Frier’s POVThere wasn’t a need to guess Lucious next move. Any man would’ve been triggered to leave a punch in Nicklaus's face and Lucious wasn’t an exception. The two men were having it with each other and I took the opportunity to get off the desk and arrange my appearance. Like I said before, I don’t care if they tear themselves to shreds. It’ll only be to my advantage so I planned to slip out in the ruckus but my plans were brought to a halt when my ears picked up a set of baffling information!“Arya died with your child! You deserve to be consumed with guilt for the rest of your life! Don’t even think of happiness!”Lucious raging voice stopped my motion. I was almost at the door but I couldn’t bring my legs to keep walking. Lucious knew? How the hell did he know? At this point, I think a better questing is who the f*ck didn’t?! Does that mean Lucious was the one who told Nicklaus? Well… that solves that problem but then who told Lucious? The only answer I can think of is Al
The cold air found a way to sip through the closed windows. Winter was closer than ever and its melancholy feel matched the heart of Emily’s laying figure. It was nighttime so the room was dimly lit to sooth the temperature but these details went unnoticed by her sickly frame. Her usually bright eyes stared lifelessly at the window. Once a thing of excitement turned into a memory of pain. She used to wait out a window just like this, and each time she stared out with expectations it always came true. After Alex's shift, he’d take a drive to her apartment and wave from below. His beaming smile, her remedy. His cheerful gesture, her delight. Without another word, she’d run down and give him a pouncing hug, one that embedded itself with longing and satisfaction. Every night…But things changed and so did that warm feeling of love. Its sweet taste had turned bitter in her lips and who knows better than the window which she gazes upon every night? But now there’s no one to meet her gaz
Frier's POVThis weather holds a depressing amount of memories, I can't wait to be home already. I've only been out for some hours but it seems I've been apart from Aiden for far too long. The attachment formed between mother and child was indeed a scary thing.Looking back, I'm starting to understand Melissa a whole lot. She didn't want me having any association with the Harringtons and that's exactly what I'm doing to Aiden. Will he resent me from depriving him of paternal love?Am I making the right decision?…these thoughts keep me up at night and even now as I sit in the back seat and stare at the moving scenery, I can't help but wonder. ‘How will this end?’“We're here Miss”I exchanged a glance with the driver from the rear and got down. Damien’s mansion looked magnificent as always. It's such a shame I won't be staying here for much longer. If not for the circumstances and the fact that he is a prince, I would've taken up his offer and married him. That way I’d give Aiden
A wedding they say, is a blissful union. A joining of love poured out to form a pair who'd journey the rest of their lives together but that wasn't the case in this scenario.There’s another world where that word serves as nothing but ink on paper. A tool of agreement and a means to an end. That was exactly the case for Alex and Lucy and while they stood at the altar of an outdoor theme event, none of their eyes held a warmth strong enough to draw a smile on their lips.But that didn’t matter to Frieren, she was determined to give Alex a wedding gift on behalf of Emily. To her, Emily had no say in how she decided to handle this situation.Even if no one said it, she knew. Alex’s sudden breakup and betrayal played a huge role in Emily’s suicide attempt. Not that her actions were justifiable but she was already at rock bottom and the only thing she clung to for hope cast her away but that wasn’t even the most deserting part of it. The reality of him getting married a week after was
Frier’s POV Finally a moment of peace, I knew this was the calm before the storm. A fleeting time of tranquility before I wreaked havoc in the lives of my so-called family. If only they knew what’s coming they wouldn’t be so relaxed but what’s the fun in that?The sweet feeling of payback can only be savored when it hits unexpected and that’s exactly the plan. Right now it’s late in the morning and I just returned from the investigation unit. I spoke with some officers and revealed my true identity but due to the alterations in my looks, they said they’d have to run a DNA test on me using Andrew’s sample to verify my identity. I didn’t know it would be that tiring to restore my identity or is it because I was already declared dead? In any case, I told them not to inform Andrew, that their method of collecting his sample must be discrete. Can’t have them ruining my plans!So, I guess now we wait?…Once my identity is confirmed Nicklaus would definitely get a whiff of it but I cou
Frier’s POV My expression froze, Damien didn’t mention she’d come over. I’ve tried as much as possible to avoid meeting any of his family but apparently, it was inevitable. “Alright, I’ll be right down”The maid got the message and closed the door behind her. I was to meet a princess, a member of the royal family so I had to dress formally. This was the thought I had while rummaging through my closet. Truth be told most of the clothes I had were high-end fashion courtesy of Damien so it didn’t take me much time to fix myself up and exit my room.I’m sure she’s not here to meet me but I still have to accommodate her presence while I inform her that Damien isn’t home. I took the stairs down and found her lounging on the sofa. “Greetings the words left my mouth, I suck at such formal things, plus Damien never made me call him ‘His Highness’ so I’m a bit cranky with the grammar.“You must be Frieren”Did she know my name?…I hope this wasn’t a case of a background check otherwi
