Sophie POVI wasn't a crying mess anymore thanks to Rachel, there was a movie playing in the background, but I wasn’t really watching. Rachel sat beside me, curled up with a pillow, her eyes moving between the screen and me.“I like how you handled Ethan,” she said out of the blue as she stuffed her mouth with a handful of popcorn. I nodded not wanting to talk about him but he kept on going. “You sent him right out the door. That’s exactly what he needed.”I let out a small laugh that didn't quite reach anywhere. “You know how stubborn he is, but I had to.”Rachel nodded, looking extremely satisfied. “If he comes back, you do it again. You don’t need him messing with your peace.”Her words felt reassuring, after all she had been by my side through everything, my rock when I needed one the most.Without warning the front door opened and I cursed myself for not locking it after Ethan left again, because there he was again obviously not learning his lesson that I didn't want to see him a
Curiosity indeed was a dangerous thing. It nudges you toward answers you may not be ready for. But after everything, I deserved to know.After all curiosity killed the cat and I wasn't ‘the cat’ I was Sophia and it was as simple as that.I needed to meet Alex to find out why he did what he did, so I texted him.I didn’t tell Ethan. If he knew, he would never let me come. I knew that he had probably found a thousand ways to keep Alex from speaking to me at all. But Ethan wasn’t here nowOf course Alex thought I didn’t know and that’s what made this interesting.I texted him earlier, keeping it simple I sent him a ‘we need to talk’ text and he didn't even hesitate to reply asking for the location and of course I told him the café that made the donuts I liked.He agreed, I wondered why he said yes maybe it was because he thought I didn't know. And that was exactly why I made sure to be late to make him sit there and wonder if I would come, almost like what he did to me.When I finally a
Alex hesitated as I kept my firm grip on his hand, his eyes were looking everywhere but at me, he looked scared and he ought to be.I stared at him, daring him to make any move that would mean he thought he could walk away.“Sit. The. Fuck. Down. Now.” I said as I intentionally placed emphasis on each word so he could see how freaking serious I was. He exhaled as I could see his chest rising and falling. He looked as if he was preparing for something far worse than a mere conversation.He sat down and I let him go, smiling as I took my own seat.“I—I don’t know where to start, Sophie,” he stammered, his fingers twitching against the table. “It wasn’t supposed to go like this. None of it was.”I leaned in closer, every part of me wanting him to feel every ounce of my anger. But I wanted the truth. I needed it now, even if it hurt.“Start with why you thought it was okay to destroy me. Why?”Alex’s face darkened showing regret, but I knew him well enough to know that he didn't regret h
I rolled my eyes at her obvious pretense, but she wasn’t done talking. “How has life been so far?”She was talking like we were fucking old friends. The audacity!I stared at her, daring her to keep pretending like she wasn’t the bitch who had stabbed me in the back and helped burn everything I built.Lily was immaculate, as usual. She sat up straight, her posture perfect, her makeup flawless, and her clothes pressed. She looked every bit the image of power and control. Her smile was calculated to make her seem like the untouchable, perfect woman she always thought she was.And then there was Alex. He was the complete opposite. He stood up like his spine had turned to rubber. His eyes were hollow, his face drawn, like a man who had been completely drained of all pride and strength. He had the look of someone who had given up before they even fought. A man caught in a storm he couldn’t weather. “You shouldn’t be here, Lily,” he stammered, stepping toward her like a puppet. “This wasn’
I was barely outside the café when my phone rang with a notification. I took it and saw it was a text from Ethan. I didn't even know why my heart started beating three times faster when I saw he had sent a reply. Ethan: Come over. Now. “Taxi!” I yelled, waving my hand like my life depended on it. The driver looked startled but stopped. “Up Street,” I said, breathless. Ethan had replied and now It was time for answers. *** Ethan’s apartment always felt like a museum—too perfect and cold, much like his own personality. The only warmth came from the scent of sandalwood. I took in deep breaths as I pressed the doorbell. He didn't even waste time opening the door. "Didn’t expect you to show up so fast," he said, his expression looking very annoyed. I couldn't help rolling my eyes. "I wasn’t sure you would respond so fast." "Yet here we are," he said in a monotone. “Are you going to let me in or?” I said, letting the question stretch. “By all means,” he said, parting aside so I co
I was still fuming when I followed Ethan out of the apartment.I didn’t wait for him to speak. I didn’t look at him, he didn't even deserve my look right now.It didn't matter that he kept glancing at me like he wanted to say something, the fact remained that he didn’t.At least when it mattered he didn't speak and now, apparently, I had to be the perfect little businesswoman, smiling at Mr. Ventura like I hadn’t just been accused, betrayed, and silenced all in one day.A perfect day in the life of Ethan Blackwood's whore.As we stepped outside I couldn't help but blink because two sleek black cars were already waiting for us. Of course they were. Ethan Blackwood didn’t do things halfway.He walked ahead of me like I wasn’t burning holes into his back with my eyes. A driver opened the back door of the first car and Ethan waited for me to get in first.Ethan took the driver seat while I assumed the driver was doing to drive the other car.I didn’t say thank you or anything at all, lik
