Unknown's POV~ My heels clicked against the marble floor as I stomped towards the glass table, my hands curled into fists and nose flaring. The man sat behind it had a glass of red wine in his hand he was sipping from, his physiognomy suspiciously bright. I slammed my fist on the table. "What the fuck have you done?" He didn't even flinch, rather his lips curved into a devilish smile as he extended the glass forward. "Want some?" The boiling blood running through my veins reached my head, and my teeth gritted. "Fucking answer me!" Shaking his head he chugged down the red liquid and began pouring some more. "Be happy for your husband's achievement, babygirl." "No! You've achieved nothing!" I directed my gaze at the picture in my phone and muttered to myself, "He is okay. I know he is... He has to be." "Why d

My clutch on the handle loosened as my brows creased. Huh? "It seems you have forgotten why you got married to the girl," the voice spoke again."No, father. You never let me forget," Hunter's voice was cold.Father? Mr. Bryan King? My frown deepened even more as my heart thudded against my chest."I have to, son. It is my duty. I know how you never wished to get married." "Yet you made me!" Hunter snapped."If that old hag didn't make such a ridiculous rule to be married to be a part of the Elite board, I'd never force you. Or else... how would you be able to take over the Elite board's throne?"My eyes widened as I breathed heavy. What were they even talking about?  "Since our purpose has been attained this fake matrimony can be called off. No need for anyone to put up with the act an

  It's been a week since I joined the Delgador Industries. Even my lie came true when Christian offered me a room to stay in the mansion as a privilege of the job, and I accepted because I had no other option. I called and told Anna all about the recent happenings in exchange of a promise to never leak a word to her or my parents. I sat in front of the mirror applying eyeliner around my eyes extra winged and brushing mascara on the lashes. Doing a smokey burgundy eyeshadow over the lids I put on a similar dark lipstick. Examining myself in the mirror I curved my lips in a satisfying smile.  I don't usually get ready like this at work but today was different for a meeting of the Elite Board was called for the members to attend along with their assistants of course, by the newly crowned head Mr. Hunter King, the true king of deceptive assholes, and I wanted him to see how good I'd been without him. &

Hunter's POV~ "Come on, bud! Do you seriously believe your dad? That man's feeding you big, fat lies," Matt objected, throwing his hands in the air.Not taking my eyes of the laptop screen I passed him the brown covered file my dad gave me on the day he announced the divorce and... she found out. Depleting my head of all the useless matters I concentrated on the advertisement documents my marketing team prepared when the model's eyes turned into those alluring ocean-blue eyes that enthralled me under their elegance the day I first encountered them in the wedding, and her lips curved into that celestial smile I had been attempting to forget. I shook my head blinking a couple times and inspected the image back. The model's dull brown eyes and flirty smile stared back at me. Shutting my eyes I exhaled a heated breath. What thi

"They killed my favorite character. Can you believe that?! He had been the one earning them the name from the beginning, and what they did? They killed him. HIM! How could they? Don't they ha- Em? Em! Are you even listening?" I snapped to attention. "Huh? Yea-Yeah! I love the pizza too." "What?" Anna watched me with a frown between her brows which soon reached her lips. "Em, where have you been lost?" "Nowhere! Nowhere at all. I'm fine. I'm fine." I put up a smile."Yes, you're fine, and we're eating nuggets not pizza," she stated, her chin slightly tucked. I looked down at the chicken nugget in my hand and let out a breath through my mouth. I hadn't been me since the ball. It was as if my body was moving around without my soul which I left at a particular hallway. My brains refused to believe that questionable encounter with Hunter ever happ