The entire morning I didn't speak to Atlas. But I guessed he wasn't affected by my silence because it was now five o'clock, and he had not uttered a word to me either. As my hand stroked against the couch, I kept my eyes fixed on him as I wondered what was going on in his head. Also, Linda had not called me yet, and I felt worried, not because I didn't trust Phoebe to find out the information I needed.  If I was to trust anyone to go on a life-threatening mission with me, I would pick Phoebe within a heartbeat. That's how good she is at her job. However, I was worried about what I was going to do with the information she will give me, and how I was going to go about it. After I and Atlas had sat in awkward silence for a few more minutes, my phone rang, and he finally lifted his head and met my eyes. The look he had in his eyes was indescribable, and it caused my heart to stop for a moment before beating normally. Finally g

When I got to the kitchen, I realized that my assumption was right, and standing just a few feet from me was Eva.   Not wasting any second, I reached into my purse, carefully pulled out a needle, and it was just an ordinary one. But the tip of it was coated in poison. Not just any poison but tetrodotoxin.   Taking in a deep breath, I walked over to Eva, and then intentionally tripped over my foot, falling towards her, and the moment she caught me in her arms, I poked her skin with the needle before pulling it out.   "What did you do to me!" Eva asked out loud, pushing me off her.   Others' attention began to get drawn to us, and I smiled slightly as I leaned in closer towards her, and whispered, "You've been poisone

After taking a moment to think, I walked away from the door, ignoring Linda's call, and dropped my heels on the floor, tossing my purse on the bed.Afterward, I headed into the bathroom,  got undressed, and stepped into the shower, allowing the warm water to beat upon my skin.As I closed my eyes, feeling the wetness of the water washing against my body, my mind tortured me with memories of Atlas's touch, the way his hands caressed against my curve, and the sound of his voice, and immediately, I opened my eyes, drawing a long, deep breath.This was bad because I knew this pattern so well and that my feelings were going to mess with my head.The worst thing about it is that if I were to go back to the moment I was standing in front of Atlas door, I knew I would willingly repeat all my bad choices within a heartbeat.How did I let him in so fast without any warning or knowledge that I had gone back to my old self when it comes to him?The

The next morning, Aria and I were seated in the conference room, awaiting my uncles because I had called them for an emergency meeting. Although I wasn't excited about returning to work so soon, right after uncle Kerri died and just a day after uncle Lex's funeral, I knew the company needed me more than ever before. My entire mind was crowded with thoughts as I stressed about how to handle things at the company. Then I suddenly snapped out of my head when I felt Aria gently squeeze my hand. Looking down at her fingers entangled with mine, I smiled as I forgot a bit about my worries.  "I'm glad you are here with me," I mumbled, raising my gaze to meet her eyes. "Of course. I'm your bodyguard. It's my duty." Aria said, and I slightly frowned. Then I softly sigh and mumble, "I meant, you being here for me as my girlfriend." For a moment, Aria pressed her lips in a firm line, striving her hardest not to smile. But that didn't

Smiling softly, I gently took the fork out of Atlas' hand, and he allowed me to, then I ate the steak. "Come on!" Atlas said, and I could tell that he was angry. "What…" I mumbled. "Can't a grown woman feed herself?" "We both know that's not the problem." "Then what is it?" "You shoved me, bit my tongue, yanked your hand out of mine, and now this! What's going on?" "Nothing," Silence fell between us, and I watched his eyes as he gazed into mine. Then he suddenly said with a calm tone, "Allow me to kiss you. Right here and right now." "Atlas…" I said, frowning at him. "It doesn't have to be on the lips. It could be a cheek or forehead kiss." "No," There was a long pause as Atlas continued staring, and I could tell from his expression that he was angry. "That's what I thought," Atlas said, standing to his feet. "Where are you going?" I mumbled as I laid my fork on the table