Mr. Blackwood Sr. took a confident step forward not even bothering to reply Ethan as he was gesturing smoothly toward the elevators like he owned the entire deal. “Let me show you to your room, Mr. Ventura. I personally made sure everything was prepared.”Ethan moved fast, reaching out to stop him with a hand on his arm. “This is my business deal,” he said under his breath, as he was sounding as if he was trying to control his anger.His father didn’t even flinch. He just turned slightly, smiling in that polished way that made my skin crawl. “And what would you know about handling a client of this caliber? You still think business is about charm and pretty offices.”Ethan’s jaw clenched. “The only thing you’ve ever managed was marrying my mother and—”I stepped in quickly, slipping between them like it was the most natural thing in the world. My hand found Ethan’s hand as I was gently squeezing his fingers. He looked at me, eyes still burning.“Please don’t.” I mouthed, just for him
Ethan’s POVMr. Ventura was talking something about the potential collaboration, design inspirations, how impressed he was with the hotel’s architecture. I should’ve been listening. I really should’ve. But lI couldn’t hear him. Not really.My father’s voice was still ringing in my head. That smug, calculated tone, smug face and that condescending tone. I hated the way he always walked into a room like he owned it—even when he didn't, the man always used to pretend like he gave a damn when really, he was just here to take over — like he always did.“I'll see you tomorrow Ethan.” Mr. Ventura said Sophie gave my hand a gentle squeeze and I felt peace, she had a certain effect on me like she was the only thing keeping me grounded in a world that constantly tried to set me on fire.I gave him an obviously fake smile, he turned to look at Sophie, I didn't know why but he genuinely liked her, she had that effect on people I guess.I didn't deserve her.She wasn’t saying anything, just hold
I turned back to Ethan, his hand still hovering like he wanted to reach for me again but didn’t dare.“Ethan,” I said, almost begging him to say, “What were you going to say?”His eyes met mine. “Don’t trust her, Sophie.”My pulse jumped. “Why? Make me believe you just don't tell me what to do.” He opened his mouth to speak but then Rachel appeared with a smile on her face.She was dressed in something effortless and expensive, her designer sunglasses pushed up into her waves. She looked like a magazine cover come to life.“Sophie, oh my God,” she said, eyeing me from head to toe. “That dress is stunning on you, you’re glowing!”I blinked, still wanting Ethan to speak, but I could tell he wasn't going to Rachel's gaze went right past Ethan like he wasn’t even breathing in the same room.“I’m parked outside. Come on, they’re expecting us you are gonna thank me by noon.”She held out her hand and I was about to take it, Ethan stepped between us.“She’s not going with you.”Rachel’s sm
Sophie's POVRachel kept on talking as if what Ethan was saying wasn't her concern.“Well don't listen to Ethan, what I planned was amazing.” Her eyes gleaming with excitement. “It will be just us girls and I have got us booked at Valentina’s, with all the VIP things, steam rooms, facials, massages—the works.” She paused and glared at Ethan. “You will love it, Sophie. So relaxing, play you need to loosen up.”I opened my mouth, unsure what to say.Ethan didn’t say anything., but I could sense that he had a lot to say. “I thought it would be nice for her to get a break from all… this.”She waved vaguely toward him, but we both knew what she meant, that Ethan was the problem here.That’s when Ethan coughed out loud.Rachel flinched before regaining her sugar-drenched composure. “Just saying—it’s bonding and I am trying.”Ethan stepped forward, clenching his jaw. “Sophie is not going anywhere.”Rachel scoffed, tossing her hair over her shoulder like the queen of chaos she thought she wa
Sophie's POVEthan was pacing my room, like a mad man on rampage and I actually understood where he was coming from.“He’s been sending money to Callahan.” He repeated.He kept walking and then finally he started staggering and the, his back but the wall and he sank like his legs gave up on him, he looked like he was about to drown.His hands clawed at his shirt, as he was hyperventilating.I walked up to him and then dropped to my knees to stay beside him. “Ethan, hey please look at me.”But he didn’t look.“Ethan—look at me.” I repeated as I cupped his face trying to make him feel calm, my thumbs brushed over his cheeks. His eyes were glassy like he wanted to cry, but he was trying to hold it together.“Breathe with me,” I said calmly. “Okay? In... one, two... hold it. Now out. Nice and slow.”I repeated it until I felt him mimic my breathing and then his breathing calmed down, our backs were against the wall looking like two people whose life was over.He let his head fall forward
