Amora’s Point Of ViewI startled as the screeching sound of the tires tore through the air, shattering my heart as I thought the worst had happened. I felt my heart jump into my throat as I heard Gianna’s scream simultaneously.The time seemed to slow down to a crawl at the moment like in the movies as I tried lunging forward to grab her in a way to yank her out of the car’s way. I was too late but fortunately the car skidded to a sharp halt mere inches away from her but the shock caused my friend to hit the ground.I was so pissed and this is just a delay mechanism I can't afford. I was breathing heavily and didn't notice at first, I slowly knelt beside Gia who was on the floor with her skirt tangled around her legs which caused it to tear. She was also clutching her knee which had a big scrape and it had begun to bleed.“How did this happen?” I wondered to myself as anger surged within me for the driver of the SUV that almost hit us.I also felt the shock as the effect of the near m
Amora's Point of view“What do you mean by that? She can't go to work like this!” I pointed out to him sharply.“And she needs a new skirt! Can't you see the one she is wearing is torn and unacceptable?” I questioned him as his nonchalantly attitude was starting to irk me.“I am fine!” I heard from Gianna as I turned to look at her sharply, she shook her head weakly upon seeing my face.“What do you mean by that? When did you become a weak coward?” I asked her as her face became flushed with embarrassment.“I will be fine!” She insisted, ignoring my question but from her trembling hands, I knew she was not fine! She was still in shock and even if the car hadn't hit her, she still needed to be checked.“She said she is fine, I don't understand why you will push this further! She wasn't hit by the car and neither were you! But I honestly wish the car had hit you by the mouth! If you don't have anything sensible to say then I am off!” He said gutturally.“I can't believe you!” I uttered
Amora's POVI couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that had enveloped me since my encounter with Mr Silver haired, I sat in silence as Ian drove us to the hospital. I was frustrated and angry by his cold demeanor and sharp words that kept replaying itself in my head. How can such a fine man lack manners on how to talk to a lady or even show an iota of care after causing her just a traumatic experience?My mind was reeling with the senselessness of that guy's behavior even though I might appear to be calm on the outside.“Is everything okay at the moment?” I heard a voice that brought me out of my thoughts.I looked up to see Ian and Gianna staring at me, concern was etched across their faces, I must have startled them. “It's okay, I just remembered something which felt weird!” I explained to them as Ian sat down properly, looking ahead but Gianna continued to look at me like she knew I was lying.“You can just tell me what it is!” She whispered to me. “What is on your mind, Amy?”
Deven’s Point of View As annoying as it was, my meeting with that sassy female just didn’t want to leave my head regardless of how hard I had been trying to push the thought of her away. Who the heck is she? I wondered in annoyance. “Who the heck is she?” I was almost unaware when I had voiced it all out while driving. I had pushed my hand against the seat in front of me, causing the man who was now at the wheels to jilt forward, and involuntarily blaring the horn in everyone’s ears. I could see the displeasure in the eyes of the men in the car with me. But I couldn’t care less as I didn’t owe anyone an explanation for my actions. I just wanted to get that day over with as soon as I could. The morning had been turbulent enough and I just couldn’t wait until the night would fall. “Sir… you’re getting too worked up…” Jordan was quiet the moment I hit him with a cynical glance that made him fidget a little. “Ian is out there settling things with them, you have nothing to worry about.
Deven’s Point of View. “Here we are…” Jordan said nervously as we finally pulled over in front of the place where the meeting had been scheduled to happen. “As late as…” I shut my ears to those words as I just didn’t want to hear anything that would make me feel less of myself. Just a glance at the watch made me realize that I was an hour late. I let out a sigh as I was still holding the pill bottle. “Let’s head out at once…” I said as I was still seething from the rage of having found out that the girl whom Ian was with had actually been the stupid bar girl who had given me the drink which had turned my morning upside down. The thoughts of getting my revenge filled my thoughts more than that of the meeting itself. It was a lot to handle but then, I shook it off at once as I stepped out of the car. The traffic jam had delayed me, but then, I wasn’t going to explain that at all. “Right this way…” Jordan said as he and the two other men walked me to the entrance of the bungalow whic
Amora’s Point of View There was silence in the car as Ian drove us at a moderate speed. He seemed like he didn't have a single sense of worry or urgency in his being. I had been thinking he had to be a really busy person, seeing just how rich he was. Perhaps there had been some sort of work he could have been in a hurry to get back to. But there seemed to be none as he drove like he was trying to get a really good view of the city. Surprisingly, I had been shoved in the back seat to watch him and Gianna struggle to spark up a conversation. It was quite hard for me to watch two grown ups as they would occasionally throw glances at each other before they would look away again. Like… what in the world was wrong with them? Why couldn't they just open up their mouths to speak? I had been expecting the nice guy to say something at least as he had been acting all audacious and imposing just a few moments ago. But he had suddenly frozen. “This part of town is really beautiful with a who
Gianna’s Point of View Though I hated to admit it, I felt about freer with Ian when Amy had been dropped off at the Vons place. I felt a bit selfish but then I felt a bit relieved at the same time as I had all the freedom that I needed to have with Ian. “You seem a bit relaxed than you were a few minutes ago…” Ian had caught me in broad daylight as he smiled while steering the car slowly. “How’s your leg now?” “It's much better than it was back then. For a couple of moments, I thought I had seen my life flashing past me.” I was finally free to express what I had been through in the last couple of moments without the fear of being scorned by Amy who seemed to be always on the look out for chances to do just that. “I don't know why I find that funny…” Ian admitted as he chortled heartily. “But then, I'm really sorry that I had to ruin your day with all this…” “It's fine… it's not like you're the one driving…” I said, trying to cut him loose from the guilt that kept beating him over.
