Tom’s POV
I went back into my office after I made sure that my doll was okay. I opened the laptop sitting on my wooden desk and unlocked the camera for Kiara's room. I looked at her angel face imagining what I could do to her. She was mine, there was nowhere she could hide, I owned her. I loved the idea of her being my toy and prey.I went downstairs to the kitchen. I saw Valentina sitting on the chair, crying. I went to the section with drinks and got one whiskey, then poured it into a cup, watching Valentina curiously.''Is everything alright?'' I asked grabbing an apple from the fruit bow in the middle of the table.She tried to wipe the smudged mascara from her face ''Yeah, I'm fine.''''May I ask what happened?'' I sat on the chair in front of her.She rolled her eyes ''Just a stupid argument with Vince.'' she wiped one tear, falling from her face ''He probably has told you that I have a problem.'' she continued.''No, he hasn't told me anything.'' I said.''Oh, well I can't get pregnant.'' she sobbed ''I've taken a thousand tests and they are all negative.''If I had a heart, I would have said that this felt like an arrow to the heart. I didn't know why Vincent hadn't told me about this problem, not that I knew what to do but still, I'm his brother. I'm his biggest supporter in life.''Did you go to see a doctor?'' I asked.''Yes, not only one and they all said that there is a minimum chance for me to get pregnant.''I stood up to get some tissues and a glass of water for Valentina.''And what does that have to do with the argument?'' I put the things on the table and sat back on the chair.''It's because I feel guilty about it and every time I try to talk to Vincent about it, he gets very mad.'' she got one tissue and pad under her eyes ''And I don't understand him, because every time he gets angry, I start to feel even more guilty.''''Okay, I'm not a doctor or a good therapist but I'll do my best to talk to Vincent, I promise.''''I'm sorry for dawning you into this mess, I'm sure you have a lot to worry about - work, enemies, even Kiara.''Kiara.''Speaking of her, I'm sorry, but I'll need you to excuse me I have to check on her because I don't know how she is after that cup of whiskey, she drank earlier.'' I got up and grabbed my drink. ''Also, this is not your fault, don't blame yourself for something you can't control. Everything will be fine, I promise. Good night, Val.''''Good night Tom. Thank you, I needed to hear that.'' she smiled.''Of course.'' I smiled back and left.I returned to my office and went directly to my laptop to see Kiara, who was sleeping like a baby, which made me feel relieved. I didn't know what was it about her but I was always trying to make sure she was okay, I didn't know why. Her safety was my number one job.Suddenly, I got a call from one of my guys, Liam, whom I trusted the most.''Boss, we found his old friend, who gave us the location from his old apartment. He said that there is a hidden diary, where he wrote about every day of his life. We'll try our best to find it and send it to you, as soon, as possible.'' he said.''Where is that guy now?'' I asked.''He is locked in one of our basements.''''Okay, did you do anything with him?'''''No, we haven't done anything, sir.''''Good. Listen, Liam, I want you to keep him alive, but don't let him go. We might need him.'' I ordered.I put the phone on the desk and looked at my sleeping doll again. I did that a lot. I stayed in that position for hours admiring her beautiful, natural features. That was my second favourite thing, the first one was to be with her. Her brown messy hair all over her face, her sleeping positions, her little snores, her sleep talking, God she was so cute. She was my favourite creation on the planet, even though I didn't show it to her a lot. She hated me and I'm not gonna lie, I loved seeing her mad, I loved the thought of controlling her emotions. I loved controlling her. She was mine and I was ready to say that as many times as needed for her to understand it.As much as I didn't want to remove my eyes from Kiara, I had to do the work that I told her about. I took a big gulp of my drink and got down to business. I had two or three more conversations with the rest of my people because Finn wasn't the only person I was interested in. I took a few data folders of some of my enemies and looked through them to see if I could find any useful information about them but to no avail. I called Liam again and told him to tell the other people to start looking for information on them, but for him to continue hunting Finn because he was the only one I trusted for the job.After a few hours I was finally done. I closed the laptop and turned the light off. Then, I went into Kiara's room to take a look at her for the last night and slightly kissed her on the forehead. I did that every night after finishing my work.I carefully closed the door after myself to not wake her up. After that, I returned to my bedroom. As soon as I entered, the warm glow of my bedside lamp greeted me. I walked towards it, switched it off, and the room was plunged into darkness. Then, I headed to the bathroom for a refreshing shower. The warm water washed away the tiredness and stress of the day. Once I finished, I wrapped myself up in a fluffy towel and went back to my bedroom. I slipped into my sheets and soon, I drifted off into a deep and restful sleep.Kiara’s POV I woke up in the middle of the night with a weight in my chest I couldn’t explain. Like something was pressing down on me from the inside, like my body had been screaming at me in my sleep. My breath came in short, sharp bursts. I blinked into the dark room, trying to find something familiar—anything grounding.But the darkness didn’t soothe. It only deepened the feeling that someone was watching.I didn’t even check the time. I didn’t care. My bare feet hit the floor, cold against the tiles, and I pushed myself toward the bathroom as if sleep were something I’d never find again.I flipped the light on and stared at my reflection. My face looked pale, hollow even. The kind of tired that sleep doesn’t fix. My eyes were darker, the circles underneath them bruised by too many nights like this.I turned the faucet on and let the cold water run over my hands before splashin