Frier’s POV“…what is it?”How on earth do I respond to such? The thing with Damien is rather complex and simple at the same time. He’s helping me get revenge and even though he says it’s okay for me to use him, I know he likes me so I’m aware of what he wants in return but sadly I can’t give it to him.Was that what I’m supposed to say to her?!“He’s a friend from college”I honestly don’t know why I bother with this excuse. Nicklaus didn’t buy it and from the look on her face, I’m guessing she didn’t buy it either. “That’s disappointing, Damien’s description of you was much more enthusiastic”My lips paused…did he tell her I was his first love?“Anyhow you look at it your response was shallow. Not all college friends live together, in fact, it’s rather rare, don’t you agree miss Frieren?”I felt a headache coming on, she was leading me somewhere. Was it necessary to drag it out like this? “I understand what you mean, Your Highness. It’s true my relationship with your brother
“Careful” Damien’s voice echoed in the study as his hands swiftly moved to catch Frier’s falling head. The sudden impact didn't wake her instead she snuggled against his palm and he had no choice but to keep the posture. Truth be told he wasn't complaining. Watching her sleep in his arms was a reality he'd want to dwell longer in but time was ticking and he had to leave but not before carefully carrying her bridal style to her room and gently placing her on the bed. With Aiden’s sleeping figure beside her bed, the scene looked picture-perfect. The mother and son duo was taking a long nap but that wasn't what was going through Damien’s head. He only thought of how he could keep on protecting them. They have no link so it’s going to be harder to keep them by his side in the future. After a prolonged moment of watching them, he left and slowly closed the door.Time passed and it was nightfall, he knocked and gently pushed open the door only to reveal the same scene he left behin
Arya’s hands moved to clasp her lips, what she held was both shocking and surprising. Her gaze couldn’t help darting at Nicklaus’s peaceful face. Ever since the incident, she was inclined to bring up Aiden but she couldn’t muster the courage and avoided the topics like the plague. She’d often help him dress his wound while he slept on the drugs and when he was awake she was gone, leaving the maids to prepare and deliver the meals.This was about the time when she usually dressed his wound but something else stole her attention. In her hands were photos of her and Aiden, they were taken when she lived with Aiden, it appeared to be dated back to that day at the hospital. The pictures were only taken from one location. ‘The balcony’It must’ve been taken by a drone or something of that kind, her thoughts were in shambles, he knew about Aiden since?But why didn’t he do anything? Nothing made sense to her anymore. Hours passed after this discovery and Arya stayed seated in his r
Arya's POVTechnically everyone here presence was closer to him than his supposed family. I can’t help but think I misjudged him when he said he had no family.Now I know he meant it, no one deserves to grow up in such conditions. With my fingers crossed I perched my ears to listen to the doctor’s announcement.“The surgery was a success. He didn't faint from excessive loss of blood but instead, exhaustion. He’ll be moved shortly, you'll be able to see him then but it'll take a while before he wakes up. His insomnia prevents him from sleeping so we induced him with something strong…”Nicklaus has insomnia? I never knew that, he always slept when we were together. “…Whoever is by his side when he wakes up should call the attention of a doctor. We can only verify his stability when he regains consciousness”.With that, the doctor left and I forgot how to move my feet, when I did remember, the first person I met was Klaus. “Nicklaus has insomnia?”I was staring at him for an answ
“Please…I beg you, I can’t do anything else but this, I’ll find a way to repay you, I promise… Just please spare Aiden”What sounded like a hysterical laugh ended with a scorn from Jane.“Does that mean you’re choosing to pay with your life?… Don’t you get it? There’s no point begging. Juliet had to die because I knew she was in on it, even though she lied and pretended to be a saint, even when she made me take months of gun training, and even when she placed me instead of the real Jane to be Aiden's nanny. She claimed she did all that for my revenge but I knew, I've always known I'd kill her for what she did! So, you see… everyone involved dies, only then would it be fair!”Melissa seemed to have recovered from the shock and shouted.“Let me die instead, please!”“No!” Arya screamed with uncontrollable pain. “I would never let that happen! This has nothing to do with you-”“Shut your mouth, how can a mother be alive when her daughter dies? I’d hang myself if that should happen, I’
