Sky’s P.O.V.
After leaving with the girl who had been eyeing me, we found a private room upstairs. It was supposed to be a fun night, but I couldn’t stop myself from worrying about leaving Zoe alone. Although Alex is with her, it’s not helping me. I don’t know why I’m feeling so restless. I hope Zoe is alright. As soon as I’m done with the girl, I make an excuse and head back to the club, concerned for Zoe. When I find her in the crowd, I stop. Fuck! She is in trouble again, as expected. I see a guy gripping Zoe’s arm; her face twisted in distress. A wave of anger rushes over me, and I clench my fists. I dash through the crowd towards him, glaring at him with fury. “Get your hands off her!” I yell, shoving the guy away from Zoe. He stumbles back, hitting the floor hard. Seeing my rage, he doesn’t dare to utter a word and disappears. Good for him. I turn towards Zoe, still angry. “Where the fuck is Alex, and why did you drink so much?” I snap, but as I notice her eyes—red and filled with tears—my anger melts into concern. Something is very wrong. She looks hurt emotionally. I place my hand on her face, wiping away her tears with my thumb. “Trouble, what happened to you?” My voice softens as I question her. “Why did you get drunk?” “Sky, take me home.” A sob escapes her mouth, wrenching my heart. “I’m not feeling good.” She holds my two fingers. Whenever she is upset, she does this. Not feeling good? Why? I want to know the reason, but right now, it’s important to make her feel better. “Hey, stop crying. I’m taking you home.” I support her as we walk out of the club, my mind racing. I wonder what happened to her suddenly? Why did Alex leave her alone? But I fucking don’t care about the reason. Alex wasn’t supposed to leave her alone when I gave him clear instructions to take care of her in my absence. I’ll talk to him later, but first I have to handle Zoe. As I help her into the passenger seat and secure her seatbelt, I notice her gazing straight ahead, her eyes filled with pain and a hint of sadness. My heart clenches, seeing her condition. She never shares her pain with anyone, always hiding it behind her smile. I’ve told her countless times to share her pain with me. It would make her feel better, but she always insists she’s okay. We drive back in silence, and I can see something is deeply hurting her. Suddenly, she speaks, her voice broken. “Sky, everyone leaves me.” I feel heaviness in my chest at her words and immediately pull the car over to the side of the road. I turn to her. Her moist eyes are now fixed on me, filled with deep fear. Zoe’s fear of losing people is completely justified. She has lost her entire family. Although she stays strong, I know that inside she’s fragile—a fact she rarely shows. Seeing her like this, so vulnerable, makes my heart ache. “Zoe, listen to me,” I say, taking her hands in mine. “I’m here for you, always. You mean so much to me.” “But everyone leaves me, Sky.” A sob escapes her mouth. “What if you leave too? What if something happens to you?” I shake my head, squeezing her hands gently. “Nothing is going to happen to me. I’m not going anywhere.” I reassure her, trying to ease her fear. “Pinky promise?” She asks, holding out her small finger. “Pinky promise.” I smile, linking my finger with hers. We drive the rest of the way in silence. When we arrive at her apartment, I help her inside and gently lay her down on her bed. As I turn to leave, she grabs my two fingers. “Sky, please don’t leave me alone. I’m afraid.” As I turn around, I find her staring at me with pleading eyes. I walk over to her and settle down on the bed beside her. “Zoe, I’m right here. I’ll stay until you fall asleep.” She gives me a faint smile. “Thank you, Sky.” She closes her eyes and continues to murmur, “Your presence in my life means a lot to me. Sometimes you annoy me, but it doesn’t matter. You…” She drifts off to sleep while blabbering, bringing a smile to my face. I watch her for a while, making sure she’s okay. Then I stand up to leave. “Goodnight, Trouble.” I lean in and press my lips to her forehead. I leave her apartment and head back to my penthouse. As I lie in bed, I think about Zoe and her pain. Literally, no one deserves what Zoe has gone through in her life. I vow to be there for her, no matter what. *** The next day at college, I meet Alex in the canteen. My anger flares up again as I think about what happened the night before. I storm up to him and grab his collar, my eyes blazing. “Why did you leave Zoe alone, Alex?” I demand, anger etched on every corner of my face. If I hadn’t reached in time last night, anything could have happened to Zoe. Alex looks surprised, but stays calm. “Easy, man! I had to leave because of an emergency.” “You could’ve informed me.” “Zoe is not a kid. She wanted to stay—” “And you let her, even after knowing that she attracts trouble.” I snap, my grip on his collar tightening. A few students are present in the cafeteria at this time, and all of their eyes are glued to us. But who cares? “She’s fine now, so just chill, Sky.” Chill? Really? “If I hadn’t come in time, that guy could have done anything to her.” I slightly push him away, releasing his collar. “You have no clue what her condition was last night.” My voice turns soft as I recall her tear-filled eyes, and I feel the worry all over again. I hate seeing pain in those particular brown eyes. It hurts me that even though I’m her best friend, she keeps her pain hidden from me as well. “Sky—” I cut him off. “Don’t justify yourself, Alex.” He shrugs his shoulders. “Whatever! But it’s not my fault,” he mutters before walking away and leaving me alone in the canteen. God, both my friends are so careless. I shouldn’t have left them alone. It’s my fault. Just then, Zoe steps into the canteen. I walk to the door, passing her without even glancing at her. I can’t bear her recklessness anymore. She always gets into trouble and never listens to me.Selena’s