OWAIN LUTHER
The moment Karima said those words, I knew I had lit a fire in her. Exactly what I wanted. She was wild, she just didn’t know it yet. But I did. And I was the only one who could unleash it. Let’s see what you’ve got, Karima, I thought with a smirk. She led the way to the car. I followed behind her. The moment we hopped in, I hit the ignition and slammed the gas.
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KARIMA HEART
The next day, I left class early. I did everything possible to avoid Ellie. Of course, she noticed, but I didn’t care. Maybe avoiding conversations with her would make reality slip by... Just two days would be enough. No, maybe a week. Anything, enough to help me erase the whole nightmare I saw yesterday.
As soon as the lecture ended, and God helping me, Owain didn’t show up today, I rushed to the cafeteria.
I spotted Tyla and dodged her. For the record, Tyla was the queen bee cheerleader for the TIGERS Team, the swim team Nathan was in. She was obsessed with him and, even now, she hated my guts since I dated him. She still does, actually.
In one swoop, I slipped into the cafeteria, unnoticed. I ordered some chips drowned in ketchup with a soft drink, scrolling through my phone like I had something meaningful going on in it. That was when I heard Ellie.
“So... this was where you were hiding after ghosting me? You think I won’t find you?”
She said. I didn’t say a word. I didn’t look up. I just buried my face deeper in my phone.
“Hello?” she snapped her fingers in front of my face. “I’m not talking to a ghost, am I?”
On a normal day, I would’ve side-eyed her and pretended to be p*ss*d, just for fun. But this wasn’t a normal day... This time, I couldn’t. No matter how hard I tried to un-see what I saw that night, I couldn’t. It was replayed over and over. And what killed me most? Ellie acted so d*mn normal... I almost doubted my own eyes.
I wanted to scream in her face. Instead, I held back the moment I locked eyes with her. And all I saw was Ellie... my best friend. The one who supported me the most.
“Cat got your tongue now?” she teased.
I chuckled softly. I didn't even realize when I fell for that.
She took that as her cue, pulled up a chair beside me, and tossed her Gucci bag on the table.
My eyes locked on the bag. My breath hitched.
No way.
It was the same designer bag I gifted Juliet, Nathan’s sister. A one-of-a-kind graduation present. The same tag. The same custom design.
What the actual hell?
God! This isn’t happening, is it?
“Why do you have this, Ellie?” I asked, keeping my voice steady.
She didn’t flinch. Her eyes flicked to the bag, then back to me with that same sweet smile.
“Nathan gave it to me,” she said casually. “Enough of the bag, Karry. Don’t think this little hide-and-seek game you pulled on me will stop me from scolding you, definitely not the changing of topic either... Why on earth did you miss Jace’s party?”
My blood bubbled, but I held it back. “I was out with Owain.” I said that before I even thought about it.
“Owain?” she repeated with a flash of that look I know, then squealed, covering her mouth in mock shock.
“Are you freaking kidding me now, Karry?” She nudged my arm with excitement.
“What?”
“What do you mean? You’re dating our professor.”
“What? No! I’m not dating anyone. Stop saying that.”
“But you just said you went out with him? What was that supposed to be? Private tutoring on the road? C’mon, Karry. This is hot gossip!”
I rolled my eyes, pulling her hand off my arm. “You’re crazy, Ellie. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Well, I do. I knew something was up when I saw you two together yesterday.”
“Wait, you did?” I snapped.
“Yes, I did.” She rolled her eyes.
“Where?” I blurted out.
“At SWISS Hotel. I didn’t think much of it at the time.”
Was she seriously talking about the same hotel where I saw them screwing? Did she just say that casually? Was Ellie kidding me right now?
“Who were you with, Ellie?”
I asked, praying she’d just be honest, because I was holding back all the anger gnawing at me right now.
“Whoa. Chill, Karry. Why are you interrogating me? I’m the one doing the asking here, remember?”
“F*cking answer me, Ellie!” I snapped.
Her face changed, instantly. She sensed the seriousness in my tone.
