His Ex Wife

Kia's Pov

8 missed called from 'private number'

8 missed calls?! I gasped when i saw that, not only because i wasn't used to receiving missed calls from private numbers but also because i feared it was Scott or worse, it could be Aana...I slumped into my bed with despair, why had i told him that it was me? I could keep using a secret identity, Kia's identity to get a revenge but no! I always have to screw things and worsen my situation..

My cell started ringing.

I glanced down at my phone,

'Private number calling'.

In a lapse of a few seconds, i hesitantly answered the call,

"hello?"

My heart was beating erratically in my chest radiating terror through my veins. I was almost certain that i would hear Scott on the other side, and no matter how much i could deny, i felt fearful but still ecstatic somewhere deep within myself about the fact that he would care to call and ask.

"Hello there," said a cheerful, but husky masculine voice in a seductive British accent.

Peculiarly enough, a wave of relief mixed with disappointment washed over me. Deciding not to show it, i continued, "yes?"

The man chuckled on the other side before speaking, "I'm Eric Shining speaking from Shining Inc....and i need to meet you Kia, so will you meet me?" he seemed to ask hopefully and respectfully.

But the word 'Shining' had clearly deviated my attention, he was from Scott's rival company, it made my heart stop for a second.

"So?" he asked with hope, bringing me out of my regular zone outs.

"Sure," I said without thinking and regretted the words as soon as they were out of my mouth.

His mouth seemed to twitch into a cynical smile as he spoke again, "I'll be there to fetch you, be ready by seven...see you soon...Yvonne." He freaking knew who i was! This left a startled look on my face and soon the line went dead. Only then did i realise what a big fool i was, I agreed to meet a stranger, and more specifically not just any stranger, but someone who was dangerous, someone who seemed to know everything about me...

At seven

I opened the door and the strong masculine scent of the stranger hit my nostrils. I looked up to see a devilishly handsome man standing in front of me. I stepped back as he entered with a smirk on his lips.

"Who are you?" I asked as he sat on the couch right across from me. He looked too handsome but i deviated my attention to my fear and anxiety and added, "And most importantly, how do you know me?"

cutely if cute a was possibility to describe the stranger whom i had not

said half-smiling and it seemed as though he just remembered some sweet

the point, "How?! And what the hell do you

couch and watched me with a smiling face. Though i was beyond annoyed,

just chose the wrong man," he spoke, his voice dripping with regret and

he straightened up a little, seeming nervous...? Well, that's what it seemed to me and then continued, "Uhm well let's get straight to the point, I'm here to offer you a deal, will you join me to destroy the Andersons'? I know you have gone through a lot, and

you?! Who am i to you?" I snapped, not because I wanted revenge but not through him but rather because the way he spoke brought a complacent, satisfying sense of belonging, a caring I longed for a

everything, you just never knew

his eyes that offered comfort and... love strangely and

"Do you remember whom you met as your first room mate at the campus? The tall, not

they called him. "Do you know him? How is he

would you even recognise him? I'm great Yvonne," he said sweetly before flashing a genuine

and a dropped jaw, it couldn't be him...Battery, i mean Iyan wasn't anything like that, i hated to call him Battery like all the others, he

college! And here i was, already at the campus. Everyone around me seemed so helpful and friendly, i couldn't wait to dump my bags into my room and go out

a room mate! I started with the stairs to reach the 3rd floor eagerly. I couldn't wait for this anymore and whoever introduced the concept of room mates was seriously a genius. I bet my room mate and i are going to have lots of fun too, just like

my heavy bag. But my mind was too occupied to care about such things, i was going to have a roomie from

149 and knocked. There was no answer, eager

muffled movement behind the door. The door opened slowly and i

I think I’m knocking the wrong door, I was supposed to be assigned to

into the room, "This is room 149

out a paper

muttered something under his breath and turned to look at me. "My name is Iyan,

was so not supposed and prepared to share a room with a guy. That was

the room and saw the two separate beds and the room was half well decorated with lights and books while the other half had stayed

do whatever you want, i don't care and you can ask me if you need anything,"

and said, "It's fine, the bathroom is right behind you and besides I’m just leaving for the library

seen him and his group of 'fighters' as they called them. Scott seemed a bad guy, i mean

hurt because of me, stay away from

pair of eyes glued to us and embarrassed of having that much attention, he quickly tried to

they're just jealous because we make such a good couple roomie!" I said humorously but he was in the serious

say something when his eyes widened from behind me, I turned

the virgin how are you?" Scott

name's Iyan, the administration made a mistake,"