ZION'S POVThe sun was barely peeking over the horizon as I woke up this morning. My apartment is a cluttered mess of camera equipment, scattered notes, and empty alcohol bottles from last night. With a yawn I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. The girl that spent the night at my apartment has most likely left. I prefer it that way, really; I don't like the expectations I wake up to and the awkwardness when a girl spends the night at my apartment and refuses to leave. I grabbed my favorite camera and headed out the door, locking it behind me.I made my usual stop at the coffee shop on the corner. I found out not long after I started living here that Octavia owns it; this is her friend. The barista, Lily, greeted me with a warm smile as I approached the counter."Morning, Zion. The usual?" She asked, already reaching for a cup."You know me too well," I replied, leaning against the counter
Zion's POV The pulsing bass of James's party reverberated through the walls as I entered the house. Normally, this kind of scene would have me hyped up and ready to dive into the chaos. Tonight, though, I felt like an observer, detached from the frenzy around me.I scanned the room, spotting familiar faces and exchanging half-hearted greetings. An old flame, Sarah, caught my eye, but the spark I'd once felt wasn't there. She gave me a playful wink, and I smiled back, but my heart wasn't in it. What was wrong with me?As I made my way to the kitchen for a drink, I spotted James. He waved me over, a broad grin on his face. "Zion! Glad you could make it, man.""Wouldn't miss it," I replied, trying to match his enthusiasm.He handed me a beer, eyeing me curiously. "You okay? You seem... off."I shrugged, taking a sip. "Just one of those days, I guess."James nodded knowingly, but I doubt he has an idea of what I am talking about. "Well, if anyone can snap out of it, it's you. Just enjoy
OCTAVIA'S POV The night was starting to wind down, and the party's energy was slowly ebbing. I was half-heartedly chatting with Rose, who looked slightly distracted. She glanced at her phone for what seemed like the hundredth time, her brows furrowing.“Everything okay?” I asked, curious and a bit concerned.Rose sighed, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “I just got a message from the granny that stays next door to my house. She said she is feeling funny. I need to go check up on her; she stays alone. I’m really sorry to ditch you like this, Octavia.”I shook my head, offering a reassuring smile. “It’s fine, Rose. Family comes first. Do you need a ride?”“No, I’ll call a cab,” she replied, already tapping away on her phone. “Are you okay getting home on your own?”Before I could respond, a familiar voice cut in. “Actually, I can give her a ride.” I turned to see Zion standing there, his expression surprisingly earnest. “We’re neighbors, after all.”Rose’s eyes lit up. “Pe
OCTAVIA'S POV I kicked off my shoes and was about to start undressing when I heard a knock on my door. My heart skipped a beat, and I hesitated for a moment before opening it.Standing there was Zion, his gaze dark and intense, igniting something deep within me. "Zion, what are you—"Before I could finish, he stepped forward, closing the distance between us. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," he murmured, his voice low and husky."Zion, I—" I started. "Fuck it," he murmured, words caught in my throat as he leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. For a moment I stood there frozen, and then it was like something disappeared inside me; I gave in, kissing him back with equal fervor. His tongue grazed the entrance of my lips, beckoning me to open up. I opened my mouth, and our tongues battled for dominance. The world outside faded away, and I lost myself in the moment. His hands moved from my hair to my waist, pulling me closer. I felt the hardness of his erection poking
CTAVIA'S POV The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I blinked awake, feeling the warmth of Zion's body next to mine. The events of the previous night played through my mind, and I couldn't help but smile. It had been intense, passionate, and everything I hadn't expected.As I shifted slightly, Zion stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He looked at me with a sleepy smile. "Morning.""Morning," I replied, feeling a mix of emotions. "Last night was... something."He chuckled, stretching lazily. "Yeah, it was. But we should probably talk about what this means."I nodded, knowing he was right. "I agree. We need to set some boundaries."Zion propped himself up on one elbow, his gaze serious. "I like you, Octavia. But I think we both know we're not looking for anything serious right now.""Exactly," I said, relieved that we were on the same page. "I don't want to complicate things. We're neighbors, and I value our friendship.""So, friends with ben
OCTAVIA'S POV The days seem to go by faster now in a comfortable rhythm. Zion and I have gotten a lot closer than before; I found out he actually had a deeper personality than the bad boy exterior that he lets other people see, and I can't lie; it has started to break the walls I have placed around my heart. Despite our no-strings-attached agreement, Zion has been spending most nights at my place, and we have been having sex quite regularly. On some nights he just comes and we hang out, cook together, and sometimes watch movies, and other nights we lounge on the couch, cuddle, and just talk about our day. My days are filled with the usual hustle and bustle of running the café. Our sales have increased a lot with an increase in the number of people coming in; we had to hire a few more staff last week to meet up. Rose needed more hands in the kitchen as the demand for pastries increased. All in all, the café is gradually becoming a household name in this part of town. No matter how bu
