SageThe world was spinning around me as I stumbled through my front door, the taste of cheap alcohol was still bitter on my tongue. The bar had offered me no solace, only the sense of emptiness that wrapped around me like a disease. I dropped my keys on the counter, the sound echoing in the quiet of my apartment.All I wanted was to escape, to wash away the humiliation and heartbreak that clung to me like my natural scent. It wasn’t the brush off that made me upset, it’s the knowledge that I put myself out there. They said to be bold and I was, I embraced my feelings only to be brutally turned down.Without bothering to turn on more lights, I made my way to the bathroom, stripped off my clothes, and sank into the tub, letting the water pour over me.The bath didn’t soothe me as much as I’d hoped. My chest felt tight, and I kept waiting for my heart to tear open from it.Her words played continuously in my head, her apologizing for stringing me along with her words.I wasn’t mad at
SageOur lips clashed as I surrendered to him, his tongue slid it’s way into my mouth and I moaned when the organ wrestled mine for dominance. A battle I lost when Kaiden squeezed the back of my neck in warning. My abdomen tightened in response. I tilted my head back when his hand tugged at my hair, baring my neck to him. I obeyed diligently. Either I have gone crazy or there was something significantly wrong with me. The alcohol in my system made the inability to think straight a priority. I should be pushing him away yet, my fingers curled at the base of his neck, tugging at the patch of hair there. A groan rose from deep down as his hands tightened against me. I writhed in the water, the temperature running cold because we have been in there for so long. He pulled back and gazed at me with genuine concern that made my heart ache the more, “Are you cold?” It took me a minute to realize that my teeth was clattering, goosebumps decorated my body and yet, I pressed my body closer
KaidenI didn’t sleep on the couch.I laid beside him as he slept on the other side of the bed without a care in the world. I on the other hand, I couldn’t sleep.I was so burdened by guilt that sleep eluded me. My fingers trailed his cheeks in a feathery touch, careful not to wake him. I did this.I broke him.I was the reason for his breakdown tonight and to think I came over with the intent of fucking Mara out of his head. I wanted my name to be the last thing he whispered.I had no idea I would meet him broken and vulnerable. I was so angry with myself for letting things get too far and I was also angry with Mara.She was just doing what I told her to but why does the mere thought of her hurting Sage drive me nuts. Maybe she was right, I had to tell him the truth and get it over with.It would be safer to know that he wanted to be with me instead of knowing I manipulated him to do so. I would tell him the truth tomorrow, that I was in love with him.The truth about Mara dies with
SageI woke up to a pounding headache and the kind of dry mouth that made me regret every choice I’d made the night before, a terrible choice judging from the size of my headache. My eyes opened slowly, the dim light filtering through the curtains doing little to ease the ache behind my skull. The first thing I noticed was that I was in my bed.I had no recollection of how I got there.My last clear memory was of sitting at the bar, nursing a drink I didn’t even like, drowning in heartbreak and embarrassment. Everything after that was a blur. I groaned, rubbing my face, and dragged myself upright.I needed to take a shower and brush my teeth.Yawning, I stumbled toward the bathroom, stopping only when I heard a noise coming from the kitchen. My whole body froze, and panic coursed through me.Someone was in my apartment.I glanced around, my eyes landing on the wooden bat propped in the corner. Grabbing it, I tiptoed toward the kitchen, silencing my footsteps.I had a burglar in my ho
KaidenThe sun was barely up when I arrived at the restaurant, already annoyed at being dragged out so early. I pushed through the glass doors, scanning the tables until my eyes landed on my agent, Martin. He was seated in the far corner, sipping what looked like green tea and scrolling through his tablet.All in the day’s work.I strode over, pulling my sunglasses off and tossing them on the table. “Alright, Martin. What’s so urgent you couldn’t let me sleep in for once?”He glanced up at me, one brow arched. “Good morning to you too, sunshine.”I slumped into the chair across from him and grabbed the menu. “Let’s skip the pleasantries. What’s the deal? Jesus, you keep calling me like I took your kidney or something.”He set his tablet down and folded his arms. “The deal is, why haven’t you been picking up your phone? You make me look like a nagging mother other than a respectable agent.”I looked at him, deadpan. “Because I was busy. You’re lucky I even showed up. Respectable agent?