“I was with Jace and the boys. We had a night out at SWISS HOTEL, wanted to tell you about it, but you nailed out. Happy?”
I sprung up, the anger in me clearly making me vibrate. My hands shook as I ran it through my hair.
“A night out?” I repeated.
“You okay, Karry?”
“Stop calling me that, okay? Just... tell me the truth, Ellie. Are you seriously lying to my face right now?”
Her brows scrunched. “What are you talking about for heaven’s sake? Say something that makes sense?”
“Really? You seriously want me to say it? Okay then. Are you f*cking telling me I didn’t see you screwing my boyfriend last night? Answer me!”
That was when her face froze. And the mask dropped. For a moment, I prayed—hoped she'd deny it... Maybe denying it would make the pain all go away.
But then Nathan’s voice cut through the tension.
“And why does she have to answer that, Karima?”
I turned. Ellie shot him a look, silently begging him to stay out of it. But he didn’t.
“Ask me. Leave her out of this. She clearly doesn’t have the guts to tell you the truth.”
“Ellie? Is he telling the truth?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Say something, you b*tch!”
Before I could think of what to say next, Nathan grabbed my wrist. I was already pushing Ellie— maybe too hard.
“Stop it, Karry.”
I felt a sting. He sided with her. Right to my face. Seriously?
“Are you for real, Nate? You cheated on me with my best friend, and you’re standing there defending her? Is this some kind of joke?”
My voice pitched. People were watching the drama unfold and whispering. But I didn’t care.
I tried to charge at Ellie again, but Nathan held me back. Before I thought about it, I slapped him hard across his face.
Ellie immediately sprang to her feet, holding Nathan as if I was the villain. Her face snapped at mine.
Ellie jumped up to defend him, her eyes blazing. “What’s wrong with you, Karry?! He said ask him! He literally said that in clear English! Are you deaf?”
“Really?” I hissed,
“Everyone’s watching,” she muttered. “Can’t you take this somewhere else?”
She didn’t look like the Ellie I knew... No, she wasn’t even talking like Ellie. I am probably going crazy right now. As if I couldn’t contain the demon anymore... Something snapped inside of me.
“You goddamn B*TCH,” I mumbled before charging at her.
My fingers yanked her hair and slammed her right to the d*mn ground.
Nathan tried to pull me off, but I didn’t let go. When he finally did, Ellie was already limp on the floor, un-moving.
My heart leaped from my chest as blood trickled from her nose.
And then... As if the universe wanted to make this worse, Tyla walked in.
She gasped, scrambled for her phone from her purse, and flicked on her camera, with a smirk on her face.
“Oh, Karima! This is so going viral. Say cheese to the camera.”
KARIMA HEART"You have a girlfriend... and she’s at home right now, remember?" I managed, my voice tighter than I intended.I shoved the plastic bag Victoria had given me between us like it was a shield. I didn’t even know when I grabbed it, instinct, maybe. Anything to block whatever reckless thought was flashing in Owain’s eyes."Yeah, I do," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "Don’t need you to remind me." His gaze dipped to my mouth before snapping back into my eyes. "But I can always make you next… if that’s what’s bothering you."The lazy curl of his lips was pure trouble. His fingers closed over mine, dragging the plastic away with a slow, deliberate pull. He didn’t break eye contact, not even when his other hand slid the bag somewhere behind the chair. The sound of it sliding down was faint, but the heat rolling off him wasn’t.Then he was right there, close enough that I could feel his breath fanning over my cheek. His chest brushed mine as he leaned in, his voice a whispe
KARIMA HEART"How about you let her go, Romeo? She clearly said to let go." Owain’s voice was cool, almost lazy, as he reached for my hand and tugged me slightly toward him.Nathan’s jaw flexed, fury sparking in his eyes, but he didn’t move right away.Owain stepped forward, sliding me behind him like I was something to shield. A mocking smile curled across his lips."Playtime’s over. Your momma’s calling you downstairs."Nathan’s stare sharpened. "And if I don’t feel like letting her go? What then?"If Nathan was boiling, Owain was ice. That icy face was what's probably irritating Nathan the most. He was just cool and calm, not even any hint of anger."Nothing much," he said smoothly. "I’ll just break your hands and toss them to the dogs I saw outside. Pretty sure your sweet momma wouldn’t like cleaning that mess. So run along, mummy’s boy."That was it. Nathan’s control snapped. He grabbed Owain by the collar, yanking him so hard his shirt rode halfway up, flashing the white waistban
