All Chapters of Forever Yours : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

11~ " Sir—What… no!” I stammered, my voice trembling as his eyes darkened. The air between us thickened, heavy with anger. His jaw tightened, and I could feel the heat radiating off him, it was sharp, dangerous, and possessive. He took a step closer, his glare pinning me where I stood. Goddamnit Mia, what have you gotten yourself into! “Don’t you lie to me” he growled, his tone was low and threatening. “Sir, I—” I started, but the words froze in my throat as I felt his hand reach up my skin, his fingers brushing against my face before pushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear. The simple touch wasn’t gentle, it was more of a warning. “How he held your waist” he muttered, his hand finding my waist in the same instant, pressing me hard against him. “Didn’t he?” “Y... yes” I stammered, the word barely a whisper. “But it’s not what you’re thinking, he’s your friend, Mr. Mason!” I tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened. He didn’t listen. His expression was un

The following scene contains violence and mild sexual content.13~ I QuitI smiled, walking them off to the car."I hope I wasn't that hard, my princess?" Enzo asked, his tone playful."What... no, Enzo" I laughed. "It's barely visible." My hands trailed my neck, rubbing the almost invisible mark he left."I'll see you again, Mason" he winked at Sir Mason before turning to me, sweeping my hands into his."And most definitely, you." He placed a soft kiss on my hand - the kind of kiss that lingers in one's memory, and then climbed into his car."Bye, Mia. You're not so boring, you know" Bryson added, earning a glare from me. He hopped into the white Rolls-Royce parked behind Enzo's Mercedes."Goodbye, Jess" Sir Mason said, storming off into the house, leaving the seductive lady baffled, half dazed. She sighed, not before shooting me a fake smile, then joined Bryson in the car.I waved, watching them leave, their vehicles disappearing slowly into thin air.What a night...I hummed softly

15~ I need you Goddamnit, I quickly turned, avoiding his gaze. "What the hell?" I whispered to Chelsea, who smirked from her seat. She was obviously enjoying the show. I grabbed my phone, instantly messaging her. *Look, I don't know how you wanna do this, girl... I'm going home!.* I typed furiously, gesturing for her to look at her phone. *Girl!!!... The guy is so hot. Damn, gurllll... Is he a model or something? I wish I was the one sitting beside him, Ahhhh!!! :)* She replied, her eyes lifting slightly to have a look at him, the same man sitting behind me. Then it hit me that she didn’t even know what Mason looked like. She basically just saw a hot guy and told me to look —who, unfortunately, happened to be Mason. Mason Cyrus. Do you even have any idea who he is? :) I typed. The reply came almost instantly. *Uhm, pardon me for seeing a Greek god and telling my so-called friend to take a look. Dummy, if I had any idea who he was, I wouldn't be texting you right now... Pfft

17~ Come BackMASON’S POV“Come to the fifth floor. Right now.”I dropped my phone and pulled on my shirt.“Evening, sir” he said as he walked in.I could see a hint of fear flash across his face. Well… I’m fuckin’ used to it.“Mia Harper”“Sir?”“Get me her contact, and most importantly, her address” I demanded.“Yes, sir” he replied quickly before gently closing the door behind him.That girl.“I’ll find you, and I’ll get you...no matter what it takes” I muttered, grabbing my liquor.______MIA’S POVMy breath hitched.What is he doing here—and most importantly, how did he know Chelsea’s house?A rush of feelings gushed through my body. I was excited…yet afraid.Wait... I hope he didn’t see me with Enzo.“Hi” I said, clutching my dress as it slid slightly off my shoulders.The room was dark and cold. A part of me had somehow felt his presence long before I even saw him. His hands were deep in his pockets, his was expression unreadable and dark, yet it still made my heart skip.“What

19~ Sorry "Mia!!! Come get me!" Jere screamed, his tiny legs racing across the park as he broke free from our parents’ hands. "I'm coming!" I laughed, my small milk teeth flashing as I chased after him. "Careful, Mia. Jere, you'll disrupt their photoshoot," Mum gently scolded, though Dad only laughed. "They’re growing up so fast" he said, wrapping an arm around her waist as they strolled behind us. "Hey!" the cameraman snapped when we ran across his frame, ruining his shot. "Let them be, they’re kids" a woman’s soft voice responded. She was tall, beautiful… but it was her eyes, a mix of green, blue and brown. They were gentle, strikingly different from others I've seen. I skidded to a halt and ran back to her. She stood beside a man and a little boy who peeked at me from behind her leg. "You’re boo-boe-ba!" I giggled with my half-broken baby teeth. She smiled warmly, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. "So are you, darling." "Hi" I mumbled shyly, sucking my finger