercing eyes and long, blonde hair. But what caught my attention was the look in her eyes. A look of vulnerability and fear.I smiled to myself as I gazed at the picture. This was precisely what I needed. Proof that Dominic was getting soft, that he was letting his emotions cloud his judgments.My informant, who went by the code name “Nightshade,” had been feeding me information for months now. She was one of the maids in the mansion, and she had access to some valuable information that I required about Dominic. I had my doubts at first, wondering if she was trustworthy. But Nightshade had proven herself to be reliable by sending me information that had helped me stay one step ahead of Dominic occasional
Luca’s POVI sat in my office, sipping my whiskey as I stared at the latest message on my phone. It was from my informant within Dominic’s mansion, and she had sent me a picture.The picture was of the said Elena, the prisoner girl that Dominic had taken in. She was beautiful, with piercing eyes and long, blonde hair. But what caught my attention was the look in her eyes. A look of vulnerability and fear.I smiled to myself as I gazed at the picture. This was precisely what I needed. Proof that Dominic was getting soft, that he was letting his emotions cloud his judgments.My informant, who went by the code name “Nightshade,” had been feeding me information for months now. She was one of the maids in the mansion, and she had access to some valuable information that I required about Dominic. I had my doubts at first, wondering if she was trustworthy. But Nightshade had proven herself to be reliable by sending me information that had helped me stay one step ahead of Dominic occasional
Luca’s POVI sat in my office, sipping my whiskey as I stared at the latest message on my phone. It was from my informant within Dominic’s mansion, and she had sent me a picture.The picture was of the said Elena, the prisoner girl that Dominic had taken in. She was beautiful, with piercing eyes and long, blonde hair. But what caught my attention was the look in her eyes. A look of vulnerability and fear.I smiled to myself as I gazed at the picture. This was precisely what I needed. Proof that Dominic was getting soft, that he was letting his emotions cloud his judgments.My informant, who went by the code name “Nightshade,” had been feeding me information for months now. She was one of the maids in the mansion, and she had access to some valuable information that I required about Dominic. I had my doubts at first, wondering if she was trustworthy. But Nightshade had proven herself to be reliable by sending me information that had helped me stay one step ahead of Dominic occasional
Luca’s POVI sat in my office, sipping my whiskey as I stared at the latest message on my phone. It was from my informant within Dominic’s mansion, and she had sent me a picture.The picture was of the said Elena, the prisoner girl that Dominic had taken in. She was beautiful, with piercing eyes and long, blonde hair. But what caught my attention was the look in her eyes. A look of vulnerability and fear.I smiled to myself as I gazed at the picture. This was precisely what I needed. Proof that Dominic was getting soft, that he was letting his emotions cloud his judgments.My informant, who went by the code name “Nightshade,” had been feeding me information for months now. She was one of the maids in the mansion, and she had access to some valuable information that I required about Dominic. I had my doubts at first, wondering if she was trustworthy. But Nightshade had proven herself to be reliable by sending me information that had helped me stay one step ahead of Dominic occasional
Luca’s POVI sat in my office, sipping my whiskey as I stared at the latest message on my phone. It was from my informant within Dominic’s mansion, and she had sent me a picture.The picture was of the said Elena, the prisoner girl that Dominic had taken in. She was beautiful, with piercing eyes and long, blonde hair. But what caught my attention was the look in her eyes. A look of vulnerability and fear.I smiled to myself as I gazed at the picture. This was precisely what I needed. Proof that Dominic was getting soft, that he was letting his emotions cloud his judgments.My informant, who went by the code name “Nightshade,” had been feeding me information for months now. She was one of the maids in the mansion, and she had access to some valuable information that I required about Dominic. I had my doubts at first, wondering if she was trustworthy. But Nightshade had proven herself to be reliable by sending me information that had helped me stay one step ahead of Dominic occasional
Dominic’s POVIn the midst of my endless thoughts, I dialed James’s number, my mind focused on the task at hand. “James, update me on the investigation. Have you found out who was behind the leak about Elena? The information about Elena that was used to draw your attention out of my presence that day?”“Boss, I’ve been digging deep, but it’s like hitting a brick wall,” James replied, his voice laced with frustration. “I’m making efforts, searching for clues, but I haven’t really gotten any important information of use.”I gritted my teeth, my patience wearing thin. “Keep trying James, make more efforts as much as you can. I want to know who the fuck is behind this, and I would like to know who the motherfucker is now.”“Yes, boss. I’ll keep digging. But I do have some information on the hotel attack. They’re not just some random thugs.”My eyes narrowed. “That’s not surprising James, I know who did it. I just want to know whoever is the traitor in our midst. Since they know about Ele
