Chasing Back What's Mine Novels & Stories

Please succeed from the tasks I've given to you, I might lose my track before the engagement will happen. I pressed the gemstone and closed my eyes firmly. I need to find him...I need to find Pursues.

"But I don't remember where that is." "None of us do," I said, reaching out to take her hand. As I touched her, the violet light in my veins surged, and for a second, I saw her home. I saw a small house with a blue door and a garden filled with unruly lavender. "But we’re Bankers now, Mia. We’re going to find every lost asset in this city and return it to its owner."

she stated. "I'm always thinking," I told her. "It's kind of a curse." She leaned to one side, inclining her head. "About him?" I paused, then nodded minutely. "About everything. About how no matter how hard I try to move forward, it's like threads of the past just keep on creeping back in." "Maybe it's not so bad after all," she murmured. "Maybe it's the lifestyle to remind you never to forget what made you tough."

Archie and Dillon give me a worried glance and I gulp, just realising now that Chase has no idea that Finley is mine too. “Finley is mine,” I say, my voice coming out much less confident than I’d been aiming for. I watch as Chase’s fists clench at his sides. His calm demeanour quickly turning into something else. “Fucking fate,” Chase growls. “He is supposed to be with us,” I say, reaching out to put a hand on his chest over his heart. Chase closes his eyes and inhales deeply, placing his hand over mine and holding it there as if it’s the only thing keeping him grounded.

My mind is already spinning, replaying the conversation and the phantom image of Angela with another man. Possession. That’s what this is. She’s mine. No one else has the right to her.

Once, I nearly lost everything over a misunderstanding. It happened on a day like any other. I had been cleaning houses since dawn. scrubbing floors until my knees ached, wiping away dust that didn’t belong to me. Then. just as I was about to leave one of my wealthier clients’ homes, she called my name, sharp, accusing. “My jewelry is missing,” she said, arms crossed. manicured nails tapping impatiently against her arm. I froze, confusion twisting in my gut. “I didn’t take anything,” I said, my voice steady but my hands already trembling.

“Perfect!” Kevin wrinkled his brow as he looked over my shoulder, finally glancing up at me. “What exactly is that?” “That would be that little microchip that I needed.” “That thing!” “I know, it’s tinny. And that makes it perfect. So now, I need to get a hold of Nick, tell him we have to go shopping.” “He hasn’t gotten anything yet?” “No, I told him that I didn’t want to yet; until I knew the size that I was looking at.”

He gripped me tightly by the neck before I knew it, whilst slamming my back evily against my car. Fuck. Chase, get back here, Now! * * TBC

“I don’t want to remember anymore. Just… wipe it all. The pain, the memories…I want it gone. All of it.” Ymir’s voice cut in on the recording, asking carefully, “Then what should I leave behind for you to hold on to? What must you never forget?” There was a pause, silent and suffocating, before her voice answered again. “My name… and his. Chase. That’s all.” The recording ended. Silence.

The bell chimed as I stepped out, my heart racing, thoughts spiraling. Behind me, Crystal’s voice followed, sweet and sharp. “I am back to take what was mine; Kieran.”