~Your heart, your soul, your body, in fact your everything belong to me.~ALORA POV:After seeing Rhys, I went numb. I literally lost all of my senses. Henry led me to the car and drove me to somewhere unknown. I didn't cry nor I said a single word. In the meantime, we arrived wherever Henry was taking me.He opened the car door for me, held my hand and led me out of it. The breeze was cold and chilly but it helped the burning fire in me and I glanced at the night view. I remember Rhys took me to his secret spot before and the view of the city from there was amazing. What I am seeing at the moment, it couldn't be compared to it at all. "Sit." Henry ordered. I carefully took a peek of his face and he was clenching his jaws real hard. I have never seen him furious. He has always been smiling and kind to me. This side of him was totally new. Thus, I sat. Even though I wanted to be alone and bury the love that died in my heart tonight. But I do not have a choice to make. I never had it
~I wanna mark you as mine.~ALORA POV: Unlike my and Henry's will, we are sitting in front of his family for the marriage. I held the hem of my dress so tight in my fists that the fabrics crumpled in my grip. Moreover, I tried my best to keep my mind off of the accident of Rhys, but I would find myself looking for the news about him. I cannot ask anyone from the Riders about his condition nor Linda. I have lost all the rights. The only thing I can rely on is the news and according to them, he is still unconscious although he is out of danger now. "I have heard so much about you from Henry. You two went to volunteer together as well last month, didn't you?" Henry's mother, Catherine, asked me. She is one hell of an elegant lady. Wearing a dress made from the finest silk, a pearl necklace in her neck, bracelet made of diamonds and a huge diamond ring that was as big as a brick. "Yes, we did." My voice quivered unlike what I wanted. Catherine reminded me of Rhy's Mom. She was n
~Do things to me, that I have always dreamt about.~ALORA'S POV: Today, I am getting married. I AM GETTING MARRIED. Can you believe it? Most importantly, with a person with whom I never imagined it. I have always thought of Henry as a hood friend. Just the thought of him as my husband was giving me creeps. However, there is nothing that I can do. I am the one who made this decision and I am the one who will have to take this responsibility. I was getting all dolled up in the makeup room. My eyes were red and swollen. Well, after all the tears that I shed last night, it was bound to happen. Furthermore, I thought I would be able to get over Rhys but I was being delusional. That man has my heart. I just cannot pull him out of my life. In addition, I am worried about his health. He hurt his leg badly and according to the reports, he cannot drive F1 anymore. That news broke my heart more than when I saw him kissing another woman. "Please stop crying." The makeup artist almost begge
~I wanna own you.~RHYS POV: The accident that I have been in, it was brutal. I was drunk and when I woke up, my body was covered with tubes and machines. One of my legs was protected by a cast and my entire body was aching so bad that I felt like someone was breaking every single bone. I groaned in pain and at my sound, Mom rushed to me. "Rhys, are you awake? How are you feeling? Should I call a doctor?" Her voice was quivering, meanwhile, her eyes were filled with tears. Upon looking at her state, I immediately suppressed my pain and forced myself to smile, "I am fine." I whispered. It was so hard to speak. My throat was parched and my voice was husky. It was like, I have been screaming non stop for hours. "That's a relief." She exhaled and patted my shoulder before kissing my forehead, "We have been extremely worried about you. You woke up after a week." My eyes widened at the new piece of information. "That can't be." Because what I remember, I was drinking at th
~I want you on my bed, next to me.~HENRY POV:It was extremely tormenting for me to see how sad she looked while getting married. Moreover, when it was time for the kiss and Alora said she didn't want to do it, I wanted to run out of there. I mean what can be worse than the girl you love and now she is your wife as well but she doesn't want anything to do with you? For this reason, I didn't want to marry her in the first place. Not having her as mine is far more better than being my wife and then not at the same time. However, I did my best to accommodate her wishes. Although my own heart was being ripped apart into shreds. My grip on the steering wheel tightened while I glanced at the lady next to me. She had her eyes shut and was sleeping soundly, meanwhile, I am never going to have a moment of peace anymore.Soon, we arrived at my condo. I wanted to wake her up so she could go in, change her dress and sleep comfortably but at the same time, I wanted to stay with her more. Thus,
~I want to worship you.~RHYS POV:Suddenly, my life was restricted to laying on the bed. I would spend the entire day there, doing literally nothing. Depression hit me so hard that I have shattered and I don't know how to pull myself together.My family was indeed worried about me. However, I was drowning in my own sadness and there was no time to care about them. I gazed outside the window of my room. The entire room was covered in darkness. The only light that was brightening it up, was the moonlight.I lit another cigarette as I watched the moon. Soon, the door of my room barged open but I didn't look up to see who it was. Suddenly, the sound of coughing resonated in the air. It was none other than Mom, "Oh my God Rhys. How much did you smoke? Your room is full of it."Before, I never smoked. I took better care of myself because I wanted my career for a long time. But now, I do not have anything left to care about. Mom started to open all the windows and doors in order to ventil
~He called me his Princess.~RHYS POV: I am at that point in life where I cannot live without alcohol. If I do not drink, my hands start to shake, anxiety peeks and I feel so lost and timid that I just want to kill myself. Yes, I am an addict and it isn't just alcohol that I crave but also cigarettes and drugs. How I came to this point... I guess, I was forced to be turned out this way. My family is mad and disappointed at me. However, now they have given up. They do not have any hope left regarding me. I was sitting in the private room of the club. The second alcohol started to circulate through my system, I felt alive. That's when the bar girl came in. A short glittery dress, heavy makeup, a seductive smile on her lips... she was indeed quite used to situations like this. "Why would a handsome man like you drink alone?" She sat next to me and poured me another drink. While I gauged her face. She was pretty. Prettier than the most girls I have been with. "Would you li
~I want to feel you against myself.~RHYS POV: Without knowing, a year passed. Time passed slowly yet fast for me and the last year has brought so many changes in my life that it made it extremely difficult for me to get accustomed to such a life. I sighed and lit the cigarette. The table was full of the files and documents that I need to work on and they were giving me a headache. Yes, now I work with Dad and Damian but I mostly deal with the branch in the city. Thus, I stay at the condo. Meanwhile, they manage the main branch. It was totally against my will. At first, it started just to take my mind off whatever has happened to me. However, with the passage of time, I started to take on the responsibilities. I walked and stood in front of the huge glass wall. The sun was setting, giving the sky a golden haze. It was always beautiful and calmed my nerves. The knock on the door alerted me, however, I remained motionless. Soon, the clicking sound of the heels against