OCTAVIA'S POV I woke up to the golden rays of the sun coming in through the closed curtains; this is the most rested I have been in a while. Work at the café has been hectic these few days, and I was looking forward to using the weekend to unwind. I stretch on the bed, well, tried to; there was a weight resting on my stomach, Zion. My lips curved in a lazy smile as I remembered what happened last night; that was intense and by far one of the best sex I have ever had. I turned on my side, facing him, only to see his eyes open, and he is staring at me. "If I knew this is what you looked like in the morning, I would never have been in such a hurry to leave all the time," he murmured, his voice husky and making my insides flutter. His hands moved from my waist to move a lock of hair behind my ear. "Oh, really? I was thinking it was more of you being scared of what you might look like," I said, looking up at him in amusement as I dragged my fingers along his chest. His head fell back o
OCTAVIA'S POV The café is very busy this morning; the usual morning rush is in full swing and even busier than on a normal day; the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. I had barely sat down since morning as I went about taking orders of customers to the kitchen and cleaning up after them simultaneously. It is a rather busy day, but I enjoy the hustle and the sense of accomplishment it brings, and it helps me get my mind off so many things. I just finished serving cappuccino to a customer smiling at the old man when I heard the bell above the door chimed, signaling a new arrival. I glanced up at the entrance, and I felt my stomach drop. It was Nile. He looked around the café before his eyes landed on me, and he made a beeline towards me. "I need to talk to you, Octavia." He demanded when he reached me. Not wanting to create a scene, I shot one last smile at the old man and then made my way to the backroom where we keep the lockers. I could hear Nile's footsteps following
‘’Who are you?’’Lucas Conti. I smiled. Who would have thought I would meet one of the world’s billionaires and a rumored womaniser today. It was such a shame that I was smelling like sardine, but I could still do something with what I had.I dropped the photo in my hand and walked towards him, slowly and seductively. I stretched my hands towards him.‘’Grace Miller. I’m waiting for the manager.’’He took my hands and I held his eyes. Seducing men was not something that needed the right time if one was an expert. I rubbed my finger on his hand and I made the handshake linger for just the right amount of time.‘’Grace,’’ he said, the tone of his voice dropping to familiar levels. ‘’Are you a guest in our hotel?’‘’Well,’’ I said. ‘’I could be your guest.’’His face broke into a smile. I had him charmed. The manager stepped in just then. Wrong timing. I mean, he could have remained lost in his quest for water.‘’Good afternoon, sir,’’ he stammered. ‘’I wasn’t aware you were aro
I closed my eyes as we moved farther and farther away from the mansion. The roaring sound of the motor bikes did not help the turmoil I felt inside. I was leaving everything I had worked so hard for in the last few years. But i was not accepting defeat yet. I would be back.I will come back for my son. For what is mine and give everyone what is due.Diego had succeeded in killing most of the men that were loyal to me, and even as I sat on the bike clutching myself, I wasn't sure who was for me anymore. It was a big risk I was taking and I hoped it would be worth it all. For the sake of those who had died on the path to my ambition. For Lorenz’s sake.I reach for my thigh, tapping it. The pressure of the knife against my skin reminded me that I was not unarmed. We were leaving the city. I was being taken to a neighbouring town a few hours from Palmero. There I would stay under the radar, until Diego was gotten rid of. I would also try to make the necessary liaison with all the
My phone was buzzing in my pocket continuously. I had placed it on DND, so the call had to have been persistent for it to be vibrating in my pocket. I glanced at the large screen and then at Lucas who was seated on the seat just beside the investors. He smiled encouragingly at me. Today was the big day. The day I presented our beautiful project.He said it was just for formalities. The people who mattered had seen the presentation privately and they loved it. I was still nervous though and the continuous vibrations in my pocket were compounding it.The presentation was over in twenty minutes. The smiles on their faces and the warm and firm handshakes told me all I needed to know.Lucas slapped my shoulders warmly. ‘’You did good. I was impressed. This calls for some wine.’’We were going to get featured on the front pages of the business papers and on the headlines of the business news. It was finally an opportunity to prove to Nile and my father that I could make a meaningfu
