ELENA’S POINT OF VIEW Quinn and I went up the stairs to Mirabel’s room. She was sleeping. That she felt safe enough to sleep made me feel she trusted me. I would never hurt her intentionally. I just happened to be in the wrong place at the right time. Deep down inside, I hoped she’d trust me completely. If she did, it’d be easier for Ryder to drop whatever he was planning against me. “She looks peaceful.” Quinn sat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed. “I don’t know why Alistair has chosen to make her suffer. I’m the one he wants. Why doesn’t he just come at me directly?” “He’s a lunatic. I guess he believes this is the best way to hurt you. Think about it, she’s the king’s sister. Her brother has the power to make your life miserable, and he doesn’t have to lift a finger.” She was right. If Ryder wanted, he could behead me and no one would dare question him. Alistair really used his head here. Thinking about it made me wish I had done as he wanted at first. The stupid

ELENA’S POINT OF VIEW I hadn’t seen or heard anything from Kai in days. I feared he’d found something out or just avoiding me for the time being. Maybe he was upset with me. He was probably in some sort of trouble. After all, the police had found me at his house and Mirabel might have complicated him by saying he was Kai. Oh, goodness, what if he had been arrested?“I hate when you do this.” Ariana had both hands on her waist as she glowered at me, unimpressed I had spaced out while she was talking. I dropped the rag in my hand on the table. “Sorry.”It was a Saturday and, according to Ariana; we had to clean the place up. Not that it was too dirty, but just because. Her words, not mine. She was preparing something for us to eat, even though it looked a little too much for two people. It made me believe someone was coming over.She rolled her eyes. “As I was saying, Ricky and Kai will come over in some minutes with a friend. I’ll finish up here. Go shower.”“Kai is comin

RYDER’S POINT OF VIEW It’s like she disappeared.Even after speaking to the owner of the house we found her at, all he could tell us what that she had broken into his house. When Mirabel was asked to see if she knew him, she said no. She told us that the man Elena was with had black hair and grey eyes. She said he was tall, but the owner of the house was a redhead with brown eyes. He wasn’t too tall and was buff. His name was Lynn Alexander, whereas the man my sister saw was a man she called Kai.How could she have disappeared without a trace?Who on earth was this Kai?“I know you didn’t just come here to see me, Lena. What’s going on?”I quickly sat up on my bed when I heard Quinn’s voice.Lena? Was Elena at her place?I heard nothing for some time until Quinn’s voice broke the silence.“Those bastards. I’m suing, I swear.”Elena was there. I was certain.I dialed the police chief’s number. On the third ring, he answered.“Hello, chief.”“Good evening, Mr. Smith. Is ther

ELENA’S POINT OF VIEW Kai would have my head if he were to ever find out I showed myself to Theo. He just wouldn’t take it lightly with me. That was the least of my problems now, though. Alistair was. I was going to meet him tonight with the money I took from him. Not a warehouse. At a club Jay owned in Southern Jochester since he had some men there just in case something was to go wrong. “Alistair will be here in fifteen minutes.” Jay informed me as we got out of the car. Ricky, Kai and I got out of the back and Ari, the front. She wore a short silver dress with a low V-neck and black diamonds around the waist, like a belt. Me, on the other hand, I wore black jeans, and a cropped brown shirt. On my feet were white sneakers. I did not feel the need to dress up because it appeared the guys wanted to stay back for a drink and relax after everything. I didn’t bother to hide my face with my hat because the turned off neon light was a sign that the club did not have people i

ELENA’S POINT OF VIEW I couldn’t move a muscle. Staring at the ceiling in a confused state of mine, I refused to leave my room and see who was at the door. I was in too much shock to move. It was probably Arianna, or one of the guys. As the ringing got too much, irritation replaced my confusion. Why wouldn’t she use her own key to unlock the door?The ringing eventually stopped, and moments later, angry footsteps filled my ears. The door to my room burst open and there, Arianna stood, arms folded over her chest and her lips in a thin line of disapproval. She wore a white skirt, a white tank top and a yellow cardigan. Her usually bright lipstick was softer and a lot more casual.“Why didn’t you get the door?”“My bad. I did not know I was your butler.”She let out a sigh and came to sit beside me on the bed. “You saw the news, didn’t you?”“Yes. Yes, I did.”“So, what will you do?”“Run away to another country and change my name.”It was what I did best, anyway.Here’s the