Kiara's POV
When I woke up Valentina was still asleep. I didn't want to wake her up, so I tried to get up as quietly as I could. I went to brush my teeth and take a shower with my hair because it was very dirty from last night.After I was ready, I went back into the room. Val was still asleep. I put some clothes on and went downstairs to pour myself some water. I got some food for Valentina and ran up the stairs back to my room. Now my new friend was awake."Morning, Ki." She said, massaging her disheveled hair."Good morning, Val. I got you some food, thought you would be hungry." I sat down on my bed next to her, making an upside-down smile. "Thank you for not letting me run. I'm not happy here, but it was a very stupid idea, because you were right - there is no escape from here."She shook her head. "I know. But we are getting in trouble. I mean you are."I rolled my eyes and we heard a knock on the door. Ms. Betty came in."Sorry to bother you, Ms.Davis. Tom wants you in his office, now." She smiled and left.Valentina looked at me and pushed me out of the bed. "Come on! He doesn't like to wait. Go!"I stood up and left the room. I began walking, wondering what was the worst that could happen.I got into the dark office and he faced me with a mad gaze. I looked on the floor."You said you wanted to talk to me."He stooped up from his seat and put his big hands on the desk. "What were you and Valentina doing last night?" He walked away from the table and began walking towards me. "Did you think that you could escape from here?" His voice got higher and higher with every word he said. "The only thing I wanted from you was to stay here, Kiara. That's it!" He came even closer and now I could feel his mint breath."What did you expect Tom? Are you surprised?" I looked into his eyes. "You kidnapped me! How the fuck did you think that I was gonna stay here, doing nothing, but listen to what you say?"He looked away "I respect you, Kiara! And I expect to get the same thing from the other side. It's hard to get along with someone who doesn't listen. There is no place in the world, where you can hide from me! Nowhere!""Why are you acting like it's a big deal? I'm still here. Fine, I tried to escape from here, because I am surrounded by people that I don't know! I don't belong here, Tom! Every time I look at you, I see nothing, I feel nothing! How did you expect me to react when you told me that we are getting married and I don't have a choice?" I yelled."Don't raise your voice at me! Remember who you're talking to and where you are." He started walking forward, but there was no space between us, so I started walking backward. "You are mine!" He yelled. "You belong to me! I own you! You are in my house, my office, with my rules and I say what you do and you fucking do it!" My back hit the wall. "You will marry me. Like it or not, you will! Stop persisting and thinking that somehow you will get away, you won't!" He raised his hand.I closed my eyes and turned my head away."Please don't hit me!" I said and put my hands on his chest."What?" He put his hand down. "I won't hit you. Why did you think I would something like that?""I- I just" I looked at his eyes. I saw disappointment, but not in me. It was in himself.As I walked away, I felt a knot in my stomach. I had just blurted out something that I shouldn't have. I lost my composure and I knew he must have noticed. Usually, he would have followed me to inquire about what was on my mind, but this time he didn't. I was grateful for the space and time to collect myself.When I reached my room, I noticed that Valentina was nowhere to be found. It was a relief, as I didn't want anyone to disturb me. I was still reeling from what I had said during our conversation. I knew that he would be curious about it and would want to know more. But I didn't want to tell him. No way! I regretted the words that had come out of my mouth.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