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2025-08-06 14:48:07Alexander’s Point of View
I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. She was sitting beside me, clutching those big-ass roses like they were made of gold, and smiling like I’d just handed her the moon. Her black crop top and ripped jeans had me questioning if I’d survive this night. She looked… dangerous. Not in the way I was used to. But in the kind that made you want to give up everything just to keep her smiling. “Pick a song,” I said as we drove past the city lights. “Anything.” She blinked at me, surprised. “You sure?” I nodded. “Anything you like.” She grabbed the aux, brows furrowed in concentration as she scrolled through her playlist. Then a soft giggle escaped her lips, and she tapped a song. “Better” by Khalid started playing. I didn’t expect her to start singing softly with the first line, but she did. Her voice was low, careful, but beautiful. Real. “Love to see you shine in the night like the diamond you are…” I didn’t even pretend not to know the words. I just joined in. Slowly. Casually. Like I wasn’t dying inside from how good it felt to hear her voice mixing with mine. “We don’t got to hide, this is what you like, I admit…” We both laughed as we sang the next line together. “We say we’re just friends, but when nobody’s around…” She looked at me then. Really looked at me. Her cheeks were red, even in the dark. She bit her lip and looked out the window like she hadn’t just wrecked me completely. I pulled into the overlook. The city stretched out below us in a million tiny lights. She turned to me, her smile still soft, still a little nervous. “I’ve never had a boyfriend before,” she whispered like it was a secret. “I’ve never wanted to be one before,” I admitted, just as quiet. She blinked, stunned. I scratched my neck. “I don’t know how to say this right. I’m not good with feelings. Or soft shit. But I want you to know I’m trying.” She looked at me, eyes wide and watery. “I want to spoil you,” I went on, voice low. “Take you out. Buy you stupid stuff you don’t need. Make you laugh every damn day. I want to hear you sing more. You got a voice that does shit to me, Missy.” Her lips parted. I swear, she looked like she was about to cry. “I’m not perfect,” I added, “but I’ll try every day to be good for you.” She reached across the console, her hand brushing mine. “You’re already doing great,” she whispered, voice shaking. I brought her hand to my lips and kissed the back of it gently. Her eyes never left mine. The music was still playing, soft and warm in the background. We didn’t need words for a while after that. The moment spoke enough for both of us.
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Nico’s Point of ViewI stayed away on purpose.It wasn’t some random errand or emergency I just couldn’t be in that house today. Not with him back.Alexander.The name felt like smoke in my mouth, like something that refused to leave even after I tried to bury it.I knew he’d come back eventually. I just didn’t think it would rattle me this much. I didn’t think seeing him again would feel like someone reopening a wound I’d stitched up with lies and silence.And now?Now he’s back in the same house. Breathing the same air. Looking at Missy with those unreadable eyes like he knows something like he’s already said goodbye to secrets and is just waiting to set the whole truth on fire.I couldn't let that happen.Not yet.Not when everything was finally starting to feel right between Missy and me.I sat in the car, parked a few blocks from the street, engine off, staring blankly at the steering wheel like it had all the answers I didn’t.What if she already knows?No. Alexander wouldn't
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Missy’s Point of ViewThe morning sunlight streamed gently through the blinds, casting soft golden lines across the floor. For a moment, I just stood there at the door, my fist frozen mid-air as if unsure whether to knock again or walk away.But I didn’t want to walk away.I had already knocked once. Twice, actually. My knuckles hovered near the wooden frame again.God, what am I even doing?I bit my lower lip and finally knocked a third time. Softer this time. Almost hesitant.I knew Nico wasn’t around he’d left early that morning, saying something vague about being busy and needing to “take care of a few things.” He hadn’t told me what exactly, and I hadn’t pressed. Part of me didn’t want to seem clingy. The other part? Maybe it was too distracted by the fact that Alexander was here. Back. Under the same roof again.Mark had gone out with his friends, and the rest of the house was unusually quiet.It felt weird how normal things looked while everything inside me felt so uncertai
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Missy’s Point of ViewI thought my eyes were playing tricks on me.For a second, I stood there frozen in the hallway, unsure if I was dreaming or if the past had just walked straight back into my life.“Alexander?” I whispered.When he turned to face me, it felt like time did that thing where everything around me blurred out, and it was just him standing there, looking taller, broader, and more intense.I didn’t even think twice. My feet moved before my brain caught up.And the next thing I knew, I was in his arms.God, I missed him.I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath until I was against his chest. His arms felt stiff at first, like he wasn’t sure what to do.but slowly, they wrapped around me, warm and familiar.“I thought you weren’t coming back,” I mumbled, my voice muffled against his shirt. I couldn’t stop giggling, and I didn’t care how childish I sounded. “You just disappeared on us.”“I missed you,” I admitted.When I pulled back, his eyes scanned my face like he wa
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Alexander’s Point of ViewThe plane touched down with a jolt, and for a second, I wondered if the universe was giving me a sign. I hadn’t been back in months not since I left to get Nico and Missy out of my damn head. And yet, here I was, back where everything began, carrying a storm behind my calm expression.I tugged the black hoodie further over my head and walked through the terminal like I didn’t belong to anyone. No crew, no mansion, no memories. Just me. And the truth I now held like a ticking bomb.Nico shot Missy's brother.And that smug bastard never told a soul.He just carried on like he wasn’t dragging guilt behind every step. Like he deserved her."Sir, your ride’s outside," the driver said.I slid into the black SUV waiting for me, head low, heart loud.My plan was simple blend in.Observe. Wait. And when the time was right, burn everything down with the truth.I wasn’t going to yell it. I wasn’t going to make a scene.I was going to wait until Nico got comfortable. Unt
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Alexander’s Point of View"Come on, dude," Theo said, his voice echoing across the open hallway as we stepped into the family estate.The scent of cigars, leather, and old money hit me in the face the usual stench of this place.I rolled my eyes but followed him in, hoodie low over my face as if that could hide the months of frustration, anger, and heartbreak boiling under my skin."Slow fucker," Theo added with a loud laugh, punching my arm like we were kids again. I didn’t even react.He didn’t get it.No one did.It’s been four months since I disappeared.Four months since I left the crew.Since I left her.I thought space would help me forget. I thought maybe if I distracted myself enough with late-night fights, reckless gym hours, new ink carved into my skin, and silver burning through new piercings that maybe the ache in my chest would ease.But it didn’t.Missy.She was supposed to be mine.Not Nico’s.She smiled at him differently like he was the only light in a dark tunnel.
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Missy’s Point of ViewIt’s been four months. Four months of waking up to the warm hands of Nico brushing my hair away, of late night talks about nothing and everything, and kisses that made my toes curl.Our love wasn’t loud, but it burned slow and deep. He always made me laugh, even when I didn’t feel like it.He held me when I had nightmares, whispered "I got you" like a promise each night before bed.Everyone noticed the glow on my faceSienna wouldn’t stop teasing, and een Mark, my brother, had stopped trying to act all.overprotective once he realized how Nico treated me like glass wrapped in armor.Everything felt perfectExcept for one thing.Alexander.He left. One morning, without warning, without a goodbye.We searched everyone did. Sienna called every possible number, Marco pulled up his connections, and even Nico, despite everything, looked worried. But nothing.It was like he vanished.And I hated that it hurt me."What's in that small head of yours, sugar?" Nico’s voic
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