P.O.V. “I hope we haven’t missed something.” As we hear Zoe’s voice coming from the hallway, all eyes turn toward the door. Sky and Zoe step inside, looking slightly winded but as joyful as ever. In Sky’s arms is their two-year-old troublemaker, Zeke, wearing his mischievous smile. His eyes are already scanning the room like he’s plotting which object to throw first. That boy is adorable chaos. “No, you haven’t missed anything,” James says, standing. “But where were you two?” Before either can answer, Zeke catches sight of the Christmas tree. His eyes widen with glee and he immediately starts wriggling in Sky’s arms. “There!” he cries out. “Dada, tree! There!” “No, Zeke, you aren’t allowed to go there,” Sky denies firmly, trying to hold him still. Zeke whines louder, kicking his tiny feet. “No… Dada… there!” “Sky, let him go,” Zoe says with a little sigh. “Let him play with the others.” Sky raises an eyebrow. “Zoe, he’s going to destroy their decorated tree.” “It’s
James’s P.O.V.A Few Years LaterI open the door to our bedroom and step inside holding a bouquet of red roses. It’s Selena’s favourite. It’s been years since she became my world, and I’ve kept the promise I made to myself the day she told me she’d never been on a vacation. Since then, I’ve made sure to take her out every weekend, and once every few months, we explore a new city together. No matter how busy life gets, she comes first. Always.A grin spreads across my face the second I see the sight before me.Jason, our eldest child, is sitting on the carpet, carefully placing building blocks around his little sister, Jana, like he’s protecting her with a fortress. He’s only six, but he’s already so much like me—grey eyes, protective, observant, always looking out for the women in his life. He’s my mini version.And Jana… God, she’s perfect. Seven months old and already has me wrapped around her tiny finger. She’s a complete mini version of Selena—blue eyes and a beautiful smile. Ri
James’s P.O.V.I just can’t take my eyes off my gorgeous wife.Yes, my wife. Mrs. Luther. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that Selena is now mine in every sense of the word. Legally, emotionally, soulfully. God, I feel so blessed. She is so damn perfect.She’s glowing in her white dress under the golden lights of the reception. She laughs as she poses for pictures with Stella and Zoe. The way she throws her head back when she giggles… It’s mesmerising. I don’t think I’ll ever stop falling in love with her.The reception is set up in the garden outside, twinkling lights strung, candles flickering on every table, flowers blooming in every corner. It’s magic. It’s our day.And it’s perfect.I spot someone walking toward me from across the garden and smile.“Dominic!” I call out, pulling him into a hug.Dominic, my nephew—technically my brother’s son, but he’s always felt more like my own. He lived with me for years before I moved to New York, where I met the love of my life,
Selena’s P.O.V.I sit in front of the mirror, wearing a white wedding gown. The veil is pinned perfectly in my hair. The sparkle in my eyes doesn’t come from the makeup—it's from pure, overwhelming happiness.I’m getting married to the love of my life.James.Just thinking his name sends butterflies fluttering through my stomach.Two weeks ago, I walked across the graduation stage in my cap and gown, and today… I’m walking down the aisle in a wedding gown. From one dream to another.And I’ve never felt happier.Behind me, Stella and Zoe, my bridesmaids, suddenly burst into the room, giggling like they’ve just heard the juiciest gossip in the world. They both look gorgeous in their purple dresses. I’m sure their boyfriends can’t take their eyes off them today—though honestly, they never can. We’re all so lucky to have such loving men in our lives.“Well, look at our fashion queen,” Zoe says dramatically, hands on her hips. “Getting married before us. Didn’t see that coming.”Stella nod
Selena’s P.O.V. As soon as we enter our room on the yacht, James shuts the door and pins me against the wall, grabbing my waist before pressing his lips against mine.I jump on him and wrap my legs around him. We grind against each other, kissing hungrily, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. We both are so horny after that game. Sorry. Not only were we horny—everyone got turned on after that game, because all the tasks we gave each other were so wild. First, they gave me the lap dance dare, then we gave Sky the task to kiss Zoe’s neck, and oh God… he didn’t hold back. Zoe was blushing so hard. Her face matched her lipstick.Then came Stella and Alex’s turn. We dared Alex to whisper something dirty in Stella’s ear while looking her in the eye. The way she bit her lip and tugged his shirt right after? Yeah. Let’s just say they left the table before their turn even ended.Everyone were feeling hot, and the night just kept getting crazier from there.But right now, none of that m
James’s P.O.V. After spending quality time with our special ones, we all gather at the dining table for dinner. Stella tells that there would be no girls night stay for a week as Selena told me already that she could never stay angry with Alex. “Why don’t we play a game now?” Stella suggests after we almost finish our dinner.These kids are always ready to play games. But it’s because of this game that Selena entered my life. Maybe if I had met her first as my friend’s daughter, I would’ve never seen her that way. So, all thanks to this youngsters’ game, this beautiful woman became all mine.I wonder, keeping my eyes fixed on Selena. She sits beside me. I take her hand in mine and plant a soft kiss on her knuckles, causing her to smile.Everyone agrees to play, and Selena and I stare at each other, recalling our first kiss which brought us here.Sky asks, sitting across us with Zoe. “So what will the game?” “I have something in mind,” Stella says, sitting beside Selena with a misc