NEVEA'S P. O. V.

I never thought I would ever see myself packing my clothes and leaving Kai's penthouse behind even though over the years I have seen signs that this day would come.

Two years into our relationship Kai had asked me to move in with him. At the time I was still working at the bar where he met me downtown .

Kai was a jealous type and joked about how he didn't want men looking at me every day in and out. I always thought I liked his protectiveness and jealousy. Which woman wouldn't? Especially when he makes provision for the alternative for you and doesn't command you around or forces you to do what he wants.

And I was foolishly in love. At the same time one week after moving into his enormously sleek penthouse, he had offered me a job as his personal assistant in his office.

As I tossed my clothes into my bag set on top of our queen sized bed, hands trembling, tears cascading my cheeks, I thought about how sweet and pure our relationship had been since the beginning, before Claire appeared and started working in his company.

I remember how Kai used to make me wait behind during late hours so we could have sex on his desk. And how he would usher me into his bathroom to fuck me over the sink after a hard day conference meeting. I remember how he would ask me to cancel all of his meetings just so he could take me to a surprise date which he has planned with his close friend, Ivar.

Until Claire came along

And apparently, he had liked he long before he met me but never pursued a relationship with her and now I'm the one getting hurt.

I reach to touch the bruises his hand had left around my neck and more tears falls down my eyes. I couldn't believe Kai would ever lay his hands on me, in my own rights.

Just then, my phone started to ring and I checked to see that it's Ivar. I know he is aware of what happened today so is he calling to lecture me too?

"Nevea do not make a rash decision and just let Kai fix this." His voice is raspy and I can tell that he is driving.

I was infuriated by his comment.

"Fix this? How can he fix this, Ivar? He cancelled our engagement party for another woman without thinking twice! I have given Kai more chances than he deserves. I'm done."

Tossing in the last of my clothes, I pull the bag out and drove off.

Two years of moving in with Kai, I didn't have my personal apartment to move into so I drove down to my parents apartment.

My dad opened the door at the first ring and embraced me upon seeing me. They didn't need to ask me any questions as I quietly slipped into my old room.

Dragging my luggage up the stairs felt like a different kind of pain and the sight of my old room cut deeper. It has been years since I last slept in here. I'd started living in my own after I started working at the bar. But thankfully my parents kept cleaning up the room so it looked tidy as I walked in.

I didn't have the energy to unpack right now so I dump my bag at the first spot I could before dragging myself into my bathroom. I must have spent an eternity under the shower, lost in my own thoughts.

I suddenly felt cold even when it was the middle of summer. Once fully dressed in my old pyjamas, I climbed my bed but before I could hit my pillow, my phone dinged of a text message and I checked to see that it's from Kai.

"Baby please can we talk?"

There is absolutely nothing to talk about, I thought but before I could put the phone down, it started ringing. I laid back, trying to ignore it, shutting my eyes close and hoping to sleep off. But he kept calling, my phone ringing after ringing.

Frustratedly, I pick it up.

"Nevea I just got home and....and you're fucking gone! Please let's talk about this...."

"There's nothing left to talk about, Kai. I told you before you left, it's over. I'm done."

"Nevea please could you just try to understand me for once. This is what you do every time, you never try to see things from my own side..."

"Let me guess, you did what you did for the betterment and interest of the company?" I cut him off.

"Nevea..... You know how things works in the society family, in my family!"

"Kai! When are you going to stop for a moment and realize that I am supposed to matter to you as much as that society matters to you! You play with my feelings any chance you get, Kai. You go running to Claire every time even when it hurts me! You know that Claire only fakes injuries like that just to get you away from me and closer to her and yet you fall for her tricks every time, even today, our special day! How am I supposed to move from that?"

"You're not listening to me, Nevea. You don't understand that as the first Celestial son of the society, it is my duty to make sure that the company is running smoothly and it means putting everything in line."

"So you don't feel sorry that you cancelled our engagement? We spent the entire last year planning our engagement, Kai! My parents even came with presents as well as many other people and they were all there and you stood me up!"

"I am sorry, Nevea and you have every right to be angry, to hate me even but I just wanna see you and have a talk with you please."

"Talk about what? To give me one of your excuses? I'm done hearing your excuses Kai..."

“It's not an excuse! I just need a moment to explain everything. I thought you’d understand my position of being the CEO of that company and also the first society son. This isn’t just about us.”

“Right. Because your responsibilities are clearly more important than our relationship. I get it, Kai. But that doesn’t change how I feel.”

He sighed, and I could hear the frustration in his breath.

“You’re right, it doesn’t. But I never wanted to hurt you. I just wanted to do what was best for the Society. You know I care about you, don’t you?”

“Do I? Because it sure doesn’t feel that way. You keep saying you care, but your actions tell a different story."

