Charles POVUpon arriving at the mansion, I entered the quiet living room, finding it empty. With determination, I made my way towards Allison's mini-flat, only to discover it locked, indicating her absence. Remembering my task from my boss, I retraced my steps back to the living room, where I encountered Grandma Adaline and Mrs. Grace, Allison's mother, entering the room."Good day, Grandma Adaline," I greeted her respectfully, breaking the silence in the room."What are you doing here, Charles?" Grandma Adaline inquired, her expression curious and slightly wary."I was sent here by my boss. He wants me to deliver something to Miss Allison," I lied, hoping to ease any concerns.Grandma Adaline turned towards Allison's room, prompting Mrs. Grace to provide some insight: "Grace, is Allison around?""No, she left early this morning, mentioning she had an important errand to attend to," Mrs. Grace replied."When will she be back?" I inquired, feeling urgency creeping in as I realized the
Fury and confusion swirled within me as I whirled around, seeking out the source of the sudden, searing pain that had lanced through my skull. Before me stood Grandma Adaline, her weathered face a mask of stern disapproval, brandishing her walking stick with a steely resolve. To my astonishment, Grace stood beside her, clutching another stick in her trembling hands."So, I was hit by two sticks?" I quipped incredulously, my voice edged with disbelief and indignation."You deserve it," Grace retorted, her tone laced in anger that sent a chill down my spine.Grandma Adaline's voice cut through the tension, thick with concern and reproach. "Why are you doing this? Why did you drag her like that, Charles?"Struggling to contain the tumult of emotions churning within me, I offered a halting justification, my voice tinged with a hint of defensiveness. "My boss told me to do it," I explained, my words hanging heavy in the charged silence that enveloped us.The mention of Dylan's involvement
" wow.....!!!" I screamed in excitement.Charlotte's smile widened as she sat up on the bed, her eyes filled with warmth and affection. I moved closer to her, enveloping her in a tight embrace, and gently kissed her forehead. "Thanks, babe. I promise you, this time I won't let you down. Never," I vowed, raising three fingers above my head. "I will treat you better than before; I promise you that," I added, locking eyes with her, my sincerity shining through.Charlotte gazed back at me, a soft smile playing on her lips as she replied, "I hope so.""I swear, Charlotte, I will do better this time. I will treat you with the love and respect you deserve. I understand that I messed up before, leading to our divorce, and I am truly sorry for putting you through that. But things will be different now." I spoke earnestly, my words carrying my determination to make things right.Charlotte held my gaze for a moment, her expression filled with hope and caution. "I really hope so, Dylan. I hope th
Gazing at Dylan, I sensed the tension radiating from him; his expression was clouded with jealousy. My eyes fell to his clenched fist, a visible manifestation of his inner turmoil. An exclamation of realization escaped my lips as I whispered to myself, "Oh my God," a wave of concern hit me as I grasped the gravity of the situation.Instinctively, I reached out and gently touched his tightly clenched fist, seeking to offer reassurance and comfort in the midst of his shown anger. Dylan turned towards me, his gaze meeting mine as I attempted to address the source of his distress. "Don't get it all wrong; Aaron and I have nothing together. We are just friends," I explained softly, hoping to alleviate his rising emotions."But he likes you," Dylan retorted, his words tinged with a hint of insecurity and unease."I know, but I don't feel the same way for him," I replied, meeting Dylan's gaze with sincerity. His grip on my hand tightened, seeking reassurance amidst his growing unease. "I tr
Turning swiftly to face the source of the commotion, I was taken aback to find Grandma Adaline sitting in her usual chair in the living room before me, her normally gentle demeanor replaced by a look of intense anger."Grandma, how could you do that? Why would you throw a glass cup at me?" I exclaimed, my shock shown in my voice as I struggled to comprehend her actions. Why would she do this? I wondered to myself. "Do you want to get me killed?" I asked, trying to get over the shock.Rising from her chair with the aid of her walking stick, Grandma Adaline's stature seemed to grow in my eyes. I never would have imagined her capable of such a display of strength and aggression as hovering a glass over someone her age.Her voice filled with anger as she confronted me: "How could you instruct your secretary to forcibly confine Allison in her room and leave her battered and bruised?"Grandma Adaline's eyes blazed with fury and disbelief as she confronted me, her words cutting through the t
Dylan POVAs I stood in the living room, facing Allison with determination in my eyes, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the challenge she was proposing. "I can't wait to see you get what you want," I replied confidently, the words carrying a hint of anticipation for the unknown.Allison looked up at me, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. "I like the challenge, Dylan. I can't wait to make you experience all of it," she said with a glint of mischief in her eyes, her voice filled with anger.Chuckling at her response, I turned to Grandma Adaline, who was still standing by the window."Grandma, I will be on my way now," I said politely, knowing she would understand my need to depart without waiting for her response. With a nod in her direction, I turned and made my way to my room, eager to prepare for the day.As I entered my room, I swiftly got ready for work. After a quick check in the mirror to ensure I looked presentable, I grabbed my belongings and headed out t
Our eyes snapped up in unison as Aaron's presence loomed over us, his gaze piercing through the tension-filled air. Davidson's expression darkened as he yanked his hand away from Aaron's firm grip, a flicker of defiance in his eyes."What's the meaning of that?" Davidson's voice boomed with anger, resonating through the hushed ambiance of the restaurant. The sudden confrontation drew curious glances from nearby diners, their interest piqued by the unfolding drama."Why would you feed her? She isn't yours; don't act like that next time, man," Aaron's words cut sharply through the atmosphere, challenging Davidson with a boldness that hinted at a deeper argument between them.A smirk played on Davidson's lips as he squared his shoulders, his gaze unwavering. "She is mine, and neither you nor anyone else has anything to say about that. Just get lost, you!" His retort rang out with possessiveness a declaration of his claim over me.I sat in stunned silence, caught between the clash of egos
Ava POVWalking behind Aaron as he led the way to the restaurant restroom, Sarah and I shared a moment of quiet excitement. I couldn't contain my smile, feeling a rush of emotions at the sight of Aaron after so long. Memories flooded back, and I recalled how I had missed him dearly when he was abroad. I had shed tears in his absence, longing to reconnect with him. Now that he was here, I was determined not to let go. "I have missed you a lot. When I heard you were out of the country, I cried my eyes out. I couldn't reach you since no one had your contact information. But now that I've found you, I'm not letting go," I confessed with a smile, inching closer to Aaron without him hearing what i had said.As we reached the restroom, Aaron came to a sudden halt, catching me off guard as I accidentally bumped my head against his back. "Oh, sorry," I apologized, stepping back to give him space."This is the restroom. I'll head back now," Dylan announced, breaking the moment as he turned to m