- HAZEL -I'm stuck in a spot here. After my recent conviction, I finally know what to write in my book. I'm just writing my story in a third person's pov or narrative point of view, in my opinion, while switching a few things or making a few tweaks here and there. Trust me, it helps. I leaned my arms back a little for a stretch. I'm sat on my chair which is tucked in my reading table and working on this new hobby of mine. It actually is a relaxing way to pass time. I'm actually enjoying this. What I do not understand is how I'm stuck with a question mark in my story. Maybe just because even the author doesn't know what happens next. 'Is it 'Marriage rules and regulations' she read or is Elaine just stuck in her head again and imagining things?' I read the last few lines of the rough draft in my chapter. 'Or does Elaine want to believe there's a loop hole she's completely blind to which could make her act as she likes? Without any form of guilt? That's something she'll never know

- KILLIAN -"Make sure this gets to the said address." I said to the delivery man. I'm not stupid to send a real one, he'll get killed, that's why one of my men is the decoy. If S thought he could go behind my back and act on his own, I see no reason not to do the same. I dip my hand in my pocket and picked up my cell phone. The first thing I did once my screen was unlocked was head to my contact list. The first name in my call logs is Asami's, I'll probably regret doing this but I guess there's no other option. I clicked on her name, ringing her line. The phone rang for a few seconds with me tapping my foot on the floor. "It'll be a waste if you're asleep, Asami. You'd be missing all the fun." I whispered, staring at the sky, waiting for the next ring. "Miss me that much already?" Her voice slid into my ears. That trickster was on the line the whole time. "I'll let you dream, Asami." I responded. I heard a soft breath and a series of footsteps before a gentle thud. My assumptio

- KILLIAN -S received my gift. As expected, it ended nicely. Just the way I wanted it to. S' reaction pleased me very much then we came to make a deal. Just because he chooses to go behind a mask yet knows who he's working with doesn't give him the upper hand. I'm an Ivanov, with or without They, I will succeed with whatever I am pursuing. I always have and I always will. I wash my face with the water I got in my hand from the sink tap. The past few days have not been nice to me. Liam revealed the accounts of my father's business and something was wrong. It seems like we've been getting robbed under our noses and our father's legacy was close to bankruptcy. I hate that I have to be here in such a crisis but I have no choice. I slam my fist on the sink and heard a snap. I must've hit it a little too hard. I lowered my gaze and noticed the crack on the sink, it'll be repaired once it's noticed anyway. I turned the tap off and stared at my reflection in the mirror. My face is dripping

- KILLIAN - My fists clenched as I watched him take her away. My blood boils and it takes all the strength in me to stop myself from doing something unreasonable. Why does seeing her with someone else when I'm keeping her at arms length pierce me to my soul? I'm freaking engaged yet this gets on my nerves more than anything has for a very, very long time. Hazel is gone with that man but I'm still looking at the door where they walked out of. I wonder how she knows him. Of course she knows other males apart from me. "Professor Killian, a student is injured here." Someone called my attention, breaking my reverie. I glanced at the side then at the floor where the student sat with the support of others. It's Kate. I did not even see her.... I didn't notice she fell. My focus was on someone else and that makes me madder. I knelt down to attend to Kate. "Are you okay?" I ask, trying to sound as concerned as I could while putting my hand beneath her to raise her up. Kate slapped my ar

- KILLIAN - Kate wasn't who I wanted to see and seeing her didn't make me feel any better. Maybe getting on her good side was a benefit but I feel uneasy. My body is restless and the only name I can think of that makes me feel this way is Hazel. That girl has bewitched my mind and won't even let me look at her. She's keeping her distance and it's messing with me. I run my hand through my hair in frustration. Knowing she'd rather be with that blonde than around me is aggravating. I am the reason she's injured. She bumped into me and I am fucking worried but she's avoiding me like a plague. I took a deep breath, pacing in front of the bench, while waiting for the rest of the team. I just hope I get to see her after practice. I scoffed. To think that before now, I was pissed off about something else is amazing. I heard people chatter along with approaching footsteps and turn to the side. It's my team alright. They're making their way here. I raised my hand up a little to stare at t