I walked to my office, guilty of what I had done to Kiara, hanging heavy on my head. I sighed, walked to my seat, and slumped on it, my legs crossed on the table.I stared at the blank computer screen, replaying the hurtful things I had done to her in my mind. The regret I was having was so heavy that it seemed to suffocate me, making it difficult to focus on anything else.My phone rang, but I lacked even the strength to pull it from my pocket and answer the call. The sound of the ringing phone only served as a painful reminder of the mess I had created. Each ring felt like a piercing cry Kiara had released while calling for help for my already burdened conscience."The call might be important." My conscience tried to talk me into answering the call."Damn you, conscience. I am trying to get a grip on myself." I yelled back and then laughed out loud like a maniac when I realized what I had done. "Good, I am now arguing with my conscience."I streched my hand to pull out the phone, bu

The meeting ended as quickly as I had expected. Everyone seemed to be on the same page, and decisions were made efficiently. It was a productive use of our time, and I left feeling satisfied with the outcome. I shook hands with the six gentlemen who sat around the table and expressed my gratitude for their contributions to the meeting.They reciprocated the gesture and emphasized their appreciation for my leadership in facilitating the efficient discussion. I walked out of the conference room feeling a sense of accomplishment and optimism for future collaborations with this group.Sony came after me, files tucked under his arm, and mentioned that he was impressed with how smoothly the meeting had gone. He expressed his confidence in our ability to continue making progress as a team and suggested scheduling a follow-up meeting to further discuss the action items."Since you brought up that, you can ask my assistant to arrange for that follow-up meeting because I have a busy schedule fo

I became pale the moment I turned and saw who was standing behind me. The only thought that washed over me was that I had seen the horror of my life. My heart raced as a chill ran down my spine, leaving me frozen in fear. The figure's menacing presence sent shivers through my body, and I couldn't help but wonder what terrifying fate awaited me.I clenched my fists together, ready to engage in the war if it was about to happen. I swept my gaze over the figure to his sides, and he had done the same thing as me. His fists were clenched so tight that his knuckles had turned as white as paper. How deep was the rage he had for me? I couldn't help but ponder."He is a friend. What if he doesn't want to fight you and it's all in your head?" My wolf asked from the back of my head. I hesitated, contemplating whether I should approach him with fists or calmly.My eyes traveled back to his face, and I could see that the sourness that had kind of worn him like a second skin had dissipated and was

I was at my office and on a video call having a discussion with our foreign investors when the guard from outside rushed in and interrupted the meeting.I glared, causing him to bow his head and mumble sorry. The investors, on the other hand, were already furious and were complaining about my lack of work ethics. I narrowed my eyes at them and raised my hand to shush them. They silently leaned in their chairs, their shoulders slumping back. They remained silent, though they all pursed their lips in anger.I couldn't blame them, though. I would have hated it when someone would end up talking to people in the background or pressing their phones when I was in a call with them. That's what I have been doing since the moment I started talking to them.They were some things that Beta Kelvin had told me and had taken a troll on me. Although three months had passed and nothing had happened, I still couldn't stop myself from thinking deeper into all that. I used to tell myself that if I locked

A call jerked me up from my drowsy state. After rubbing my eyes, I slid my phone across the table and looked at the caller ID.It was Alpha Maseno. How weird? I smirked, swiped the answer button, and raised my hand to press the phone against my ear. “How lucky am I that the son of a demon personally gave me a call? Could it be that his father Lucifer is ascending and inviting people over to his majestic mansion?"He chuckled. "You really like to dream, don't you? But like always, your dreams are just fake and will never come true. I'll always crash them, even before they achieve one percent success." I am not going to lie, but I felt like these words had a deep meaning.I felt like my heart was struck by lightning because it trembled, snatching my breath for a while."Scared? Come on, don't be a sissy. I haven't told you and shown you how I crush on these dreams of yours just yet. You know, Benna, this is something about you that..." he trailed and then continued, "Forget about it.""