Nicholas could feel the repercussions of his actions all around him, the brutal reality of his impetuous behaviour hitting him even harder than Jace's fist had on his face.His heart sank as he looked around at the shocked looks on the women's faces. Because of his unrestrained jealousy and unprocessed feelings, the evening had descended into chaos.Where there once was tranquillity now stood a wall of tension. As Nicholas struggled to reconcile his feelings, realization dawned upon him - things would never be the same again.Seeing the shift in his expression, Kiera did not wait for what was to come and swiftly moved in front of Jace, her protective anger flashing in her eyes."Nicholas, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?" she cried out, the words echoing in the tense silence that followed.Immediately Nicholas tried to salvage what was left of the situation. “Kiera believe me, I did it for you.”Sadly Kiera wasn’t having it. “Me?” she scoffed at his silly excuse. “Nicholas

A flurry of emotions bubbled within Iris as she dialled Kiera's number, silently waiting for the call to be connected.The second Kiera answered it, excitement laced Iris’ voice as the latter congratulated her."Kiera!! I heard you won the exclusive authorization rights for the formula. Congratulations, babe!" she declared gleefully. “Ah, I bet Nicholas is kicking himself now. His returns would be astronomical if he hadn’t pulled his funding."Listening to Iris's voice through the phone, Kiera glanced at Jace, a gentle smile playing on her lips.From the way she first removed the phone from her ears and then brought it back seconds later, Jace could tell who it was without asking.So far, he had come to realize that only a few people could put a smile on Kiera’s face and he was glad to know them all."Iris, I didn’t do all this to prove something to Nicholas," Kiera responded. Her words were laced with a touch of conviction more so to herself as well as clarifying Iris’ thought. "This

Walking into the company, Kiera’s head was held high, her gaze forward, her stride confident as the heels of her shoes clicked rhythmically on the marble floor.Dressed impeccably in a formal green jumpsuit, her golden blonde hair caught the morning sunlight as it cascaded down her back in a tidal wave.Her recent endeavours had not gone unnoticed; winning the exclusive rights to the formula, securing investment, and steering the company through rough waters, she became sort after by companies and looked at with clear admiration by the company's shareholders.All eyes were on her, pride in their gaze, respect etched in their silent nods. When it came to matters of her uncle, the employees, once loyal to him, were now viewing her in a different light as they evaded her uncle to be on her good side.As Kiera reached her office floor, Lisa, rushed towards her. The colour had drained from Lisa's face, her eyes wide with urgency.Sensing something bad must have happened, Kiera's heart sank

Seeing their guest, Jace withdrew a bit, straightening his posture as he turned to face the door where Nicholas was.Similarly, Nicholas stood at the entry of Kiera's sterile hospital room, his heart pounding against his ribs like a wild bird seeking escape.His gaze flitted over Kiera, lying on the stark white hospital bed, her once radiant complexion now sickly pale. It was a sight that could strangle the air from his lungs.And as he stepped into the room, each footfall echoed the trepidation in his heart. A cold gust of wind whispered past him as the door closed behind him, making the situation feel more real.In the room, Jace stood like a towering pillar, his stone-cold gaze fixed on Nicholas. His hands clenched by his sides, his hostility towards Nicholas visible in his stormy eyes.Why was it that each time they faced a situation, they were graced with Nicholas’ presence? It made one wonder if he had chosen to be a leech or something.Dressed in a well-cut suit, Jace tucked hi

~Jace's POV~As I stood there, gazing at Kiera under the moonlit sky, her eyes sparkling like they once did and suddenly memories of our first meeting flooded my mind.The image of a young girl, sitting by the pool, delicate hands caressing the floating petals, was etched in my heart forever. She had captured my attention from the very start, her beauty akin to a champagne rose adorned with dewdrops.At that time, I was a teenager at a dinner party hosted by the prestigious Campbell family. It was a grand affair, filled with adults elegantly dressed, their laughter and conversations filling the air with a drone of mundane banter that held little of my interest.I often found myself stranded at these events, a pawn in the adult world of social networking, my presence serving as a bridge for my parents to engage with other like-minded elites.Seeking solace from the clamour, I made my way towards the pool, drawn to its tranquillity. The water was adorned with a kaleidoscope of floating