All Chapters of Wet Nights : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Shemika's POV"You really didn't see him?" I asked again, softer this time."I didn't," she said. But she still wouldn't meet my eyes.Before I could push further, my phone buzzed against the table. I picked it up lazily, expecting one of the girls from the club-or maybe Lexi wanting to make sure I was keeping my mouth shut.But the name on the screen stopped my breath.It was Bishop.He just messaged me.I stared at the screen, reading the message twice before my fingers twitched."What were you doing there, Shemika? I thought I asked you to stop prying... What were you doing there? At the club." The message read.My heart dropped into my stomach.The fork slipped from my fingers, hitting the plate with a loud clatter that made Synn flinch."What is it?" she asked immediately.I didn't answer. My eyes were already scanning the room, my neck stiff as I checked every corner, every shadow, even the ceiling."Was he watching me? Right now?" I thought.What the hell did I just read?How d

Shemika's POVI really don't care if he ended up hurting me, I just know that I'll feel more stupid if I didn't do this-if I didn't go after him to see his face clearly and maybe challenge him.I tripped as I rushed out of the elevator but I didn't care, nobody was around to see me anyway. The entire room in the penthouse was practically empty, everybody was downstairs, so I didn't waste much time on my knees as I fell, I simply pulled myself together and lifted myself up. I didn't stop running, I kept storming towards the rooftop like I was assigned a mission there.By the time I reached the rooftop, he was gone.The wind was sharp and cold against my skin, carrying an eerie kind of silence. I looked around frantically-no footsteps, no shadow, nothing."FUCK!" I screamed out loud."Where did he go? Goddammit!" I shouted, still breathing heavily, almost finding it hard to catch my breath.I ran my hand into my hair and angrily kicked my foot forward.Fuck, I thought I could find some

Shemika's POV "You didn't explain," I said quietly, almost not too interested in the matter anymore. "She came to me crying about shit and just like that she tried to force herself. I shoved her away but I didn't mean to hurt her. I felt bad for pushing her down, so I just wanted to apologize to her and then you walked in. Nothing was happening, I swear to you, Shemika." Bishop explained, eyes wide open in desperation to be believed. "Nothing is going on, Shemika. If there was, I'd tell you." He added smoothly. I stared into his eyes. He looked sincere. But between the dead performer, the man on the rooftop, and the button still in my pocket, I didn't know what to believe anymore. "I shouldn't have come tonight," I murmured. "Why not?" he asked. I didn't answer. My eyes fell to my plate. My stomach growled softly, betraying me. "Eat something," he said gently. "You've had a rough day." I finally picked up my fork and took a bite. The food was warm, rich, and comforting.

Shemika's POVAfter the guards pleaded with me and for the fact that they were right there on their knees apologizing to me despite I was the one who hit them, I didn't even press any further.I got tired, and I realized there was no way those guards were going to let me through that door. I wondered what Bishop might have threatened them with for them not to have shifted a bit from the door. They stood there like two immovable mountains, unwavering, polite but firm, and it drained me so badly. So, with clenched fists and a heart pounding with frustration, I spun around sharply and stormed back up the stairs. My legs moved fast, each step heavier than the last, and my heels clicking furiously against the marble floor as I reached my room.I didn't stop until I got into my room, and as soon as I entered, I slammed the door shut behind me. I banged it so hard that the sound echoed through the luxurious hallway, loud enough to shake the scary silence, causing the chandelier above to rat

Bishop's POVI looked at Shemika, still confused, trying to process the incident she had just described. I was just shocked why on earth would such a thing happen and Sinner didn't even bother telling me about it.What's even his goddamn job in that penthouse?Shemika wouldn't lie to me if nothing like this ever happened.My eyes slowly dropped to the floor, and I shook my head softly. My jaw clenched a little, still visibly shocked.I was lost in my head, thinking and reminiscing past every other thing that might have been happening in the penthouse and I knew nothing about.I think at this point, I'll have you bring Sinner in for questioning. There's a lot I'd like to know, and of course, he has a lot to answer to.After a long time of thinking and debating within myself, I finally stood up and without saying much, I told Shemika I'd be heading back to the club already."I'll be leaving now, please don't cause a scene anymore, the maids will provide you with everything you need." I