Chelsea's standpoint Angela hurried to the door to get it, she ordered pizza and was excited to get her first pizza order. Autumn was on the floor in an incomprehensible shape. She had her body twisted into an incognizable form. I was still shocked she still knew how to twist, I thought she quit after she graduated from high school and left the cheerleading biz. She had always been very good at gymnastics and dancing but I hadn't seen her dance since she left high school. I know she didn't dance all these years because dancing and gymnastics was a very touchy subject for her, not after what happened before she graduated. "I can't believe you still remember how to do all of this," I finally voiced out my thoughts. "I always did yoga, so I guess there's a twist or two left in me. I'm a little rusty though," "So, why are you on the floor and doing it all of a sudden? I thought you swore never to dance or twist again?" "I did, but right now I'm in super panic mode and this is usually
Anderson's standpoint "I was sixteen, I was tired of watching her cry every night, tired of hearing him yell and hit her, sick of his mistresses, sick of hearing her wails as he raped her, I was sick of everything and wanted to leave. So I told her, I kept trying but she wouldn't listen. So when I turned seventeen, I came up with the idea to make her choose. I thought she would choose me but she chose him, she told me to leave and not bother her." I uttered hoarsely. "And you did?" I nodded. "There was no need to stay back, I was going to college anyway. So I stole my father's money and went off to college, got a part-time job, and saved it up for when the money I stole would finish. I never returned and moved on with my life. I met Aaron in college, Aaron is a friend. He is an orphan and has no family just like me. After college, we were still together, somehow found ourselves as roommates to Paul, Jaxon, and some other nasty guys before Mordecai came," "Along the way, I started w
Chelsea's standpoint I groaned from the loud music, Autumn was at it again. Anytime she was going through anything, she rocked down the building with hard metal rock songs. I thought she had grown out of the habit since she hadn't bothered playing any music the previous day, guess I was wrong. I huffily threw the covers off me, dragged myself to the side of the bed, and wore my slippers. I stomped to the kitchen to snap at her. This wasn't like the time she would sleep over at my place back in Philadelphia, this wasn't like her own house, we were living in a block of flats and everyone else didn't need to be woken up by such noise. "Autumn! Autumn!" I shouted over the loud music. I walked into the living room to see her rocking with her guitar, standing on my delicate glass table as she struck each key violently. "Autumn!!!" She didn't hear me, she was lost in what she was playing. I walked to the socket and flicked the switch off. She snapped out of it at the sudden silence. She t
Chelsea's standpoint "Like what you see?" I averted my eyes to the direction of the voice. Anderson was leaning on the front side of his desk with arms folded and a playful smile playing on his lips. The light from the ceiling reflected in his eyes, making his eyes sparkle. I bit my lower lip as I remembered those pink lips of his kissed mine. "Good morning, Mr. Kenley," I rolled my eyes around to suppress the wicked blush, "just admiring the place. My brother—" "Will die for it, I know." He continued to look at me with amusement. "What?" "Nothing, just amused," "What's with the security code and the double-sided elevator?" "Oh, it's a private elevator system Mordecai installed for us. Each one of us has it, our offices are designed in a similar pattern, us copying from him," "Does Mordecai do everything for you guys?" "He's the wealthiest and he loves freaking out over our safety like some paranoid older brother," he shrugged. I realized I was just standing there with his box
Sinead's standpoint "You better fix this horrible spot on my face before I break you in half! This better not show because I need to look my best for my fianceé!" I shouted at the makeup artist. It was finally time for the long-awaited birthday gala of Mordecai, that rich hunk. I can never get over the regret of choosing Landon over him, I should have been with him. The shock when he was revealed as the new CEO of G-Steel was still in me. I couldn't go back, he hated me already. For years, the regret had eaten me up. Finally, hope smiled on me when his grandfather came to my parents and asked them if I could be his fianceé and marry him before the end of a month. We gladly accepted, I boldly accepted because I knew he wouldn't be able to reject me. Sure his grandfather said that they made a deal, if he could present his fianceé today, then he wouldn't marry me. But if he can't, he's stuck with me. I know Mordecai, he was like a monk and hadn't gotten over me. He loved me to madness
Sinead's standpoint How the hell did they know each other? I made sure Mordecai never set his eyes on her when we were dating. I knew even then that if he had met her, he would have fallen for her charming personality and her so-called kindness. Keeping them away from each other was the hardest but best thing I ever did in my entire life, so how does he know her? Or maybe I'm reading the situation wrong. Yes, definitely. Glenda went on her knees between his legs and took his left hand. I always wondered what kind of gift she had. She could detect what was wrong with someone's health just by checking their pulse. It didn't work all the time, but most times it did. It wasn't just her, I remember well that her father and his brother could do the same, only that her father, having studied medicine, was better. Father said it was a Newton kind of gift, just like her hypnotizing eyes and soothing aura. It was hereditary from mother to daughter. It was ridiculous but real and Glenda perfec
Autumn's standpoint I removed the surgical gloves with a heavy sigh, that was one of my most stressful surgeries. I don't know how the hell a pin got involved in the surgery, but it certainly caused a huge problem for Carter. Hopefully, he will regain consciousness. I threw the gloves on the tray and pulled the surgical mask off too. "Clean him up, and this time, no mistakes." "Yes, doctor." I nodded and walked out while pulling off my surgical gown. I walked out of the theater to the waiting room. Jake and Jasmine stood up immediately, their mother was asleep. "The surgery was successful, but his waking up is not up to me. He'll be under oxygen support until he can regain consciousness. I don't know when he will wake up, but at least it is two weeks." "What if it goes past two weeks?" Jasmine asked fearfully. "We still hope that he wakes up. I will stay with him for a week, then have my team move him over to Washington where I can keep a close eye on him." "Does it mean we will
Landon's standpoint "Mr. Timberlake, you have a visitor, a certain Miss Sinead West," my secretary announced through the intercom. I furrowed my brows, I hadn't seen Sinead since I ditched her. "Should I let her in?" "Yes," I leaned back on my chair and stroked my chin. Why would Sinead visit me after so many years? It was strange and again, worth being curious about. I owed her nothing, even if she helped me get what I wanted. Staying with her or any other woman was dangerous, all they want is money and power. Sinead is manipulative, but when it came to me, I did the manipulating. The door opened and she sashayed in, dressed like the cheap slut she was and obviously still is. What made me choose her then was because I knew Mordecai would easily fall for her, she was his type, exactly his type. Sinead had an innocent-looking face, one that would never make you suspect her. She had a personality he also liked and that made her perfect. Too bad his taste had changed and his trust wal