As the day drifted by, I couldn't bring myself to tidy up my things, if there were any to tidy at all because I had done nothing or gone through any files since morning. I found myself sinking into the back seat, my head gently leaning back, eyes shut tight. My mind was in turmoil, thoughts swirling endlessly around about the looming announcement. Honestly, I am contemplating on what to do, does he have to publicize it? What does he intend to do with this? But he signed a damn contract!! Signing, I took a deep breath, realizing the so-called monster had been next to me this whole time as the driver drove us to who knows where. Just looking at him, eyes closed, head leaned back, he appears so calm and innocent. It's hard to believe how dangerous he is. I feel the urge to strangle him, but as I gaze at his tempting red lips, I hesitate. Memories started flowing in as I continued staring at those lips, if not that he was a demon…… a dangerous alien that day, I could have so much enjoy
My head was buzzing as I took in the sight of Mason standing in front of me. His shoulders were hunched, his hands crammed in his pants pocket. His hair looked crazy like he hadn't been taking care of it for a long time. It reminded me of how I always comb and style it whenever we go out. As the memories rushed back, I instantly shut my eyes, fighting back the feelings. When I reopened my eyes, they slowly trailed speechlessly down his neat clothes—a pair of blue jeans and a plain white shirt with a canvas. He looks absolutely amazing, just like always. I was still in shock, and I went completely slack, causing my phone to clatter to the floor. "Miss..." the boutique owner suddenly muttered, though she was kind enough to catch the phone before it hit the ground."Here, your phone… Miss," the woman muttered, looking confused. Reaching my trembling hands forward, I quickly snatched it before turning back and rushing back to the dressing room. “Ash……” I heard my name followed by manl
OliviaI was filing my nails while sitting on the couch when *beep* suddenly a message popped up on my screen. Out of curiosity, I dropped the nail filer on the small glass table in front of me and quietly picked up my phone. I clicked on the message and boom... It took me to a passage on Instagram from one of my favorite bloggers. “Mr. Damien and his wife were spotted in the Wanderlust boutique this afternoon. That's so exciting! Did you happen to see them yourself or did you hear it from someone else?" The blogger wrote under a picture capturing Damien and of course, my half-sister in front of the boutique hand in hand walking inside through the boutique door.Wait, isn't Wanderlust one of the biggest feminine boutiques in the world? No way!!! Damien wouldn't need a female dress, so it's obvious that he took that woman shopping. But for what exactly?! This news feels like a sharp sword slicing through my heart.As I clicked on the comments, a rush of annoyance flooded over me,
Damien ***beep. beepThe gate was instantly pushed open and our car smoothly drove in, stopping in front of a massive white glass mansion. Silence stretched out as I sat there, staring at the house that I had grown to despise so much. It had been five years since the last time I set foot in here, but here I am again. It's funny how life works, isn't it? We can't run away from home for long. Though If it wasn't for the old man threatening to pull his company away from me, I wouldn't be here today. I could have proven that saying wrong. The opening of my side door jerks me back to reality. Gripping the bouquet tightly, I glance at the petite frame beside me. She's completely lost in her thoughts as I watch her stare in awe at the gorgeous mansion through her side mirror. It's such a breathtaking sight!The house is damn fine, but I gotta be honest, I'd rather sleep on the dark, cold streets than spend a night here. But damn! She looks stunning in that dress. It fits her perfe
Ashley Electricity crackles down my body as he roughly takes my lips in his. I'm caught off guard, and without thinking, I instinctively clasp his shirt, seeking support as my legs start to weaken. It's as if a switch flips in my mind. His touch has this magnetic pull, and suddenly an unfamiliar emotion begins to stir in my heart.I gulped nervously, attempting to push myself away from him, but my efforts were futile. At that moment, a heavy sensation pooled in my panties, making me acutely aware of the stickiness between my inner thighs. I shrank within his tight grip, feeling as if a powerful wave crashed over my trembling body. Biting down on my tongue, I desperately try to stifle the moan that's on the verge of escaping. My nails dig into his skin, but he remains unyielding. What's going on with him? Oh god... I can feel his boner, and just when I think things can't get any more intense, the entrance door suddenly swings open, jolting him back to his senses."Sir, Damien!!"
