Lahat ng Kabanata ng Entwined Hearts: A Billionaire Romance : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Axel, confidence faltered as he replayed the events of the night. Sarah had made him see a little more than just a tangled web in the way that his position was precarious. He had been walking a tightrope with these sisters, weaving the fabric of lies between them, and now with Sarah, everything was just too close to unravel. She was right there, watching him, waiting for him to slip up.He walked through the night, the great city lights casting their long shadows everywhere, but his mind continued to circle back to Sarah even as he walked toward his next encounter with Jade. Sarah's message had been clear: continue to try to drive a wedge between the sisters. But Axel knew the first rule of being a very good puppet: don't be anyone's puppet. He had his own agenda, though for the time being, he knew it was important to stay one step ahead of her.Jade's message now weighed on him, dragging him back into the immediate. What did she want? Was she growing suspicious, or was this another o

Back in Sarah's apartment, in the dark, Sarah's fingers ran over the torn photograph of the triplets: Jayla, Jasmine, and Jade. Their torn smiles staring at her mockingly, their once perfect blissfully ignorant existence belittling her. A grin spread across her face as she reveled in the power she had over their lives now. All that covetousness and resentment finally boiled over, and now she was in control. Now she had the upper hand.She watched the photo flutter to the floor with a quick flick of her wrist and kicked it aside. The clacking of her heels on hardwood was satisfying and controlled. The word rang inside her head like some mantra begging her heartbeat to steady. Axel's message had smoothed her nerves, but the number wouldn't shake from her mind, it was a shadow that followed her closely at her back.She paced around the room, reaching for and pouring another glass of juice in a single fluid motion; its deep red liquid swirled inside the tumbler, much like the storm that w

The next morning, Sarah woke up with a pounding headache, still tangled about what had happened the previous night. She hadn't slept much. Of course, how could she, when those cryptic messages scratched up and down at the back of her mind? "You are not the only one playing this game." "Tick tock. Time's running out." The person behind it was playing with her, literally enjoying the squirming of his victim. But Sarah wouldn't back away from a fight. The threat merely firmed her purposely. Today was the day she was going to meet with Axel and find out precisely how much he knew, up to what extent she could trust him, and more importantly, how to keep him in check. She couldn't afford any more unknowns. She lay in bed while staring at the ceiling as the dim light from the window cast long shadows across the room. This weight of a game she was playing weighed heavily upon her chest. This was supposed to be her moment for revenge. But it had felt like someone else was pulling the strings

Jasmine stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom while putting on the last touches of her makeup. Her heart fluttered with excitement because Sarah had invited her to some party, a thing she hadn't expected. She didn't know Sarah that well, but that invitation made her special, something that hadn't happened in quite a while. This was all she needed to take her sister's condescending attitude off her mind for at least a few hours since things were getting tenser between them.As Jasmine slid into her dress, she caught her reflection-a bright smile overspreading her face, a sleek black dress hugging her figure to perfection-well, for the first time in a while, genuinely excited; this perhaps was something new, a fresh chance to be out of the constant comparison to Jayla. Finally, here was something that was hers.She snatched up her heels and took the stairs down; her heels lightly clicked against the wood floor. Down the stairs, Jayla stood at the bottom by the living room; Jayla's

It was as if this anonymous message unravelled wittily from her phone while shaking her hand: "I know what you're planning party you are not as clever as you think you're." The words danced before her in a juggling of taunts that dared every shred of control she thought she had over this twisted game. In that one millisecond, the mantle of power that had cloaked her in the bar with Axel slipped away and she was exposed-prey under the considering eye of a hunter. She willed her breathing to steady, reminded herself who she was. Whoever this was, it was his attempt at shaking her, wanted her to falter, to show weakness. Well, she wasn't about to give them that satisfaction. Taking a deep breath, Sarah steadied herself and rubbed out that knot in her chest where the anger and fear were gathering. She'd face that ladanceor now, she had a plan to run with Axel-one that would pit the trithisagainst each other with such ferocity they would never recover. Back at the Mansion Jasmine