Amora’s Point of View “Where is he?” The silver haired guy was soon walking into the place looking like he was about to burn it all down. “Mr. Deven… how may we help you, sir…?” the manager went running helplessly to him like he was his hired servant. It was so hard to watch as I was seeing the man who had been bossing me around while he was about to be bossed around. It was hard to watch but that made it even more worthy of watching as it was quite amazing just how the chain of command was. “Mr. Simpson… not Deven. I don't know how many times I need to correct that before you get it.” Deven was flaring up real bad and was looking like he could unload on anyone who would dare come close to him. “I’m sorry about that, Mr. Simpson…” the way the manager was so determined to calm him down made me wonder who exactly that Deven guy was. “What could I help you with?” “I'm looking for Marcus…” the arrogance in his tone kept escalating with every single passing moment. “Marcus…?” The man
Lyra’s POV:I tapped lightly on Thalia’s door before I stepped in.From where I stood, I saw Thalia seated on a stool before her dressing table, staring keenly at the mirror.“Your mother has arrived.” I announced, but she showed no reaction.“Can you hear me? Milady. Your mother, Queen Aria is here.” I said again.“Why is she here?” She asked.“Lady Blackstorm invited her.” I replied. “She may be the Lady’s guest but she still remains your mother. You must welcome her.”“Just leave, please.” She pleaded. “You are killing yourself, Thalia. Xander will return, trust me.” I assured her.Suddenly, she turned around to face me, her eyes were red from crying too hard and underneath her eyelids were black from lack of sleep.“Why are you so sure?” She asked.“I am not sure, I am just being hopeful.” I replied.“You have no idea how I feel right now, the man I spent my whole life training to be perfect for has gone missing. And you stand there telling me about hope.” She ranted.“I underst
Deven asked Ian if there was any news from their contacts.Ian responded, "It's not the right time to reach out. They're most likely staying hidden and it would be too dangerous to try contacting them."Amora asked, "Has the vehicle been secured?"Ian stated that there was a van parked approximately one mile from their current location which could be utilized for a rapid escape if necessary.Deven expressed positive satisfaction with the statement "Good. We will require it." He then turned to Amora and inquired about their current inventory, saying "Amora, what is our supply situation?"According to Amora, we have enough supplies for a week or possibly more if we conserve them wisely.Deven proposed, "Okay, we need to ensure that everything is sorted out and prepared for a sudden relocation.""Ian brought up the topic of relocating and suggested that we talk about our next secure location, which is roughly a two-day trek from where we currently are.""Is it safe?" asked Amora."I woul
Deven’s Point of View “Mate…?” I let out impulsively as I was trying to understand what had just happened to me... I was dripping wet, alright, but then, the ravishing scent that I had perceived had me rooted to the spot. I stared at her in disbelief as I was wondering what exactly it was that had been masking her scent all that time. Whatever it was seemed to have been washed away by the water that had and was still gushing out on us at that point. “Mate…?” she let out in like manner as we were both lost in each other’s eyes at that point. It seemed like I was about to lose my mind completely as I was staring at my mate. My masking cologne had also been washed off by the eater. At that point, I felt like finding the driver of that car and giving them such a spanking for being so stupid. But then, I wouldn’t have known that the person I had been trying to catch all night was actually my mate. “How could this be…?” I muttered under my breath as I noticed that she was shivering all
Deven's Point of View “Don't just stand there! Go after her!” I let out to the men who were still standing and looking like they hadn't seen a crazy lady before. They all took off while I followed the chase from behind. “Sir… please what's going on? I thought we were here for Marcus…” Jordan said with confusion as he followed me from behind. “We'll be back for Marcus. But for now I want to deal with this wretch…” I said angrily as he was struggling to keep up with my pace. In a few moments, we were outside the place and on the trails of the men who were in pursuit. “But who's she?” Jordan asked as he was applying maximum energy to keep in pace with me. “She's the reason why my whole day went south…” I said, recalling the pain she had made me through because of an awkwardly mixed drink. “She had probably slipped something into my drink which made me purge all morning…” “Oh no…” he said as he was soon speeding past me to catch up with the other men ahead. “We're going to get her th