KARIMA HEARTThe moment we reached the garage, he yanked the garage shutter up, and my heart nearly leapt out of my chest.The car was insane. Jet-black, sleek, the kind of BMW that looked untouchable. And bigger than Malcom’s. When Owain tapped the pedal, the engine growled deadly. It was like the sound alone could turn heads. He caught my expression, of course he did, and I couldn’t tell if he was showing off on purpose or just being Owain, irritating and smug.I kept my mouth shut, but seriously, how the hell did he own something like this? He’d barely been in New York a week. And now that I thought about it, I’d never even bothered to ask what he actually did for a living. Malcom once said “business development representative,” but… please. Owain? In a suit, making polite small talk in boardrooms? Yeah, no. He wasn't the type that was built up for that thingy.“Seat belt,” he said, glancing my way.Maybe I was wrong about him being the law-breaking type, at least he believed in se
KARIMA HEARTI turned to Nathan—his jaw was clenched so tight it looked like he was seconds away from launching a fist into Owain’s face.One wrong word, and that would be it.“Shouldn’t you be with your girlfriend right now?” I blurted, trying to ease the tension between the two of them.Owain shrugged. “She’s talking to Malcom. I figured you and I could talk instead.”I rolled my eyes. Oh please. What he really meant was he came here to pick a fight.“I can’t talk now. I’m heading out.”“With Mr. Cheat?” he asked, grinning in that smug, mocking way of his.“I’m not a cheat,” Nathan cut in smoothly. “I think you meant to say her boyfriend.”I looked from Nathan to Owain, who was now wearing that annoyingly calm smile that somehow made things worse. The way they were eyeing each other with that sharp, charged glare, it was like they were both waiting for a signal to swing.Before fists started flying, I stepped in front of Owain, blocking him just as he took a step toward Nate.“Okay.
KARIMA HEARTMinutes later, Malcom finally stepped out of the room—probably done sulking. I didn’t bother glancing his way. I just kept dishing out a bowl of spaghetti at the dining like he wasn’t even there.He pulled out a chair gently, as if tiptoeing around my mood. I held back a smirk. He was either stalling before apologizing which would mean surrendering or trying to act cool until the silence broke him.I slid a bowl of food and a glass of juice in front of him.“Thank you,” he muttered.And then, of course, Mr. Annoying strolled out of his room, hand-in-hand with Mrs. Sassy. My eyes narrowed as she clung to Owain’s arm like she couldn’t breathe without him.Seriously, where did she think she was? A hotel suite? Or maybe Owain’s house, acting like she owned the place just because she could hold his hand in public.She tugged him into the seat across from Malcom and parked herself in the chair directly facing me.I served them both. God knows it took all the self-control in me
OWAIN LUTHERI staggered away from Malcom, my fingers threading through my hair in frustration.Malcom wouldn’t lift his head, guilt branded on his face, not because Yasmin caught us mid-fight, but because Karima just witnessed it all.I strolled up to Yasmin, draping an arm around her waist. “Yasmin, you didn’t mention you’d be flying in.” I met her gaze.Karima had already stepped in, pulling Malcom to his feet, though he still avoided her eyes.Yasmin? She brushed my arm off like I was contaminated.I would be lying if I said that little stunt could actually shrug off the scene she just witnessed.“I asked you a question, Owain. What the hell happened?” She snapped. Her eyes flicked to my swollen, bloodied lip.“It’s nothing, alright? Can we focus on why you’re here?” I insisted.D*mn. Wrong move. Her eyes narrowed, sharp as daggers.“Seriously? That's what's important now, huh?” She shot a glance at Karima who instantly avoided her gaze. “Because you sure aren’t thrilled to see me