Karl did not move.
The door remained open behind him, but he stood there with a look in his eyes that neither of them could read.His hand rested loosely against the doorframe, almost in amusement. “Oh my goodness..” Melody gasped, scrambling on her feet, her movements frantic as she tugged at her panties and then her skirt, hands shaking. Caden swore under his breath. He stepped back, fumbling with his trouser and then his belt. Papers slid off the desk as he moved, landing on the floor in a mess neither of them noticed. Karl chuckled, “I didn't mean to interrupt you. I didn't realise you two were so busy with work..” Silence, neither of them could speak. They could only stare at him in disbelief. Karl's eyes moved from one person to another, neither of them had the right words to say. His smile turned dark. “You got so carried away that you forgot to lock the door.” He mused. That was how little regard they had for him. His office was right next door and that didn't stop them. “Karl…” Caden’s voice cracked slightly before he cleared his throat. “This… this isn’t what it looks like.” Karl’s brow lifted a fraction. Melody spun toward him then, anger flashing across her face. “Why didn’t you knock?” she snapped. “What kind of person just barges into someone’s office like that?” Karl’s gaze finally shifted to her. He looked at Melody, she had just been caught chatting and the only thing she cared about was the fact that he had walked in without knocking. Interesting. “I work here,” Karl said calmly. His voice was even. “This is my office too.” “That doesn’t give you the right..” “You were busy,” he interrupted without raising his voice. “I can see that.” Caden stepped forward, palms raised. “Karl, listen to me. This just… happened. It was a mistake.” Karl’s eyes flicked toward him. “A mistake,” he repeated. “Yes,” Caden insisted. “Emotions ran high….Melody was stressed, and I…” “...was trying to pacify her and this just happened…” Karl completely and chuckled. Caden froze, how did he know he was going to say that. “I'm your friend..” Karl continued, “I would never deliberately hurt you and you know that..” Caden stood rooted to the ground, “Karl..” Karl nodded slowly, as though considering his excuse. These were the exact words he had said to him in his past life. But things seemed to happen differently this time. Back then, he had caught them in his room, on his bed but this time, he caught them at the office. ‘This means things that are meant to happen will happen but in a different way.’ He thought. The more reason why he must take his second chance seriously. Caden and Melody just proved it to him. “You wouldn't even let me touch you but here you are..” he glanced at Caden, “...fucking my bestfriend.” His eyes went to Melody, this was why. Why Melody had always pulled away from his kisses, why she had flinched at his touch, why she always turned down his advances for sex.. It wasn’t disinterest, she was getting laid somewhere else. He'd thought she was just shy and that she wasn't ready for that yet. He understood that, respected it but finding out she was with someone else.. Despite knowing this had happened, Karl's heart clenched painfully. He'd given everything for her. Everything he ever had… “How long?” Karl asked. Melody’s lips parted, then pressed together again. Caden hesitated, seeming to calculate. Karl smiled faintly. “That long,” he murmured. “I thought so.” Melody crossed her arms defensively. “Don’t stand there acting like you’re some kind of victim,” she snapped. “You weren’t exactly a present boyfriend.” Karl chuckled. “A present boyfriend,” he repeated. “Interesting choice of words.” He took a step further into the room, “Judging by how often you turned down my offer for sex.” He glanced at Caden again, “Apparently someone has been laying down the pipes instead.” Melody's hand swung along his face, hard. “Don't you dare speak to me in such a degrading manner!” Karl's cheeks burned but he felt nothing. Seeing this all over again felt like opening an old wound. It hurts. Even though he hated her, it still hurts. Karl chuckled and raised his finger in her face, “Let this be the last time you'll touch me.” He warned. “I’m warning you.” Melody folded her arms, “Or what?!” Caden swallowed, “Melody, please..” 9nly then did she back down. “Karl, please. Let’s talk about this like adults.” “We are,” Karl said. “You’re explaining. I’m listening.” “That’s not what I mean,” Caden said quickly. “You don’t have to do this.” “Do what?” “Stand there pretending you don’t care.” Karl tilted his head slightly. “Pretending?” An amused smile crossed his lips, “How so?” Melody scoffed. “Don’t play games. I know you. You’re about to lose it any second now.” He looked at her then, truly looked at her. Was this what she thought of him? Someone predicted and weak even though she's the one who hurt him? Karl smiled. “I’m enjoying the honesty,” he said. “Please. Carry on.” Both of them stared at him. Caden blinked. “Carry on… with what?” “With whatever it was I interrupted,” Karl replied calmly. “Don’t let me stop you.” Melody’s jaw dropped. “Are you insane?” “Possibly,” Karl said lightly. “But this is fascinating.” Caden took another step back. “Karl, this isn’t funny.” “I didn’t say it was.” Silence stretched between them, thick and uncomfortable. “You always do this,” she said sharply. “You act like this to punish me. To make me feel guilty.” “I’m not interested in your tactics today,” he continued. “Tears. Anger. Blame. I’ve seen them all.” He glanced between them once more. “Finish what you started,” he said again. “I have work to do.” Caden stared at him in disbelief. “You’re just going to walk away?” “Yes.” Melody laughed bitterly. “You think this makes you look strong?” Karl paused at the door. He turned just enough to look over his shoulder. “No,” he said. “I just don't care what you do anymore.” And with that, he walked out. Anna was right out the door, she had seen and heard everything that had happened. She opened her mouth to say something but sealed her lips shut. Karl walked down the hallway with steady steps, he didn't need her to say anything. He needed confirmation about something and now he's finally got it. As he approached his office, he reached into his pocket and glanced at his phone. The screen lit up and a picture came up on the screen. Karl’s lips curved slightly. “Checkmate.”Latest Chapter
