All Chapters of Kiss me in the crossfire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter Eleven Annika's POV Irritation fills my face as I watch Vivienne walk up to me with a soft smile on her face, as if all was well between us.Nothing irritated me as much as her pretense. “Who the hell did she think she was talking to?” I asked myself, standing still like I was forced to give an audience to her. She looks down to the point where Sloane and my hands were tightly held together. Her smile fades away, and she looks at Sloane as though she could read that she wasn't anything.“I don't know you, do I?” Vivienne asks Sloane.“Clearly you don't.” Sloane didn't flinch by the bullying voice and elegant presence of Vivienne.I gulp my saliva down my throat before I spoke. I know no reason why I feel tense speaking to Vivienne or being in front of her. I was angry, and I was also scared. I wish we could go back in time, and I would never have had to watch her and Ares. It would have been better a rumour than I having to watch.“What do you want?”Laughing oddly, “Uhm, o

Annika's POV Despite knowing how much I want the divorce, I wasn't expecting it to come in that manner. The way Ares presents it to me just doesn't feel right. I am stunned that he had the papers seated in his car all along. I can't wrap my head around why he tried to persuade me to follow him back home when what he truly came for was the divorce.“She's not getting a divorce.” Charles turns and says firmly.Dad knows the repercussions of the divorce more than I could ever understand, but why my joy had to be his bait, I do not understand. I use my hand to wipe my face while I walk back towards Ares.Perhaps, if nothing else was going to go right today, I'd as well take the divorce papers on a platter of Gold as it has come to me.“I have signed it off already. You can sign here, and I never want to set my eyes on you again.” He wore a plain look on his face. Clearly unbothered and not angry. “All the money you will ever need is rightly transferred into this account. That's if you

Chapter FifteenAnnika's POV“Get yourself a life! Miserable old lady.” Sloane turns to the woman and yells. “It's easy to talk about someone else's life and analyse it like they are some fool when you haven't had to sit in their shoes.”The crowd watches Sloane as she speaks, and they remain calm. “What is this supposed to be? Adult Bullying? This shouldn't be the community where words like these are heard. I thought we were all to support one another?” Sloane speaks bitterly. Her house is nearby, and I believe she's familiar with those people who were speaking. I could not bear it as I stood there in their midst. I did not want Sloane to have to fight for me in public, despite appreciating it so much. At least it shows how much they are willing to hear my side of the story when it's someone else standing up for me since I never get the audience to say the right words myself.“Let's get going. I don't want to be here anymore.” I whisper in the back of Sloane's ear as she stands in

Chapter Seventeen Annika's POV“Large amount?” I turn to Susan and then back to Sloane. I don’t know why Susan is asking me such a question or what she might be needing it for.“Yeah. If we want to access these lies that Ares has put in your name on this divorce file, we need some strong connections to be on our side. He sure knows what he’s doing.” Susan walks over, her dark hair pulled into a sharp bun, her lawyer’s eyes already dissecting every line of the document like a surgeon with a scalpel. She places the file down in front of me with more force than necessary.Sloane uses her arm to swipe aside the leftovers on the table, making space for Susan to place the file in front of me. Susan leans closer, tapping the papers with a manicured finger. “He’s structured this so that technically, you’re not divorced until certain financial conditions are met. It’s messy, deliberately messy, so you’ll think you’re walking away with millions but”“But I’m not,” I whisper, because I hadn't

Chapter NineteenAnnika's POVI don't know which is harder. The fact that I'm hunting for a job that I know nothing about and having to smile through them, or the fact that I know how miserable I will be working my ass off in a nine-to-five that I had never seen myself doing.Sloane is sitting in her car, waving at me. Her small face hidden in her bob is joyful as she shines her teeth like a child. “You've got this, and I'd be back for you when you're done.” Her hand moves in the direction of her words as she reminds me, “You are the best candidate for this job. We've rehearsed this many times, and I know that you will get all their credits.” I am not even sure I remember half of what we practiced but I can't help but wave back with a forced smile that I hope doesn't reflect on my face. I wouldn't want to make Sloane feel bad.“Or do you need me to walk you in?” She yells as I move farther from her.I turn and yell, “No!”Rethinking how I yelled, I add, “I mean, you have to attend yo