LOGINThe mirror in front of me reflected a version of myself I barely recognized—tense shoulders, tight lips, and eyes clouded with restrained frustration. The soft glow of the vanity lights did nothing to soften the storm building inside me.
“Perhaps it would have been better if we hadn’t come here at all,” CJ remarked sharply beside me, her arms crossed as she leaned against the wall. “Just look at your face. You’re frowning as though you’ve taken on every problem in the world.”Bryle’s POVConsciousness returned to me slowly. A dull, throbbing pain settled heavily in my head, accompanied by a lingering dizziness that made even the slightest movement feel disorienting. My eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling, and for a moment, I remained still, allowing my senses to catch up with reality.This was not my room. That much, I knew immediately.I pushed myself up, wincing faintly as the ache intensified. My mind was strained to recall what had happened the night before—fragments of the party, the conversation with the others, Zeke’s warning… And then the woman I had collided with.Everything after that… was blank.Frowning, I swung my legs off the bed and stood, steadying myself before making my way toward the window. The curtains were slightly parted, allowing daylight to filter in. With a firm motion, I pulled them aside.The view confirmed my suspicion.I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down my
Bryle’s POVItaly had always carried a different kind of silence—one that felt earned rather than empty. After everything that had happened, returning here felt less like escape and more like reclaiming control.The scandal stirred by Jacob Blood had been nothing short of calculated sabotage. Twisting narratives, discrediting Felicity, and attempting to paint her as nothing more than a decorative figure in Lee Corp—it was a bold move. Reckless, even.But not irreversible.With the help of the HGS Clan, we dismantled every fabricated claim piece by piece. Evidence was brought to light, connections exposed, and by the time we were done, the narrative had shifted entirely. Felicity’s name was no longer under scrutiny—it was protected, reinforced, and untouchable.And now, things are calm.Or at least, as calm as they could be.I sat behind my desk inside my office at Cava Corp, eyes scanning through reports while the faint
Bryle’s POVThe invitation from the Chen family was not something the Lee family could simply turn down—especially when it involved a potential business partnership that could redefine the future of both clans. Declining would have been disrespectful, and perhaps even foolish. So here we were, standing within the vast and breathtaking hacienda owned by the Chens.Calling it a hacienda almost felt like an understatement.The estate stretched endlessly, its landscape resembling a private luxury resort more than a simple countryside property. Rolling green fields extended as far as the eye could see, perfectly trimmed like a world-class golf course. Towering trees swayed gently with the wind, their leaves whispering soft melodies that blended seamlessly with the distant chirping of birds.Beyond it all, mountains stood tall and proud, as if guarding the land itself.It was peaceful and yet, beneath that serenity, something felt fra
Bryle’s POVTwo days had passed since everything had settled at least, on the surface.For the first time in a while, there were no confrontations, no unspoken tensions lingering in every corner of the mansion. The silence had changed. It was no longer suffocating, but calm… almost gentle.Perhaps that was why Felicity and I decided to go out. To breathe, to forget, if only for a moment.We spent the day wandering through different parts of Chengdu, moving without a strict plan, allowing ourselves to be guided by curiosity rather than obligation. It felt… liberating.For hours, we walked side by side, occasionally exchanging quiet laughter, sometimes falling into comfortable silence. And in those moments, it felt as though the world had narrowed down to just the two of us. No expectations, no burdens... Just us.At some point, we found ourselves stopping in front of a small ice cream shop. Without much thought, we went
Bryle’s POVEven now, I could not shake off the words Madame Mathilda had said to me.They lingered in my mind like an unspoken warning. Something heavy, and deliberate. I did not fully understand what she meant, nor could I piece together the exact truth behind her words. And yet, I was certain of one thing: She had been pointing far deeper.Something I had yet to uncover.Exhaling quietly, I ran a hand through my hair before making my way toward Felicity’s room.The mansion remained as silent as it had been earlier, its stillness almost unnatural. It felt as though the entire household was holding its breath, waiting for something inevitable to happen.I stopped in front of her door for a brief moment before gently knocking. No response. Carefully, I opened it.The sight that greeted me was enough to soften the tension in my chest.Felicity stood near the window, a brush in her hand, completely absor
BRYLE’S POVI did not know where to take her.For the first time in my life, I felt directionless—not because I lacked options, but because none of them felt right. No place in this world seemed capable of holding the weight of what she was feeling. No destination could promise comfort after everything that had happened.So I drove.I drove past unfamiliar streets, past glowing city lights that blurred into meaningless streaks against the windshield. I drove without a plan, without a destination—only with the intention of putting distance between us and that place.That suffocating place.Silence filled the car, thick and heavy, pressing against my chest like something alive, and beside me, Felicity sat still.Her hands rested limply on her lap, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond the glass, as if she had already left this world and taken her thoughts somewhere far away—somewhere I could not reach.I
"Hey, Tata Marie, I'm here. How are you? It's been a while since I last visited..." Bryle spoke to the grave of someone with an unfamiliar name. He called her 'Tata', meaning she was like an aunt or a respected elder, likely a nanny or someone close to him. I smiled softly, touched by how Bryle s
I woke up when I felt that there was no one beside me. I immediately scanned the room to see where Bryle was, but it seemed he was no longer in the room. I sighed and slowly got up, and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.I stared at the mirror as I recalled everything that happened la
My gaze returned to Bryle again; I didn't know what to say first. He was smiling and gestured for me to open the box. So, I followed and opened it— earrings… I'm not sure if I'll be disappointed or not. “I saw it when I came to the mall, you see? Its shape is a rose, just lik
With no hesitation, he carried me and leaned me against the wall. I was wearing my robe, and the helm got easily lifted, exposing my legs. I anchored my legs to his hips and wrapped my arms around his neck as we continued to kiss passionately. I got lost in the moment as I felt his warm lips on m







