SIXTY ONE Letting You Go

Dakota POV . . I tried to sleep and just forgot everything that I saw that evening, but heck, who was I kidding?! I had already rolled on the bed many times, but still, my mind was wide awake. "Huh?!" I jolted on my bed and sat up, staring blankly at the darkness. There was only one dim lamp serving as my light in my room. Although there were light posts outside the villa, and they were on from the evening till the morning, the navy blue curtains were blocking them from penetrating my room. I wiped the sweat on my forehead and planned to go downstairs to get some water. I remembered I skipped dinner, and now it was past midnight. However, I couldn't feel any hunger at all. I guessed I lost my appetite because of the two annoying jackas*s in the house. Where were they now anyway?! I stealthily crept downstairs and headed to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. I was about to open the fridge when suddenly somebody clamped my mouth and hugged me from behind. I was restrained

Last Updated : 2024-09-25

SIXTY TWO Farewel Dinner at Seafood House

Dakota POV . . "Are you sure about this?" My best friend, Amy Leah, asked me for the nth time. I planned to leave New York for good. I would like to go back to London and just help my brother with the family's business. Warren was now the CEO of Bailey's Enterprise. The business company that was once led by our cousin Liam, Amy Leah's deceased husband, a long time ago. "Yes, Ams, I am very sure about it. And please don't tell your husband about my whereabouts. Although I know for sure that Martin wouldn't mind, I just want to play safe here. Desmond's family is my enemy and Martin... is one of them now!" I took a deep sigh, thinking about everything that happened in my life since I met that gorgeous-looking but as*hole mafia god. Amy Leah sighed. "I think I can't stop you anymore. I'm going to miss you, Kota. Please keep in touch, okay?!" She hugged me tight, and this time, I couldn't help but be emotional. I told myself not to cry in front of her, but I guess that wasn't e

Last Updated : 2024-09-30

SIXTY THREE Painting the Town Red

Dakota POV . . "Why are you leaving? And where are you going?" He clasped my hand that was resting on the table. A sullen look laced on his face. "Dakota, is there something wrong?" "Paul, Martin and I broke up!" I confessed. I pursed my lips to restrain the tears that were about to leak. "I am going back to London. I miss my life there. Also, I want to help Warren run our business!" It was also one of the reasons why I had to go back to my country. I called Warren the other day, and we talked about it. He said he was always swamped with the tasks and responsibilities of running Liam's company, The Bailey International. Aside from having a major in fashion design, I was also interested in marketing. I had a double course when I was studying. It was a grind to the bones, but I could say it was worth it. "Well, what can I say? So, I shall see you there then!" His smile was off the roof, and I was also stunned at his response. "What do you mean? Wait, are you also going t

Last Updated : 2024-10-21

SIXTY FOUR Replacement

Dakota POV . . "Martin?!" Paul repeated with a question. He glanced at the door but there was no one there. "Kota, are you alright?" "Huh?! Oh! Yeah! I am absolutely alright!" Who was he to stop me? He broke up with me after everything that I had done to him. So, who was he to control me now. "Paul, let's dance!" I placed my hands on his shoulders. "Now? Where?" Paul was confused and thought I was just kidding, but when he saw my serious look, he sighed. "You mean on the first floor? Sure, you want to have fun tonight, huh?!" He smiled and intertwined my hand with his. "That's why we are here for, Paul. To have fun. Besides, we're both leaving this place soon, so let's put a lot of memories here, shall we?!" I winked at him, and he just chuckled. We both went downstairs after closing the VIP room and talked to the server to just place our order on the table. Some of the people from the other VIP rooms did the same thing. The music was at its loudest, and the cheers

Last Updated : 2024-10-23

SIXTY FIVE Her Memories at Every Corner

After a couple of months... Martin POV . . I was sitting all alone at this long dining table with the same sumptuous meals being served in front of me. I told Mariana to cook me the same meal every dinner. The meal that Dakota had always loved. The meal that I once hated, but learned to like because of her. She didn't know about that. There was a lot of stuff she didn't know that I hated in my life, but I learned to accept and love it when she was with me. Like this food with onions and garlic. I never liked them ever since I was a kid, but Dakota loved any food that had lots of it. During the course of our relationship, we ate outside and ordered meals with lots of it. At home, Mariana and my other servants would cook food that had garlic and onions, even though they knew I never liked them. Another one was the seaside restaurant or seafood house. She had no idea that she was the owner of that big restaurant in the city These were only a few of the things I did for her. Da

Last Updated : 2025-05-08

SIXTY SIX Her Flight

Dakota POV . . This was the day! I was finished packing my stuff. I was also told that the new owner of my unit would come today. A sigh left my lips as I glanced around. A single tear fell on my cheek upon recalling all the things I had in this apartment. I went to New York to chase my dreams just like a young, single, and aspiring career woman in the world, and this unit had been my nest since. Now, I was going to leave it. All the memories were here, and I was going to get rid of them for good. So, I could start a new life. So, I could move on. So, I could prove to myself that no matter what, I was still standing strong. We lived only once, but we died several times in a lifetime...heartaches! Him! I shook my head as I took my luggage. My other stuff was already downstairs. Amy Leah helped me with the packing, and she made sure that Martin would not know that I was leaving for good. "Tok Tok!" I knuckle-knock on the door disrupted my senses. "Ready?" I smiled at the