Don't Let Me Series Novels & Stories

My security personnel came in and escorted him out. As he was being escorted out, Peter looked me in the face and called me a backstabber. He said he didn't ever want to see me again. I tried reaching him to know what I had done wrong but Peter kept to his word. He wouldn't see or speak to me. He blocked my calls and messages. In a short period, I had lost a woman I was madly in love with and my best friend.

Running solved nothing. As much as it was going to kill me, I had to let him go. I had to let him run free. He wasn’t ready to settle down. He wasn’t ready to face the demons that were haunting him. There was nothing I could do to change that. I didn’t want to get caught up in the moment. Those demons would catch up with him eventually.

Lorian didn’t look back. And as they broke free from the chaos, Aria knew one thing for certain.

Melea and Solomon’s expressions froze at that. Perhaps he noticed their unusual reactions, because Alexander asked worriedly, “What’s wrong?” Solomon gave an apologetic smile. “We might not be able to go. Melea doesn’t want to see others dance because of a certain accident, so…” Alexander hurriedly said, “That’s fine. We won’t go, then. I’ll have someone tell the dance troupe that their performance has been canceled.” Melea bit down on her lip. “That’s not right, is it?”

Letta said, still trying to speak calmly, as Merry looked around, seeing several nurses as Letta had mentioned. "Can you hold back your emotions for a moment when looking at me? Because I really need your explanation. I don't remember anything about my past self. So, even if Ihave a major mistake, it doesn't seem fair if I easily forget it, as you said. So, help me remember," Letta said again, looking at Merry's face, which was now calmer. She had released her grip, her breath had also started to calm down, making Letta feel that Merry was now ready to talk.

A knot followed, quick and sure under his hands. “There,” he said softly. “That’s one.” Lena lifted her bound wrist, watching the rope flex against her skin. Her pulse thudded. “How does it feel?” Adrian asked. “Strange,” she admitted. "Should I like it?" His lips curved. “It’s not about liking it. It’s about surrender and letting the rope hold you so you don’t have to.” Adrian rounded more rope, binding her other wrist, moving with that same unhurried precision. His knuckles brushed her skin here and there, stirring something low in her stomach. The camera, she realized she had forgotten about it now sat dimly on its tripod.

***** ~Alexander~ Alyona’s changed behavior surprises me. Initially, I thought she was pretending, but the day she ripped her resignation application in front of me startled me. She knew I had intentionally troubled her, but she wanted to stay with me. Later on, with her lots of sorry, I forgot everything.

I am done with Hannah Miller. The smoke from the fire went up to the ceiling. Took all my fears and doubts with it. I felt lighter like the room was not heavy anymore. The apartment did not feel like a prison it felt like a start. I did not sleep that night I was too excited. I got my laptop. Started working on a plan for the MacTech merger. This time I was in control. I made decisions quickly. I knew what I was doing. Every line of code every formula every projection felt like it was a part of me not Hannah Miller.

However, she didn't care about them because she didn't like their selfish and greedy family from the beginning. “My daughter is an adult, and she has already got her destiny with Alpha, chosen by the Goddess of the moon. So, I hope your son can come to his senses and start looking for his Omega.” Zerrin said casually while drinking the white wine in the crystal glass. “Aunt Zerrin, I loved Serry from the past to the present. She doesn't deserve to be with that poor Alpha Addy!” snapped Bashiri as he pounded the table to a quiver.

I was gonna miss Danielle so much. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ** NOTE TO THE READERS- FOR READERS WHO HAVE READ “DON’T BULLY ME, ALPHA”, THIS CHAPTER IS THE PARALLEL INCIDENT TO ‘CHAPTER 10: BACK HOME’ OF “DON’T BULLY ME, ALPHA”.