“What do you mean Lorenzo?” Tinsely asked him through teary eyes, and when he tried to touch her, she moved backward. Right now, their relationship hanging in the balance and the tension between them was discernible, and Lorenzo knew he had to say something. Taking a deep breath, he said to her with a heavy heart. “I... I didn't mean it that way... "Lorenzo," Tinsely's voice cracked, it was already trembling as she asked him. "What do you mean by taking a break? Are you... rejecting me? Are you breaking up things with me? Lorenzo's eyes dimmed with concern as he saw the tears welling up in Tinsely's eyes, and he felt bad for hurting her feelings. He urgently replied to her, "No, Tinsley, that's not what I meant at all, okay? I didn't express myself properly, and I'm sorry if I hurt you."“Then what do you mean?!” Tinsely shouted at her him as her heart ached, she was struggling to understand his words. She felt a mix of emotions right now; confusion, sadness, and a deep fear of

*STAR-BUCKS CAFE* The quaint café buzzed with the gentle hum of chats of the people, clattering cutlery, chaperoned by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee looming through the air. The pale ray of the morning sun jetted through the windows, radiating amiable rays onto the patrons dispersed across the comfortable space.In a confidential niche closer to the window, Lorenzo was sitting with his barren eyes looking at the passing pedestrians outside. Seated opposite him him was Lucinda who reluctantly joined him, her expression was mirroring a mixture of discomfort and resentment. She despised Lorenzo so much, and the fact that he, her rapist, was now mated to her own sister only stepped up her contempt for him.Lorenzo turned his head to Lucinda, intently breaking the uneasy silence. "Lucinda, I wanted to talk to you about what happened all those years ago," he said, his voice filled with a mix of tension and genuine curiosity.Lucinda's eyes narrowed, and she let out a bitter chuckle

Honey and Tems lay entangled in the soft embrace of the bed, their breaths mingling in the air. The room was dimly lit, radiating flickering shadows across their entangled bodies. After their passionate make-out session, Tems's voice cracked the silence, his voice filled with curiosity."Why are you here, Honey?" he asked, his voice deep and tinged with a hint of uncertainty. He was peering into her eyes, digging through for answers.Honey hesitated for a moment, her gaze fixed on a distant point at the wall. Hence, she took a deep breath, steeling herself for the truth she was about to share with him. "Well, I came here for revenge," she eventually revealed, her voice barely above a murmur.Tems's eyebrows furrowed, his surprise was very apparent. "Revenge? But if I may ask... on whom?" Tems raised a question, his voice laced with a mix of perplexity.Honey's eyes met his, blinking with a fire fueled by a painful memory. "Alpha David," she spoke, her voice quivering with a mix of

*THE-CITY* Tinsley was sitting in the backseat of the taxi, and her eyes were fixed on the passing cars and the bustling city beyond. The familiar streets buzzed by in a blur as the taxi drove ahead. However, her mind was far from the sights and sounds around her. She couldn't shake the feeling of immense longing for Lorenzo. Yes, the decision she took had been difficult, but deep down, she knew it was the right thing to do.Just as the taxi pulled up the apartment building, Tinsely immediately snapped out of her trance. In a slow manner, she passed the driver some cash, then thanked him softly before stepping out of his taxi. Gathering her luggage, she bucked up her head at the familiar facade of the apartment. The sky cast a soft golden glimmer, but there was an unusual silence in the air.Tinsley was hesitating for a moment before stepping through the open door, she wondered how Lucinda and Rosalie would react when they sees her... However, the silence she met inside the hous

*DEVOTED DESIGNS-COMPANY* Tinsley had gone home after leaving the hospital, she took her bath and changed into something casual yet professional. Right now, she is sitting in the back of the taxi, her mind whirling with a mix of anticipation and anxiety as she thought about her impending encounter with Lorenzo. How would she face him in the company? Unconsciously, her hand wandered to the mark on the nape of her neck, tracing its shape as the memories of that fateful night stuck in her mind. He had looked at her with immense adoration and with their bodies linked. His mark on her neck was an endless reminder of the intense passion and connection they had shared that fateful night —it was vivid and overwhelming. However, now, circumstances had forced them apart, and she wasn't certain how to navigate the new dynamic between them.Just as the taxi made its way through the bustling streets, Tinsley stared out of the window, she was watching how the cars pass by in a blur. All of