Mag-log inMichelle's POVThe car stopped outside the hotel and I took one breath before the door opened.The reporters were already there.I don't know how they always knew, because I specifically told the owners of the hotel that I didn't want this collaboration to be announced, and I certainly didn't want anyone to know that I was coming there. So how the hell do these people know? It was either they had that sixth sense ability or there was a leak in the company. And we all know which it is. Either way the moment I stepped out the lights started going off, and the questions started coming before I had both feet on the ground.The guards moved fast, forming a line on either side of me. I adjusted my glasses, kept my chin level, and walked into the hotel. I was breaking. I have never heard this much attention in my entire life. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, but somehow the flashes were enough to make the sun jealous. I could feel my knees shaking, but I kept them still, and walk
Michelle's pov. Five months later. “Michelle,” my mother called, walking into the kitchen with the dishes. “That was a lovely meal.” “Thank you.” I smiled, taking them off her hands. “But that isn't all.” “What do you mean?” She frowned. “An apology,” I chuckled. “You said my food taste like ass.” “And I also said that your cooking isn't half as good as mine, which isn't.” She pulled my cheeks, teasing me. “Look at my little baby thinking she can cook better than her mother.” I hit her hands away. “I'll get you one day mother.” “And one day I might really place you above me.” She stroked my hair. “One day. Not today.” I forced a tight smile, watching her walk away like a queen who just put her place in the right place. Gosh, she was so dramatic. I quickly finished washing the dishes, arranged them in the dish rack, cleaned up and went to my room. Tomorrow was going to be the day I finally emerged into the world as Michelle Carter, so I had to look my best.I walked over to
Kieran's POV. I don't blame Michelle for leaving. She had so many reasons to leave. And besides, no one would want after finding out what I'm actually capable of. Except Mira. Honestly, I have been more amused by her loyalty. Even after she found out that I killed Adrian's grandmother, she still chose me. So I had her by my side. And soon Michelle. I couldn't contain my excitement to have Michelle back. Her news of her returned was the only good news or result I have gotten in days. After Damien came back to mansion and the company, things has changed. He didn't hesitate to rub it in my face, but he wasn't too stupid to overdo anything. Some of the workers quit immediately, because they couldn't keep up with Sarah's daily demands. She has been here for just four days, and at least half of the staffs have resigned. I knew it wouldn't be long for the rest to follow. I had to beg the chef to stay for a few days. He has been my chef longer than I could remember, which meant he knew
Michelle's POV It has been two days since I left the mansion, and I had not heard anything from that place. Except a reporter who publicly announced the news of Damien's return, but as the chairman of the Castellan group. And it has been two days of leaving in constant fear. I still couldn't believe that Lana, the one I thought loved Kieran so much that she tried to kill me, twice, was actually working for Damien. It just didn't make any sense. So she was never truly in love with Kieran, and just wanted to remove any threat to their plan. I wanted to tell Kieran about it, but I was too scared to pick up the damn phone. And I had to change my number because Damien wouldn't stop sending threats message, asking me to come back. He insisted that if I don't come back and become, and I quote, his mistress, he would make Kieran's life very unbearable. I would have ignored him believing that Kieran can handle any situation. But right now, that seemed impossible, given that his most tr
Michelle's pov. I couldn't believe what had just happened. How could Kieran do that? How could he kill Adrian's grandmother? And he still had the guts to be friends with him like he didn't just take something important to Adrian. I felt my heart breaking into thousands pieces. I still trust Kieran. I know he wouldn’t have done that without a reason. I know he was struggling to keep the monster inside him in check. I know there was another reason behind his actions. But the least Kieran could have done was feel guilty — even if only a little.But he didn't. Instead, he looked like a man who was proud of what he did, and would keep doing it. No, I expected better from Kieran. I tried to go after Adrian, but he walked so fast that I was sure he had left the mansion before I could get far. I went back to my room, shut the door, and lay on the bed. I was supposed to be packing my things, but instead I'm right here contemplating if what just happened was real or a cruel prank. Seri
Author's pov. Adrian fingers around Damien's collar tightly, anger rushing through his veins. “You lying scum,” he growled. Damien's lips curved into a wicked smile as his eyes moved to Kieran. “I'm pretty sure Kieran says otherwise.” “He's lying, Adrian,” Michelle added. “Do not listen to that prick.” Adrian pulled Damien closer, his hot breath on his face, voice dropping into a dangerous whisper. “You must have a lot of nerves coming in here to accuse Kieran like that. And using the worst way possible. You must have really gone nuts.” “C'mon Adrian, have you ever wondered why your father never found the killer till date.” He looked back at Kieran. “It wasn't just because he was good in covering his tracks. It was because he was always close.” Adrian's anger slowly dissolved into confusion. He glanced at Kieran. Then laughed. “Kieran would never dare to do such a thing.” “That's not the information that got to me.” Michelle slowly turned to Kieran. She stared him with a mixtu
MICHELLE’S POV. I went back to my room and shut the door quietly behind me, wondering what just happened. I wasn’t this mad when Damien cheated on me, so why do I feel this way?All I can say is she was lucky she walked out with only a busted nose—and that was just me holding back. I sat on the
Michelle's pov. The meeting ended, and Kieran was nowhere to be found. Fortunately, Mira stayed behind to see the guests off.After bidding farewell to Lana and Mira, I returned to my room. But curiosity got the better of me—I saw Kieran and his ex leave the hall, and neither of them came back.Th
MICHELLE’S POV.I woke up slowly, half-asleep, my body still heavy from yesterday's work. I grabbed the object close to me and placed my leg on it. The object felt so warm and good, so I kept rubbing my leg on it. It didn't take long before my hand located the object. It felt hard but warm. I was
MICHELLE’S POV. I finally walked out of the police station. The cool air hit me, but it didn’t help me calm down. But one thing was worth smiling over — my name has been cleared and the authorities are reinvestigating the previous incident. But will still convict me if no other evidence of being