Chapter 20: The Undead
Karl barely felt the weight of the document in his hand as he stepped out of the café. His thumb slid over the corner of the document as if the paper might disappear if he stopped touching it.It was done.Ruchie Emold had signed the agreement. For the first time in weeks, his chest did not feel tight. His hands touched the folder again, he had a chance at his inheritance. Fucking hell, he still couldn't believe it! His hard work had paid off. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out. The screen lit up.Anna.His fingers paused mid-reach, he had not heard from her since the hospital. He had called, left messages, stared at his phone long enough for it to dim again and again.He picked it up immediately. “Anna?”Her breath rushed into his ear before her voice did. “Karl… I need you to listen to me. Please.”The tension in her tone tightened something behind his ribs. He pulled to a stop, eyes flicking briefly to the road ahead. “What’s wrong?”“I wasn’t supposed to he
Chapter 19 : Breaking Point
Melody had not touched the glass of water on the center table since she had brought it in.It sat exactly where she had placed it earlier, beads of condensation running slowly down the side and soaking into a thin circle on her desk.She wasn't sure who she was more furious at, Anna or Karl but heck, she was too upset to think about firing that little wretch at the moment.Less than two days. That's all she had left. She paced the living room, hands running through her hair as her mind raced. This was not how she hoped it would happen! Karl was not supposed to behave like this. He was not supposed to tell her to start packing.Hell, he's been doing a lot recently that was driving her insane! Someone had come in to inspect the house and the house documents weren't in her room, the place it had always been. He was serious. Heck, he was fucking serious. Her phone lay face-down on the desk.She had turned it over twice already, as though expecting something to appear on the screen t
Chapter 18 : The Game Of Chess
Karl sat opposite Ruchie, his damp jacket folded over the back of his chair, the heat of the café still clinging to his skin long after the rain had stopped dripping from his hair. The chessboard rested between them, pieces already arranged, the white side turned toward him. The silence in the cafe was deafening, pushed aside by the pressure in his chest as he lifted his eyes to meet hers.Ruchie wrapped her fingers around her coffee cup but did not drink. Her gaze stayed on him, as though she were still weighing whether his arrival in that storm had been bravery or desperation.“You remember the rule,” she said calmly. “You lose, you answer everything I ask. No dodging.”He inclined his head. “And if I win.”She leaned back in her chair. “I grant you one favour. One.”Her assistant stood close to the wall, tablet pressed against her chest, her jaw set as though she were bracing for something unpleasant. The men in dark suits remained where they had not moved since Karl arrived, wat
Chapter 17: In The Nick Of Time
The storm had been building since morning.Karl noticed it the moment he stepped out of the bathroom and drew the curtain aside. The sky hung heavy above the street with dark clouds that rolled slowly over one another. The trees along the fence leaned in the wind, their leaves shaking violently, scattering across the driveway.He checked his watch. Late.Not dangerously late but close enough to make his chest tighten.He crossed the bedroom in long strides and reached for his phone on the bedside table. No missed calls or texts for Anna still. He'd have to worry about that later. Right now, he needed to meet Ruchie for that game and possibly get the document signed.His last text to Ruchie's secretary still sat unread from twenty minutes earlier. I’m on my way.Karl turned toward the wardrobe, pulled on a clean shirt, then stepped into his shoes. He grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair and headed down the hallway.The house was unusually quiet, way too quiet for the usual b
Chapter 16 : Eight More Days
Karl reached the house long after dark, the porch light already glowing. He stood at the gate with his phone pressed to his ear, listening to the line ring out again before dropping into silence. He lowered the phone and stared at the dark screen. Another missed call. Another unanswered message.He had walked the hospital parking space twice after Anna had left in a hurry. He caught sight of her taxi driving off and had tried calling her a dozen times to no avail. He'd dropped her a couple messages, asking if she was home safe but none of it got a response from her. His thumb hovering uselessly over her name, considering if he should call her again. “Can I blame her? Melody had embarrassed her because of me.” He tucks his phone in his pocket. The gate creaked as he pushed it open. The living room lights were on.Karl slowed the moment he stepped inside.Melody’s heels were by the door. Her handbag rested on the console table, unzipped, its contents spilling out as if she had drop
Chapter 15 : The Drama Queen
Karl was still standing when the nurse appeared at the end of the corridor and lifted her hand slightly, signalling to him.“You can come in now.”He moved immediately.Anna was no longer lying flat when he entered the small recovery room. She was half-seated, her injured ankle elevated on a thick cushion, wrapped neatly in a compression bandage. The swelling had gone down slightly, though the skin around her ankle still looked angry.Her hair had come loose from its neat ponytail. A few strands clung to her cheek.She looked tired.But when she saw him, her face shifted in a way that made something tighten low in his chest.“You’re back,” she said quietly.“I told you I would be.”He closed the door behind him and crossed the short distance to her bedside.The room smelled faintly of antiseptic and plastic. A heart monitor beeped softly somewhere behind the wall.The nurse gave him a brief update before stepping aside.“No fracture. Severe sprain. She’ll need rest and physiotherapy.
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