She hoped she had succeeded in creating a wedge between the both of them. But what Mia didn’t realize was that Justin had his plans. Candice was just a pawn in his game, a tool to use against his cousin, Mason. And now that he knew she was planning to go to New York, he could put his plans into motion. ~~~~ The next morning at Mason's house, both Mason and Raven were having breakfast. Mason sat at the head of the table, sipping his coffee while Raven picked at her food. The silence between them was heavy, filled with unspoken words. Mason had tried to start a conversation several times, but each time Raven responded with one-word answers, her tone cold and distant. He couldn’t blame her, he said some hurtful words last night, and now he didn’t know how to fix things. Finally, Raven broke the silence. "I want to talk to your dad." Mason nearly choked on his coffee. He hadn’t expected that. "What? Why?" "It has nothing to do with our marriage if that’s what you’re worried about,
Blair’s POV I adjusted my sunglasses as I walked into my mom's modeling agency, my heels clicked against the marble floor with each confident step. I knew everyone was watching; well, that's all they could do, admire from afar. The receptionist smiled nervously as I gave her a curt nod, I didn't bother to return the smile. She doesn't deserve it. I was bored, but there was nothing I could do; today was just another day in my life where I had to be the center of attention, the one who always had everything under control, the perfect beauty queen. However, this time was different; that control was slowly slipping, and it was all thanks to Raven. I feel like I've been on edge lately, I'm always on edge when it involves that annoying girl. She always knows how to annoy me. I pushed those thoughts aside and headed toward the studio for my photo shoot. I can't afford to mess up today, or else my mom would get mad. I needed to maintain the image she's worked so hard to create. ~~~~ Afte
I was left speechless after my mom's outburst. I had a feeling something fishy was going on, and I planned to find out what it was. Normally, I wouldn't care but I've been involved in whatever mess my mom's created. "Whatever it is you’ve gotten yourself into, fix it," I said coldly. "But leave me out of it. I will never marry this man. I'd rather die than be stuck with him." Having said that, I stormed out of the office, my heart pounding in my chest. I didn't stop walking until I was outside the building. My mom can't possibly allow me to marry this old man, right? This is all your fault, Raven. I'll make sure you'll be the one who'll marry Mr Clinton. ~~~~ Later at night, I called my bestie Claudia to meet up at a club. I arrived at the club and there was no sign of Claudia anywhere. Soon I got a call from her, and she started telling me something about her boyfriend, so she had to cancel. I barely listened before hanging up, my anger slowly rising. Sometimes I wonder how I
Raven's POV The warm water from the shower cascaded down my body, soaking my hair and skin as I stood still, letting the sensation calm my mind. I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath, but it didn't do much to ease the tension that had been on my mind ever since Mason left for Margaret’s birthday party. I tried to stop myself from getting paranoid all night, but no matter what I did, I couldn't stop worrying about Mason. He left at 3 pm, and now it's 9 pm. After a few more moments under the shower, I finally turned it off. The sound of the water running stopped abruptly, and I stepped out onto the cold bathroom floor. A white towel hung neatly on the rack, and I didn't waste a second before grabbing it, wrapping it around my body before drying off. I picked up my purple dressing robe, which was lying on the bed, and I slipped into it with ease. I walked over to the vanity, brushed out the tangles in my hair, applying lotion to my skin, just my usual night routine. But my mind st
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned, wondering who was calling me so early in the morning. I tried to move, but something held me back. I looked down to find Mason's arm wrapped around my waist, holding me close as he slept. I blushed as the events of last night rushed back to me. Before I could get lost in the memory, my phone rang again, dragging me back to reality. I reached for it, carefully trying not to wake Mason. When I saw Julie's name on the screen, I quickly answered. "Hi Julie," I whispered, trying to keep my voice down. "Raven, where have you been? I've been calling you and Mason all night!" Julie sounded frustrated. "I... I went to bed early," I lied. I can't possibly tell her I was up all night getting railed by her brother, can I? "So, what's up?" "It's Blair," Julie said, her voice low. "She was rushed to the hospital last night. You need to get here, your mom's making a scene. And bring Mason." My heart sank. Blair? I may
Mason's POV After what transpired at the hospital, my dad asked to see me. One could cut through the tension in the air as I stepped into my father’s study. It's been a while since he summoned me to his study, and every time it happened, I knew it was going to end in an argument. I stood by the large desk, the room was silent. I wondered what new trick he had in store for me this time. I had barely settled in my seat when Justin walked in. He was the last person I expected to see right now. The sight of him instantly ignited the rage in me. The memories of him and Candice together caused my blood to boil. Without thinking, I sprang out of my chair and closed the distance between us. My fist connected with his jaw, wiping off the smug look he had on. His hand flew to his cheek, shock evident on his face. Before I could land another punch, my father’s voice thundered through the room. "Sit down, both of you!" I shot Justin one last glare before reluctantly taking my seat again. He
The shock was written on both Lenora and Margaret's faces as they stood, frozen in place. Their eyes widened as they registered the fact that their private argument was no longer private. Everyone had heard everything they just said, and there was no escape now. "This can’t be true," Julie stammered, shaking her head as if to erase the words she had just heard. "I must have heard wrong... I'm imagining things, right, Mason?" Mason remained silent, not knowing what to say to his sister. Raven moved closer to Julie, gently placing her hands on her friend's shoulders, trying to offer some kind of comfort. But even she couldn’t comprehend the intensity of the bombshell that had just been dropped. "Margaret," Charles’s voice broke through the silence. His face masked with growing fury, and his body trembled with anger. "What is she talking about? What 'fake pregnancy'?" He stepped toward Margaret, his voice rising. "Speak now, woman!" Margaret flinched at the booming sound of Charles’s
Raven's POV The hospital waiting room was quiet, but the tension hanging in the air was suffocating. Mason paced back and forth, stopping every few minutes to stare at the door that led to where his father lay. He hadn’t sat down at all since we arrived, and he looked more disheveled than I had ever seen. His hands moved restlessly, running through his hair which was messy in a way that made him look sexier somehow. Shaking my head to regain my composure, I watched him from the bench where I sat, holding Julie tightly as I tried to soothe her. Although I looked fine on the outside, I was just trying to keep myself together and take care of everyone else, but I trembling with fear on the inside. I had never witnessed something like this, this was the first time I saw someone close to me fighting for their lives. Even if Charles and I barely knew each other, I saw my father in him. The whole thing terrified me. Julie had cried herself hoarse, her tear-streaked face resting against my