Kai continued to argue endlessly about his responsibility , leaving me to wonder why I was even putting up with all he had to say. He was treating me like I didn't know what it takes to run a company, to be the first son of a strong society of power and hierarchy.

So I ended the call and switched off my phone as he wouldn't stop calling.

Laughters echoes through every corner of the room. It was still early in the night, barely past 8pm. I look from watching the night scape outside to the room to watch everyone surrounding me.

It's Ivar's birthday and even though he had insisted on not throwing a party, someone had managed to throw one for him. Nevea.

My eyes wonder through the room until they landed on her.

Nevea stood by one of the many tables in the room, engaged in a conversation with two other women and a man. The way she smiled and seemed to be enjoying herself this evening, everything was contagious.

Her smile glistened through the room and even the glass of red wine between her palm seemed happy to be there. One would think that after everything that has happened in the past week, us separating and everything that I did, she would run back into depression and withdraw from the outside, from events like this. But there she was having the best night of her life. Without me.

I feel my chin harden and I look down on the glass in my hand. I cannot help it and my eyes are wondering off to Neavea again. I'd say the separation has taken a lot of toll on me than on her.

I can't get passed the beautiful blue evening gown she had on, accentuating her beautiful curves. And the way her blond hair is pulled back. She was perfect.

My eyes catches Ivar as he joins them, and they shared a drink. Nevea is always selfless, always putting other people first. Which was why she threw this party even when Ivar was nonchalant about getting one.

Right now ninety percent of the people here were from the society and specifically my company.

“Hey, Kai!” Claire called, pulling me from my thoughts. Her eyes are glistening in the soft light as they watch me hopefully.

“Could you please help me with these prawns and crabs? I can’t peel them with my arm like this.”

I hesitated for a moment because I thought of talking to Nevea. I glanced at her, and she was still talking to some of the workers. I would talk to her later. I couldn't leave Claire hanging.

“Sure," I said, moving to sit beside her.

“Thanks! You’re a lifesaver,” Claire responded with a bright smile.

I picked up one prawn and crab and began peeling them. This part of being a first society son sometimes could suck, but it was a good thing that I needed to do this with Claire. Other members sometimes could be demanding.

“You’re always so kind to me, sir, I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she said, leaning against me.

“It’s nothing. Just doing what I should."

As I continued peeling, Ivar joined us, holding two drinks in his hands. He handed one to me and shot a knowing glance at Claire.

“You really know how to make a guy feel useful, huh? What a gentleman," he teased.

I chuckled and handed another peeled prawn to Claire.

"Hey I'm just being helpful to a worker who needs it." I respond.

"Um Kai I wanted to ask you something," Claire says "I'm sorry I don't mean to pry but is everything okay between you and Nevea? I've noticed you didn't come to the party together and also haven't spoken to each other. Is everything alright?"

Her question takes me aback but I chuckle and reply anyway "what? Nevea is fine, Claire. "

"So why does it feel like you two are fighting?" She presses.

"Nevea's just taking a break. She's fine.."

I hear Claire's gasp. "I hope I am not the cause of your fights?"

"Of course not. Nevea understands that I'm just helping you, don't worry about it okay?"

She nods uneasily and Ivar groans knowingly. Just as he moves out of the way and my eyes strained forward, I catch sight of nevea. She has now moved from the previous table and Is now standing directly opposite me, her arms folded and her eyes watching me. My heart skips a beat at the sight and a strange sense of unease sets inside of me.

As the main course was served, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with Nevea. She had never been this angry this much. She behaved differently, and I couldn't understand why she made things difficult.

“Nevea, want some prawns?” I called out, trying to break the ice after a while.

Nevea turns an icy look at me before responding, "no I'm fine."

Before I could respond, Ivar chimed, “Come on, Nevea. You can’t just stand there! Join us. Kai’s practically the seafood king over here!”

Nevea smiled politely but shook her head.

“Really, I’m fine. I think I’m going to head home,” Nevea insisted.

“Already? It’s still early” I asked, surprised.

"Yeah I'm not feeling good. And happy birthday once again Ivar." She adds, adjusting her bag straps over her shoulder.

"I'll drive you home...." I started saying but she cuts me off.

"I can get home myself." And then she was out of the door

My chest churns and everything suddenly felt so heavy.

"Are you sure everything is alright, Kai?" Claire breaks the building silence. "I can't help but notice that I am the reason why she is so cold tonight. I'm sorry that I had to get injured yesterday, causing you to call off your engagement party. I would be hurt if I were her too."

"Don't worry about it, Claire. She's fine and she understands. "

"It doesn't look like it to me Kai. " She says as she pulls back her chair and stands up, picks up her plate and headed into the kitchen.

With my chest tight, I walk away and tried calling Nevea but to my surprise, the voice over informs me that I cannot call this number anymore.

My chest tightens as the realization hit me like a meteor.

Nevea has blocked my number.