Third Person's POV"No!" Erwan's eyes suddenly jolted open, fear is visible in his blue deep eyes. He sat on his bed and stroked his hair with his fingers. He wants to scream and run back. He struggled to keep his breath steady again. His whole body is shaking."Damn it!" he said, and pulled his hair briskly. He kept on having dreams about Shane. Sometimes it's about the memories they spent together and sometimes it's about the moments he wished they had shared together, but his every dream has only one end. No matter how happy his dreams started, they will always end with Shane being tortured by Jerome Fuenter. It will always end to the moment when he chose to live Shane inside that small room to save him from the wrath of his father. He was sick of it. He was sick of those dreams.He checked the clock on top of the desk behind his bed, 6 am. It's been three years since the tragedy in his life happened. He is h

Third Person's POV The annoying sound of the alarm clock beside her table woke her up. She groaned when she felt a throbbing pain in her head.  "Ugh, I think I drank too much last night." She reached for the alarm and shut it up.   Shane discouragedly pulled herself up from bed upon realizing that it's Monday. Damn, she hates Monday so much. She feels like her head is beating loudly. How much drink did she took last night? She did her usual morning routine and dressed for work. She isn't fully recovered from her headache but she has to face the exhausting paper works. What a great way to start the week.  After making sure that everything is settled and she is well-presented for work, she made her way out of her room and head down to the living room.  "Ma'am, someone's looking for you yesterday." Their housemaid sa

I quickly grabbed the keys of my car above the table and head to my car in the mansion's garage. Once outside the gate, I can't believe that his car is still there, did he slept here outside? As far as I know, his family has a house in this town.I just shrugged it off and was about to drove to the office when his car suddenly jolted open and his tall figure came into view. My forehead creased when I saw his swollen cheeks and face full of bruises. Did something happen last night? Despite his current state, he smiled and waved at me as if he can see me. My car has tinted windows so I doubt he can really see that I am inside. Last night, I have decided to avoid him and keep my loyalty to Frenzo, but I just can't ignore the visible physical pain in his features.I cursed myself in my mind all over again because I know that what I am about to do is a wrong move when I hesitantly get off my car and walked towards him. I saw how his face lit up and he f

“Argh!”“Did you invite me here in your office so I can witness how frustrated you are?” Olivia asked and crossed her arms in front of her chest and scrutinize me with her look.I breathed deeply and walked to her, the sound of my red stiletto thumping on the tiles of the floor.“Look, Olivia,” I started.“Yes?” she smiled patiently.“I bumped into Erwan last night.”She raised one of her brows. “You talked to him?”I defensively shook my head and wriggled my hands. “No no, of course, I didn’t mean to talk to him. It’s just… how do I say this? I… I was cornered. Trapped, you know. I was left with no choice but to speak to him.”“I swear it was never my intention to see him,” I added upon seeing the disappointed look on her face.Olivia and Jase became more protective of me since the incident thr

Shane's POVI didn’t notice that a couple of weeks had gone by and there are only limited time for us to continue this affair because I have to face the fact that I am cheating. Sooner or later, I will be left with no choice but to deal with the consequences, but I didn’t expect it to be this soon.I was reading some papers in my office and Erwan suddenly barged into my office for one obvious reason, he missed me. My secretary knew nothing about my relationship with him because the whole company is aware that Frenzo is my boyfriend so I always make sure that the door of my office is locked before I settle down with Erwan who is comfortably sitting on the couch.“Don’t you have a couch at home?” I asked.“I do, but you’re not in my home and I prefer your couch more than mine.”I walked towards my swivel chair and try to focus on reading the papers again. I am used to Erwan’s sudd