I cover the distance between the cars in two strides, cornering her and shutting back the door with a loud bang that echoes throughout the empty lot and Leslie’s eyes go wide. “Did you not hear me? I said grandfather is back.” Leslie’s eyes hold no other emotion at those words other than the an
TRAVIS' POV I am restless, pacing the front porch of Sir Hanson’s home. Clenching and unclenching my fists. Cracking my knuckles repeatedly out of a sheer force of habit, anxiety and maybe even a small hint of anger. It’s a little past 7pm, an hour and a little past the normal time Leslie is supp
“You don’t have to explain again, Travis. I know you’re only looking out for me and I am grateful.” She says softly and I nod. She goes silent after that as if contemplating her next words, perhaps a response to the question I asked earlier. “I already handled Kian. He won’t show his face around m
BEVERLY’S POV “Do not say a word to him, you hear me? I am on my way.” Kian’s words are a repeated echo in my mind even when it’s been minutes since he gave that stern warning through the phone. I hate when he talks to me in that tone, that business-like tone that seeks to draw the line and put m
BEVERLY’S POV He stands by the door that he literally just barged through. He doesn’t look pleased to see me standing there, by his grandfather and he is glaring daggers at me from where he stands. I fight the urge to roll my eyes at him because I am equally as mad at him for what he just called me
LESLIE’S POV I haven’t slept well in the last few days. As badly as I want to blame my lack of sleep on the back-breaking work of refining my old designs, creating new ones, picking out suitable textiles for them, guiding the tailors and preparing for the launch in three months, I also know deep
LESLIE'S POV Every single sound around me is swallowed by silence that seems to come from my own head. The crowd’s noise becomes muffled, a background sound that’s so distant it’s as though it’s miles away from where I am bent over the unconscious man. I can’t move. I can’t take my eyes off hi
KIAN’S POV“Okay, explain to me in simple terms how you lost an ‘old man’ in the middle of a big city.” My voice is calm. Dangerously calm, judging by the direness of the current situation. Grandfather disappeared. Disappeared. That is the exact word the moron standing with his head bowed in fron