Tom's POV As soon as Kiara stormed off to her room, the door slamming shut behind her like a damn punctuation mark, I didn’t follow. I didn’t call out, didn’t flinch. Let her run. Let her slam every door in the house if that made her feel like she still had some control.The silence she left behind wasn’t new. It was familiar. Expected. Heavy, sure—but not unbearable. Not for me.I turned and walked toward my office, shutting the door behind me with a quiet finality. In here, things made sense. No unpredictable emotions, no sharp-tongued accusations. Just facts. Strategy. Power. The walls were lined with my weapons, my files, and the truth no one else could handle. In this space, I wasn’t a man fighting with a girl I couldn’t stay away from—I was what I was meant to be: in control.I dropped into my chair, already pulling out my phone before I hit the leather. My fingers moved on instinct, dialing before the thought even formed completely. Finn. I needed updates. Something was off, a
Kiara's POV I stepped into the house, the cool silence of the kitchen wrapping around me like a thick blanket. The glass of water I poured seemed to do little to ease the tightness in my chest, the unease gnawing at the edges of my thoughts. Why would Tom let his people do such a thing? The question circled in my mind, unanswered, as his actions played out repeatedly in my head. What was he trying to prove? He wanted me to be one of them—one of those soldiers, obedient and silent, trapped in his web of control. But I wasn’t one of them, and he knew that. His efforts to break me only pushed me farther away, showing me the kind of person he truly was—a man to be feared, not trusted. I couldn’t understand what he thought he could win, but I could feel the weight of his power pressing down on me, reminding me that in his world, submission was the only choice.I turned to put the cup of water back in the sink, but the moment I moved, I saw him—Tom—standing just inches away from me. His pr
Tom's POVAs soon as the clock struck two hours after I dropped Kiara off at her old apartment, a rush of urgency surged through me. I climbed into my car, the engine roaring to life, and pressed the accelerator, desperate to reach her. The thought of her wandering out there without me consumed my mind, igniting a wild mix of anger and anxiety within me. Although I had dispatched my bodyguards to keep an eye on her, I couldn’t shake the feeling of mistrust. I had learned the hard way that relying on others often led to disappointment. Life felt like an endless nightmare, indifferent to our struggles, relentlessly pushing and tearing us down. Yet amidst this chaos, I understood one crucial truth: I held the reins of my own destiny. It was within my power to tip the scales for better or worse. In the grand tapestry of existence, we’re faced with choices at every turn, and how we navigate those choices is entirely up to us. The weight of that realization settled on me - I was my saviour
Kiara's POVPhone rings''Yes?'' I said, putting on my red lipstick.''Hey, Ki. I've almost finished work, are you ready?"''Yes, I-'' Fuck, she doesn't know about this. ''I have to... I spilled coffee on my shirt, I have to pick a new one, I'll call you later.'' I couldn't tell her I no longer lived in this apartment on the phone. I hung up and grabbed my Birkin.As I made my way downstairs, I caught sight of Tom standing there, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart race. His eyes sparkled with admiration, and I could sense a flicker of desire simmering beneath the surface. A warm rush of satisfaction washed over me; I had anticipated this reaction all along, which was precisely why I had chosen to dress in such an alluring way. The fabric hugged my curves, and with each step, I could feel the weight of his attention, a silent affirmation of my effect on him. I loved that.As I approached him, his look started to change into a more serious face. "You are not going
Kiara's POVWhen I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was reach for my phone, and my thoughts were already on the day ahead. Without wasting a moment, I texted Lana, asking her when were and where we planning to meet, eager to finalize my plans.Within minutes, Lana replied, suggesting we meet at 3 p.m. in front of my apartment- well, my old apartment, to be exact. She said that she had some plans for the evening, so she wanted to see me earlier. Once we were together, she said, we could figure out where to go from there. It felt strange, knowing I'd be waiting in front of a place that used to be mine until Tom came into my life, but I pushed the thought aside and focused on our upcoming plans.I made my way to Tom's office, ready to update him on the schedule. As I reached his door I paused for a moment before knocking. After a few seconds, the door swung open, revealing Tom standing there, dressed casually yet still polished enough for a work setting. His eyes met mine, and