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?"

stranger whom i had not very

Yvonne," he said half-smiling and it seemed

And what the hell do you want from me??" i asked

face. Though i was beyond annoyed, his calm composure

wrong man," he spoke, his voice dripping with regret and honesty in a weird way. His words caught me off guard as i processed them, he knew

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 this

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 lengthy amount of

my everything, you just never knew it." Strangely, it sent butterflies in my stomach, a feeling

into his eyes that offered comfort and... love strangely and asked in a

smiled a little before starting, "Do you remember whom you met as your first room mate at the campus? The tall, not that

"Battery!" It was what they called him. "Do you know him?

would you even recognise him? I'm great Yvonne,"

Iyan wasn't anything like

accepted at my dream 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

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 best friends or wait, we could be one of the

floor with my heavy bag. But my mind was too occupied to care about such things, i was going to have a roomie from now on, my legs were almost shivering with

raced till the door no. 149 and knocked. There was no answer, eager and impatient to meet my roomie, i knocked again

heard some muffled movement behind the door. The door opened slowly and i saw a pale tall guy with thin glasses open the door. He

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

returning into the room, "This is room 149 and we're supposed to be room

a girl," i said taking out

his breath and turned to look at me. "My name is Iyan, the administration

share

room and saw the two separate beds and the room was half well decorated with lights

you're free to do whatever you want, i don't care and you can ask me if

to take bath," I whispered loud enough for him to hear. He chuckled a little and said, "It's fine, the bathroom is right

I liked him. I hadn't met Scott yet, i had seen him and his group of 'fighters' as they called them. Scott seemed a bad guy, i mean a dangerous one... Everyone feared him. And then one day, i asked to hang out with Iyan round

to get hurt because of me, stay away

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

just jealous because we make such a good couple roomie!" I said humorously but

say something when his eyes widened from behind me, I turned to look at Scott and another 5 strapping guys with him approaching

virgin how are you?"

the administration made