Amora’s Point of View “Where is he?” The silver haired guy was soon walking into the place looking like he was about to burn it all down. “Mr. Deven… how may we help you, sir…?” the manager went running helplessly to him like he was his hired servant. It was so hard to watch as I was seeing the man who had been bossing me around while he was about to be bossed around. It was hard to watch but that made it even more worthy of watching as it was quite amazing just how the chain of command was. “Mr. Simpson… not Deven. I don't know how many times I need to correct that before you get it.” Deven was flaring up real bad and was looking like he could unload on anyone who would dare come close to him. “I’m sorry about that, Mr. Simpson…” the way the manager was so determined to calm him down made me wonder who exactly that Deven guy was. “What could I help you with?” “I'm looking for Marcus…” the arrogance in his tone kept escalating with every single passing moment. “Marcus…?” The man
Gianna’s Point of View Though I hated to admit it, I felt about freer with Ian when Amy had been dropped off at the Vons place. I felt a bit selfish but then I felt a bit relieved at the same time as I had all the freedom that I needed to have with Ian. “You seem a bit relaxed than you were a few minutes ago…” Ian had caught me in broad daylight as he smiled while steering the car slowly. “How’s your leg now?” “It's much better than it was back then. For a couple of moments, I thought I had seen my life flashing past me.” I was finally free to express what I had been through in the last couple of moments without the fear of being scorned by Amy who seemed to be always on the look out for chances to do just that. “I don't know why I find that funny…” Ian admitted as he chortled heartily. “But then, I'm really sorry that I had to ruin your day with all this…” “It's fine… it's not like you're the one driving…” I said, trying to cut him loose from the guilt that kept beating him over.
Amora’s Point of View There was silence in the car as Ian drove us at a moderate speed. He seemed like he didn't have a single sense of worry or urgency in his being. I had been thinking he had to be a really busy person, seeing just how rich he was. Perhaps there had been some sort of work he could have been in a hurry to get back to. But there seemed to be none as he drove like he was trying to get a really good view of the city. Surprisingly, I had been shoved in the back seat to watch him and Gianna struggle to spark up a conversation. It was quite hard for me to watch two grown ups as they would occasionally throw glances at each other before they would look away again. Like… what in the world was wrong with them? Why couldn't they just open up their mouths to speak? I had been expecting the nice guy to say something at least as he had been acting all audacious and imposing just a few moments ago. But he had suddenly frozen. “This part of town is really beautiful with a who
Deven’s Point of View. “Here we are…” Jordan said nervously as we finally pulled over in front of the place where the meeting had been scheduled to happen. “As late as…” I shut my ears to those words as I just didn’t want to hear anything that would make me feel less of myself. Just a glance at the watch made me realize that I was an hour late. I let out a sigh as I was still holding the pill bottle. “Let’s head out at once…” I said as I was still seething from the rage of having found out that the girl whom Ian was with had actually been the stupid bar girl who had given me the drink which had turned my morning upside down. The thoughts of getting my revenge filled my thoughts more than that of the meeting itself. It was a lot to handle but then, I shook it off at once as I stepped out of the car. The traffic jam had delayed me, but then, I wasn’t going to explain that at all. “Right this way…” Jordan said as he and the two other men walked me to the entrance of the bungalow whic
Deven’s Point of View As annoying as it was, my meeting with that sassy female just didn’t want to leave my head regardless of how hard I had been trying to push the thought of her away. Who the heck is she? I wondered in annoyance. “Who the heck is she?” I was almost unaware when I had voiced it all out while driving. I had pushed my hand against the seat in front of me, causing the man who was now at the wheels to jilt forward, and involuntarily blaring the horn in everyone’s ears. I could see the displeasure in the eyes of the men in the car with me. But I couldn’t care less as I didn’t owe anyone an explanation for my actions. I just wanted to get that day over with as soon as I could. The morning had been turbulent enough and I just couldn’t wait until the night would fall. “Sir… you’re getting too worked up…” Jordan was quiet the moment I hit him with a cynical glance that made him fidget a little. “Ian is out there settling things with them, you have nothing to worry about.