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Julian’s POVI woke up from my well-deserved rest, stretching my limbs deliciously on the bed. It was nighttime, I deduced, savoring the cool evening breeze on my skin.I looked around for my phone, scrolling my call log for any calls or messages from Karyna, but I didn't see any to my disappointment. “She didn't miss me?” I frowned slightly before my stomach rumbled, making a gurgling sound. I patted it and stood up, slipping my phone into the pocket of my sweatpants.I strolled to Henri’s room, to ask if he could whip us both something to eat. I had some ramen in mind.I knew it was very easy to make, and I could prepare it by myself, but why should I make my stale ramen when I could taste Henri’s legendary cuisine?I knocked on his door heavily just to frustrate him, but I didn't hear his expected groan, which made me suspicious. When I pushed in, the subtle grin on my face disappeared. But it appeared again. Maybe he was already in the kitchen, preparing dinner already? With t
Karyna’s POVAfter breakfast with Julian, I left Henri’s car again and drove to the location Sebastian sent to me, rushing past the highway at breakneck speed. It was quite reckless of me, but I couldn't afford to take things slowly, not when every passing minute meant Henri remained trapped in that cell.I finally got to the lawyer’s house, and I was quite impressed by the mansion. It wasn’t gated, but it had a huge driveway, with nice hedges of flowers at each side, leading to the cream-colored building itself. There was a small garage on the right, closed off, but there was a black Hummer sitting outside of it.It looked homely and inviting, to say the least.As I got down from the car, I saw a tall, handsome man walking out, wearing gray sweatpants and a baggy milk-colored sweater shirt, and Crocs.“You're Henri's fiancee, right? I’m Sebastian,” he greeted me as soon as I got to him. “Yes, I am. My name is Karyna,” I introduced myself, accepting his outstretched hand. Sebastia
Julian’s POVThe laptop pinged as I typed on it, prompting me to pause and look at the message notification. I groaned in frustration as my eyes skimmed over the mail that was meant for Henri.It was from NYU. They have been sending repeated messages, demanding an explanation for his behavior, before they decided to take action against him. It annoyed me to no end.Even his colleagues sent mail and messages as well, some of them curious, some of them accusing, and a few of them from his horny female colleagues, trying to use this opportunity to get into his pants.Didn't they understand that he was locked up? He couldn't possibly receive these freaking messages. But then again, this whole thing was too messy.I knew I was the one who advised Henri to keep trying to repair his relationship with Karyna, but I didn't expect that he would sneak out of the house, beat some stubborn kid up, and land in a cell, for fucks sake!I was having a headache thinking about it all over again.I’ve
Henri’s POVI sat on the cold bench, pressing myself against the corner of the wall. My companion was on the opposite side, fast asleep. I glanced at him, grimacing at his dirty skin, and filthy clothes, appreciating that we weren’t both extroverted.But who was I to judge right now? I was equally in a bad position as he was. I’ve barely been able to sleep. I knew I looked like shit right now.I was kept in this confinement, an alternative to a real cell, that only has two long benches to sleep and sit on, and a toilet at the far left of the room.What wouldn't I give to be back home and asleep in my warm cozy bed…But, I probably deserve this. No, I deserved it all. My karma started from the moment I rejected Karyna harshly like that, and I’ve been suffering ever since. I shouldn’t be complaining. This punishment was mine to bear.I didn't even know what snapped in my brain that night, but before I knew it, my fist met that asshole’s nose, and I grabbed Karyna without a second tho
Karyna’s POVDeep in thought, I contemplated Henri's question, feeling a wave of melancholy engulf me. This situation forced me to confront harsh realities and undergo profound personal growth.I’ve come to realize that with the way everything was happening, I wasn’t safe. I was always caught in the crossfire one way or another. Whether it was Julian, me, or Henri, there was always this neverending uneasiness.Even if I wanted to be with either one of them, or both, it would have been impossible without multiple complications arising at once. And that had been driving me completely crazy.I only wanted a normal, healthy relationship with them, but a lot of things weren't working out in our favor. It was too…chaotic for my mental health. I forced a smile on my face, looking ahead at the road. “No, I’m tired. I want to go back to my apartment,” I let them out honestly.“There’s no problem,” Henri assured me immediately and my lips quirked up slightly.I noticed Julian threw a glance a
Julian’s POV“Here,” Henri approached me with my phone just as I was placing the pizza into the oven.“Thanks, leave it on the counter. I need to wash my hands,” I said, noticing the dough and flour caked on them. After a quick rinse under the sink, I grabbed the phone and slipped it into my pocket. “I've been thinking,” I mused aloud, catching Henri's attention as he sat on one of the stools by the counter.“Yeah?” he hummed, looking up at me.“I wish to turn Karyna, you know? Make her one of us.” I confessed to my twin brother, watching as his body tensed up. “I know you’re going to refuse, but I want her to be a werewolf like us. That way, we won't have to hide our true identities from her, and we can introduce the supernatural realm appropriately to her. Her ignorance would make her vulnerable to our enemies.” I explained with good points until I noticed his quirk brow. “Yes, these are excuses,” I admitted.“The real reason I want to turn her into a werewolf is because I want t
Karyna’s POV I woke up the next morning, feeling tired and overall drained. I didn’t want to get up if I was being honest. But I had to. “Ugh,” I groaned, forcing my body out of bed. I sluggishly walked to the bathroom, where I managed to bathe and brush my teeth. Then I wrapped a Hello Kitty Pink towel around myself and walked out, trying to plan my day. I had only a class today, in the afternoon, but I didn’t feel like going at all. Slipping into a pair of dark blue jeans and a simple cream sweatshirt that has a graphic of Naruto pasted on the front, I paired the outfit with my Adidas samba and I was satisfied with my look. I grabbed my Hermés Birkin bag, and then began to count the rest of the cash I had left. It was enough for today, but it was going to dwindle at the end of the day. As Adam had promised, he gave me money in exchange for the gold. I spent a hefty amount of what I exchanged on the unfortunate housewarming party I threw a few days back. Thankfully, it was
Henri’s POV I sat behind my desk, tapping my feet against the carpeted floor restlessly. I felt so irritable and confused. Why wouldn’t I be? Karyna has dominated my thoughts, her absence a gaping hole I couldn't ignore. It wasn't merely guilt weighing on me now; it was an insatiable longing to see her, to feel her presence beside me once more. But she remained elusive, a ghost haunting the edges of my consciousness. No one has heard from her for the last fourteen days. Not even her best friend, Sophia. She hasn't been able to contact her either. Apparently, they were supposed to meet up the day she disappeared. I went to her apartment a handful of times, in hopes of seeing her, but she wasn't there. She just vanished. Like smoke. Even the men Julian hired to look after her said that they hadn't seen her since she went out, two weeks ago. That made me think deeply. Was it because I asked her to wear the butt plug? Did she not want anything to do with me to the point