Twisted Navigations

Chapter 21Milan, Italy.AlinaI stare at the brown envelope in his hands before looking up at him with a raised brow.“What’s this?”“An invitation.”His response is cold and short and the irrational part of me is nagging at me to go ahead and leave but even if I do that, I doubt he’ll let me go so easily.“It sure does look like one. What invitation is it?” I ask, glancing down at my watch. I’m almost late for classes and if I don’t get going, I may not have to chance to see my professor one last time.Pulling my lips in between my teeth, I look up at him to find him already staring at me. His gaze is so intense that heat courses through my veins and shivers run down my spine at the same time.“Where are you headed?”“It’s none of your business.” I snap, shooting him a glare. “Are you going to tell me what invitation this is? I’m in a hurry,”When I think he’s going to respond, he doesn’t and tugs at my hand open instead, dropping the envelope in it. I stare at it for a while and d

His Wife’s Bodyguard

Chapter 22Milan, Italy.AlinaArcher shoots me a wide grin and I roll my eyes, pulling out a seat in front of him.He beckons on a waiter as I sit down, clutching his phone tightly. The way he’s grinning from ear to ear is shocking and mesmerizing at the same time.Archer isn’t the kind of man who likes to smile with all his teeth or does it ever reaches his eyes unless we’re talking about ourselves. But his smile today is quite very different and I’m a bit worried.“What would you like?” He asks when the waiter makes it to our table.My eyes dart between him and the young server, a curious smile forming on my lips. “A cannolo and a cup of tea is fine, thank you.”Archer clicks away on his phone as I say out my order.“What’s going on with you?” I ask as soon as the waiter leaves, dropping my bag on the table.He looks up at with another wide grin and shakes his head, leaning into the chair as he flicks his phone with his fingers. I rest my elbows on top of the table and fold the bac

Unpleasant Surprises

Chapter 23: AlinaMilan, Italy.“Excuse me?” I clench my teeth and send a glare towards Adrian, holding Archer back. I glance up at him to see him already see him staring down at me with confusion etched on his face.Rising up to my feet, I stand in between the two men and turn to Archer, holding him by the arm. “I’ll be back in a second, please,” I say and let him go, turning to face Adrian before walking away, tugging at his hand.When we’re finally out of Archer’s sight, I fold my arms over my hip and exhale deeply, closing my eyes briefly in frustration.“What do you think you’re doing?” I hiss, glaring at him.He gives me an indifferent look and shoves his hands into his pockets, his jaw ticking with annoyance.“What does it look like?”“An embarrassment! Why the hell are you following me around?” My tone is sharp and firm, annoyance oozing out of every word.He glances over at Archer before looking back at me with a raised brow, anger flashing in his eyes. “Who is he?”“None

Inferno Of Emotions

Chapter 24Milan, Italy.AlinaI run my fingers through my hair in frustration, grabbing a handful and screaming into the pillow for a few seconds until my voice threatens to crack. Pulling my face out of the pillow, I let go of my hair and sit upright, smoothening it with a palm as a soft sigh escapes my lips.Luckily enough for me, Archer got a work call and har to leave right before I can racking my brain for an answer, giving me the opportunity to escape the moment. He didn’t leave without a threat, scheduling the talk for another time.It’s been a few hours since I got back into this house and ready to confront Adrian, but he left immediately he dropped me off, leaving me with pent up anger and frustration. I peel the covers off my body and swing my legs on the edge of the bed, walking over to the vanity table to grab my phone before heading out of the room, stomping harshly on the stairs as I make my way down to the kitchen. The clanking of pots rings through the empty space of

Cute, Little Drunk

Chapter 25Milan, Italy.Alina.I pour myself another shot and down it immediately, the burn sizzling down my throat. The empty bottle lay aimlessly on the table and two other shots glasses lay besides it, the one I just drank from in front of me.My temples pulsates with s splitting headache and I clutch my head, pushing my fingers into my hair to tug at it in attempts that it’ll help with the pain. It doesn’t. Anxiety washes over me and I pause, groaning for the umpteeth time as I resist myself from going to pick up another bottle of vodka. A small movement in the corner of my eyes catches my attention and I rise up from my seat, swaying from side to side. I dig my fingers into the edge of the table to press down on it to steady myself, burping and scrunching my nose in disgust at the smell of alcohol emanating from my mouth.I take slow steps towards the entrance door and open it, closing my eyes instantly as the cold, evening air hits my face. Dragging in a deep breath, my eyes s

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Twisted Navigations

His Wife’s Bodyguard

Unpleasant Surprises

Inferno Of Emotions

Cute, Little Drunk