KaidenI slid into the driver’s seat of my car, and exhaled. I was still drained from the photo shoot. With a deep breath, I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed the number Martin had sent me earlier.The line rang twice before a smooth, professional voice answered. “This is River Wilder .”“Hello, Mr Wilder,” I said, settling back into my seat. “This is Kaiden . My agent probably mentioned I’d be reaching out.”There was a brief pause, then a warm chuckle. “Ah, Yes. I was wondering when I’d hear from you. Martin did mention you had something rather specific in mind.”“Very specific,” I confirmed, gripping the steering wheel with one hand as I glanced out at the busy street. “I want to build a house, a home, actually. Something unique, personal. Something that screams me,”“Unique is my specialty,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice. “Why don’t you tell me a bit more about what you’re envisioning?”I leaned back, closing my eyes as I pictured it. “It’s a house for t
KaidenMy phone buzzed with a message from River, Just landed. Be out soon.I smiled as I leaned against my car, surveying the arrivals as I waited. As promised, I was here to pick him up. He had an early flight so I cancelled whatever I was doing just to get him.That shows how important this was to me. I wanted to show him that I was serious about this and that I needed him to give it his all.I shoved the phone back into my pocket and straightened up as the sliding glass doors parted. River Wilder strode out, duffel bag slung over his shoulder, looking effortlessly composed despite the long flight I assumed he took. He had the air of someone who knew exactly where he was going and what he was doing.I wouldn’t lie, he was a very attractive man. Even my whole body tingled as our eyes met. If I wasn’t so dedicated to Sage? I wouldn’t mind having a thing or two to do with my engineer.I straightened just as he came to me, "Kaiden, I presume?" He asked, a slight smirk tugging at his
SageThey said it’s never a good idea to meet your idol. Your illusion of him or her could be shattered.It’s a saying I carried with me and I made sure I obeyed every single one of it. That’s why my idols and role models are always stuck in my room. I have always imagined what I would do when I meet them and after deciding that I would barely hold it in, I decided they would be good to remain in my room.The next morning, I trudged into campus, barely holding back a yawn. I was on a mission to complain about my lack of an internship. While everyone else had already been placed in their respective place of choice, I was left in limbo, and I was beyond frustrated.I have worked so hard in school, so hard that I already planned where I wanted to do my internship. I became the teacher’s pet just so he would have a good word for me.All the late nights reading and straight As I had incurred all my previous years was supposed to speak for me but surprisingly, I was left out.Rumors had bee
SageThe words the professor had spoken stayed with me like the aftertaste of something bitter I couldn’t spit out. He wanted to involve the police. He wanted to bring Raines into this. It was as if he didn’t hear a single thing I said, that he couldn’t accept what was right in front of him. Kaiden had left.Again.We stood in the middle of his living room, the air thick with the kind of tension that always came before something broke.I still felt like I needed to say something to him. He had spent the entire car ride grumbling.He didn’t say anything out loud but it was pretty obvious with the way he was clenching his hands on the steering wheel.The second we got home, I cornered him.“You should take it,” I said finally, crossing my arms.He stared at me, baffled. “Take what?”“The truth. Take it. Accept that he’s gone. That this isn’t some elaborate kidnapping or some villain from a noir film dragging him off. Kaiden left. He chose to. You seem to be mad at me for voicing out the
SageThe car ride was dead silent. The only sound was the quiet hum of the engine and the occasional click of the blinker as the professor followed Kaiden’s manager through the streets. I sat in the passenger seat, my legs bouncing, nerves coiling tighter with every turn the black car ahead of us made.The professor’s knuckles were white against the steering wheel. He hadn’t spoken since we pulled out of the parking lot, and I didn’t try to break the silence. It was thick with tension, too thick to cut through with words that didn’t feel entirely useless right now.And I didn’t know what to say to him. Finally, the black car pulled into the driveway of a large, modern townhouse on the outskirts of the city. The place was all sharp edges and sterile lighting. A place for people who wanted to look rich, not feel anything.I knew Kaiden was making money for his manager but I didn’t think it was to this extent.Wow.The professor parked across the street, cut the engine, and stepped out
SageI woke up with a tight knot sitting right in the middle of my chest. The apartment was quiet. No sign of Kaiden, and the sun had already climbed halfway through the sky.The sheets beside me were cold. He hadn’t come home last night.Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I wandered out into the living room, expecting maybe a note, maybe Kaiden sitting on the couch eating cereal out of the box like he did when he was too tired to pretend to be put together. But it wasn’t Kaiden I found.The professor sat there, hunched on the edge of the couch, elbows resting on his knees, fingers loosely interlocked. He didn’t even glance at me when I entered.“You’re up early,” I said cautiously, voice still raspy with sleep.His eyes lifted to me. They looked tired, more than tired. Hollow. “Did Kaiden come home last night?”I shook my head. “No. I thought he went to see you. He got your message, didn’t he?”His lips pressed into a line. “I went to his condo. He wasn’t there. I waited. His car was gone.
