LOGINFort's POV The door finally closed, but with a quiet click. Everything around me felt too quiet for my liking. But one funny thing; my head was loud, too loud for the loud it's carrying. The more I tried to push that scene aside, the more it appeared before me. I couldn't unsee it, because I saw everything. Dimitri and Laila were kissing intensely, and passionately, the best I have seen Laila at.They were no more arguing like before, no trading of insults, and definitely, none of them tried tearing each other down like before. Everything felt real, like they had been hiding this for so long. It was like everything they were doing, all the barter, was their way of trying to hide whatever they had going on. I dragged my hands forcefully down my face, as I exhaled slowly, doing everything possible to shake it off. I wanted it not to matter, but it refused to go. Dimitri is an adult, and could do whatever the hell he deemed fit with Laila. They were both liabilities, but in their own
Dimitri's POV She stood there, staring at me and saying nothing. For the first time since I met Laila, she didn't know what to say. She was speechless. Laila that never lacked words to say could not utter a single thing. "It wasn't just about Lina as I made everyone believe," she admitted sincerely. "It was all about...not truly knowing where I stood at that time.""With Fort, right?" I asked.She nodded once, but it wasn't convincing to me. I knew there was more to that. "And what about now that you came back?" She parted her lips to talk, then closed it right back without saying anything. "I still haven't figured it out." I knew it. She was supposed to be all over Fort, but she chose to be following me around like I'm holding her kidney. It was very raw, honest, and ugly at the same time. "You came back because you wanted to fix that with him, right?' I asked, just to be sure. "I came back, this time to take what belongs to me," she said, a d it was beginning to get clearer
Dimitri's POV "You're obviously lying, but won't admit it.""I'm not lying.""Say it again before me." I said,cas I was already moving slowly toward, watching and waiting for the moment she would slip. But you know what, Laila didn't even flinch. "If I finally decides to say it as many as ten times, is it then that it will enter that thick skull of yours?"she snapped, with her arms folded, her chest heaving up and down. "Or you will prefer it written in blood?" I robbed my jaw, feeling the tension she was creating. "Try me and see first "She exhaled sharply, then started pacing around for some seconds, before she finally turned to face me, and I could see the fire in her eyes. It was reckless, very dramatic, and completely unhinged, the kind that only leaves people underestimating her. "Fine," she said. "It seems you want to hear the truth so badly?""I always do, and you're aware of that."She curved her lips into a sly smile. "My partner....the very one we all know that I le
Fort's POV I could tell when something is off. I started noticing it little by little, but paid blind eyes to it. It wasn't loud, not obvious for anyone in the house to quickly pick on. But somehow, I saw it. Dimitri isn't the kind that lingers on a particular time, as he considers it a waste of his time. He doesn't have time to waste on unnecessary conversations, didn't spare time to entertain distractions. My eyes has been following him for some time now. From where he was standing almost leaning on the wall, his arms crossed, posture interesting, but his attention was only fixed on Laila. She was the one talking, of course, she has always talked. She stood like something animated, now irritated by what she was describing to him. I couldn't hear anything they were saying, by with the expression on her face, I could easily relate. And to my shock, Dimitri if all people was listening to her. He did not dismiss her, neither did he shit her down. He was so engrossed listening, that
Laila's POV "Everything changed the moment you left," he tried correcting. But I was having it. He seemed to have alot to say, but chose to keep quiet. I preferred it when he talked, than when he's this calm, and not saying much. "No." I tried challenging him, but my voice lacked conviction even in my own ears. "It didn't."Dimitri watched me, not for seconds, but minutes, a very long time without saying anything."You truly want him back?" He asked, his voice too calm for the Dimitri that I know. It was as if he was finally given up on something. But I still answered him, because I was ready to know where all of this would lead to. "Yes."We stayed silent again, and I was getting worked up with everything. "Why?" I almost laughed, but I held myself. "Why?" I repeated. "Obviously, because he's mine alone.""That's not an answer. I need your reasons.""It's the only one you need to work with."I stared at me, analysing me like one trying to peel off diets off a fruit. Well, I didn
Laila's POV "... horny bee," I heard her call me. How can she be that that mean? I couldn't stand here and take insults any longer, so I made my way to the hallway. It was blurry at first, I wasn't even concentrating on where I was going at first. That tiny girl. The way she stood very close to Fort. The way he even indulged her. The way both of them were vulnerable with each other. That wasn't ordinary. The more I remembered what I saw, the more furious I got. No.No. No. No.This isn't happening before me. Not after everything I sacrificed to be here. I tried pushing the thought away, but it could still be felt from the way I walked, striking the floor mercilessly. Dimitri.That guy. Of course, he's the cause of all this. I blame him, for being careless, and not keeping to his side of the bargain. He was supposed to keep this in line, running smoothly so that I won't be stressed out, but he did absolutely nothing. What else is his job as Fort's first hand man, if not to keep hi
Elon’s POVThe dress clung to my body like a second skin—deep burgundy, smooth silk that caught the light with every slight movement. It dipped low at the back, exposing just enough skin to be distracting without being obvious.The front was w
Elon’s POVI couldn’t stop thinking about the way Fort acted. It had been hours since the fight, since the gun had been pressed against my skull and everything in my life had balanced on the edge of someone else’s trigger finger.And whe
Fort’s POVThe mansion had returned to its regular silence.Except the distant movement of guards clearing debris, the faint scrape of furniture being dragged back into place, quiet voices exchanging orders in the corridors.But the chaos was
Elon’s POVThe metal pressed harder against my skull, cold and unforgiving.The barrel of the gun felt like ice sinking into my skin, and every second it stayed there made my heartbeat pound louder in my ears.For the first time







