**********Atlas POV********* The quietness in my office was suddenly interrupted when the door opened and uncle Mile walked inside, shutting the door behind him.  Then he walked further into the room, sat down, and looked at me. Twirling my chair left to right, I stared at him, screwed my face into a frown, and asked, "Why are you here?" These past months, I have been exposed to truths that I didn't know exist, and each time I meet my uncles, it's like a piece of their mask gets cracked off their faces. "Did you hear that King is dead and he got shot this morning?" Uncle Mile boldly said with a frown. How would I not know? It was the first news that greeted me this morning, and I don't even know how to process the news yet because it felt so surreal and yet expected. "I did," I mumbled, slightly clutching my fist. "I think everyone k

Even though it was the third knock on my door, I kept laying in bed, hoping that whoever was at the door would go away, and yet I was kind of hoping and not hoping that it was Atlas. "Miss, it's time to get up!” Maira's voice echoed into my ear, and I felt annoyed. Hugging onto my pillow, I rolled over to avoid the sudden rising sunlight and buried my face into it. The annoying heartache of a breakup is just the worst, and even though I had to meet Linda like an hour from now, all I really wanted to do was stay in bed. “Your breakfast is going to get cold,” Maira said from the other end of the door. Why was she so hellbent on my well-being

Suddenly, Sniper's cry turned into laughter, and I allowed him to laugh his heart out before striking him in his mouth, which left his gum bleeding and his teeth red with his blood.  "You bitch!" Sniper screamed, raising his head. But I pressed it back to the floor, hitting the back of his head into the wooden floor. "You better start talking before things get bloody, pretty fast." I calmly said. "What are you going to do if I don't? Tear another mark into my face!" Sniper shouted. "Go ahead! Do it!" Looking at the dull look of fear in his eyes, I smirked knowing he was on the edge of breaking and I just needed to give him a little push. "No, I'm going

As the morning light crept into her bedroom, my eyes were already open, and yet she wished that she wasn't awake this early. Another sleepless night. For a while, I lay in bed feeling alone and sad as I listened to the quietness in my room, and even though it was just the start of the day, I already wanted it to come to an end. I missed the days of waking up in his arms and not on an empty bed. It had been two days since Atlas made it clear that it was over between us, and I couldn't get over the fact that we were over, even though I knew it was. The thought of getting out of bed crossed my mind as I turned her head to the right and gazed at the spare pillow, then her lips curved into a pout. 

********Atlas POV*******   The gate automatically opened, and I drove my black SUV into an artistic yard.    Once the vehicle stopped, I got down from the car and walked over to Aria, and waited for her to shut the door before taking her hand in mine and exciting her to the villa.   After entering the house, we were about to head upstairs when I saw Victor walking down the stairs, approaching us from the opposite direction.   “Atlas!” Victor mumbled, walking towards me.   When he reached the last stair, he frowned and asked, “Why are you holding her hand like you guys are some kind of a couple.”