Ella - POV "I trust you've coordinated everything for Avery's Farewell party?" Mr. Miller swiftly pivots from the personal to the professional, redirecting our conversation. "The arrangements are all set, Mr. Miller. I also wanted to take this opportunity to thank you for bringing Hana on board." I manage a reply as I near the door, my gaze meeting Mr. Miller's curt nod of acknowledgement before he immerses himself back in his work. "Ella, have you informed your fiancé about working with me? I've been wondering if that conversation has been had." The unexpected question makes me pause in my tracks. Narrowing my gaze, I stride back towards him, the heat of fury flushing my face. "Darcus, listen carefully. That is none of your business. You've already torn apart my relationship with my father. The day I agreed to be your girlfriend was a low point in my life. I wish I could turn back the clock to my college days and simply erase you from my past to save myself this heartache." The pe

Ella - POV Mr. Miller's hands grazed my knees, and I found myself ensnared in his intense hazel gaze. My heart raced within my chest as he drew closer, but thoughts of James flooded my mind, causing the charged atmosphere to dissipate. I pulled back, glaring at Mr. Miller. "I apologize for being late, Mr. Miller. Unfortunately, the manager fell ill, so I had to drop her off at home before attending the meeting," Hana interjected, diffusing the tension. I distanced myself from Mr. Miller, who had shifted into his professional demeanor. "It's alright, Ms. Lee. We're waiting for a client who is running behind schedule. Please take a seat," Mr. Miller replied, gesturing for Hana to join me. Soon after, the client arrived, striding in with a team of bodyguards. He exuded a charismatic aura, with piercing grey eyes and a chiseled jawline. As he ran a hand through his blonde hair, Hana seemed captivated by his appearance. "I'm Archer Taylor, CEO of Software Tech. My apologies for the del

Ella - POV "This beautifully decorated dinner setting... I'm speechless," I expressed in surprise, while the wind and rooftop view amplified the atmosphere. James nestled his head on my neck, giving me a kiss. His warm breath against my skin was intoxicating, making me inhale deeply. "To compensate for all the time we were apart, I want to lavish you with affection," James whispered into my ear, causing goosebumps to prickle my skin. I knew I had to maintain some distance, or we'd end up tangled in bed for hours. As I gently eased his grip on my waist, I couldn't help but smile, trying not to let my guilt consume me. "James, I have a small gift for you. It's not expensive, but I hope you'll like it." "When you gift me something, Ella, don't compare its value with its price tag. For me, its worth is immeasurable," he replied, warming my heart. "You're such a hopeless romantic, James. You leave me speechless all the time," I remarked, causing him to smirk. I smiled back, reaching in

James - POV Ella slept peacefully beside me, her calm presence soothing my restlessness. Each time I contemplated revealing my true identity as a warlock to her, my heart ached. Would she accept me, or would she recoil in rejection? I feared losing her because of my profound love for her. But there was no question - I could spend the rest of my life in this blissful state, holding Ella's delicate figure close, basking in our shared tranquility. An unexpected surge of energy roused me from my slumber. My watch showed 03:00 a.m. Carefully, I removed my arm under Ella, gently placing her hand on the sheets before rising from the bed. A feeling of being observed stirred within me. I dressed quickly, moving to the balcony to investigate. As a warlock, I could sense other energies rapidly. This one felt akin to a shapeshifter, specifically a dragon. What business could a dragon have with me? I knew that a horde of warlocks and witches sought me, coveting my magic and thirsting for my demi

Darcus - POV Ella's words were filled with hurt and pain, echoing deep within me. I questioned my own actions - why had I revealed the existence of another world to Ella, especially when she was unlikely to believe me? "What's wrong, cat? Got your tongue?" Ella pushed me away with a growl. I stepped back. "Forget what I said." Her anger was palpable, and I knew further conversation would be futile. Ella rolled her eyes and huffed at me. "What a waste of my weekend and energy," she muttered under her breath, her words easily heard due to my acute hearing. I exited the storage room without a backward glance, berating myself for naively attempting to speak to Ella. I should have approached James directly, warning him or urging him to end the engagement with Ella, my mate. "Darcus, why didn't you tell Ella that you want her back in your life after your apology instead of uttering meaningless words?" Dargo's sarcastic tone echoed in my head. I dismissed his comment, walking towards th