INICIAR SESIÓNLyvanne's POV…I knew something was wrong the moment Rovan walked into my room.He didn't say anything at first.He simply closed the door behind him and stood there, his hands tucked into the pockets of his trousers.His expression was unusually serious.I immediately put down the book I had been reading as I stared at him with skeptical brows.“What's wrong?”He looked at me for a moment before walking toward the bed.“I have to leave tomorrow.” His response came in.My heart sank immediately when I heard them.What was he talking about?“Leave?” I muttered, unable to comprehend what he was talking about.“Yeah,” he nodded, taking his gaze away from me. “I will be away for two days.”I stared at him, my eyes widened in disbelief and my mouth agape like a fish out of water.“Why?” I found myself asking as I could already feel my eyes gradually becoming
Rovan's POV…Alexander grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back.The man rushed past us without stopping.All this happened while the guard who was with us was still inside the room he entered.I couldn't tell why it was taking him years to come out.Unfortunately, it was one of Alexander's security men.An untrained guard, if I must say.Suddenly, Damien and the two other guards who were with him immediately moved in.Then the other guard also stepped out.Within seconds, the corridor was secure, and silence returned.I looked at Alexander, and he looked back at me.Neither of us spoke for a moment.Then we continued down the corridor.For the first time since our agreement began, something had changed.Alexander wasn't helpless.He wasn't reckless.And when danger came, he didn't hesitate.Apparently, neither did I.We
Rovan's POV…Three days passed.Three days of searching.Three days of following every lead that came close to Lucas before disappearing again.But we still hadn't found him.That didn't mean we were getting nowhere.It meant someone was working very hard to make sure we didn't.I stood in the security room while Damien placed several photographs across the table.“These were taken outside three different warehouses,” he said.“What's the connection?” I asked as I studied them carefully.“Same supplier.” He placed another document in front of me after his response. “But the purchases weren't made directly.”“Shell companies?”Damien nodded.“Four of them.” He explained. “Different names, different addresses, but the same pattern.”I glanced at Alexander.He had been silent since he entered the room.Until his eyes landed on one of the compan
Lyvanne's POV…I stared at my phone in disbelief.Vivienne's number had been unreachable for hours.At first, I had assumed her battery was dead. Then I thought perhaps she was somewhere with poor reception. But as the hours passed, a strange uneasiness settled inside me.And now Rovan was telling me he wanted her to stay with me.Something was wrong.Rovan was supposed to be home by now after our call, but it was as if he was taking years to arrive here.Leaving with no choice, I dialed his number, placing the phone on my ear.“Rovan…” I tightened my grip around my phone. “You said you were coming back home to explain everything to me, but you're not back yet. Where is Vivienne?”Despite getting my question, which I was sure of, there was a brief silence from his end.While I was patiently anticipating his response, I heard the sound of a door opening.My brows furrowed as I turned towards the door.Before I could ask another question, Rovan's voice came through.“Open the door.” “W
Lyvanne's POV…I stared at my phone in disbelief.Vivienne's number had been unreachable for hours.At first, I had assumed her battery was dead. Then I thought perhaps she was somewhere with poor reception. But as the hours passed, a strange uneasiness settled inside me.And now Rovan was telling me he wanted her to stay with me.Something was wrong.Rovan was supposed to be home by now after our call, but it was as if he was taking years to arrive here.Leaving with no choice, I dialed his number, placing the phone on my ear.“Rovan…” I tightened my grip around my phone. “You said you were coming back home to explain everything to me, but you're not back yet. Where is Vivienne?”Despite getting my question, which I was sure of, there was a brief silence from his end.While I was patiently anticipating his response, I heard the sound of a door opening.My brows furrowed as I turned towards the door.Before I could ask another question, Rovan's voice came through.“Open the door.” “W
Alexander's POV…Rovan stood on the opposite side of my desk, one of his hands slid into his pocket as he spoke with Lyvanne, his expression unreadable.At first, his phone was on loudspeaker when Lyvanne picked up his call.Suddenly, he removed it from loudspeaker so that only he could hear what she was saying.If he doesn't want me to hear their conversation, why did he put it on loudspeaker before?In fact, why did he call her when he was still in my office?Couldn't he wait until he gets home so they can discuss whatever he planned to discuss with her?What was his aim and objectives?To make me jealous, huh?Nice! Well played.I had never liked him since I got to know about him. I hated him to the core.Perhaps it was because of the way he looked at Lyvanne all the time. The way he stood beside her, and the way she trusted him.Or perhaps because every time I saw them together, I was reminded of everything I had lost.But tonight wasn't about jealousy.It wasn't about me. It wa
“What did you do to her?!” Alex yelled at me as he went to a screaming Isabelle… that’s what I’d heard him call her. “Nothing.” I was at loss for words. I had not even touched her. She was the one who had made it seem like I pushed her. “Why are you lying?! I saw your hands on her!” He yelle
I got home, still crying. The tears were refusing to stop pouring, my heart would not stop bleeding. I felt pain. Too much pain and none was physical. Even the cabman who had driven me home had been worried about how hard I was sobbing. He’d asked questions but I didn’t answer any. Now I was ho
The clicks of a camera shutter followed me as soon as the door of my vehicle opened. Being a renowned figure was a big achievement for me. It reminded me of the sweaty days and troubled nights I’d sacrificed to ensure I got back on my feet…on my own.I’d spent two years in jail for a crime I neve
The doors of the cell opened. “You have a visitor.” The female officer announced to me. I didn’t say anything, just stood and followed her to the room where prisoners received guests. There was Alex waiting for me. I took the bench opposite him, the female officer gave us privacy to talk but w







