ARLAN'S POV:โGreatโ I roll my eyes, โJust what I don't needโ "Mr. Arlan Reef.'' She counts out my name, moving close."So, it's Saraya Newman, isn't it? Don't even answer that, it's a stupid question now." I let out a sigh, releasing the tension off my chest. I took a sip of the wine in my hand, it now tasted unpleasant - like acid, compared to the good taste it had almost an hour ago."Are you mad I wasn't completely honest? When we met, my family was yet to officially introduce me. Fuck it, I hadn't even met them yet. Hilton is my mother's last name that I have been using until I met my father, so technically I didn't lie" She kept her voice low. "And also,โ she adds, โ about the other night-""Little Miss." I cut her short, glaring at her in disbelief. How could she even be talking about that night with me now. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was still too stunned to utter another word. The memories of our different encounters came alive in my head. My hand had touch
SARAYA'S POV:As Arlan's words, "Someone has seen us," pierced the air, my reverie shattered, and reality slapped me back into awareness. The flutter in my chest, the thrill of our secret moment, instantly disappeared, replaced by a chilling dread. My face twisted with worry, my mind racing with the dreadful possibilities.What if it was my dad, my stepmom, or worse still, Isla? Getting in trouble was the least of my concerns now, but dragging Arlan into the mess was never part of the plan.I swiftly smoothed my dress, my fingers tremble slightly. I hope he doesn't notice. "I'll see you inside," I whispered.Our eyes locked for a fleeting moment, and I saw the mirrored concern etched on Arlan's face.With a deep breath, I watched as Arlan vanished into the sea of guests, his broad shoulders slice through the crowd. I gave him a few minutes' head start before following, my heels clicking on the marble floor.As I entered back into the party, the paparazzi mobbed towards me, holding out
SARAYA'S POV:The room felt heavier with each second that passed. Evanโs eyes blazed with an intensity that made my stomach churn. He wasnโt just angry; he was hurt.I stood slowly, keeping my hands by my sides, palms open in a gesture of calm. My mind raced with different thoughts for a way to fix this, to make him doubt what he thought he saw.โEvan,โ I began softly, my voice as steady as I could make it. โYou must have misunderstood. It wasnโt me you saw.โHis body stiffened, and his lips trembled as though the words he wanted to say were trapped behind a barrier. He balled his fists tightly, and when he finally spoke, his voice cracked, raw and strained.โN-notโฆ m-m-mistake,โ he stammered, each word clawing its way out of his throat. โS-sawโฆ you!โ His finger shot toward me, shaking with anger. โAtโฆ w-w-window!โMy breath caught. I could feel the blood drain from my face, but I forced myself to stay calm.โEvan,โ I said gently, taking a cautious step forward. โI know youโre upset,
ISLAโS POV:The hallway was quiet save for the soft creak of the wooden floor beneath my feet. I was heading to the kitchen for a cup of tea to calm my nerves, when I heard Sarayaโs voice coming from Evanโs room.It wasnโt her usual tone. "What could be the problem?" My instincts kicked in as I slowly approved the slightly ajar door.โEvan, please,โ Saraya was saying, her voice low but pleading. โYou have to believe me.โMy brows furrowed. "What is the problem between these two?"โD-donโtโฆ t-touch me!โ Evanโs voice came next, shaky but loud, and full of anger. The boy rarely raised his voice. Whatever had happened must have deeply upset him. I could stay back and watched.I pushed the door open without knocking.Both of them froze. Evan stood stiffly by his bed, his face red and tear-streaked, while Saraya stood a few steps away, her hands raised as though trying to calm him down.The sight was enough to make my chest tighten.โSomeone want to tell me whatโs going on here?โ I asked, m
ARLANโS POVThe boardroom buzzed with subdued voices as one of the directors droned on about quarterly projections. I leaned back in my chair, arms crossed, trying to focus on the conversation, but my thoughts were elsewhereโon her.Saraya.I had been doing my best to put distance between us after the close call last week. It had been reckless, far too close for comfort. Evanโs shadow at the window was a stark reminder of how easily everything could come crashing down. Yet, no matter how hard I tried, her face, her touch, her laughโthey haunted me.A quiet buzz from my phone on the table snapped me out of my thoughts.I glanced down at the screen, the name lighting up like a beacon.Saraya.My chest raced, I hesitated, letting the screen go dark again. She shouldnโt be texting me, not now.The vibration came again. Another message. And then another.I clenched my jaw and turned the phone face down, ignoring the insistent buzzing as I forced my attention back to the meeting.โArlan, do
SARAYAโS POVThe line went dead, and I stared at the phone in my hand, my chest heaving as the silence engulfed me. My anger was still burning, but now, it was mixed with something elseโsomething sharp and raw that made my throat ache.I couldnโt believe it. I couldnโt believe he was avoiding me.I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw my phone across the room, but I didnโt. Instead, I just held it, staring at the screen where his name still lingered."Why am I so unlucky when it comes to the matters of the heart?" I asked soliloquizing.Here I was, feeling like I was begging for something that wasnโt there. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. Was this really how he felt about me? How easily he could pull away, just when I needed him most? Was I just another thing he couldnโt deal with?I paced the room, clutching the phone in my hand. Iโd never been the kind of person to play games, but thatโs what it felt like he was doing. Careful, he called it. But was that really it? Or