Before I could scream, I heard hurried footsteps approaching the room and the door flung open instantly.‘’It’s urgent,’’ the first man said. I could see what he couldn’t say in his eyes.I pointed at the monitor. ‘’Get the doctor here fast.’’Two of them hurried out of the room. ‘’The doctor is trying to save your father,’’ the first man said.‘’Save? What happened?’’‘’He went into cardiac arrest.’’I felt blood seeping out of my head and I swooned. He caught me just in time. The nurse was arriving as I was being held.‘’The monitor,’’ I said to her. She hurried to his side, and I was ushered out of the room. That feeling of desolation overpowered me once again. I had not felt that since I left Axel’s whore house, but now I was at the brink of losing everything I cherished.When I got to father’s room, I stood outside observing through the door as the doctor tried to revive his heart with the defibrillator. I clenched my hand into a fist. What had gone wrong? Someone had
I watched her face turn pale as she read the report in her hand. ‘’Is this real?’’ She looked up at me.I nodded. ‘’I don’t think he knows.’’A sad smile spread on her face. ‘’What a horrible way to finally find your brother, Octavia. I mean, we all thought he died in the fire. Same way we thought you did.’’There was a knock on the door and we quickly put the document away. ‘’Come in,’’ aunt Elena said. I had been sleeping in her room since the incident the previous day.A maid walked in. “Good morning, ma’am,’’ she said. ‘’Did you sleep well?’’‘’I did.’’It was the maid who looked after her room. ‘’I came to ask if you needed anything this morning, ma’am.’’‘’Not at all,’’ she responded.‘’Coffee?’’‘’That’s fine.’’I waited until she was gone for a minute before I spoke. ‘’We can’t trust any of the new staff right now. They were all employed by Rory, and we don’t know who is with her or not.’’‘’Rory needs to be arrested, and made to confess.’’I nodded in agreement. W
She didn’t budge. She remained calm and determined. ‘’You are trying to save the life of a man that should have been killed on the spot. How wicked can one be?’’‘’We need to find out who he’s working with,’’ she said. ‘’Until then, no one touches him. His punishment is at my disposal.’’She walked away and I bit my lips. The plan was crashing. Sylvester had shot the wrong person, Octavia was still alive and she had my necklace. Now, Sylvester was going to be tortured until he confessed. I wondered how strong he would be. I had to do something.I found Mikel in his office. He was startled to see me. I could tell he was expecting me. He had that look in his face.‘’I’m in trouble, Mikel,’’ I said. ‘’I need your help.’’He glared at me. ‘’What were you thinking? We had a plan. A good one. You abandoned it for some no good riff raff.’’‘’Mikel..’’‘’I know you were sleeping with him,’’ he said, anger attempting to boil over the surface. ‘’I can’t help you right now.’’I moved f
I found aunt Elena in her room. She was startled by the expression on my face.‘’You look like you have seen a ghost,’’ she said, straightening her dress.‘’I think I have,’’ I replied. I walked in and sat on her bed. She was looking at me with concern. ‘’Did Rory catch you snooping around?’’ she asked. ‘’I couldn’t hold her for so long.’’I shook my head. ‘’No.’’ I reached for my bra and pulled out the necklace. She gasped. ‘’Where did you find it?’’‘’Her room. She hid it on the chandelier all this time,’’ I said. ‘’How could she..’’ She stood up. ‘’I have to report this immediately. ‘’I lost my trusted maid of over ten years because of this lying woman.’’I shushed her and asked her to sit down. ‘’That’s not the problem now, aunt,’ i said.‘’What is?’’I leaned closer to her. ‘’Sylvester.’’ I lowered my voice, scared that the room was being tapped. ‘’He’s not who he says he is. His name is not Sylvester Munroe. The real person is dead.’’Her mouth fell open but no sou
I had just gotten off a call with Lucas Conti and was enjoying a martini when I was told someone wanted to see me. I was clad in nothing but a towel and I was in no mood to see anyone. It was a beautiful day. Our project had passed the second phase of approval and it was ready to be opened in the Netherlands. Then the Americas and the United Kingdom.‘’She gave her name as Rose, sir,’’ the uniformed lady said and instantly the martini turned sour in my throat.Rose? It had been almost two weeks since our meeting in Amsterdam. I’d not forgotten the allegations she made against my business partner, but I had tossed them under the carpet. I was not going to allow his personal matters stop me from making money. It was the only thing that brought me happiness now. I was very unfortunate with love.‘’Ask her to come in,’’ I said, taking off my sunglasses. ‘’She can wait in the guest sitting room.’’‘’Yes, sir.’’I sipped a little more of the martini before rising from the mat. It
My phone buzzed again.It had been going off like that for the past ten minutes. Soft, insistent vibrations against my hip, each one a ripple in the still waters of Aunt Elena’s very long, very detailed baby-bathing tutorial.She was standing over the bath, her sleeves rolled up, a calm, patient smile on her face as she cradled the baby in her arms for the third demonstration that afternoon. Not a drop of water splashed. Everything about her was precise, delicate, practiced.“And always keep your hand under the neck,” she said gently, as though I hadn’t already memorized every movement. “They’re so small, you see? You have to make them feel safe.”“I see,” I murmured, though my mind was far from here. The phone buzzed again. I didn’t need to look at it. I already knew who it was. Sylvester. His calls were never this persistent. If he was calling this much, something was wrong.Still, I couldn’t just step away. Not from Aunt Elena. She wasn’t the kind of woman you interrupted,