Todos los capítulos de Wingless: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 29

21. Insane ObsessionZeph's POVOn my desk were plans for the next ZAC Innovations jet, a deal to expand the Z-Fire, and some stock papers that needed careful consideration. However, my head was occupied with thoughts of Ximara Lyris Adler, who had flown to Argentina for a Rowan Architects project.Despite my strict businesslike nature, I couldn't help but feel like I was losing my sanity while she was gone. To suppress my feelings of restlessness, I tried to be productive at work by signing more contracts and negotiating deals. Even when I visited my Nightfall club or flew to Russia to discuss flights to South America, my mind wandered around Ximara.I resisted the urge to follow, knowing it was insane. My life was a machine, but Ximara was chaos, and her image has stuck with me since that night on her balcony. When I got the news of Ximara leaving for Argentina, I tried hard not to follow her, but I couldn’t stay away. I needed to see her, or I'd lose my mind.After three days, I su

23. Denied HelpXimara's POV“Zeph!” When I called, he paused, his head tilting slightly as his piercing gaze met mine. He was probably wondering how I knew his name, but that can wait.Right now, I needed his help.He turned to face me, one brow raised. “Yes?” he asked, frowning."Could you please drop me home?" I know you are going that way, and my bike broke down. I have been—""Oh, so now you want me to drop you off at home, huh?" he interrupted, mockingly repeating my request.I nodded quickly, trying to ignore the sting of his sarcasm.He crossed his arms and moved closer, his expression becoming cold. "Is this your strategy? Pretending to be helpless so you can entice men and play the victim?"He smirked, but his words incited a rage within me that I had no idea I possessed.“What’s that supposed to mean?” I shot back, glaring at him. I knew exactly what he was implying, and if he truly believed it, I was ready to slap some sense into him.“Oh, come on. I know you, Ximara,” he

25. RuthlessZeph's POVAt ZAC Innovations, my office was designed to be unbreakable. However, it felt like the walls were closing in, as if something had already slipped through.Someone leaked our jet designs to the vultures at Aeroflights. I couldn't stop thinking about it. Designs for which I had made enormous sacrifices were leaked.Tyler entered the room as I paced it, feeling betrayed and angry."I got him," he said, dropping a large file on my desk.I reached for it without thinking and opened it. Mid-level engineer Evan Kessler was not well-known at the company. The kind of person who thought he could simply disappear."Where is he?" I asked, my voice tightening as I gripped the file.Tyler stayed calm. “In the basement, I picked him up an hour ago.”Then, almost casually, he added, “He quit ZAC over a month ago. Probably thought that would keep him off our radar.”He was wrong. When I say I want to find someone, I don’t care how long it takes or what it takes; you bring them

27. RageZeph's POVI was pacing around my room after finishing my shower when the doorbell rang. I looked at my watch; it was past 9:30 p.m. My first thought was Tyler. He might have received the information I requested, but he wouldn't have unexpectedly arrived. It was not his style.I put on a T-shirt and track pants and headed for the door. I froze the moment I opened it.Alister stood there, visibly rattled. My stomach twisted."Is everything okay, Mr. Alister?" I asked right away, and before I could stop myself, worry crept into my voice."Zeph, I need your help," he said in a strained voice."Of course. What happened?" I asked quickly, stepping aside to allow him in. "I hope it's nothing serious. You look... troubled."He nodded vaguely, as if trying to collect his thoughts. "Remember the other day when I asked you to drop off some legal documents for me?""Yes," I answered slowly, keeping a close eye on him. Where was this going?"Well, I need to see the lawyer again. Somethin

29. Settling DebtZeph's POVI thought throwing punches and slamming the sandbag into the ground would take the edge off. It might keep things from boiling over.All I could see was Ximara shaking, broken, angry, and bleeding behind her eyes.Even if I didn't press the knife against her wrist, I could have been the one to hand it her. And I can't shake the guilt. Her words weren’t just grief. They were truth. Somewhere along the line, I became another ghost haunting her.She did not attempt suicide solely for Remus' sake. She also did it because of me.Unable to concentrate, I went back to my office and sat at my desk. I kept clicking my pen and stabbing it against the paper, pretending it was him—the bastard who thought he could touch what was mine. My peaches. My only goddamn softness.I didn’t have to wait long. My phone turned on."Sir," Tyler responded. "We have Remus. I've got him in the basement. There are no scratches, as you requested."I didn’t answer. That was the call I ha