ALEXA’S POV “What are you doing? Leave me!”. I said as I struggled even more. He ignored not only my protests but my struggles as well. And once we were in his room he backed me against a wall once and leaned into me so we were mere inches apart. To say the whole situation was unnerving would be an understatement, but the proximity, to say it was alluring would be a bigger understatement. “You have two options, Alexa, take it off or I rip it off”. He said to me. And for some reason a sweet surge shot to my core and rippled through the pit of my stomach. I panted heavily as I stared up at him with tears still streaking down my cheeks.“Why….why are you being so mean?”. I asked him.“You’re making me be like this”. He answered. I sniffled quietly as I deliberated on what to do, was I to let down my pride and do as he said or was I to push him to his limits and test his savagery? A lump formed in my throat and the pit of my stomach begun hitting up as I thought about the latter, fo

Third person's pov It was Monday, Alexa had Calan had left for the office like always and Alexa had gone to school where she met an excited Sasha who had squealed about Alexa's life like a movie in which she wanted to be a part of, Rayne had watched quietly while shaking his head amusedly every now and then. "Buy the party was lit though". He said after Sasha had finally stopped the drama. Alexa sighed. "It's a shame you couldn't make it". Sasha said. "And I'm not surw the others would like to invite you to their parties since it kind of seemed like you blew this invitation off". Alexa nodded. "What if....i throw my own party?". She asked them. And a dark and deviant smile curved Rayne's lips. "You're finally thinking like the man". He said. "It's not....exactly my idea but....". She said quietly. "What'd you think?". Sasha nodded quickly with a bright smile. "Trust me, it's gonna be a blast, everyone's gonna turn up". She said. Alexa couldn't help but worry still, it was

Third person’s pov Not much had been said after Micheal had left them alone, Calan had simply asked her if she needed some sometime to fully gather her bearings before they left and she had nodded. And after sometime; when she was sure she wouldn’t lose her balance from the throbbing in her head she let him know and he informed the nurse who gave her some pills to take before going to bed. And in the car she sat with her head leaning against the closed window even though Calan had tried to get her to lean against him instead. It wasn’t like she was mad at him or something, she just didn’t feel like talking to him or anyone else, not even Micheal, perhaps it was herself she was angry at, perhaps she was angry that it took having such a humiliating talk with her husband and his best friend to get her to straighten up. She let out a tired breath before brushing her hair from her face, she couldn’t wait to get home and get some sleep. “Are you upset?”. Calan asked her, his voice was

ALEXA’S POV I tried not to gawk as I stepped into the grand workspace which was Calan’s office; it was darkly furnished and even more captivating than the rest of the building, understandably so since he was the boss here. And for a moment all I did was stand at the entrance staring at everything and nothing in particular, it was all so awkward, so….weird. “Come on”. He said on noticing that I hadn’t moved from the door. I cleared my throat quietly and nodded. I followed him further into the office and settled down on a couch when he asked me to. “Did you have breakfast?”. He asked as he settled down beside me. I nodded. “Good to know”. He said. “I like your outfit, you look…..”. His gaze raked over me once more as he probably thought about what to say. “Different?”. I asked him. He nodded. “Yes, older”. He said. Older? Was I to take that as a complement? I cleared my throat once more, I truly didn’t know what to say. “Older, as in…matured”. He elaborated. Matured

Third person’s Point of View“You should be hungry”. The words left Calan’s lips quickly as he turned around and begun heading out. He truly couldn’t explain how he was feeling at the moment, he couldn’t describe what it was that he had felt just now, it had been too much, too intense, it was something a man like him who despised hassles never wanted to feel again. It was no secret that over the last two years he had forced Layla into a dark and quiet corner of his mind, that he had tried to move on with his life as though she had never been in it. He had gotten rid of almost everything that reminded him of her because the guilt he felt when thinking about her was always too much, too consuming. HE wasn’t necessarily a good person and he hadn’t been the perfect lover to her, but she had been everything to him, she had been everything he wanted her to be, she had been loyal, patient, she had been caring and understanding, she had played the role of nurse more times than once, and h