Masuk***~~Jenaya~~***Snow glances at the corner of the room where the massive flower is still slumped on the couch and back to the designer dresses and bags with price tags that could fund a vacation.“This is — alot,”“And ridiculously expensive,” I added.She shifts her gaze to me.“Who sent it?”I give her a look. “I wouldn't be moping at them like a zombie if I knew,”I don't know anyone who would afford this but him.Knox.My mind tells me it's him.But it's a bit odd he didn't leave his name. He hasn't showed up in two days either.Not even his men.I didn't feel them trailing me.That night is still a bit foggy, but I heard him say he'd leave me alone.Did he…?Wait.Why am I getting worked up over this?I shouldn't.I can finally breathe actual air without the ghost of him.Snow turns to me. “You and I know it's him. Girl! This guy is rich rich. These are designers and that bouquet must've cost a fortune. If these were mine, it'll be all over my reels, with hashtags to kill—,”
***~~Soren~~***I couldn't breathe right.The second I opened the door, I stilled.Cameron is leaning so close to Lilah.She didn't even flinch, nothing. He just lets him.My stomach twist watching them. And somehow it felt like I couldn't breathe in enough air.Just then, Hunter's words echoed in my head, loud.It's not me you should be worried about but Cameron.Did I miss out on something while we were together?How didn't I see it?What's his intention now?To get to me?He wasn't even being subtle about trying to ragebait me.I could look past all of his shit but not when he brings it to Lilah.My eyes are on her and for some weird reason she rolls hers.“You shouldn't be barging into my office like that,”“I did knock but turns out you were busy…with my brother,” I gesture toward the door.Her chin rises a little.“How may I help you?” She cuts in, clearly skipping past it.“Lilah—,” A slip, she noticed and I could've sworn I saw her gulp hard. I gather my thoughts. “Here. It'
***~~Dahlia~~***A text pops up on my phone.I reach for it.I thought it'll be Logan, he's been texting me a lot, wanting to meet since we're both in Manhattan.But it's not him calling.It's Sienna.I roll my eyes.“Delilah, call Stefflon to order,” she seethes as soon as I swipe the green icon.I could sense panic in her tone. It's a stark contrast to who she really is.I don't think I've ever heard or seen Sienna shake before. She's full of tantrums.My lips curls. “And why should I do that?” I let out, leaning into my armchair at the large office space L&S provided me.I can hear her breathing hard. “He's threatening to cut ties. It'd escalate and it's bad for business. You know Dad worked hard for this project,”I roll my eyes. “Oh please. Don't bring Dominic into this. It won't work on me,” I scoff. “This is all on you. Can't take what you dish out?” I say with a bit of sarcasm.I hear her drag in a sharp breath, a clear sign it had struck her, hard.But I don't stop. “I've n
***~~Dahlia~~***My heart is beating faster than I can comprehend.I've trained myself to handle my emotions better but I guess I still suck at it.Things are escalating faster than I imagined.First, Liam wanted to be his friend. And now Soren wants to know who his father is.I’d admit I got a little scared back there, not in an actual sense but of what's to come.I can keep Liam to myself, fight them off. I'd win but what if Liam wants…. him?Just what if?I think it's best he doesn't know.And I actually do think it's time to get on this daddy issues.****I stare at the picture a little longer. Tall. Tanned skin. Easy on the eyes.Logan Kings.I swipe right, accepting the match.I had Jenaya scout for the best dating app and she found this one. I was skeptical at first. I had no interest in talking stages.This has got to be a sick attempt.But that's the only way to get Liam a dad.All the men in my life were either partners, colleague or business associates. It never exceeds t
***~~Soren~~***I take the glass and gulp to the last drop.That bastard, Hunter. He has the mind to show up here.My fist balled, lips pressing into thin line.Knox watches me.“I think you should go talk to him,”I blink up at him. “That won't be necessary,”“He’s a menace. He won't leave,”I hiss and stand, heading for the door. I step out and shut the door with more force than necessary.Outside, Hunter's back is to me, a cigarette in hand, the smoke coils around him.“If you wanna be an asshole, take it somewhere else, not Knox's.”He turns, his lips curling into that little smug smile he wears when he knows he's been an ass. “Hello to you too, Soren. And what better place to bring my shit to if not here?”I step closer, face tight, fist clenching. “You're crossing the damn line, Hunter,” I spit out.He throws his hand up. “I'm not here to fight.” He inches closer till we're just an inch apart. “As a matter of fact, I'm done fighting you. We need to talk,”I glare at him. “What
***~~Soren~~***Dahlia didn't stop, she takes her son's hand and pivoted toward the other end.But I can't seem to look away.That kid is Dahlia's.Is it odd to say he looks like me?I felt that back at the school, now it's even stronger.This is disturbing.My brain works overtime, restless and trying to connect the dots.It's been five years since the accident and that boy is a little over four, same age with June.Was Lilah pregnant at the time…?But we've been trying.What if—I shut my eyes, my thoughts a spiralling mess.“Daddy, let's go!” June tugs at my hand, pulling me out of my reverie.I force myself to breathe, to not lose it in front of my daughter.June needs me. I want to get this out of my mind, but even as I tell myself that, I knew it wouldn't work.I take her hand and muster a smile. “Alright. Let's go,” I say, but not without staring at the direction Dahlia went with her son.This is all fucked up. My head is a mess.I want to confront Dahlia– Delilah. But she pro
***~~Soren~~***I wasn't sure if I was still breathing right.My eyes are locked on the entrance.Everyone is staring, the room is quiet like it's holding its breath.Delilah is walking in, arm in arm with— Hunter.Every nerve in my body pulses.My throat is dry, the room suddenly feels so hot, l
***~~Dahlia~~***“De— Delilah,” the word breaks through his mouth, eyes wide.He looks terrified.The shock in his face is so loud it almost consumes the room.His eyes are on me, as if the ground has vanished beneath his feet.But I don't flinch.Let him stare.Let him wonder.I put my hand down
***~~Knox~~***I used to believe I had control over my choices.Over my impulses.Over the things I wanted.Until I met her.Beautiful, black wavy hair, a shape to die for and a face that belongs to a damn billboard.It was here, right at the center of my club.She had walked in, arm in arm with t
***~~Dahlia~~***“How do I look?” I turn to face Meghan with a prideful smile.She winks. “Exquisite,” she mused. “You look like you fell out of those fashion magazine,”I know.My designer outdid herself.And of course it's my big reveal. I can't do less.Not with L&S as my prime target.I smile







