Semua Bab Love is War: But I'd bleed for you: Bab 71 - Bab 75

THIRD PERSON POV Jeffrey stood in front of Kyla’s apartment door. The lock clicked softly, and the door creaked open a second after he rang. Kyla stood there in a black tube top and tailored suit pants, clearly in the middle of getting dressed for the day. Her hair was pinned back loosely, eyes sharp as they scanned his expectant face. Jeffrey didn’t say a word. He stepped inside, brushing past her gently, and walked straight to the couch. He sat, leaned back, and stared quietly at her back as she shut the door behind her. “You can keep getting ready,” he said, voice low. “I wouldn’t want to interrupt.” Kyla glanced at him over her shoulder, her mouth twitching slightly like she almost smiled. “Don’t worry about it,” she said calmly. “What’s wrong?” Jeffrey looked at her for a moment, then finally spoke. “A few days ago, I got a call. They said you were taken.” His tone was blunt. “What was that about? Where were you?” Kyla paused, her hand resting on the back of a chair. For a

THIRD PERSON POVConnor had not meant to find her.He started wandering about after his father, Astor, had vanished into some three hour long business meeting upstairs, and the grand halls of the lounge felt too cold and too quiet.So, he took a wrong turn. Or a right one, considering how he looked at it.He noticed a dark room and the door was slightly ajar, he was about walking past when he heard the clicking of an object. Curiosity had the better of him and he peeped inside.Three large screens were the only source of light in the room, and someone backed him in a gaming chair, tapping away at the keyboard. He moved in quietly and realized it was Megan. The glow from the monitors bathed her face in soft blue light, her brows furrowed in focus. She didn’t even notice that someone else was in the room. The screen displayed different codes and symbols that looked like something encrypted.“What are you doing?,” Connor drawled.Megan jumped slightly and spun around in her chair. “Jesu

JEFFREY “What's wrong?” I asked. He didn’t react like he heard me or say a word. He just sat there, with his eyes locked on mine like I was the only thing anchoring him to the moment. But somehow, I understood. I could feel the weight behind his silence and the things he didn’t know how to explain. Lately, it felt like I was stuck in that same confusing loop. But this time at least… he came to me. He chose me. I stood and walked slowly toward him. My heartbeat was loud in my chest, but my fingers were steady as I reached for his chin and tilted his face up, my thumb brushing along his jaw. His eyes never left mine. For a brief moment, my brain scolded me wondering what I was doing right now. But when I looked down at his soft, familiar lips. I knew and wanted this more. I straddled his thighs, grounding myself in the strength of his body under mine. My fingers curled into the knot of his tie, I tugged it loose and leaned in, and let my lips brush his in a little tease. The kis