Third Person Point of View A loan? What loan is that? And their home… on the line?“What loan is he talking about?” Riley demanded, her gaze alternating between her parents, who stood with their heads bowed. They didn’t even raise their eyes to meet hers.The man in front of them chuckled coldly. “They weren’t ashamed to take loans, but now that their daughter knows about it, they’re so ashamed.”Riley felt like she wanted to punch him in the face.“Two and a half years back, they borrowed money to pay your college fees. When they still had this loan to pay, they mortgaged this house a year and a half ago to borrow even more money. Now everything has accumulated, and even if we sell the house, it won’t recover our loss.” The man spat angrily.“Since your father was a sincere man, I trusted him and personally asked our boss to give him the second loan too. But now, he’s damned betrayed me!”Riley could understand this man. His anger wasn’t purely about financial loss; there was someth
Third Person Point of View Leo's body wriggled against the restraints, sweat pouring over his bare skin, making it glisten under the dim light. The heavy metal cuffs bit into his wrists, leaving raw red marks. He was chained like a wild beast without reason or consciousness.And that was precisely why he had chosen it. Because right now, he was no different from a wild beast.His rut had come.He had known it was approaching, which was why he chose this villa far from civilisation. He had ordered the staff to vacate their residences, ensuring no one would hear his howls of agony. No one would witness his torment. It was just him and Theron, his wolf.This rut was worse than any he remembered.Because this time he had nothing. No medicine. Nobody to soothe him. No DARK to numb his senses.Only the suffocating silence of the villa.He remembered the promises. To Riley, he had sworn he would never touch DARK again, never take any medicine to ease this. To himself, he had vowed he would
Third Person Point of View Laura forced a smile. The girl, Riley, had impressed the panel with her confidence, and her backstory had moved them deeply. They had been ready to offer her the job, despite her lack of experience. They believed she could learn quickly and overcome her shortcomings.But then Laura had received the call from the CEO, halting Riley's hire. And afterwards, the man in the black suit had appeared. He instructed her on everything she should say and everything she should not. He had rehearsed the questions he thought Riley might ask, drilling them into Laura over and over until her replies were flawless. By the time the call was arranged, Laura had become an ideal messenger.Now that it was over, she let out a long breath of relief.From what she saw on Riley's résumé, and from the way the girl spoke during her interview, Riley came from a modest background. She couldn't even afford her college tuition. Yes, she was incredibly beautiful, and yes, she seemed intel
Third Person Point of ViewEash's fingers traced those words for what must have been the hundredth time. He knew every line of this letter by heart; he didn't need to see them to recall them. Still, his chest tightened, his breath caught as his gaze lingered on the familiar words.For now, my safety depends on silence.His fingers paused over the sentence. Do you really think that if we found you, it would threaten your safety, Riley? The question burned in his mind, unanswered, because there was no one left to ask.Eash and Ezra had long believed that if Riley were alive somewhere, she would eventually try to contact either Kimberley or Aunt Jay. So they had tapped both women's mobile phones, their home telephones, and even the phones of their close relatives. But they also knew Riley was clever. She would expect that. So they tried to anticipate every possible way she might reach out. Intercepting mail was one of those.And after a year of tireless searching, their efforts had final
Third Person Point of View The smell of coffee filled the small house. Elsa moved around the kitchen, humming softly as she poured the steaming drink into her best porcelain cups. Her hands trembled, not from age, but from excitement.To Elsa, Eash wasn’t just a wealthy, dominant Alpha. He was a man burdened with heartbreak, someone who had lost his mate and had searched the world ever since, unable to find her. And above all, the mate he lost was named Riley, the same as her daughter. From what he said, she even resembled her.When Elsa first heard of Eash and Ezra’s tragedy, she felt she could relate. Her own daughter had been in a coma for so long, and the fear of not knowing if Riley would ever wake up, or if she’d lose her forever, was agony. Elsa knew the pain of almost losing someone you loved.So in Elsa’s heart, Eash and Ezra were two young men who deserved comfort.She had no idea about the pain they had inflicted on their mate, the way they betrayed her. If Elsa knew, she
Third Person Point of View "So… what are you doing here?" After a few moments of silence, Riley finally asked."We're in the process of moving our head office here. I came to manage some things," Eash replied.Riley didn't ask further and turned to look out of the car window. If they moved their head office to this city, Eash and Ezra would spend most of their time here. That meant running into them was inevitable. Just thinking about it gave her a headache."So, where did you go?" Eash asked."I just went to meet a friend," Riley answered shortly. She didn't want to discuss her current situation with him."A friend? Do you actually remember this friend?""I don't have to remember. She remembers me, just like my parents and Leo." Riley replied coldly.Eash smiled. "Of course they do. How could anyone forget someone like you?""Is there any progress in finding your mate?" Riley asked after a while."Not yet…" Eash sighed. "But we haven't given up.""My mom likes you and your brother a