I took a deep breath as I sat across from Jordan. In front of me was a glass filled with water, and the other was filled with apple juice, my favourite.He stared at me intently and then look behind me again, where from what I heard, Rhysand was approached by a man and asked him to speak.Jordan looked at me with furrowed brows. "There's no way you two happen to have the same plan, right?""He insists on coming with me." I took a deep breath as Jordan's expression slowly revealed his displeasure. "Rhysand was there when you called me."Jordan wanted to say something more about it but somehow he stopped his intention. I took a glass of mineral water and drank it halfway to moisten my dry neck. Jordan looked at me without saying anything. I think he feels the same way that I do. Didn't have the words to start or was too scared to start.So I put down my glass and started to brave myself by saying, "What about Claudia?" I swallowed. "What about your baby?"Jordan's expression was unpredi

The dealings of Rhysand meeting with his parents didn't bother me at all. What bothered me was that I couldn't get out of my own room. I mean I'm really stuck.I can't even get down to the floor below this floor to eat my lunch. Instead, Ron brought a lunch for me.The hope that I wouldn't be bothered by Rhysand after breaking up with Jordan didn't come true.Fuck.How could all of Rhysand del Millero's matters affect my activities?I snorted in annoyance at Ron who was relaxing in the chair opposite me. He was still casually staring at his phone. "Could you, very clearly, tell me why I have to be cooped up here?" I asked, before continuing again. "I have absolutely nothing to do with your big boss."Ron looked at me from behind his device, raising an eyebrow. "Hmm, you weren't before, but now that's changed."Realized that what he said made no sense at all. I frowned. "Why would that be? I don't think I've ever had anything to do with Rhysand del Millero."Ron took a shaky breath. "O

He followed me as I walked out of his room to get my coffee that was left in the kitchen.I don't want you to see her again, if she's still here. He said when I balked at what he did.The attention of the employees who were so attached to us as we walked towards the kitchen made me guess what their thoughts were. Do they think that we have a special relationship? Or worse, they thought I was one of Rhysand's women?I sighed. I try not to care what people think because in reality it's not true.I'm nobody but Rhysand del Millero's personal assistant."Suddenly I want coffee." Rhysand said from behind me as we entered the kitchen, and how relieved I was to find no one here but my coffee still on the table. "You can make it for me. If you mind, Princess."That name again..I just nodded and walked over to the counter to do as he said. I pulled the glass from the cupboard, and tore off the coffee packet."No sugar." Whisper right in my ear made me choke.Rhysand wrapped his arms around my

I wasn't so drunk last night that I can still remember where Rhysand took me, remember what he did to me and how I felt about it. How does it feel to be touched and how do I enjoy it. I took a deep breath as I stared at the wide glass wall in front of me.I've been sober since fifteen minutes ago and still keep quiet to pick up the remnants of my sanity that's been scattered somewhere. And I'm not in Rhysand's VVIP club room anymore, but in his penthouse. I'm sure, instead of leaving me to Reagan and Rafaella, he brought me here last night.They must be looking for me. And the asshole man is still sleeping with steady breathing behind me who is lying on his side. His arms wrapped tightly around my stomach, his face was on the nape of my neck and his legs locked onto mine. And I'm just wearing the big shirt he wears on me when I'm unconscious. No underwear, just like some time ago when I was sick.This is another reason I didn't move at all the first time I woke up. I didn't want to wa

"I know. How can I possibly tell them the truth when they hate the idea of ​​going back home and doing nothing?" I heard Maven's harsh sigh. "I don't want to scare them."I stopped behind the wall that led to the entrance to the large room forrelax while overlooking the view of New York."We can still look for alternatives, Dad. After all they already have a lot of people around them—keep them as far away as possible."I frowned when I realized he was talking to Dad. Curious about what their serious conversation was about, I drew closer. Stepping into a large closet to store various miniature objects from his favorite superhero."I was just waiting for the right time to tell them the truth. I didn't lie to them."I really don't understand what Maven and our dad are talking about."Shit, it's just going to get worse." Maven growled. "Let me do it. You don't have to worry about anything."Maven's voice was getting further and further away and I cursed inwardly because I couldn't hear th