FAZER LOGINJULIAN'S POVI had tried, with every fibre of my being, with every influence I had, to locate the main source of that information circulating online but I couldn't. I had greatly underestimated the privacy policy of media houses, they wouldn't let go of a single piece of information, and with time, I got more and more frustrated. "You got anything?" I yawned as I dropped down into my chair, completely tired, beaten up to a pulp by work. "Yes sir, I managed to get a few new pieces of information, though it's a bit baseless but I thought to inform you nonetheless.""Go ahead." I run my hand through my already messy hair as I speak, "What new information did you get your hands on?""The last media house I went to, I had gone through underground means, got my hands on the third party who was willing to spill what he knew for a few bucks." I sat up in my seat, already liking where the whole thing was going. "And what does he know?""Turns out that the particular news we are after was ac
JULIAN'S POVI had tried, with every fibre of my being, with every influence I had, to locate the main source of that information circulating online but I couldn't. I had greatly underestimated the privacy policy of media houses, they wouldn't let go of a single piece of information, and with time, I got more and more frustrated. "You got anything?" I yawned as I dropped down into my chair, completely tired, beaten up to a pulp by work. "Yes sir, I managed to get a few new pieces of information, though it's a bit baseless but I thought to inform you nonetheless.""Go ahead." I run my hand through my already messy hair as I speak, "What new information did you get your hands on?""The last media house I went to, I had gone through underground means, got my hands on the third party who was willing to spill what he knew for a few bucks." I sat up in my seat, already liking where the whole thing was going. "And what does he know?""Turns out that the particular news we are after was ac
CASSANDRA'S POV I couldn't tell whether what I had done had actually worked on her. For one, Emilia was a very strange person, you can never fully know what will get to her and what will not. But I had hope that even for her emotionless being, this should be able to do the job. And it did. I was able to figure that out when I returned home from work. After what happened between Julian and me, I had taken it upon myself to stay back in the office for extra hours just so he could get home before me, and he wouldn't go about suspecting me if he met me at home. Like the past two days, I saw his car parked at the parking lot and I eased my car just a few walkable distances away from his. I killed the engine, picked up my bag, and got out of the car. Walking to the front door took a few minutes and I inserted my key into the hole, unlocking the door and walking into the room. The first thing I noticed was the strange scent of another perfume. I became alerted immediately after, walking
EMILIA'S POV Not for once did I raise my head to ask where we were heading as Julian drove through the highway. My head was filled with so many thoughts and so much conflicting emotion that the last thing I was thinking about was the destination of our ride. When he finally spoke, telling me to come out of the car, I raised my head, still clueless, having no idea the car had even come to a stop. I looked at him first, then at the environment we were in. My heart skipped a beat and I instantly turned my attention back to him, horror written all over my face."Why?" I asked. "You cannot bring me to your house Julian."That is the last place I would want to be, especially after being accused of having an affair with him. "This is the only place I can guarantee the media aren't going to follow." He responded, carefully taking in my reaction. "I think you should stay here." "I have just been accused of having an affair with you, the last thing I should be doing is coming to your house
EMILIA'S POV I hadn't even noticed the sky had gotten so dark until we stepped out of the restaurant. I was having such a great time in there that I didn't even think to check my phone. Not once did I. The laughter, the conversations, everything about him had just managed to slip through my defence. For a moment, I just walked quietly beside Julian, enjoying and relishing the moment. "You are quiet." He noted, glancing at me as we walked toward the car. "I am just thinking." "That's really not a good place for you to be, knowing how much you overthink things." He stated dryly. I let out a laugh, fishing out my buzzing phone as it disrupted the quiet. The phone continued to buzz nonstop as I tried to get it out of my bag. "That's a lot of notifications." I frowned slightly, finally pulling it out. "Work?" Julian casually asked beside me. "I don't know...." I unlocked the phone, clicked on the most recent notification, and then everything went blank for a second after I read t
EMILIA'S POV I never expected to have dinner with Julian ever again. Especially after he walked out on me the last time. But better than that, I never expected his company to be easy for me. But that was the first thing I noticed as I sat across from him after we arrived at the restaurant. There was no tension crawling in my chest, I didn't need to carefully select my words as I do with every other person, Theodore included. With other people, defensive walls were rising before I even spoke, but with Julian, I could automatically let loose without even realizing. It's terrifying to some extent. "You are staring at the menu like you can't find anything edible in it," Julian said. His voice was filled with quiet amusement as he leaned back into his chair. I blinked, snapping out of my thought. "I am trying to decide." "Just so you know that you have been trying for the past five minutes." I shrugged. "You can't blame me, it's not my fault that I take my food seriously. I can't be
A Small BeginningEmilia “Congratulations!”The man’s voice boomed across the small office as his hand grabbed mine and shook it enthusiastically.“Congratulations, Miss Moretti!” he repeated. “Welcome to our company!”I forced a bright smile even though his grip was a little too tight.“Thank you
The InterviewEmilia I woke up earlier than usual that morning and for a few seconds, I stared at the motel ceiling and tried to calm my breathing. Today mattered so much as this interview could decide whether I kept moving forward or sank deeper into the mess my life had become.I sat up slowly
Three Weeks LaterEmilia It had been over three weeks since I moved into the motel, and in a strange way, it felt like a small awakening. Not the kind that comes with happiness, but the kind that forces you to open your eyes whether you want to or not. I had learned how quiet nights could be. I ha
The Weight I CarriedJulian I drove faster than I should have, but I could not slow down. My hands were tight on the steering wheel, and my mind kept replaying what had just happened at home. Emilia’s voice when she said she wanted a divorce stayed in my head. I did not understand what had come ov