ARLANโS POV:The clock ticked quietly yet loud enough for me to hear but sleep refused to come. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, replaying Sarayaโs voice in my head.Her words cut deeper than I wanted to admit. "Evan called me a whore."The pain in her voice had been unmistakable, and it clung to me like a phantom, haunting me as I closed my eyes.My chest tightened as the memory of her tone, so raw and vulnerable, played over and over. It was as if the weight of her hurt had settled in my bones. I turned over, hoping to will the thoughts away, but they refused to leave.Frustration clawed at me. I couldnโt just lie here, stewing in guilt and helplessness.Without a second thought, I threw off the covers and got out of bed. My movements were quick, almost frantic, as I shed my pajamas and slipped into a pair of jeans and a black hoodie. The cool fabric felt grounding against my restless skin. I needed air. I needed... to clear my buzzing head.The city was quiet as I drove aimless
ISLAโS POV"Something isn't right, I can feel it." I told myself while pacing round my room."Saraya may be my grandmother but she also has her mother's blood; cunning, challenging and subtle." I told myself as tiny voice in my head told me I was being hard on her.Sarayaโs behavior had been gnawing at me for days, but tonight had confirmed my suspicions. Catching her sneaking out like a thief in the night was the final thread unraveling the picture she was trying so desperately to hide.I couldnโt ignore the signs any longer. My instincts told me Saraya was up to something, and I wasnโt about to let her drag this familyโs name into the mud like her mother almost did.Evan had been on edge too. Unlike her, the boy wasnโt subtle. At dinner, his downcast eyes and half-hearted answers had painted a clear picture. I needed answers, and I knew just where to get them.I made my way to Evanโs room, knocking softly before pushing the door open. The poor boy was sitting up in bed, his small fr
DOMINIC'S POVI settled into my seat, buckling the belt as the plane began boarding. People shuffled past, stowing their bags, murmuring to each other, but I wasnโt really paying attention.All I could think about was Saraya.More specifically, the way she looked when she told me what Iโd done.'You tried to kiss me.' Her words echoed in my head.I rubbed a hand down my face. "Damn it."I didnโt even remember doing it, but the second she said it, I could feel it. Like my body had stored the memory my brain refused to hold onto.I could picture it too easily. Her lips inches from mine. That brief moment of hesitation. The way her breath mightโve hitched and the disgust on her face enough to have avoided my kiss.I shook my head. "Stop." I cautioned myself.I exhaled, staring at the seat in front of me. It didnโt happen. It didnโt matter how it wouldโve felt. It didnโt matter what might have happened if I hadnโt been drunk out of my mind.I leaned my head back, closing my eyes for a seco
SARAYA'S POV.I pulled up to the hotel just as Dominic stepped out of the lobby, rolling his suitcase behind him. He looked awfully pale, tired, and was moving slower than usual.He barely glanced at me before turning to the receptionist. โYeah, thatโs the card. Just email me the receipt.โThe woman behind the desk nodded. โSafe travels, Mr. Leo.โDominic muttered a thanks, grabbed his receipt and walked over to my car. He tossed his bag into the backseat and shut it with more force than necessary.โMorning,โ I said, watching him closely.โMorning,โ he replied, rubbing his temples.I raised an eyebrow. โYou okay?โโFine. Justโโ He let out a heavy breath. โProbably had one too many drinks last night.โThat explained the way he looked like he wanted to curl up and throw up. I didnโt say anything, just got in the car and pulled out of the parking lot.A few minutes later, I turned into a pharmacy lot.Dominic frowned. โWhat are we doing here?โI didnโt answer, I hopped out, went inside,
DOMINIC'S POVI was standing outside, adjusting the cuff of my vintage shirt when Saraya pulled up and parked. She stepped out of the car, looking effortlessly beautiful in her black short gown and I couldnโt help but smile.โI should be the one picking you up,โ I said as she approached me.She grinned. โRemember, itโs my treat.โI shook my head. โStill, that doesnโt mean you have to drive.โโWell, I did.โ She shrugged.We both laughed, and I pulled her into a hug. She smelled nice but I didnโt let myself linger too long so she doesn't get uncomfortable. When we pulled apart, I took a step back and gave her an approving look.I chuckled and held out my hand. โKeys.โShe raised a brow. โExcuse me?โโYouโve been at work all day. Let me drive.โShe hesitated for a second before dropping the keys into my palm. โFine. But only because Iโm too tired to argue.โI took the keys from Saraya and got into the driverโs seat while she settled beside me.โIโll take what I can get,โ I said, opening t
