- First Person's Perspective -Enise's POVIt was another quiet morning at the mansion. I stood in front of the window in my bedroom, watching as the sun began to rise, casting golden light across the garden. The garden... the garden that Lucas had put so much effort into. It was beautiful, no doubt. But the thought of it still felt heavy in my chest, a reminder of things I couldn't quite get away from."Denise?" Miracle's soft voice cut through the quiet, and I turned to see her standing in the doorway, rubbing her eyes. She looked so innocent, so unaware of the tension that hung in the air lately."Morning, sweetie," I said with a smile, trying to push the unease from my mind.She walked over to me, her little hands gripping the edge of the window sill as she peered outside. "The garden looks so pretty," she said, her voice full of excitement. "When can I see it?"I hesitated for a moment, glancing toward the door where Lucas had just walked past. He was busy with work today, but th
- First Person's Perspective- Enise’s POVI stared out the window of my room, watching the sunlight filter through the trees in the garden below. The morning had been peaceful for a change, and I wanted to keep it that way. I decided to focus on something productive, something that didn’t involve Lucas or Laura. Miracle had been recovering well, but I knew she needed a distraction, something to brighten her days.After some thought, I decided a little celebration would be perfect. Nothing too big, just something to make her smile and let her know how much she’s loved. With that in mind, I got out my notebook and started jotting down ideas. Balloons, her favorite cupcakes, maybe a little music… It had to be simple but meaningful.As I was scribbling down notes, a knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. “Come in,” I called, expecting one of the maids.To my surprise, it was Lucas. He stepped inside, his usual confidence radiating from every step. “Busy?” he asked, his voice smooth b
- First Person's Perspective -Enise's POVI woke up feeling sore all over, my body aching in places I hadn't felt in years. My eyes fluttered open,and it took a moment for me to realize where I was.Lucas's bed. The luxurious sheets tangled around my legs were evidence of the chaotic night we'd shared.The memories rushed back the way we couldn't keepour hands off each other, how we somehow stumbled into his bedroom, tearing at each other's clothes. We didn't stop until exhaustion claimed us. I knew it wasn't supposed to happen, but strangely, I couldn't bring myself to feel guilty. Lucas stirred beside me, his hand brushing against my thigh as he opened his eyes. His messy hair and the lazy smile on his lips made him look even more irresistible."Good morning," he murmured, his voice husky and still laced with sleep."Good morning," I replied softly, sitting up slowly. My body protested with every movement, reminding me of just how thorough Lucas had been last night.He propped him
Third Person's Perspective Enise sat at the edge of her bed, she had a book in hand and was fully engrossed in it when a soft knock on her door, interrupted her. "Come in" she said and the door swung open, revealing Lucas, standing there with a smile on his face. She stared at him with a raised brow and amused expression. What was making him so happy?"Lucas, I didn't know it was you" she said and he chuckled. "Of course" he answered and then there was silence between them. She stared at him, waiting for him to say something,.maybe tell her why he was there but she got nothing. She snapped her fingers and jolted back to reality. "What's going on? Why are you here?" She asked, with a hint of playfulness in her voice. He smiled again and waved"I'm sorry, I just got carried away. goodness! I've missed you so much, Denise" he answered and covered the gap between them. "Come, I want to show you something" he said, his palm outstretched. She was hesitant for a while. The pace of her hear
- Third Person’s Perspective - Unknown POVThe glass cup smashed against the wall, shattering into a rain of tiny fragments that glittered under the dim light. The deafening crash was followed by an angry groan, raw and animalistic. The few men standing in the room flinched backward, their breaths catching in their throats. Their leader was not someone to be trifled with, especially not now.She jumped to her feet, the legs of her chair screeching against the floor. Her pacing began—sharp, erratic, and fueled by fury. Each step she took was heavy, deliberate, as though she were stomping on invisible enemies underfoot. Her fists were clenched so tightly at her sides that her knuckles turned white.Things weren’t sailing in her favor, and it was driving her mad. How could that good-for-nothing she-wolf remain so elusive? Every plan had been thwarted, every attempt to capture her slipping through her grasp like sand. The fact that the woman now lived in the Alpha’s mansion only added in
- First Person’s Perspective - ~Enise’s POV~The car ride to Lucas’s mansion felt like an eternity. My palms were damp as I clutched the seatbelt, trying to steady my nerves. No matter how much I told myself that I was ready for this, my heart was racing. The mansion loomed in the distance, as grand and imposing as ever. A part of me wanted to turn back, but I reminded myself why I was here, it was for no one but Miracle. She was the reason I had to face this. She always hasAs the car pulled up to the front of the house, I took a deep breath and stepped out. The moment my feet touched the ground, I felt the weight of eyes on me. Laura was standing on the porch, her arms crossed and her expression sharp as a dagger. Her lips curled into a smirk, but there was nothing welcoming about it.“Well, well,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Look who’s back. Did you get lost on your way here, Denise?”I forced a calm smile, even though her tone irritated me. “Hello, Laura,” I said