Tania's POV***The rumors were as loud as a flock of birds squawking in the morning light, each chirp pecking at my nerves, stripping away my last shreds of composure.I had rushed home after that stunt Selene pulled, deliberately pouring coffee on me like some petty schoolgirl. My cream, colored dress, once a perfect blend of class and confidence, was now stained and sour-smelling. I barely glanced in the mirror before changing into something dark, something that mirrored the heaviness in my chest. By the time I returned to the office, the gossip had reached fever pitch.They said Roman kissed Sera. In public. In front of everyone.I locked myself in my office and cried harder than I had in years. The kind of crying that left you gasping for air, curling into yourself as if shrinking small enough would shield you from the world. I didn’t even try to pretend I was okay. What was the point? My mascara ran in black streaks down my cheeks, and my head throbbed from holding in scream
Zara’s pov***The drive to Roman’s reserved venue was a hushed affair. The sound of tires on asphalt seemed to blend into the quiet hum of my own thoughts as I stole glances at him, lost in his silence.The city skyline loomed ahead, glittering like diamonds against the twilight sky, but I felt a flutter of unease in my stomach.Suddenly, curiosity surged within me, breaking through the stillness.“You called her Selene. How did you know her name?” I dared to ask, unsure how he would respond.“Well, it is my company; nothing goes on without me knowing,” he said, his tone casual yet commanding. “I’m curious, though. It says in her file that she’s an IT guru. Why have her under the problem team?” He questioned, causing me to worry.I didn’t want to reveal too much, trust was a luxury I couldn’t afford just yet.He raised an eyebrow, and I could sense him waiting for my words. “Because sometimes you need someone with specific skills to navigate the dark corners of the internet. We need
Zara’s POV***Placing a gentle peck on my cheek, Roman strolled away, leaving me standing there and momentarily spellbound.A wave of disbelief washed over me, as if time itself had paused. Everyone who cared had witnessed the exchange; I could practically sense Ms. Sylvia's eagerness to place a call across to me.“I choose you,” he had declared; those words lingered in the air like an uninvited guest, heavy with implication.Their significance was profound, yet I found myself grappling to comprehend what Roman truly meant. Had he finally succumbed to his father’s expectations and chosen me? Or was this merely his way of establishing dominance, favoring me over his friendship with Levi?The notion that he might possessively claim me unsettled me more than I cared to admit.As I stood there, surrounded by the bustling noise of the office, my mind seemed to conjure vivid images, scenarios playing out as I contemplated the meaning of his words.“Snap out of it, girl!” Selene called out,
Tania's POV***The new girl slapped me back hard, her palm leaving a stinging imprint on my cheek.I stumbled for a moment, a wave of shock crashing over me, almost sending me to the ground.The sharp pain radiated through my face, and I instinctively clutched it, trying to process what had just happened. “Who the hell are you?” I managed to ask, my voice shaky but defiant. I glanced at Sera, who stood frozen, her eyes wide in disbelief.“Who the hell are you?” The new girl shot back, her voice dripping with attitude.“Answer me! Who do you think you are, barging into someone’s house and hitting them like that?” I snapped, my annoyance bubbling over.I could feel adrenaline coursing through me, a fire igniting in my chest as I looked back at Sera for support.“You’ve been nothing but trouble since you stepped into this place. It’s like you thrive on chaos. Why can't you just let things be the way they were before you showed up?” I demanded, frustration spilling out.I had seen the vi
Roman's pov***I stepped into Lucien's apartment, the heavy haze of smoke wrapping around me like a thick blanket.The air was heavy with something foreign, an acrid scent that stung my nostrils.I squinted through the dim light, searching for him, half-expecting to find him collapsed on the floor.Instead, there he was, propped up in his study, a crooked smile on his face as he leaned against his desk. With his heart condition, I couldn’t believe he would dabble in such a risky venture.It felt like the kind of twist that life would pull just to mock us.He stood, dropped his cane, and suddenly both his hands were on my shoulders, squeezing lightly, almost reassuringly. “Well done, my boy. I knew you’d come around,” he said, his voice warm but still dripping with that same annoying smugness I could never stand.I blinked, taken aback. What on earth was he talking about? “What do you mean?” I asked, my confusion spilling out.“I saw the news,” he replied, his smile widening. “Not the
Zara’s pov***I paced around the house, my heart heavy with worry for Roman.Each step felt like a reminder of the weight I carried.Where was he? Had he made it home safely? The thought of him still facing Levi made my stomach churn.I could almost feel the tension lingering in the air, thick and suffocating.“He’s going to be fine,” Selene chimed in, her voice calm but not quite able to settle the storm inside me.I glanced over at her, catching her worry as she watched me move back and forth.“But he hasn’t reached me yet,” I said, almost pleading for reassurance.“I thought you hated the man?” she teased, a raised eyebrow challenging me.“Don’t do that, not right now,” I snapped, not wanting to dive into old wounds, the painful history I carried.Then my phone buzzed violently on the table, pulling me from my thoughts.I darted over, my heart leaping, hoping to see Roman’s name flashing on the screen. It wasn’t him.As I answered, Leo’s familiar voice filled my ear. “Ma’am,” he sa