Chapter 89Dario's POVDid she really leave? Or was I overthinking it? She may have only gone out to get some air, the party was indeed suffocating. But if that was so, I would still pick up her scent. My speculation was that it must have been hours since she exited the premises. With a deep breath, I tried to calm myself down. Panicking would not help. I needed to think clearly and act fast. Determined to find Isla, I made my way downstairs, where the festivities were still in full swing. Among the sea of guests, I spotted Diane, Isla's cousin and closest friend. She was chatting animatedly with a group of people, her infectious laughter filling the room. Isla and Diane were close, and that led me to think Diane must know something about the whereabouts of her cousin. I approached Diane with urgency, myheart pounding in my chest. "Diane," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Have you seen Isla?"Diane turned to me, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Isla? No, I have not seen her
Isla's POV The sounds of honking cars and bustling crowds caught my ears as I exited the taxi. The city was alive, and as I gazed out over the city skyline, I couldn't help but marvel at the skyscrapers that seemed to stretch into the clouds. “It is beautiful,” Nima commented, and I smiled widely. Indeed it was, and I couldn’t wait to enjoy my time here. I kept walking farther, absorbing the city's landmarks. As I walked through the city park, I could hear the distant sounds of traffic and the chatter of people in the nearby cafes. My eyes landed on a path that seemed quite familiar. I walked down that lane, and I was directed to a garden that I hadn’t seen in years. I found a corner to sit in, and it was quite quiet until Nima spoke up. “Maybe we should stay here forever and never return.” Nima’s voice bore into my mind. I laughed. “Sounds like an offer I would love to partake in,” “Nice.” Nima said, “It would be good, and you would be able to forget about Dario.” “Like it wa
Isla’s POV “Aren’t you dead?”The manager’s words hit me like bricks. I couldn’t believe he thought that I was dead. Probably, that was what was going around the city after my father’s death; that I was wiped off along with him.I sighed, and then I took one good look at Jarek—who looked like he had seen a ghost. I saw him blink twice, digging his fingertips into his arm. He was quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of his heavy breathing, which could be heard even with the loud music.“How are you here?” He asked. “It’s impossible!”There was something suspicious about Jarek’s behavior. I knew that he thought I was dead, but then a part of me felt as though he wished I was dead. Just seeing him turn white had made me curious. Then it hit me: Jarek had handled the company after my dad’s passing, and since he assumed I was dead. He did what he wanted with it. Now that I had returned, it meant I would take everything from him.‘This bastard!’ I growled inwardly, a
Isla’s POVI got up very early the next day, I had scheduled a meeting with the lawyer and I didn’t want to miss it. The chilly morning air , made it difficult for me to get in the shower so I just threw a coat over my body glancing at the mirror to see the condition of my hair.“Not bad!” I said out loud, adjusting the edges with the side of my hand, before heading downstairs. Everywhere was empty, and the person behind the receptionist desk wasn’t the same person I saw yesterday. It was a man, that was stationed there this time and he had a dull look on his face which made it seem like the last place he wanted to be was here.‘Poor guy!’ I cooed inwardly, flashing him a smile when our eyes met. When I got outside the hotel, the lawyer was just arriving. He had a broad look on his face as he came down from his car. The minute his eyes buried in his glasses collided with mine, they lit up. He extended a warm smile my way and a hand too.“Miss Isla.” He called out, his voice firm and
Isla’s POVThe minute the taxi pulled up in front of me. I rushed inside, slamming the door quickly.“Whoa, slow down, miss!” The driver said in an alarming tone. “Getting that repaired would cause a fortune.”“I’m sorry.” I said, easing into the back seat of the car. I looked out of the window hoping I wouldn’t see any sign of Dario.“Where are you heading to miss?” The sound of the driver’s voice caused me to look in his direction. “The 7th Street.” He nodded, and I looked outside the window.“Do you think, it is actually Dario?” Nima’s voice stirred within my head.“Who else could it be?”“You know he isn’t the only wolf that can track you.““I’m aware of that, and I’m also aware of the fact that. He’s the only person who knows about my father’s business. He has also partnered with the people my father did business with.” I said firmly. “He knows that I’m here. Probably, he even has sources informing him about my whereabouts.”“And what of it It isn’t Dario?” Nima asked once again
Dario’s POV I walked down the silent corridors with bloodshot eyes. The stillness reflected the turmoil within me. Each step echoed a discordant beat due to my disturbed thoughts. Emotions swirled within me,and my composed demeanor dropped. I hadn’t slept well in days. I was restless. When I passed a window, which showcased my reflection. I slowed down my steps, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My furrowed brows spoke volumes, displaying the frustration dwelling in me. My hair was sticking out of place, not that I was bothered by it, but it added to the fact that I was angry. I picked up my steps, walking faster. As I traversed the corridor, my mind replayed the fruitless hours spent combing through leads. The days were counting, and still nothing was forthcoming. No news about Isla, not even a clue. What if I never find her? “Never!” Kai jeered within me. “That’s a low way of thinking coming from you.” “What do you expect me to do, Kai?” I said. “Everything keeps le
Isla’s POVIt was a dream! A bloody dream! I was feeling different emotions running through me. Then those emotions died when I remembered everything Dario had put me through. I sighed, heavily standing up quickly. My eyes flickered to the side of the room where my bag laid. I needed to go, and I also needed to put my feelings aside.“Good!” Nima’s voice filled my head. “I’m glad you got your senses back.”“The dreams really did stir up emotions within me.”“Emotions?” She scoffed. “The dream stirred nothing. It was already there. You still miss him and you still want. You may as well wait for him to find you.”“I don’t think so!” I said walking towards the bathroom, “my dream just brought up mere sexual desire. It was nothing, and I wouldn’t wait for him to find me.”I was about to pull open the bathroom door when I heard my phone ring. I remembered that I had messaged the lawyer yesterday. Probably he was the one calling. I ran to where my phone was and when I picked up my phone
Isla’s POVI sat in the dimly lit restaurant for awhile after Nicholas had left. My gaze wandered, tracing the patterns of the tablecloth as I took the last sip of my drink. The amber liquid swirled gently in the glass, as I moved it in my hand. The clinking of cutlery and murmurs of conversation filled my ears, but I paid less attention to it as the event of the day replayed Inmy head.“So this is it!” Nima jeered within my head. “The end!”“You’re speaking like it is the end of a show or something.”“Feels like it.” She said. “So what’s the next plan?”“Fleeing, I’m saying goodbye to the city for good.”“I hope this adventurous Isla is here to stay.”she said, growing quiet after. I hoped so too. I was loving this part of me.I eased into the chair, with the glass still in my hands I brought it close to my lips. The atmosphere was serene,and beautiful sadly I would be saying goodbye to it soon.I took one last look at my environment before dropping the glass in my hand-on the ta