Dominic’s POVAs I walked out of Elena’s room, closing the door softly behind me, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was fucking bothering her. She seemed distracted, and her mind preoccupied with thoughts that I couldn’t really figure out. Elena, who was always ready to challenge me, always curious, but now she was so distant, like she had something else bothering her in her mind. I stopped in the hallway, my eyes narrowing as I tried to recall every detail of our conversation. What had triggered this change in her behavior? Was it something I said? Or was it something else entirely? Had Sophia’s visit troubled her in any way? Because I saw her coming out of her room.I thought back to the way she had looked at me, her eyes searching for answers that I couldn’t provide. She was struggling to adjust to life here, and I knew it. But I had hoped that my kindness and concern would have helped to ease her worries, to make her feel more at home in this mansion. But clearly
Elena’s POVI looked at Sophia, my eyes searching for answers. But instead of getting the truth, I saw her brushing off my question with a gentle smile.“Soon you’ll understand why, Elena,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “But for now, let’s just say I’m trying to protect myself and those around me.”I felt a surge of frustration. Why wasn’t she answering my question directly? What was she hiding?“Sophia, I need to know what’s going on,” I pressed on, my voice firm but gentle. “Who the fuck were you talking to? And why did you fucking lie to me about it?”Sophia’s smile faltered, and for a moment, I saw a glimmer of fear in her eyes. But then she composed herself, her expression smoothing out.“I promise you’ll understand soon,” she repeated, her voice calm and soothing as always. “Just trust me, Elena. I’m doing this for your own good.”I studied her face, trying to get something out of her expression. But Sophia’s expression was unreadable, showing nothing in par
Elena’s POVAs Maria and I finished our conversation, and she left me there speechless from all she had just told me. I quickly and quietly walked back to my room, my mind was stormed up with the information Maria had shared with me. I couldn’t really understand and believe why Sophia had lied to me about talking to her mom. The revelation of the truth had left me feeling both shocked, betrayed and confused.I entered my room and closed the door behind me, I closed my eyes and rested my back against the door as I let the thoughts of all that had happened run through my mind. The room was quiet and still, the only sound being the soft hum of the air conditioning.I opened my eyes and walked over to the bed and sat down, my mind still racing with thoughts of Sophia and her deception. Why the fuck had she lied to me about talking to her mom? And what the hell had she been hiding from me? What bothers me the most is why in the world did she mention my name.As I was lost in thought, I
Elena’s POVAfter what felt like an eternity, it was finally dinner time. I sat in my room, staring blankly at the wall as I waited for the maid to bring my dinner. It was a familiar routine, one that I had grown familiar with over the months I had been living in this mansion. The maids would bring my meals to my room, and I would eat alone, often lost in my thoughts.The door to my room opened, and one of the maids, a quiet and reserved woman, entered with a tray of food. She set it down on the small table in front of me and smiled softly.“Enjoy your dinner, Elena,” she said, before turning to leave.I nodded my thanks and began to eat, my mind wandering as I chewed my food. I was lost in thought, my concerns about Sophia and her behavior still weighing heavily on my mind.As I finished my meal, I pushed the tray away and stood up, I needed to clear my head and get some fresh air.I walked over to the door and opened it, peeking out into the hallway to make sure the coast was clear
Elena’s POVI turned around and headed back to the kitchen, hoping to get the answers I wanted. As I entered the kitchen, Maria looked up from what she was doing, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.“Hey, Elena,” she said. “You came back. What’s up?”“I was wondering if I could ask you something,” I said, trying to sound casual.Maria nodded, but then her expression changed. “I'm sorry, Elena, but can it wait? I’m in the middle of preparing dinner.”I looked around the kitchen and saw that it was indeed a flurry of activity. The aroma of roasting meat and fresh vegetables filled the air, making my stomach growl with hunger.“Oh, sorry,” I said. “I was so absent-minded that I didn’t realize you were this busy. But it's important.”Maria hesitated, her hands moving quickly as she chopped vegetables. “I'll talk to you after dinner, okay? I promise.”I nodded, feeling a bit disappointed. I had been hoping to get some answers right away.“Okay, no problem,” I said. “I’ll come back later.”Mar