LOGIN***~~Dahlia~~***It dawns on me at this moment that I probably should've peeped before getting the door.I don't want to believe what I'm seeing. It was easier to think that she had forgotten all about me.She's much thinner, her collarbone jutting sharply beneath the thin fabric of her tank top. Her hair is black — except it looks like it's not been washed in weeks.. months. Who am I kidding? Probably years.My mother was looking horrible to say the least, worse than she's ever been in years.My eyes trails further. Her pupils is dilated and her arm covered in…needle mark?My chest tightens and I look up.“Mom?” I let out for lack of what to say, my eyes still there, on her arm.She catches my gaze and runs her hand over it, trying to cover up. “It’s really true, you're alive.” she said, her eyes welling up with tears. “I knew you wouldn't die on me,”My eyes hasn't moved from her. The last time I saw her was at Blake's and she looked more human.No cracks or whatever it is she's b
***~~Dahlia~~***My intention is clear, get good, efficient supplies for a start, at least it'd keep that bald headed contractor out of my business.Then, I'd slip the fake materials in.It's that simple.I've done my first supply and work has started.Soren looks happy…of course he does, it's his dream project. But it won't be for too long.Bsg will fall through, he'll lose his credibility while I sit and watch him crumble.I had just sent the last email to my assistant at Deloitte, closing that tab.It's been a hectic day shuffling between meetings and visiting the site.It was easy to avoid Soren at first because I'm always hoping on one call after another.Well…not until someone knocks at my door and walked in. Soren.I knew it was him even before I look up.Blame it on his cologne, and I hate myself for noticing.He smiles that smile that somehow makes my stomach churn. I roll my eyes.“I stopped by this new cafe on my way back. Here, it's strawberry juice, you use to like it,”
****~~Unknown~~****I'm halfway through signing a document in my home office when a knock comes in.Carla, my assistant walks in, offering a curt nod as she hands me the file. “The sleuth sent this,”I push the document I'm about to sign aside and flip that one open.When it's him. I just want to give it my all.Maybe it's the guilt eating at me, or I just wanted to do something right for him, even though it's discreet.A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips. “He chose the best one, that's — impressive,” I mutter, unable to stop grinning. “This site gives him a leverage, somehow, and I'm confident he'd scale through.”I've always known he's smart, that he'd survive no matter how tough life gets.I've got Eden who feeds me about it all. Bless him.I turn to Carla. “Please make sure you follow through, report directly and if he ever encounters any problem, let me know immediately.”Someone clears his throat behind her.I look straight ahead to see Aaron, my husband, leaning again
***~~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
***~~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
***~~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
***~~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







