로그인Arielle My heart barely had time to settle before Lisa walked toward us. I covered my mouth, mortified. We really shouldn’t have done that. “I feel so embarrassed,” I whispered beside Darius, careful not to let her hear. “Just…me do the talking.”A knot formed in my throat as Lisa stopped across the table, her eyes drifting between the two of us. Before Darius could say anything, I had already lowered my gaze. “Why is it so hot in here?” Lisa asked, fanning herself dramatically. Darius cleared his throat and rose to his feet. “Mother.”“Son.”Silence. For some reason, he suddenly had nothing to say. Lisa’s curious gaze wandered around the room before settling on us again. I quietly cleared my throat, snapping him back to reality. “Why don’t we all sit and eat before the food gets cold?” Lisa suggested as she pulled out a chair. She snapped her fingers, dismissing the maids, and they quietly left the dining hall. Darius sat down awkwardly. I glanced at him and shook my head. Th
Arielle We stopped at a flower shop after spending nearly ten minutes searching for one. As Darius and I followed the saleswoman through rows of colorful blooms, I found myself admiring flowers I had never seen before. “I think she’ll love this one,” the saleswoman said, stopping in front of a bouquet. It was a white orchid. “It symbolizes love, elegance, respect, and luxury. It tells the recipient that they are deeply respected and cherished.”She smiled warmly. “Thank you,” I looked at Darius. “What do you think? Should we get it?”He didn’t answer. Instead, he kept staring at other flowers.“Darius?”Still nothing. I gently tapped his shoulder. He blinked and looked at me. “What?”“Are you okay?”He nodded absentmindedly. “I was just trying to figure out which flower I’d get you.”I didn’t know whether to smile or look away. I quickly glanced at the saleswoman. She was already smiling. Gosh. The fact that he’d even thought about it made my heart flutter. “You can always
Arielle “I love the fact that you care about me, but I don’t want to come between you and Darius. I’ll be fine. I promise.”As Tessa spoke those reassuring words, none of them truly registered. My attention had already shifted to Darius. He walked into the living room with an unreadable expression, looking at me as though he knew something he wasn’t ready to say. I wanted to continue talking to Tessa, but with him standing there, the words refused to come. Where had he been?“Tess,” I said quietly. “Can I call you back?”“Yeah.” I ended the call and turned to him. “Where have you been?”He pointed at himself as if making sure I meant him. “I was playing golf at the back—““Isn’t Joel supposed to be back? I need someone to check on Tiffany and see how she’s doing.”He blinked once. “No need to worry about that. He’ll visit her straight after work.”My shoulders relaxed. “Tessa got discharged today.”“I know.”I frowned. “You know?”A slow smirk tugged at his lips as he rose to his
Arielle I looked away, refusing to let him see how vulnerable I felt. “I didn’t know,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I didn’t know that was the last day I’d ever see that house…or Emris.” Without saying a word, Darius sat beside me. “My mother flew me to Charleston, where my grandmother lived,” I continued. A lump formed in my throat. “She never came back for me.” Darius simply watched me, then reached over and felt my held my hand. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. “I cried so much that day,” I shook my head. “I refused to eat. I locked myself inside my room. I tore everything they’ve ever given me.” My jaw tightened as I forced back another wave of tears. “I didn’t want anything that reminded me of them anymore,” I stared blankly ahead. “Even after I got into college, they never reached out. Eventually, I gave up, too.” Another tear rolled down my cheek. “I abandoned them just like they abandoned me. I hated them…” I squeezed my eyes shut. “I hated them
Arielle I scoffed quietly. So James could actually be humble.Darius stood between us, his gaze shifting from me to James. Just then, one of the guards returned with the glass of wine James had requested. But instead of placing it in front of James, the guard set it down before me. I frowned in confusion. Darius met my eyes briefly before taking the seat beside me. James remained standing. “What about my own drink?” He asked the guard.“Sit down, James,” Darius said in a calm but commanding voice.James obeyed immediately, forcing a nervous smile. “Yes, sir.”How ironic. A few minutes ago, he had treated me like a servant. Now he looked like one. Darius leaned back. “So…” he said without wasting a second. “How’s everything going with her project?”“Ahh…yes,” James straightened instantly. “I’m pleased to inform you that Arielle’s project has been approved, signed and officially recorded.”A smile appeared on my lips instantly. That was the word I’d been waiting to hear. Darius
Arielle My mouth slowly fell open. A ring. Nested inside the velvet box was a beautiful silver ring. The diamond caught the light, scattering tiny reflections across the room. It looked expensive. And real. Every detail had been crafted perfectly. I carefully lifted it out of the box. “Wow…” The words slipped before I could stop them. It was beautiful. Without thinking, I slid it into my finger. It fit almost perfectly. I couldn’t stop staring at it. Somehow, wearing it made me feel different. Like the broken version of myself had disappeared for just a moment. I smiled. Then— Someone cleared his throat behind me. My smile vanished. I turned so fast I nearly dropped the ring. Darius. Heat rushed to my cheeks. Seriously? Caught again? He folded his arms, amusement dancing in his eyes as he slowly walked toward me. One step, then another. Each footstep echoed louder than the last. I instinctively hid my hand behind my back. “Were you snoopi
Arielle Everyone turned to Joel. “Uhm…” he said nervously. “Is something wrong?” Tessa asked.“Are you going to be there with us?” I asked again. Was he leading us on? I thought he was on our side. “Joel?” Tiffany called. “Uhh…no,” he said quietly. “I can’t.”“Why?” I asked. “He…uhh…fired me
Arielle Blake. The same Blake who kidnapped her. The same Blake who tried to kill me. I wiped my eyes, seriously wishing I hadn’t seen that name. How could she still be in contact with him after everything he did? Oh dear. That must have been why she hid her phone two days ago. I wanted to c
Arielle “Arielle, I can’t let you do this,” Tiffany said firmly. “You’re not accepting that son of a bitch’s deal just because he’s forcing you to.”Tessa clearly didn’t want me to either. She handed the letter back to me slowly. “I have no choice," I said quietly. Tiffany hesitated, still not c
Arielle Tiffany turned back and went silent. “It’s me,” I tapped my chest. “Arielle”. “Oh”. She uttered flatly. “Yeah,” I sighed. “Tiffany, I swear I’m ready to tell you anything you want to know. I’m never hiding anything from–“ “Let’s not talk about that here.” She