KaidenMy phone buzzed again.I glanced down at the screen through the strobing lights of the after-party. The text was from the professor. “Are you home?” Something about him checking up tugged at my heartstrings. My chest tightened and I wanted to go home even more.Being here was challenging for me. I wasn’t home. I was at the kind of party that used to thrill me. A rooftop venue in the city, neon lights flickering against polished glasses, expensive perfume clouding the air, and beautiful people, too many beautiful people. Some I recognized from the runway. Others from TV. All of them orbiting around free liquor and someone else’s fame.I would have been delighted to have all these people around me,But none of them looked like Sage.None of them carried themselves like the professor.I leaned against the balcony railing, letting the air hit my face. I didn’t belong here. Not really. Not tonight.Months ago, I would have been thrilled to be here but right now, I wanted to be hom
KaidenThe clink of glassware and soft instrumental music floated through the private dining room, but I barely noticed any of it. My attention was locked on the man seated across from me, Desmond, the so-called sponsor, though I knew better now. He wasn’t just another businessman looking to capitalize on talent. He was the distributor. The puppeteer behind the chaos circling my life.Martin couldn’t stop talking. “You know, this whole thing… it’s a damn miracle. The sponsor paid for the new condo in full. Quietly. No credit checks, no delays. Even Sage’s outfit, hell, the professor’s tux too, he took care of it all. Who does that?”He kept saying all the things that I didn’t want to hear. Didn’t he know that I was terrified?I kept my gaze fixed on Desmond. He smiled faintly, swirling his wine like he had all the time in the world. I didn't trust that smile. It was too smooth, too practiced like everything about him.I was skeptical to be here even though I had no choice. I didn’t w
KaidenWhen we got home, Sage was still trembling in my arms.I guided him gently to the living room couch and sat with him, wrapping the throw blanket from the armrest over his shoulders. He hadn't spoken much since we left the boutique. The only sounds were the occasional hitch in his breath and the way his fingers clutched the fabric of my shirt like he needed something solid to anchor him.He really was scared, I can’t imagine how terrified he must have been. Hearing that so close to him must have pushed him off the edge. I hated seeing him that way.“I’ve got you,” I murmured. “You’re safe now.”He leaned into me, his body slowly relaxing as he drew warmth from my presence.“Kaiden,” he whispered, eyes fluttering. “I don’t understand why this is happening. Why me?”“Because you matter,” I said. “More than you know. And I swear, whoever’s behind this won’t get close to you. Not while I’m breathing.”Eventually, his head dropped to my shoulder, and his breathing slowed. I held him
SageIt was entirely unfair for someone like Amir to be real. Tall, lean, with chiseled features that looked like they belonged on a movie poster rather than in a security file, and a voice that dripped with smooth, practiced calm. He was the kind of handsome that made your thoughts scatter just a little if you looked at him for too long.And I was doing exactly that.“Mr. Amir, right?” I asked, extending a hand, hoping my voice didn’t tremble like my fingers did. “I’m Sage.”He nodded, his grip firm but not overbearing. “I know. It’s a pleasure.”He smiled and I don’t mean the empty kind people give when they’re on duty. It was warm. Polite. And it made my stomach flip in a way I hadn’t expected.But as he turned toward the room, I caught sight of Kaiden and the professor.Both of them were glaring.I blinked.Kaiden’s jaw was tight, eyes narrowed like he was assessing a threat he didn’t like the look of. The professor, arms crossed, stood with the energy of a man who’d already decid
KaidenWhen Martin dropped me in front of the professor’s house. I barely waited for him to drive off before I dug out my phone. My fingers hovered over the screen for a moment before I hit Bryan’s name.He was the only one who was making an attempt to help me right now. He answered on the second ring, his voice calm and clipped, like always.“Kaiden?”“Yeah, it’s me.” I moved to the far side of the room, away from the windows, and lowered my voice. “Something weird’s going on. I need to tell you about it.”“What kind of weird?” His tone sharpened immediately.I told him everything. The prepaid boutiques. The law firm. The condo being bought out. The way no one could or would tell me who was behind it. I could practically hear him frowning on the other end of the line.“You think it’s Sage?” he asked quietly.“No,” I said quickly, too quickly. “I don’t know. I mean—I don’t want to think that. And it’s not the professor either. I know that much. They would tell me if they are trying
KaidenI stared at the silver-trimmed envelope resting on the counter between the professor and me like it was some kind of explosive. The award ceremony. My name was on the guest list, of course. It had to be. I was the damn honoree.“I have my own invite, thanks to my connections,” the professor said casually, leaning against the kitchen counter. He swirled his coffee slowly, watching the dark liquid spiral. “But I think Sage should go with you.”Sage, sitting cross-legged on the couch and peeling a tangerine, looked up with a sheepish smile. “Would that be okay with you?”I didn’t even think about it before I answered. “No.”Their expressions changed almost instantly, surprise flickered across the professor’s features and Sage’s smile faltered.“It’s enough that Sage’s already in the spotlight,” I said, trying to keep my voice even, my words reasonable. “With the way everyone’s been talking and taking photos, I don’t want to put him in harm’s way, more than I already have. If you