INICIAR SESIÓN"Now it's steak pasta," Cassidy said, and immediately Sloane walked out holding the steak; she placed it on the table."I made it, FYI I'm a bad cook and it's a little burnt," she said, flashing a small smile that made my tummy churn."Can I get something edible, please?" I begged as my gaze landed on the heap of pasta and steak. The steak outside was clearly burnt beyond recognition, but the inside looked more raw than anything, and the pasta looked so sluggish and soaked with whatever she had spiced in there."No, you have to have a bite at least. I made it with so much love!" she whispered into my ear, and I choked on nothing."Okay," I said and softly pinched her cheeks. She just stared at me and a smile curled to her lips."I love you, sister," she whispered into my ear, and I chuckled.I hesitantly took the fork and knife, staring at the food; I swallowed hard."Here I go," I said and immediately took a bite of the pasta. It tasted salty and cheesy. I swallowed it hard, but I fe
I closed the laptop and turned to Vincent. He immediately stood up and stretched his hands toward me. "I want to show you something," he said, and I just stared. "Show me what?" I asked. He didn't answer, and I placed my hands in his. He gently held them and led me to stand in front of the mirror. "What's wrong?" I asked. He just grinned, and the door opened. A maid walked in holding a gown in her hands. I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the gown. "Did you buy this?" I asked, and Vincent smirked. "Pretty things belong to beautiful people," he said, and a smile curled on my lips. "Get changed," he said, and I nodded, gently taking the gown. He had even bought shoes and jewelry that matched the gown. "Thank you," I muttered under my breath, and the door closed shut that second. The gown clung to my body, revealing my curves, with a slit cut at the waist and an open back. I stared at myself in the mirror, satisfied, and immediately put the heels on when I heard a knock on the d
Social media was exploding, and I couldn’t stop smiling. The image spread like wildfire, even with the faces and clothes blurred out.In the image, Laura lay there on the floor bleeding; the details were fuzzy, but the scene was clear enough to spark chaos. Comments flooded in fast. I refreshed the feed again, popcorn in my hand, loving every second of it."She didn't kill herself?""I knew there was nothing like a fire!"Mina’s phone rang while I watched through my laptop. Her friend’s voice came through loud: “Mina, the heels in that photo are exactly like yours! Aren’t they limited edition? Only two pairs in the world? Were you the one?”Mina laughed at first, confused. “What do you mean?” Her friend laughed too. “Check Twitter right now.”I leaned closer to my laptop as Mina opened the app. The scream that tore from her throat was pure music. Christian jumped up beside her. “What is it?” he asked sharply. She shoved the phone at him without a word.The screenshot showed the coupl
I sat in my room, laptop open on my lap, feet tucked under me. The screen showed everything perfectly. Christian was in the living room, staring at his phone with pure rage on his face. He looked ready to explode; his thumb hovered over the delete button but stopped cold.I popped another kernel of popcorn into my mouth and grinned."Who the fuck did this?" he muttered. I could already see the confusion in his eyes, but then it went dim."It's Mina," he said, as if he had discovered the world's biggest secret, and began to laugh."Everything points back to her. Maybe she was still angry I had beaten her up and called her an accomplice," he mumbled and reached for his phone, dialing her number.The ringing filled the room, but suddenly he began to hear another ringing tone; he stood up, and Mina walked in on the other end.She cut the call short that second."Is this about the ten million you asked for?" he snapped. Mina looked shocked; her lips parted but nothing escaped, and she scof
I drove away from the scene slowly, a satisfied smile still playing on my lips.The road blurred a bit as I replayed everything in my head. Weeks ago, I had called a hacker and told him to dig into the restaurant footage from that night I supposedly died. The very footage that would allow me to ruin Christian and finish him off.My phone buzzed with a message; he had the footage and had placed it on a USB drive. I turned the car toward the address he sent.I stopped my car upon arriving.The place was a simple garage tucked in a quiet neighborhood, with tools scattered everywhere. A young guy, barely out of his teens, sat next to a laptop. He looked up when I walked in.“Miss Mia!” he said, and I nodded. He didn’t waste time; he turned the screen toward me and pressed play. The footage rolled, playing everything from that night. I couldn’t help but grin, wide with anger and delight.It was... perfect, clear as day."The drive," I asked, stretching out my hand. He unplugged it and plac
My phone rang while I was sorting some papers at my desk; staring at the screen, I raised a brow.What does this bastard want now? I thought, and picked up.Christian’s voice came through, weak and desperate; this made me grin. “Mia… please come save me. They got me. I'm in the old factory, east side. I’m begging you.”I softened my tone right away. “Christian? Oh my God, what happened? Hold on, I’m coming, okay? Just stay for me. I’ll be there soon.” My voice dripped with worry; I even added a little sniff, like I was holding back tears."Please come, I can't hold on anymore," he begged, and this made my eyes brighten."Florida, get my car ready!" I yelled, so he could hear from the other end of the phone."Don't worry, I'm on my way," I added, and hung up the call. I stared at my phone for a second and clicked my tongue; my eyes were icy cold."Seems like Mina has already taught him a lesson. I should have done this sooner."A slow smile spread across my face. Then I laughed, light
The camera flashes all settled on my face, yet I kept a calm look on.“Miss Mia, what happened all those years?”“Were you kidnapped, taken abroad to become a prostitute?”“Or did you run away with a man? What happened to the car you drove last?” Every reporter kept placing the mic next to my lips,
My mum didn't say a word, crying her eyes out, but Xena stepped forward. “Killed? I wouldn't do that to my sister, and neither would my mum do that to her. If we killed her, would she have even left two houses in our names? We would have gotten nothing!” she screamed back, and the crowd stopped. Sh
I could feel myself being carried in his arms. “Don't fall asleep, listen to my voice,” his bold, warm voice came, and I groaned. My skin burned. I wanted to voice out, but nothing came out from my throat except a sharp pain.My lashes fluttered and slowly began to close....the next second, I could
LAURA'S POV"I didn't expect this place at all," I said, forcing a smile."Well, anything for you, my love," Christian said. I looked down and gently cut the meat into pieces, but stiffened as I felt his intense gaze on me."Is anything wrong?" I asked, raising my head to stare at him, and he shook







