Violet,I walked out of the store soon after the saleswoman exposed my identity. A part of me wanted to be vindictive and teach them a lesson. However, another part of me knew it would be a waste of time—and I didn’t want to stoop to that. Karma doesn’t leave people alone, does it?Honestly, it left a bitter taste in my mouth. But I decided to move on. I already had too many things on my plate.After leaving the store, I waited for Xavier outside. The men's section was on the opposite side of the female one, so I chose to wait instead of going there.While checking some emails on my work phone, I noticed Xavier walking toward me. His face was pale, sweat dripping from his sharp jawline. There was a deep, prolonged distress on his face."Is everything alright?" I asked calmly.He bent slightly, his breathing rapid and ragged. Then he looked up at me, eyes red-rimmed. His lips parted before he pressed them into a tight line."If you don't mind, can we go to the hospital?" he pleaded, hi
Violet, I saw it — the shift in Knox’s eyes. A flicker of something unspoken. Not rage. Just that quiet kind of pain that claws its way through your chest and hides behind silence. Still, I couldn’t overlook everything Xavier had done for me over the years. He stayed — even when I gave him nothing. Maybe that’s what makes me worse. To accept the warmth and never return it. At the very least, he deserved to know I didn’t mock his feelings. I never did. Even if I couldn’t mirror them, I respected them. To me, love, loyalty and promise are most important thing. Whoever loves me, I feel grateful for them. While I adjusted the hem of my dress, Xavier disappeared to change his suit. Something about colors clashing. I didn’t ask. I was too busy hiding my own doubts behind zippers and silk. Knox understood my silences. He spoke when he needed to — never more. Xavier, on the other hand, was wired differently. One conversation spilled into the next, like an endless monologue I cou
Knox,How far would you go to protect what's yours? Either you turn the world a villain or... be the villain in the world to protect what's yours.Each single moment, I carried the thoughts — I want her but she doesn't. I want her as mine, only mine, but she doesn't.She was always far away from me. She was in my arms but she had her own world where I couldn't reach. She was addicted to protect what she has while I was addicted to protect her, knowing she didn't want to have the kind of relationship I wanted.But when she said that she would pursue me... romantically, I knew that it was my turn to play the villain to protect her."Sleep tight!" I pressed my lips on her forehead before I walked out of the room and then the house.She was right when she said I was innocent in the world of business, but this world where violence had been normalised... she didn't know that this world suffocated me every single day. I might not know much about it. But in the last two years, I learned one t
Elder Silverfang, "Boss! All of our men have been captured!" Micheal, my personal secretary, walked in, his voice frantic as he was on a call with someone. I looked up, still fuming about Knox's audacity. However, the moment he told me about the capture, my stomach twisted. That meant something worse was yet to come. "What do you mean? I told them to stay away from the danger zone and just scare Knox a bit. How did they get captured?" I slammed the desk and stood up furiously. We couldn't afford to mess with that girl. "Go and kill them before they open their mouths. Don't let them expose the truth!" I roared, feeling my blood pressure rising. "Yes, Boss!" Loosening my tie, I looked outside. I couldn't let Knox slip through my fingers. That boy had a tendency to control everything like he owned it. People like him needed to be under control. However, Knox's rebelliousness had always been predictable. That was why I wanted to keep everything under control. He was too loyal to
Violet,So, every time he disobeyed, they targeted me. No wonder the old Knox and this Knox felt like two different people. The old Knox would never do anything that could break my heart. But this Knox—he chose my life over my heart. He would rather become the villain than watch me die.Stupid Knox. He should have come to me from the start instead of pretending to be the hero. Doesn’t he know that in this world, heroes are the weakest?I stood in front of the frosted glass wall, waiting for Knox to return. I had no idea what was happening with him—he didn’t even tell me. Since when did we start keeping secrets from each other?I took a deep breath, my chest rising and falling. My head throbbed with rage and a quiet grudge. Just two more days, and they’ll taste their own medicine.As I stared at the sky, the door behind me opened. I didn’t look back—not even a glance at the reflection in the glass—thinking it was Mirah.But a pair of arms wrapped around me from behind, making me freeze
Violet,"Master! Young Miss has been waiting for you. Should I bring her to play with you?" Butler Zayn asked my father. I was hiding behind the door, hugging the stuffed animal he gave me when I was two.However, I felt a shiver run down my small body when he threw the glass of whiskey he was enjoying against the wall and looked at Butler Zayn."Can’t you give me a moment to take a breath?" he roared, grabbing Zayn’s collar."Why would I want to play with her? God dammit! Why are you all so obsessed with her? Hah? First my mother and now you. Even if she dies, I won’t even look at her. God dammit!"At that moment, Butler Zayn slowly walked toward the door and waved his hand to signal me to leave. He knew I had snuck into my father’s room to play.But I couldn’t move. I was shaking so badly that Zayn didn’t move either. He just stood there, on guard, waiting for my dad to enter the bathroom.As soon as he walked in, Zayn hurriedly scooped me into his arms and stormed out."I’m sorry,