NICOLE’S FLASHBACK
I can never understand how one is capable of feeling two completely different emotions at once—I am angry and I am relieved. I do not know how it works, but I am both equally. I am fuming angry for those who cause this and I am beyond relieved that Navier and Sage came back safely.
Before I realized it, I was already out of bullet magazines to use. My gun’s muzzle is already smoking from all the bullets I fired just to calm down myself. My obsessive compulsiveness and my anger issues are mixing is all the worst ways possible that I am a
SAGE’S POVI must be losing my mind—or maybe I am dreaming. Either of the two, I just know that this is too good to be true. This is too impossible and yet… even if how much I try to convince myself that this is not real, this is my reality. Our reality. This is really happening like a dream come true. Nicole granted me to do what I have been dying to do.I could easily give in into temptation, easily give in into what this temptress wants to happen. I could effortlessly lose control and yet here I am, trying my best to make this right.
SOPHIA’S POVI was often told by Miss Minchin, our lovely university librarian, that I am a hopeless romantic for all the romance novels that I have read. I would always agree to her because I know to myself that I am indeed what they would call a hopeless romantic.I do believe in all the happiness ever after. I do believe in real and true love and pictures myself that I will have it for my own. I do believe that there will come a time that I will meet my soulmate.
NAVIER’S POVI do not know what exactly happened but there is definitely going on between my older sister Nicole and my best friend Sage. They have been taking turns at all things as if deliberately avoiding each other now. May it be here in the mansion or at the office. In fact, Sage even rarely comes here for the past week and he only reports through calls.What is even more surprising is that somehow, in some miraculous ways, they both arranged their schedules so they would not have to be together as in literally anywhere. It is getting annoyingly shitty having th
SOPHIA’S POVNavier cooked for me… Navier really, really, really cooked for me…I almost cried in so much happiness and appreciation that Navier did all these for me. I know that this is just a simple gesture and that this is not out of the ordinary—and that anyone can literally do this—but this is Navier! Navier really did his best in the kitchen just to bring me this homemade lunch. No one has ever done this for me before.
SOPHIA’S POVWhenever I would read novels—any novels with the element of romantic love—there is no secret that I would also experience what they call second lead syndrome where you will like the second lead guy more than the main lead guy. This happens most of the time especially when the main lead guy is just too toxic and shit, even if it is just in the first part of the story. But what is even more fascinating with us most readers is the way we would hate the lead guy for being toxic and shitty, yet we would deliberately fall for someone who is more naturally toxic and shittier, hence, being what makes him the bad guy.
NAVIER’S POVI am evil for having this plan, but I will not apologize for it.Not understanding myself for suddenly being too attracted to Sophia right now; and by attracted, I really mean that I just want to kiss her as many times I please and have on top of me for the remaining hours of the night. I should really clean my mind right now because I have been thinking about her this way since we got here, and now we just finished having dinner. Sophia is back in the kitchen preparing our coffee and as soon as comes back, I know that I will execute my evil plan—I
CHAPTER 55: END OF BOOK 1 SOPHIA’S POV Last night was one of the best sleeps I had and I know that it had something to do with Navier. Yes, Navier slept beside me because I insisted that it was too late for him to drive back home. He could easily call his driver to fetch him and I know he can perfectly do just that, but I am really glad that he did not. He stayed in and wore one of the largest shirts that I had so he could change. I remembered that we slept in the position where he was pillowed on my chest and as he hugged me as if making sure I would not leave, but I woke up in the opposite position because I was the one who was in his position and he was in mine. Leaving his side as I make sure that he would not wake up brings me back the memories that I had as our first moment together. The moment he got drunk at the club where I was working and that I had to stay by his side to somehow ta
PROLOGUE: WHO HE REALLY IS ♤ ♤ ♤ ♤ ♤ ♤ ♤ ♤ ♤ ♤ SOPHIA’S POINT OF VIEW Young Master Navier. Clan head. Sy Mafia. I have never thought in my life that I would face such words. Words that I am not able to grasp so easily, even if they seem like it. I know that I wanted this and saying that I am having a hard time sinking all of these at once is simply my fault. There is no one else to blame but myself. Do I regret not waiting for Navier to take the initiative with this? A huge part of me is, but that huge part is easily silenced by my need to k