INICIAR SESIÓNAuthor’s POVThe morning sun broke through the curtains, signaling the arrival of a new day, but it brought no rest to Mila’s exhausted mind. When her alarm finally rang, she dragged herself out of bed, having barely slept for a few consecutive hours. With a quiet groan, she walked into the bathroom, rubbing her eyes, and moved through her morning routine on autopilot—showering, brushing her teeth, and slipping into a simple cream blouse and black trousers suitable for the day ahead.Standing in front of the dressing table mirror, she picked up her brush and began running it through her damp hair, sectioning it carefully to tie into a neat ponytail. But the moment her eyes met her own reflection, the dam broke.Images from last night flashed vividly in her mind—the sudden pressure of Arine’s body against hers, the cold touch of the mirror on her back, and the searing heat of his lips. Her gaze instinctively dropped to her mouth, which still felt faintly tender and swollen. Her breath
Author’s POVMila’s mind went completely blank the moment Arine’s lips met hers. This wasn’t like the soft, sudden kiss in the office. This one was hungry, deep, and full of everything they hadn’t said to each other.She let out a small, shaky sound and grabbed the front of his shirt, unsure whether she wanted to push him away or pull him even closer. Arine tilted her head slightly and kissed her harder, his tongue brushing against hers, sending a rush of heat through her body. His thigh pressed between her legs as he pinned her gently but firmly against the mirror.For a few seconds, nothing else existed. Just him. Just this.But reality hit her too quickly.Mila tore her mouth away, breathing hard. Her lips felt swollen and warm. “Arine… stop,” she whispered, even though her hands were still tightly holding onto his shirt.“We can’t… This is wrong."Arine rested his forehead against hers, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His hand stayed on her waist, thumb gently stroking her sid
Author’s POVThe awkward silence between Arine and Mila continued. Both of them sat quietly, Neither Mila nor Arine dared to look at each other. The air felt heavy and uncomfortable.Just then, Arine’s phone started ringing. He quickly checked the screen and let out a small sigh of relief. Thank God, he thought. This call had come at the perfect time to save him from this awkward moment."I need to take this important call," he said, standing up. Mila nodded quickly, feeling her own wave of relief. "Go ahead," she murmured.He immediately headed for the balcony, closing the glass door behind him.Mila also breathed a big sigh of relief.She silently thanked whoever was calling him for saving her from that suffocating silence. Seizing the moment, she rushed to her room to freshen up and change into comfortable clothes.In the kitchen, Sally and Aunt Lana were whispering excitedly to each other.“Did you see their faces?” Sally said with a big smile. “Something definitely happened between
Author’s POV Mila finished her work as the sun dipped low in the sky she grabbed her bag quickly.The office was quiet now, most people had left. She stepped out of her cabin and walked toward the elevator. Arine had said they would leave together, so she headed straight to the parking lot where he told her his car would be waiting. She walked toward the parking lot following the familiar path. When she turned the last corner, she stopped for a second. Arine’s car was already parked in their usual spot and Arine stood beside it leaning against the door, typing something seriously on his phone.Mila walked up to him. Arine looked up when he heard her footsteps his eyes met hers, soft for a second then back to his usual steady gaze. "Hey," Mila said, trying to sound normal.Arine locked the screen and straightened up pocketed his phone and opened the passenger door for her. "Ready?" he asked. She nodded and slid into the seat. He got in beside her and the driver a quiet man in a dark s
Author’s POV Arine tore his gaze away from the camera and looked back at Mila.“You don’t need to worry anymore, Mila,” he said quietly, trying to steady her with his voice. Mila looked at him for a long moment, a strange feeling tugging at her chest. It felt like he was hiding something from her, but she chose not to ask. She knew that if it was truly important, he would tell her himself when the time was right. She turned away and walked toward the door. Just as she reached it, Arine spoke from behind her, his tone back to calm authority. “Finish all your work today. When we leave, we’ll go together. I want to meet Aunt Lana too.” Mila just nodded and left the office, heading straight to her cabin. As she walked away, Arine’s eyes followed her until she disappeared around the corner. The moment she was gone, he pulled out his phone and made a call,his voice dropped to a cold command.“Now.”Meanwhile, Mila reached her cabin, sat down at her desk, and quickly texted Sally: “Everything
Author’s POVMila’s whole body was shaking with anger and hurt. Arine stared deeply into Mila’s eyes. All he could see was pain—and that pain hurt him too, because he knew it was his fault his absence, his silence. It twisted like a knife in his chest. Closing his eyes, he drew a long, shuddering breath, steadying himself. When he opened them again, he met her gaze and spoke, his voice low and heavy with regret.“I know you’re angry, Mila. You have every right to be. But please… hear my side.”Mila snatched her hand away and pushed Arine back with a sudden force, her voice rising with emotion.Arine, caught off guard by her sudden fury, actually stumbled back a step.“Why should I hear you out? When I needed you most, you were just… gone! It was like you never even existed in my life. You didn’t even ask if I was okay. After that night, I lost my baby. And it wasn’t an accident—someone tried to kill us! But you didn’t care. Why would you? That baby wasn’t yours, right? And I must be no
𝗔𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲 '𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩Stepping out of the room, my hand still tingled where it had touched Mila to lead her in. Shaking off the warmth, now hanging in my chest, I closed the door, took a couple of steps down the hallway, and then looked around to make sure no one was around.Satisfied that I was a
𝗠𝗶𝗹𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩When my eyes fluttered open, I was greeted by the blinding white of the hospital ceiling. A dull ache pulsed in my head as I struggled to recall how I ended up here. The last thing I remembered was the sharp pain and dizziness that had overwhelmed me back at home. Everything after
𝗠𝗶𝗹𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩I curled up on the couch, aimlessly flicking through channels,hoping to find something—anything—that could distract me. A random show played on the screen, but I wasn’t really watching. The laughter track, the vibrant colors on the screen—none of it could lighten the heaviness in
As I reached the president's office, I paused at the slightly ajar door, noticing two voices engaged in conversation. The president and Arin were seated across from each other, their tones low and businesslike, making it impossible to catch what they were discussing. Arin’s demeanor was calm yet con