“Nicklaus…drop your gun”Arya’s voice cracked but it was audible enough. Her eyes on the other hand were no longer sharp and full of life. It looked like a drawing with no emotions.Just desperation clouded her mind, she was at that point where selling her soul to the devil didn’t sound like a bad idea. Anything would do to get through this nightmare, “Please, just listen to me!” She screamed out in pain, her breathing was haggard and slowly Nicklaus lowered his hands and tossed his gun aside.“Very good, I knew you’d be useful in taming this beast. Now, hand over the ledger”All eyes rested on Nicklaus right now, amongst those eyes were Arya’s shocked gaze. Was she referring to the same ledger that got Luke killed? A shudder ran through her spine, she knew it was very important to Nicklaus, what if he doesn’t give it up and Aiden ends up paying with his life? After all, she hid him from Nicklaus all this while.What if he resents her for it and as retribution he lets Aiden,
As expected the night was torture for Arya, she didn't dare lie down, afraid of what she'd see in her dreams tonight. Luke had sent a driver to retrieve Arya’s car so she held her phone while staring at the stars from the balcony. The chair she sat on still had Aiden’s scent and she couldn’t stop crying. How can what felt like heaven a few hours ago suddenly become hell?Such is the pain of longing, It casts a vague appearance in the memories and leaves behind fragments of pieces that end up becoming history. With time they start to feel warm in the heart, no longer the cold of the void space left behind but even the warmth is just the heart’s coping mechanism, nothing can truly replace the missing piece.Above all, it’s the guilt that eats deep into the heart that does the most damage, maybe if things were different seeing a brighter light would be possible sooner than later but that’s never the case.And that’s definitely not the case here!Arya clenched her chest tighter,
The tension in the room immediately tightened, Lucious’s focus was now on Arya. Juliet’s words seemed to do the trick and he began his questioning.“Is this true?…”Of course, his question was met with no reply, of all the times Arya would be in the right state of mind to answer that, right now was definitely not the freaking time!“Are you going to keep avoiding me even if I’m right here? I saw the news and wanted to check in with you but you never answered the phone. So it really was you, Arya”His tone had a tinge of sadness lurking underneath its solemn feel but Arya heard none of this, in fact, she hadn’t spared Lucious a glance the entire time, her gaze remained fixed on Juliet.“I’ve brought the documents, hand over Aiden or there will be serious consequences!” The shakiness of her voice came from her boiling anger, she was so mad it felt like she would explode in rage but Juliet kept adding fuel to fire!“I didn’t know you had hearing impairments… Come tomorrow at noon to
“HAPPY NEW YEAR!”“POW! POW!”Fire works graced the sky of the Smith’s residence, the atmosphere was bright and bubbly as were the hearts of everyone present witnessing the glorious scenes of colorful Fireworks bursting open in the sky.“Look Aiden, do you like it?”Arya voiced to the cheerful little man who was swinging his hands with great excitement. Luke and Melissa stood together while Arya stood some distance away with Aiden in her arms and all other members of the household including Jane went back inside to prepare the elaborate meal and Aiden’s necessary arrangements. It was twelve midnight, marking the dawn of a new day, and in this case a new year! So of course Aiden won’t be joining the fun. Jane took him to his cot while Arya, Melissa and Luke had a splendid time at the dining. A completely joyous family was all she ever asked for, it seemed impossible from the start and even the only one she had was taken away but life wasn’t so cruel afterward. It found a way t
Without a word Klaus grabbed Bella’s hand and led her outside. She couldn’t help but think, wasn’t she the one who came to drag him out? How did she end up being dragged instead?He released her hands in front of his car and ruffled his wet hair against the cold air. “Aren’t you cold? Why did you get soaked?”She asked out of sheer concern but deep down she wasn’t complaining about the view he was feeding her lustful mind. It wasn’t bad enough his shirt stuck to him like tissue but a few buttons were undone to reveal his protruding chest. No straight woman could remain a nun when faced with this temptation yet she tried to peel her eyes off and focus it on his face but his face wasn’t any better!The base of his hair was turning black and because it was wet it appeared darker with the blonde tips that dripped off stray water droplets. “I’m fine, I needed to wash off the tipsiness”.“A-alright…” she stammered and it finally dawned on her, just how flushed she was at the though
Bella’s POVChristmas Eve was going smoothly with Amiee. I cooked while she… well, she played games as usual, now that she got the new video game set from Klaus she even neglected eating! Not if I can help it though, she certainly wouldn’t starve on my watch. There were medications to be taken so not skipping meals was as important as breathing.“Amiee! Food is served!”“Coming!”That’s the third time this evening, I matched over and held her favorite stuffed animal.“Come eat or I’ll feed Ms Pears some food”“You can’t do that, you ruin her fur!”At last, something finally got her attention off the screen. It’s cliche that a teenager is still hung up by a stuffed toy but who am I to judge? As long as Ms Pears can get the Job done, she’s welcomed to stay.“The choice is yours, choose wisely”“Fine! Leave Ms Pears out of this”She stood up and abandoned her gaming machine. This made me wonder, just how important was Ms Pears to her.Would I be ranked lower than a stuffed animal