LOGINMila's POVâŚZaden's lips found mine.He didn't kiss hungrily, he kissed like he was searching for something deeper to hold on toBut it only lasted for a fraction of a second before I pulled away.A crease formed between his brows.His kiss didn't feel warm and hazy like the first time. Rather anger boiled deep within.âI am not kissing the same mouth you just used to do God knows what, with God knows whom.ââWhat?â Zaden's breathing was ragged, as he ran his hands through his hair.âI didn't kiss her or do anything, it was a harmless date.ââOh that's good to know, it makes things so much better.â I didn't hide the sarcasm in my tone, as I spoke.I didn't care to know whom he went out with; it wasn't my business.The truth is, I doubted my heart could take it.âI am going to sleep, Zaden. I would appreciate some space as we had maintained for the past few weeks.âHe wants distance, so he would get it.âI had to go on the date," he said quietly. âAnd I hated every second of it.âThere
Zaden's povâŚCandace's voice washed over the table, she rambled and circled back on old stories I'd already heard.I caught only bits of what she was saying as I zoned in and out.Out more than in.My fork hovered midair, forgotten.Candace was in front of me, but all I could see was Mila's face. How her eyes flickered when I mentioned the words dinner date.Or was I now imagining things?Imagination or not, it didn't help the guilt that sat heavily in my gut, settling deeper the longer I stayed.I wanted to be in bed with Mila, even though we weren't exactly on speaking terms. Thanks to me.I would still pick her silent treatment a thousand times over any other activity.âYou seem awfully quiet tonight.ââLong day.â I sighed.âI have the perfect idea on how to relieve stress, why don't we ditch dinner and head over to my apartment?â She placed her hands on mine gently stroking them as she spoke.I jerked my hand from hers, she knew better than to touch me.Whenever Mila touched me, i
Mila's POVâŚI pretended to be asleep when Zaden entered, consciously trying to still my breathing so he didn't notice.âMila⌠are you awake?â No answer.Somewhere between faking, I eventually fell asleep, and by the time I was awake, he was gone. This was a routine for days. He left before I woke up, and I went to bed before he returned from work. It was easier between us, this way.I wasn't exactly bothered by his absence, given how occupied I was with my restaurant. Or that's what I told myself.Today I was meeting with some artisans for the woodwork in the restaurant.âAlberta, I know I don't ask much, but do you mind coming with me to the restaurant?"Things were getting harder for me to do by myself as the days went by and my bump grew larger.That's what I get when I have only two close friends who live all the way across the world from me; my options were limited, and Zaden would be the last person I would turn to for help.âSure, darling I would be more than happy to help.â
Mila's pov..The air sizzled with tension."What are you talking about?â I tried to mask the quake in my voice as I stared hard at Zaden for help, rescue, anything at all.âYou are both faking; pretending to be alright when everything's not⌠clearly.â She gestured to my belly.I raised my brows still confused about what was going on.Zaden is secretive, but Mila, darling, even if I don't know you much. I don't expect to participate with Zaden in such an act.âI am sorry I lied to youâŚâ Zaden cleared his throat, interrupting me.âWhat exactly are you talking about?â He asked his grandmother, still feigning ignorance, like he wasn't bothered at all.Mrs Blackwell let out a sigh, as she came closer to me, she took my hands in hers, âI know about your pregnancy being a high-risk one.ââPhew.â I let out a cool breath instantly calming my heaving chest. I almost gave myself up.âYou both should have told me from the start.â Her eyes were glossy as she fixed her gaze on me.The poor woman wa
Zaden's POVâŚâWhere the f*ck was she?âI ran my hand through my hair as I cracked my brain for possible locations.Beads of sweat trickled down my face even though the air conditioner was blasting cold.Her phone was currently being tracked, but was taking quite some time to pinpoint her exact location because it was switched off.Nine whole hours had passed and she still wasn't back.I tried calling her phone again even though I knew it would say the same thing it has been saying.Voice mail. I threw the phone against the wall, causing it to shatter.I grabbed my car keys to begin a physical search.Then the door clicked softly revealing a drenched Mila from head to toe.She was wet and shivering from the cold. I didn't even realize it had started raining as I was so engrossed with tracking her location.âMy God. Mila!â I half glided across the room, taking her in my arms, transferring some of my body heat to hers.She buried her face in my chest, and I lifted her chin, causing her e
Milaâs POVâŚStanding in front of the Grayson mansion in oversized pants and a baggy tee was definitely not how I thought I would face my father after our last meeting. I gripped the hem of my shirt tighter, it was so big that it reached all the way to my knees, swallowing me whole. What was I thinking, leaving the restaurant this way? I should have at least gotten dressed.I thought to myself as I stood in front of the large mansion gates to the house I grew up in.I pushed every thought of Zaden away. Though something deep lingered within my chest, probably guilt from how I left the restaurant abruptly.There's no reason to feel guilty. We're not dating and he's not entitled to know my movements. We both needed that reminder, and it was high time we stuck to the boundaries we had set.I didn't know why I was pissed at Zaden, after all he was fulfilling his end of the contract by showing me.I switched my phone off because I knew once he noticed I was gone, he would be buzzing my







