MASSIVE BOX FILLED WITH FRUSTRATION

NORA'S POV.Was I a fool for expecting a gift from two mentally unstable couples? Or was I just greedy and stupid?I knew why I wanted gifts from Vionne. Firstly, she was my sister. Secondly, I loved gifts. Thirdly, it was a favor from me to her, to give someone like Nora Wallace—the heir of the Wallace empire.Fourthly and most deadly, I was actually going to use it against her.Yes.But guess what? It went against me.You know, after that good-for-nothing, prideful, handsome dude left.Honestly, from him, as wealthy as he had displayed himself and with what I'd known, the greedy me expected something huge. Massive.Probably, I'd downplay those two and go ahead to take their gifts.But even today, a special day to me, luck wasn't on my side.Guess what Damian's men brought.We were still standing when Damian left the ballroom.It was gift presentation time, and a lot of gifts were coming in.But tell me why I was so interested in Damian's gift?"Sweetie, you won't take a gift from th

I TOOK CARE OF HER WELL, BROTHER

VIONNE'S POVSome Days Later.My memory returned.But my eyes refused to open.I didn't know how long I'd been unconscious, but I was back to life, straight from hell.My head felt heavy, like the whole world had finally found the perfect place inside my skull. The headache was worse than an earthquake. I was still trying to make sense of the pain when muffled, unfamiliar voices filtered through my hazy brain, almost exploding it.I was in terrible condition, but at least I could tell there was a male and a female voice.Where the fuck was I?My sense of smell wasn't working either.My eyes were finally about to open when I heard—“Do you think she's one of his?”“Probably. Still figuring it out.”Something about their conversation made me pretend to be unconscious and keep my eyes shut.Who were these people, and what the hell were they talking about?There was a small pause before a voice asked, “How's she? It's been two and a half days, and she's been like this.”Two days?Did I he

I Wasn't Supposed to Care

DAREIN'S POVMy little kitten, my doe, my fierce queen, has been sleeping for days now. And I have been damn so worried. Damian Callahan, I know, isn't supposed to give a fuck about women, not after what I went through at the hands of those creatures.But here I am.What the hell did Nora drug her with? That messed up her system, this badly. My doctor couldn't even tell what it was. There have been some complications with Vionne, and this makes my heart skip each time I remember her condition.Nora was definitely going to pay for this. Maybe after that, she'd realize who I truly am. I don't think she knows yet.No one ever jokes with anyone close to me. Not even me. Probably Nora's dad wasn't kind enough to brief his daughter about Damian.He should, before it's too late.And Jade? That silly man has been sending a lot of threat messages these past days, concerning leaving a daughter that isn't his. Was she? Those vagabonds don't deserve to live in my thoughts. So I pushed their thoug

THE WORLD IS CRUEL, SO AM I.

DARIEN'S POV I didn't believe it myself. My entire body froze as I processed it. No, I wasn't this heartless. Did I just forget she existed because I was done with whatever I wanted from her? Impossible. Even when it was obvious. Oh, my damn heart. I thought I’d trained you better than this. At the very least, I trained you to behave when it mattered. Act nice. Keep that sweet little act going long enough to keep this girl. Maybe I was way more heartless than I thought. Zayn could probably be right. He'd said that sometimes. But damn it. Obviously, Maddie's fine. Why do I have to care? She's an adult. A grown woman. Old enough to take care of herself. “Ever since the crazy party, I don't think I've seen her,” I told her, feeling a mixture of concern and indifference. I shouldn't be worried. I don't think I should be. I mean, Maddie was obviously resting from everything that happened. Honestly, these past few days had been hell, having to think about some random woman who seem

DADDY, HERE YOUR KITTEN COME.

VIONNE’S POVOkay, I was playing dumb when he entered… I didn't want him to be aware that I heard whatever conversations. Probably, it was high time I started acting smart too.I could be smart too, right? Act stupid, then do big things.Not bad.How I had begun the conversation with him, like a saint... Asked who that person he was conversing with was, like I didn't hear the other one calling him ‘brother.’Like brother? Or was it brethren? I knew this, actually, because the resemblance was mind-blowing.But… wait a second. Why was it so hard for Darien to admit Zayn was his brother? If their brotherly relationship wasn't so good, why was the so-called Zayn in this mansion?I don't think I like him either.Why did Damian send him to give me a phone the other day? Huh, confusing, isn't it?What the hell is going on? What kind of complicated games?I might have slept for ages, but I wasn't a fool.And trust me, my small brain was documenting everything.See this man, casually telling m

DEATH?

VIONNE'S POVAs I walked downstairs, my mind couldn't stop wandering—different thoughts, possibilities, and fear. One of them was: Why does waking up feel scary? Like something shifted in this mansion. Not just something. Something dangerous.It felt really bad. I was heartbroken seeing myself trending online for all the wrong reasons, with some silly videos.This wasn't me. This wasn't the life I wanted for myself. But guess what? My family wouldn't take chances on anything that might make me happy.I trended for good too. I mean, it wasn't easy to make my father's enemy company experience an increase.Bad was more. More was bad.However, this isn't the end.Or is it?And as for Nora? This couldn't just pass. She'd pay for every pain she caused me. Waking up, I realized I needed to put a stop to some bullshit.I didn't have to contemplate it anymore. I didn't have to think about who had added something to my drink.Mischievous Nora Callahan did.I might look weak.But I wasn't weak.