MasukKingsley's POVThe sun looked brighter that morning, I knew it sounded stupid.The sun was still the sun, the sky was still the sky but everything felt different.For days, it had felt like the whole city had been carrying a dark cloud over it in every street, every building, every room in that house.Like Robert's shadow had stretched over everything but now he was gone, finally gone.And maybe that was why the air felt lighter.Maybe that was why even the mansion did not seem as cold as it used to.I sat quietly in the living room and looked around.It still felt strange being there, there was a time I would not even dare step inside this place.Back then, walking through those doors felt like asking for trouble.Robert had made sure everyone knew exactly where they stood around him.One wrong word, one wrong look.And suddenly you had a target on your back.I had learned very quickly to stay out of his way but now he was gone.And for the first time in a long while, the house felt
Hailey's POVThe whole scandal with Robert exploded across the internet.It was everywhere.Every time I opened my phone, his face stared back at me from news channels, blogs, gossip pages, and all social media.Everyone had something to say."A famous businessman was involved in illegal activities.""Robert is finally exposed.""Victims speak out after years of silence."I sat on the couch with my phone in my hand, staring at the screen while another news reporter spoke about him.His name had once made me feel sick.It had once made my chest tighten until I could barely breathe.But now?Now, I felt something else.Relief, a slow, quiet relief.I leaned back against the couch and let out a breath I did not even realize I had been holding.Robert was finally paying for what he did, he was finally facing consequences, not because he wanted to, not because he suddenly felt guilty.But because he had no choice anymore.The truth was out, the world knew exactly who he was.And for once,
Robert’s face had gone dark with rage.The board was in open panic now. Two members were arguing near the front, one of Robert’s lawyers was already on the phone. Security hovered uncertainly at the edges, no longer sure who they were protecting. Reporters shouted for comment, for confirmation, for copies, for names.And then officials stepped in.Two financial crime investigators flanked by legal enforcement officers moved through the crowd with documents already in hand. Someone had been called the second the files began to spread, maybe by the press, I did not care.One of them addressed Robert directly.“Mr. Norway, you need to come with us.”The room seemed to hold its breath.Robert looked at the badge. Then at the papers, then at me.There was no smile left on his face now, just hatred.The kind that no longer bothered to wear a tie.“This is not over,” he said quietly.I looked him straight in the eyes.“It is for me.”That was the moment, the real one.It was that second.The
POV: HaileyMorning came too fast.I did not think I slept at all, but somehow the dark outside the hideout windows had turned thin and gray, and then the gray had given way to pale light. It felt wrong that the sun was rising on a day like this, wrong that the world could still move so normally when my whole life was balanced on what would happen in the next few hours.The room around me was already alive with movement.Laptops open, screens glowing, voices low and sharp, pages printing, phones buzzing. Kingsley’s men moved in and out of the main space with the kind of focus that left no room for panic, cpies of the files had already been made. One set on encrypted drives, one sent to secured channels, one held back in case everything else failed.Nobody was taking chances, not today.I stood near the table in the corner, staring down at the outfit my mother had laid out for me earlier. It was simple and clean. A fitted ivory blouse tucked into dark trousers, sharp enough to make me
POV: HaileyThe gun did not shake or move from where he pointed it at.My lungs locked. My skin turned cold, every sound inside the room changed shape. The hum of the system behind me became louder. The tiny buzz of the overhead light pressed into my skull. I could hear Kingsley breathing, could hear Brandson swallow, I could hear my own heartbeat punching so hard against my ribs that it almost felt like another sound in the room.But the hand holding the gun stayed steady.Steady meant prepared, steady meant he had done this before, steady meant if anyone moved too fast, I would be the one to pay for it.“One more step,” the man repeated, his voice clipped and flat, “and she dies.”Brandson froze so hard the tendons in his neck stood out, his hands were half-curled at his sides like he wanted to tear the weapon apart with his bare fingers. Kingsley stood just to his left, shoulders rigid, eyes locked on the man’s wrist, his elbow, the angle of the barrel, every possible weakness.I k
POV: HaileyThe footsteps did not rush.If someone had run toward the door, if I had heard panic or shouting or the sharp pounding of boots, maybe my body would have known what to do, maybe fear would have turned clean and simple.Should I run, hide or fight?But these footsteps were calm, measured and unhurried.Like whoever was coming already believed the room belonged to him, like he had all the time in the world.My mouth went dry.“Hailey.” Kingsley’s voice came through my earpiece, low and tight. “Listen to me carefully, do not touch anything, step away from the screen and head toward the back wall.”I looked around quickly. There was no real back wall, just a narrow strip of space behind me, a black cabinet, and nowhere to disappear.“There’s nowhere to go,” I whispered.“Then hold your position,” he said immediately. I could hear movement on his side now, voices layered under his, fast and tense. “We’re coming in.”“No,” my mother’s voice cut through faintly from somewhere nea
Hailey's POV “Lastly, before I forget, the man who was supposed to join us hasn’t arrived yet,” he said in a low voice. “But we can’t keep waiting, let's finish up.”I nodded, though my fingers were trembling beneath the table.The café noises faded into the background as he began to speak.At fir
Kingsley's POV The metal chair felt colder than it should have.Hailey sat across from me, her hands folded on top of the scratched steel table. She did not look at me, she had not looked at me since they locked us in here.The silence between us was not only empty, it was heavy, thick and full of
Hailey's POV The hair and the smirk of the person would not leave my mind.Even as I walked away from the café, even as my shoes hit the pavement too fast, even as Kingsley’s voice called after me, that hair stayed in my head.It was Dark, a strange shade that caught the light when he turned.I ha
Hailey's POV The car moved slowly through the quiet road as we left the hospital behind. My body felt heavy, every breath I took scratched the inside of my chest. I leaned my head against the window and watched the streetlights blur past.“Do you still want to go over to Grandpa’s?” Brandson asked







