LOGIN(Delvin's POV)The constant ringing of my phone pulled me out of my sleep. I lazily opened my eyes, realizing I had briefly dozed off, with Aliana lying beside me, resting comfortably on my arm. The both of us were still naked under the blanket.A small smile appeared on my lips as the memories of the past hour replayed in my mind, reminding me of how we ended up like this.I hadn't expected Aliana to come. Her surprise visit had been the exact thing I needed after everything that had happened.Just seeing her again and knowing she was here with me had lifted the heaviness I had been carrying in my chest.I had missed her more than I wanted to admit.Aliana shifted beside me, snuggling deeper into my arms, her eyes still closed, her slow breathing warm against my chest.My smile widened. I leaned closer and kissed her forehead. The sweet scent of her shampoo filled my senses.The phone rang again, pulling my attention away.I let out a quiet sigh. I didn't need to check the screen b
(Delvin's POV) "Simon?" I whispered in disbelief. My hands trembled slightly as I leaned back in my chair. How? How was that possible? I wasn't surprised that Simon was capable of hurting me. He had never liked me from the beginning, and he had spent our childhood making my life difficult. What shocked me was that even after all these years, even after being sent away, he was still plotting against me. My chest tightened as I gripped my phone tightly, trying to keep my emotions under control. Without wasting another second, I slowly stood up from my chair. The man's eyes followed my movements, silently begging me to let him go now that he had told me everything. "Put him to sleep," I said quietly. His eyes widened immediately, panic spreading across his face. "No... please, sir..." He didn't even get the chance to finish. A heavy strike landed at the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious instantly. I turned around and walked out of the room. I wasn't going to relea
(Delvin's POV)The bodyguard immediately panicked when he saw the cold expression on my face, realizing that even he could be in trouble for failing to do his job properly."I'm sorry, sir... I..." His voice trembled as he tried to explain himself.But I had no time to listen to his explanation. Not when I still had many things waiting for me at the office."Cut off his finger," I ordered calmly, though my voice remained cold."Yes, sir," the bodyguard answered immediately.He turned and walked toward the tools without hesitation.The man's head shot up instantly.His eyes widened in horror, his face covered with sweat as one drop slowly ran down his temple."No... sir, please..." he begged, his voice filled with desperation.But I had no intention of going easy on him.I leaned forward slightly, looking directly into his terrified eyes."With every question you refuse to answer, one of your fingers will be taken," I said, pausing briefly as a cold smile appeared on my lips.His eyes
(Delvin's POV)The heavy door opened slowly, and I stepped into the room.The underground basement was quiet and dim, with my bodyguards standing at every corner, watching carefully.A man sat in the center of the room.Both of his hands were tied behind him, and his head hung slightly forward.His eyes were swollen, his face covered with bruises, and blood still ran from his nose and mouth.His clothes were torn, and several wounds covered his body from the beating he had received.He looked exhausted, like even breathing had become a difficult task for him.For a moment, I stared at him, barely recognizing him.This was the same man who had attacked me days ago in my bedroom. The same person who had tried to take my life.But despite seeing him in that condition, I felt no sympathy.Not even a little.He had brought this upon himself. The audacity to attack me, the audacity to even break into my home. He must have had a death wish to think that deal was worth accepting, no matter
(Caren's POV)I lay quietly on the makeshift bed Andrea had prepared, my arms wrapped around myself as I stared at the dark ceiling above me.Beside me, Andrea was lying in the same position, his eyes fixed on the ceiling too.Neither of us had said anything for a while. But my heart... it hadn't stopped racing even for a second.The silence around us only made my thoughts louder.Being this close to him again brought back all the memories I had been trying so hard to forget. The outreach, the little tent we had shared, the moments when I started seeing a side of him I never expected, all the kisses between us, and the love making that followed, leaving me spending every night afterwards craving his touch again.I closed my eyes tightly, trying to push those memories away.I didn't want to remember. I didn't want to feel anything for him again.“I didn't do it.” Andrea's quiet voice suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts.I stayed still. I didn't turn to look at him. I simply lay the
(Caren's POV)But when he opened his mouth to speak, tears were the only thing that came out.I blinked, completely stunned.Andrea was crying? The arrogant playboy Andrea? Could this actually be real?I didn't understand why, but seeing him like that hurt me more than I expected.I had just realized that no matter how much I claimed to hate him, I would never be happy seeing him broken.“You can hit me if that will make you feel better,” Andrea said sadly. “But please, just give me a chance to explain.”I frowned.Why was he still so desperate to explain himself?The truth was, I didn't want to hear it. I wouldn't allow myself to believe a single word that came out of his mouth again.Because of the lies I had foolishly believed before, I opened my heart to him, and in the end, I got hurt.I would be stupid to trust his words or actions again.“Save it, Andrea,” I said coldly. “I'm not interested.”I turned to leave, but he quickly stepped in front of me again, blocking my way.“I di