IAN'S POV.I turned to face her, my jaw tightening. โGrandmother, you have no idea...โShe held up a hand, silencing me. โI heard enough, Ian.โMary let out shaky whimpers but not without giving a quick mockery smile on seeing my grandmother's burst in and her reaction towards me.Somehow I felt like I had fell for her trick again with my impatience. Mary was a master manipulator, and my grandmother had walked in just in time to save her.I clenched my fists as I turned to face my grandmother. My pulse was pounding, I could barely contain my anger."Grandma, you don't understand," I said, forcing myself to stay calm.She looked at me sternly. "Oh, I understand plenty, Ian. I see exactly what's happening here. Even after talking to you, you still made your way down here to accuse. I overheard your conversation, despite her genuine plead for you to stop, you keep coming hard at her."Mary sniffled, wiping at her already tear-streaked face. "Mother, I don't know why he is doing this to
ISLAโS POVAs soon as Mary left, I reached for my phone and called Ian. โCome to my room now.โHe didnโt ask why. Within minutes, he was standing in front of me, looking as confident as ever.I kept my hands folded behind my back, studying him carefully. โWhat do you think youโre doing, Ian?โHis expression remained neutral. โI donโt understand what you mean, Grandmother.โI narrowed my eyes. โDonโt play games with me. What is this about bugging Maryโs phone and threatening her in the middle of the night?โHe let out a short laugh. โIs that all she told you?โ He asked.I took a step closer. โYou're not even denying it? I guess it's true then.โIan shrugged. โI did what I had to do. Maryโs been scheming behind everyoneโs back. Sheโs manipulating things to her advantage. I just evened the playing field.โI exhaled sharply, shaking my head. โLet's assume you're right, do you think blackmail is the way to do that?โ I asked. "What happens to coming to me?" I added."You've weakened grandma
MARY'S POVI didn't sleep a wink the entire night, I kept on thinking of what I could do to gain leverage over Ian.The alarm rang on my bedside interrupting my thoughts. I angrily pressed the off button. "Shut the fuck up!" I yelled at the bed clock.Taking a deep breath, I got up from bed and walked to the mirror and studied my reflection. I ruffled my hair, letting it fall messily around my face, then rubbed my pale eyes until they looked swollen. My nightgown was already slightly wrinkled, which worked in my favor. "This looks perfect." I said, taking in my disheveled look.Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I stepped out of my room and walked down the long hallway to Islaโs room. My footsteps were slow, hesitant, like a woman in labour.I needed to get in character and I was doing a great job. When I reached her door, I didnโt bother knocking. I turned the handle and pushed it open, letting the door slam against the wall.Isla jolted awake, her eyes wide with shock as she
SARAYA'S POV.I turned to my side when I noticed a figure hovering over me. I stirred and open my eyes and couldn't make sense of who it was so I screamed."Easy, it's me." Gabby held me."You scared me" I said breathing heavily. "What's going on?""You were sleeping longer than expected, it's already 10a.m in the morning so I came to check on you." She explained."What? 10a.m?"Gabby stood up and drew off the curtains and opened the window. "You believe me now?"I quickly grabbed my phone, there I saw Dominic has replied my message and he had also called severally.I sat up quickly, my heart racing as I unlocked my phone. I read his message and he had also sent another message about an hour ago.Dominic: Hey, how are you doing? I called a few times. Call me back when you see this.Guilt settled in my stomach. I had been so lost in sleep that I hadnโt heard my phone ring. I tapped on his contact and called him back, my fingers trembling slightly.Gabby sat on the edge of my bed, watch
MARY'S POV."That little rat, I wish I could just yank his neck off his body this instant. How dare he spy on me?" I asked breathing heavily at the realization that I was about to drag down.Arlan aside, if Isla gets to find out about this, she will never look at me the same way again."I've built my reputation to be a submissive wife, respectful daughter in law and dutiful mother and all of that is about to come crashing down because of that idiot! I can't stand that let that happen." I told myself.I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I paced the room. "I have to do something very fast." I kept reminding myself as several thoughts ran through my mind but none of my ideas were good enough for the situation I had found myself.Ian thought he had me cornered, thought he had the upper hand? "That fool had no idea who he is dealing with, I will show him that I'm not to be disrespected.""But you have until tomorrow morning, what can you do before then?" A tiny voice ask
IAN'S POV."Awesome," I clapped my hands. "So Mary intends using Dominic to spy on Saraya. Guess I'm not the only one who is worked up about Saraya's existence." I said to myself."I've known she didn't care for Saraya like she claims to but I don't know Saraya made her so insecure she would go all the way.""Let's shake her up a little with this." I said staring at my phone before replaying the voice note."Isn't it too early to confront her? What if it goes down south?" A voice said in my head. "While it's still early, time is not on my side. With the way the company's shares have been plummeting since I took over, it's just a matter of time before those punch of greedy people start discussing my impeachment.""I'm in no position to consider the timing, even if it's just a straw, I have to grap it tightly with both hands and figure out a way to survive."I stood up and headed to her room with a victorious smile. "Let's see how she would react."I knocked twice on the door, taking a