Santiago"If anything goes wrong in my body, I will sniff the life out of that bitch! And why the heck is J Jones keeping me waiting!" I yelled impatiently into the quiet room.Whilst my guards were outside, I was alone in my private ward waiting to be checked by my doctor. The ward was specifically designed for me. I only visited whenever I needed to and when I was not there, no one dared to use it.Just like Jones heard me, he walked in with a bright smile and I wondered if he ever had a bad day in his life, he was always smiling. He would smile even when someone's heart had just been poked out fiercely.He had been a good friend and one of the best surgeons around, of course with some perks of the mafia, no one worked in my estate without minimum combatant training.Since he was my doctor, he knew my greatest secret… as a werewolf, the mysterious healing ability of my body gave me away.“My lord," he muttered meekly, looking mighty chipper as he moved towards my bed.I flashed him
Bianca My night was filled with nightmares. I rolled from one side of the bed to the other but I couldn't sleep. How could someone be so brutal?Images of the nameless maid that Santiago shot dead in front of me filled my head all night. Her frightening stares, the sound of the gunshot, and the sound of her body clashing on the floor replayed in my head, haunting my every breath.Indeed, I never learned. I was battered and told that I was no hero after putting myself in harm's way to save the great lord's daughter…and now? He killed someone because I meddled in his business! And what was that? I treated him! I saved him from dying! I screamed in my head as the dead maid's pale face pierced my heart.She died because of me! I shuddered and rose from the bed.'If I don't stop, more people will die! I am also as good as dead." Fear gripped my heart as I remembered my father. I must get him out of here alive. But how will I put up with this for a year? I touched my sore neck and sank bac
Bianca"Pumpkin… You're here…" I whispered, struggling out of my bed. One after the other, I lifted each foot, walking towards her. I ran my hands vigorously through my hair, dreading every step. What am I going to say to her?"You will ruin your braids," she mouthed, still staring at me. She was watching my every step.Wringing my hands, I towered over her. All that was in my head was how to turn down her offer."I did it!" She giggled."I told you, father can't turn me down!" "Yes… You said you would get his permission," I said dryly and stood straight, looking at her. How do I turn down his damsel? She noticed my coldness and her beautiful brows cringed up in a frown. "Don't tell me you are…""Pumpkin…" I called her solemnly and turned my back to her."No! Are you going to turn me down? No! We made a promise…"Gosh! How do I tell a ten-year-old girl that I was not permitted around her? How do I tell her that I am bound by some rules and the last time I broke the rules, someone wa
BiancaI thought we were going out of the estate, but I was mistaken. Tiffany's school was right within the estate! I remembered the wine press too. What else is in here?The school was an elementary school but not your usual kind of school.Stepping through the grand entrance, I was immediately struck by the opulence that surrounded me. The foyer was striking. It has a soaring ceiling adorned with intricate moldings and a stunning chandelier that refracted light with myralds of colours. The floors were made of polished marble. They gleaned beneath our feet as we proceeded. The receptionist bowed slightly and I could tell that she was no ordinary. Her visage bespoke 'Mafia'. The foyer led to a sweeping staircase that curved like a ribbon to the upper floors. I was still pushing Tiffany's chair and I stood in the front of the staircase contemplating how to get her on the stairs.One of the guards rushed forward. He pressed some buttons and an elevator with the inscription, 'execut
BiancaAt the closing of school, Tiffany wanted me to follow her down to her villa but Darko wouldn't have it."You can't go with her," he said sternly."Why not?" Tiffany asked just as I wanted to ask.Darko kept his lips tight with a no-nonsense look on his face. Tiffany wouldn't have it either. Tension built up between the two and they continued to stare unwaveringly at each other."Hey! Pumpkin…" I called and walked over to Tiffany. "Do not worry… I will visit your villa some other day…we have plenty of time…" Really? Did I just say I had the luxury of time when all I wanted was to escape this hellhole? I couldn't believe it.Tiffany sulked and pouted. I bent a little, teasing her with my piercing look. I kissed her on the forehead and she made a puppy face as she let me go reluctantly. Her guards pushed her wheelchair on the car rump and I remained there waving at her as they drove away."Let's go, we will be late," Darko crackled from behind me.He led me to another car and so
BiancaThe urgency and the carefulness with which Santiago picked me up snapped a chord in me. He was so tender and it felt like I was in heaven. As his face hoisted closer, the warm bluish tint in his eyes pierced into mine. They were like the sight of two beautiful sapphires.I couldn't help it. My body tingled with withering sensations and I shuddered under the blast of heat from his nostrils.What is wrong with me? I shut my eyes, trying to gain control, but I wasn't winning. My heart was thumping fast and I could feel it. What is this? Vulnerability? Not really, I was already vulnerable from the beginning… Our fated meeting left me with no choice.Groaning at my failure, I opened my eyes with uncertainty. The warmth in his eyes had vanished. It was replaced by a cold and dark look, one that bespoke power and dominance. I wasn't able to look at him anymore. Quickly, I shifted my gaze.Like the crazy, cold jerk that he was, he dropped me on the floor and walked away. Get a grip on
Bianca The car suddenly came to a halt and that was when I realized that we had already arrived at the school."Bianca!" Tiffany called. She was already out of her car. With her arms spread out wide, she was waiting for my hug. I hopped towards her. Without any hint of hesitation, I hovered over her and pulled her into my embrace."You are so beautiful," she muttered into my ears, blushing. The redness on her cheeks made me smile. "Thank you," I pecked her forehead and wheeled her into the foyer with her guards right about us. The guard who took my seat earlier seemed a little abrasive but I didn't care. All through the class, I hid my confusion well and Tiffany didn't notice anything. I helped her with her arithmetics as she was a little sloppy with them. I also assisted her with all that involved mobility.Recess came and it was time to eat and play. Surprisingly, Tiffany got just a little junk food. In no time, she had finished up and she was on my neck."Let's go!" She said and
Bianca We were standing on the volleyball court and I was still thinking when Tiffany's voice broke into my thoughts."Wheel me to the service zone," she ordered.Service zone? My eyes widened. "That's far from the net, you might likely miss the…""Just do it, Bianca. Don't look down on me like others."Oh!Without further arguments, I patted her shoulders and got her the ball, praying silently that it all went her way.Swoosh! She hit the ball and I watched in awe as the ball glided in the air. It almost crossed over the net, but it didn't. It tumbled all the way down and I gave a round of applause."Wow! "Nice attempt! I guess your sessions at the gym paid off…""Stop mocking me, it still didn't cross over the net," she sulked as I retrieved the ball. "That wasn't mockery… I meant it. It was a good hit." I shouted over the noise of other pupils that was in the background.My heart bled as I watched her try and fail repeatedly. Her first attempt was the only one on course. Every ot