MasukHis name sounded somewhat distant to me.My mind travelled back to the last time I saw him—I could still remember every single thing.I wanted to be angry at him for how things played out that day.But with everything happening, I could barely find it within me to hold any grudge.“What are you doing here?” I questioned in confusion, as I took his form.The face cap on his head and his casual clothes.It looked like a very unusual clothes for the heir of the Rivers family to wear.His eyes held mine for sometime, before he regained himself.A wide smile tugged on his lips as he watched me.“I have an important meeting with someone here,”he muttered with a shrug.“Oh okay,” I said, not wanting to keep on with the conversation when I remembered the words he had said to me in his car that day.Thankfully, the elevator stopped at my floor at that moment.I jumped out, noticing Tyler remained inside, his hands typing something on his phone furiously.‘He must not be going to this floor th
“IF YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR REAL PARENTS, AND WHO THEY ARE.COME TO WELLINGTON HOTEL.AT TWO PM.ROOM NUMBER TWENTY-TWO.A RESERVATION HAD BEEN MADE ALREADY.”My heart thundered widely against my chest.I snapped my phone close, my wide eyes staring at the wall before me, not moving.I struggled to calm myself but it seemed impossible.My gaze moved to Ethan who still slept soundly on the bed, unaware of the turmoil shooting throughme.Steeling myself—I lit my phone on again, and took a good look at the message.Then, the number.The number was unknown, and not saved amongst my contacts.‘Who was this person?And how did they know about my real parents?Only a few people knew, and I doubt they’ll…’Not having more time to think, I looked at the time on my phone.It was already after twelve.Neither me nor Ethan planned to go to work today.That was the perks of your husband being the president of the company you worked at.You can take as much leave as you want, but still, no one
My chest rose and fell unevenly, as the words slipped out of my lips.“Who is the real owner, please tell me,” I pressed.I watched as his face creased into a frown, almost like he was in pain.“The owner of the blue diamond," he stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper.“S…she.She was very beautiful, just like you.Big round blue eyes.Yes, she had eyes just like you,” he said, his voice laced with so much shock as if he just realised what he meant.Almost as if he was just putting everything together.“What do you mean, she looked just like me, old master?” I questioned, my heart thundering.“You are an exact replica of her.Why hadn’t I seen it before?” He breathed, still reeling in surprise.“What’s her name?Who am I a replica of?”His beautiful green orbs shifted to me, filled with so much fear.“Ashley.You look exactly like Ashley.She is the owner of that blue diamond.I…I remember,” he rasped.“Her husband.They bought the diamond for the child they were expecting.It wa
Vivian eyes froze on my face. Her gaze moved down to the paper dangling in front of her.She fought with her bound, wanting to unwrap her hands and swipe the papers.“Oh, you don’t need to stress so much Vivian.See, I’ll bring it to you,” I muttered smugly, moving closer to her.I could feel Ethan’s body tensing, the moment I moved away from his grip and stood a breath away from Vivian.But his protectiveness needed to wait for now.I held the papers in her front, the ink within her gaze.Her terror filled gaze swiped across the letters on it, reading every word.“What have you done?What have you fucking done?” She screamed in rage.“I’ll kill you, how dare you take everything away from me,” she shouted, struggling harder to free herself.I shifted away from her, but not quick enough because her teeth snapped around the paper and she tore it apart.Amusement danced across my eyes watching Vivian look so disorganized and scared. I had always known her to be a put together and proud
My body stood frozen, tremors shooting in my veins— goosebumps erupted on my skin. Vivian’s loud and painful scream filled the air, as the gun which she held fell to the ground with a thump.I wasted no time, swiping the gun in my hands so quickly that she barely had another opening.Her red sharp eyes moved to me filled with so much rage and anger as she cradled her bleeding hands from where the bullet had torn through.“Leah are you okay,” Ethan’s breathless voice came, followed by his thick strong hands wrapping around my waist.I could barely hear his voice as the sound of the gunshot still rang in my ears.My gaze moved past him to the police officers—the exact one who had shot Vivian.Luckily, he shot her right before she could pull the trigger on me.I was so close to death today.I looked it directly in the eyes, and yet I sailed through.But I barely had time to think of that fact.I did not risk my life in vain today.I needed something and hopefully I had gotten it.My eye
“Ethan,” I choked out.My hands moved from my sides, to his shoulders.My fingers dug into his flesh, as I stammered.“Sh…she’s dead.Everything I worked for.Everything I sacrificed for, it’s all gone,” I whispered.My grip around his shoulders grew deeper, and I could feel my sharp nails digging into his skin yet he said nothing.Not even a flinch.His fingers ghosted over my cheeks as he breathed.“It’s okay, baby girl.Let it all go.I’m here to hold you.”The moment those words left his lips, I felt like a dam had been let loose.Tears slipped from my eyes, as a small sob left my lips.His forehead moved away from mine, and this time— he held my entire body, joining it to his, as he hugged me tightly.My face against his chest.I could not tell when or how my sobs increased, but they did.Tears poured out uncontrollably this time staining his white shirt, but he didn’t seem to care because he held me tighter.My sobs turned louder, drowned by my lips pressed against his chest.I







