LOGIN[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]
I am fully aware what I did wasn’t right.
[ZARAH’s Point of View] I had no time to waste.I had to find her! Squeeze the truth out of her filthy mouth—everything she knew about Mannie and her octuplets! I needed something to prove that all my delirious thoughts weren’t right! That the nurse did everything I told her
[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]No. I wouldn’t let this happen.I was stupid. So stupid to think Mannie was just playing with me when she sent that resignation letter. I let my ego convince me she wouldn’t leave the job because I offered her a salary that was ten times higher than a beginner like her could have. I made sure she was safe in my domain. That no one here could touch her. But did I miss
[MANNIE’s Point of View]“Tell me you’re joking.”“I don’t have much time to explain now, Beth. I need to finish this.”Beth seemed upset and worried while watching me throw my stuff in a s
[MANNIE’s Point of View]“Tell me you’re joking.”“I don’t have much time to explain now, Beth. I need to finish this.”Beth seemed upset and worried while watching me throw my stuff in a small box on my office table. I didn’t know what to feel about it, but all I knew was that I needed to get out of that place as soon as I could. I couldn’t let myself become the laughing stock of the people around here. The mockery and the insults? It has to end!Because I knew no one could save me in this place. No one. Not even Beth could protect me from the people here. Well, she had been the reason why I stayed for this long. But after what happened between Dominic and me, I don’t think it would be safe for me to be around him anymore.Not because I think he is dangerous.It’s because the more I let myself become closer to him, the more I saw myself falling for his trap.And I would never let that happen.“But you can’t leave, Mannie! You need a job! And this job is the only way you can support
[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]I am fully aware what I did wasn’t right.But damn, I couldn’t resist it. The sky was dark outside the window. I wasn’t aware of how long I was standing in front of it and watching the bright c
[MANNIE’s Point of View]I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t sleep a wink last night.After all the humiliation and the insult that Dominic did to me, I didn’t know if staying in the company was still a wise thing to do. Bad things just keep happening, and Dominic’s presence only gave me distress from time to time. I didn’t know what he wanted from me. I had no idea why he kept on giving me the attention I never wanted. I was aware something strange drew us together, and as much as I wanted to fight it back, it only became so overwhelming that all I wanted was to run and stay away from him. The hard thing was, my heart wanted the opposite thing. It was stupid to feel that I was craving the man who I know would never want me the way I wanted him. It was stupid to think that a man like Dominic Blackmoore would care, even the tiniest bit, about my feelings.He doesn’t know how to feel. He only desires. Destroys everything that displeases him.As much as I wanted to stay in bed and bury my face
The dim light of the bar gave everything a grainy hue. Music still echoed faintly from the cheap speakers, but my mind was fixed on one thing—the woman who had just stepped off the stage.She wasn’t like the others. There was something deeply strange about her outfit—layers of mismatched clothing t
Dominic’s PovThe doors of the private terminal at City A Airport slid open with a hiss as I stepped into the humid air, the city’s noise and scent rushing at me all at once. I hated this place. Too loud. Too crowded. Too human.Still, I drew attention—of course I did.Women turned. Whispers flew.
Zarah’s POVThe chandelier sparkled like diamonds overhead as I dipped my spoon into a bowl of golden pear compote. The velvet curtains swayed lightly with the breeze, the scent of fresh orchids wafting from every corner of the grand estate. I was draped in a silk robe worth more than my old apar
Five years later...“Mama! He poured juice on my shirt!”“No, I didn’t! She spilled it herself!”“Why do I only have one shoe?!”The walls of our cramped three-bedroom apartment shook with noise. Eight kids, raced around the kitchen like a tornado made of chubby limbs, flying cereal, and relentles