Sophie's POVI didn't know what to say, but Ethan was giving me a very apologetic look, but my look was anything but accommodating.He needed to know that his mere presence wasn't going to change anything.“What the hell are you doing in my house?”“I need just five minutes of your time.” He said and I nodded because it was rare to see Ethan Blackwood begging for something from a common girl like me. “I came to apologize.”A laugh escaped from my lips before I could stop it. “It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?”“Sophie—”“No, do not say my name like we are still fine and like you didn’t shut me down and tell me to mind my business when all I did was trying to care.”He flinched at words, I was pleased that she was flinching like he should.“I was angry and I wasn’t thinking—”“Exactly,” I cut him short. “You weren’t thinking Ethan you were freaking spiraling, and I tried to help and you practically told me to disappear.”His silence only made me more angry and when I lo
Ethan's POVI have been missing Sophie, and I have been a terrible asshole that doesn't deserve her one bit.she was too kind, he was like a freaking saint who but up with me ever fucking time, she could do way better than a broken bastard like me but she still stayed.But it doesn't change the fact that I still wanted her.I know I hurt her. Maybe not with my hands, but with my words first and then my silence.I could apologize. But I won’t, because apologies don’t fix people like me.I want to make myself believe that she was better off without a sadistic mother fucker like me and a woman like her needs someone softer, who doesn’t wake up every morning with a bitter ass mood and snaps when he didn't .Still… I miss her.But not enough to seek her out.But the only thing I've been doing right this week is following Callahan, and the bastard's life was indeed monotonous.I parked my car behind him, as he stepped out of his sleek black BMW at Silver Pines Golf Club, he was laughing int
ONE WEEK LATER- Sophie's POVIt had been a week, seven freaking long, quiet days since Ethan last spoke to me.He hadn’t called or even texted, I didn't even get a forwarded meme or a “hey.”And I didn’t reach out either, not because I didn’t want to, but because I meant what I said. If he wants to talk to me, he knows where to find me.And more importantly, he owed me an apology. I wasn’t going to chase someone who could so easily brush me off like I was just another person in his life So when Monday came and I went to the site for the hotel expansion because we have been neglecting it. If he wanted to pretend I didn’t exist, fine. I could still work without him.I didn't know if it was because I hadn't been here for a while but everything came together just perfectly, to say that it was stunning was an incredible understatement.It was regal with floor to ceiling windows and it didn’t look like something built in under a year.“This is impressive,” I muttered to myself as I smooth
We were just about to leave when the receptionist called me back."Miss? Miss — could I have a word?"I turned, blinking, to find her standing halfway out from behind her desk, her hands were fidgeting nervously with the hem of her cardigan as she glanced around, as if afraid of being overheard.Would you mind if I spoke to you... alone for a moment?" she asked, her voice polite but still sounding very urgent.I blinked but before I could answer, she turned her apologetic smile toward Ethan."Sir, if you don't mind—?" she gestured vaguely toward the parking lot.Ethan looked between us, frowning slightly, looking at her very suspiciously as he always looked at everyone. But after a few seconds, he gave her a small shrug and muttered, "I'll be in the car," before stepping fully outside."I'm sorry," she said in a rush, "I just... I needed to catch you before you left."I shifted my bag higher on my shoulder. "It’s okay. What is it?"She glanced toward the door, as if checking to make
As we left the hospital, I took in a deep breath, but it didn’t help.Ethan walked in front without waiting for me, his shoulders tight, his head down like he, I hurried after him.We pulled out of the hospital lot as we drove in silence, there was a lot I wanted to ask but I couldn't find the right words to say them.But then finally, I couldn’t take it anymore."So," I said carefully trying to keep my tone neutral, "What’s the plan? What exactly do you want to do now?"He stared straight ahead as his eyes were locked on the road. His knuckles were so tight on the steering wheel, they looked almost white and bloodless."What else? We will visit Rose Callahan," he said without hesitation.I studied him quietly, feeling his uneasy he was, there was more to this, so much more he wasn't willing to share."Ethan," I said slowly, "I’m not dumb. Something’s going on between you and your ex-stepmother, I am not dumb not to notice and that whole thing back there? That wasn’t nothing."His re
The second she said his name, it was like an electric shock shot straight through Ethan. His body tensed, his usual composed exterior cracking as his eyes locked onto the nurse with an intensity that almost startled me. His reaction wasn’t subtle in any way it was as if someone had just tossed a bucket of ice-cold water over him, and he was struggling to process it.He looked both relieved and scared at the same time, and it was understandable. I could practically feel his anxiety pressing on my chest.“You worked with Dr. Callahan?” Ethan asked, his voice desperate. The nurse blinked at him, a little startled by his intensity. “Yeah. Unfortunately,” she muttered as she didn't try to hide her bitterness. “For a long time.”“Can I—” Ethan paused, swallowing the words as though they were fighting their way out of him. “Can I ask you some questions about him?”He asked it like she was offering something precious, like every word she could give him was the missing piece to a puzzle tha