“Who is this pretty lady standing over there?” My heart skipped a beat as Damien turned to look at me. I could feel my heart pounding, and the silence in the room seemed to stretch on forever. Suddenly, nerves took hold of me, and I regretted clearing my throat earlier to draw their attention. Now, I was worried that this demon might ridicule me or even introduce me as his personal assistant.But to my surprise, a small smile quickly breaks through his lips. "She is my wife," he said, his gaze still fixed on me. Boom! My heart skipped a beat and somersaulted several times as our eyes locked. "Wife," Mrs. Caterina muttered confusedly before a wild smile broke through her old wrinkled face. "You mean Mrs. Ashley...?" She turned to stare at Damien with curiosity. "Yes..." he turned and nodded gently at her.And just like a flash, someone rushed towards me and embraced me tight in a motherly hug. I was caught off guard and felt the urge to nervously back away, but the warmth that
"I mean Damien," she blurted, causing a huge lump to suddenly appear in my throat. My heart raced as I struggled to find the right words to respond. Uhmm….. Uh mmm…. How do I tell her how I met with Damien? Through the media, or perhaps a business marriage? As I pondered on that, I felt my heart racing with a mix of emotions, causing an internal tremor. "I must confess, I was a huge fan of his. So, when people asked how we connected, I would say, We met through the media.” Well, maybe I stretched the truth a bit, but the way her eyes lit up, I could tell she believed me. And you know what? In a way, I wasn't completely lying because we did meet through the media. If it wasn't for the news spreading like wildfire on social media, Damien wouldn't have even seen an opportunity to hop into my life. "Wow!" she exclaimed, giving me a playful wink. "That must be nice," she said, flashing me a mischievous smile. And then, she began to weave a tale, narrating how girls love to faw
"Being on that particular plate for two hours," I gulped hard, my heart pounding in my chest as his voice shattered the silence. Biting my lips, I fought the overwhelming urge to tear my gaze away from the sink, feeling his words roll out like a cruel mockery. It was clear that he knew exactly what he was doing, playing with my emotions like a master conductor. "I am talking to you, wife," I tightened my grip on the sponge, my heart racing as his steps drew closer. The anticipation hung in the air like a delicate spell, but before his hand could encircle my waist, a voice unexpectedly resonated from the doorway, shattering the moment and causing him to suddenly halt on his track. I silently did a sigh of the cross before I puffed out a heavy sigh of relief. “Wow! See who we have here!!” Startled, my senses were abruptly awakened by a resounding exclamation that echoed through the door. Like a siren's call, the commanding voice captured our attention, drawing our gaze toward th
“Do you, Jessica Hall, take Sebastian Albrecht as your wedded husband, to have and to know from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till death do you apart?” "Yes, I do," Jessica replied, earning a loud excited clap from the crowd. It has been four years and here we are in the church, witnessing the wedding of Sebastian and doctor Jessica. I don’t know but I feel like the happiest today, I have always blessed their union. Sitting beside me is Mrs. Albrecht, carrying my three years old son, Ryan, in her arms. He is just the cardboard copy of his father, Damien. The only thing he took from me is just my deep blue ocean eyes, other features are just like that of Damien. Damien rubbed my right hand, and perked it before intertwining them in his. I looked at him and smiled, he didn’t lie when he said that he will make things right again. He had been incredibly sweet, easy going, jovial and
Ashley Time flies and before I knew it it was morning already. I spoke with Sebastian yesterday and he told me that he will be coming with a surprise package. Knock. Knock“I am coming," I shouted and perked Mrs. Catherina in the cheeks and hurried to open the door. “Hey Sebastian," I greeted with a warm smile and he smiled back. “How have you been?" “Just there," I replied, my eyes curiously trailing all over him for any present or anything but he came empty handed. Where is the surprise package?" Hey, you said that you have something that will cheer me up,” I pouted and he laughed while walking in." Yeah, I did," he replied but just then, Mrs. Catherina walked in. “Hey Sebastian." “Wow!" He went in to give her a warm hug, though I noticed they exchanged a strange look. What was that for? I opened my mouth to ask, but Sebastian beat me to it, “So, Ash, how's my little nephew?” He plopped down on the couch, and Mrs. Catherina returned to her cooking, humming a tune in the k
Damien The room is dark, with a smell of alcohol lingering in the air. I sat on the ground with another bottle of alcohol and leaned my head against the wall. It has been four good months that I haven’t seen Ashley. I have tried to reach her, to explain things but it was all a futile mission. She doesn’t want to see me. She had blocked me on all the social media platforms from reaching her. Since her absence, life has been hard and bitter on my side. I had to give up her father’s company and resigned as the owner but still she doesn’t want me. I know I wronged her but I am ready to fix things. To show her the sweet, jovial, and easy going side of me.But I guess it is all too late now. I pulled my hair and took another huge sip from the drink. For the past few months, I have regretted the life I had lived. How I had neglected her. I blamed myself day and night for not being so serious in finding her then after that night.I hated myself more…. More for the constant abuses,
It's been three months since I left Los Angeles, and I must admit, I miss Damien every single day. He's tried every possible way to reach me, bombarding me with countless apologies and calls, desperate to make things right. Yet, despite the ache in my heart, I still yearn for him. But the painful realization runs too deep, and I just can't bring myself to go back to him. My heart and mind are at war, torn between the love I still feel and the hurt I thought I'd never overcome.I felt utterly betrayed, so I blocked Damien on all social media platforms. Since then, the only people I've been in contact with are Sebastian and Jessica. Though I've also heard through the grapevine that Damien has relinquished control of my father's company and resigned as owner. But I couldn't care less, my father is already dead. As I sat on the couch, staring blankly at the TV in front of me, my mind wandered, not even concentrating on the news. When suddenly, the doorbell rang, signaling that someone
AshleyThe airport is full of people leaving and entering from arriving flights. I sat down on the bench there waiting patiently for my flight, when suddenly the airport's public address system crackled to life. The air traffic control personnel announce, their voice echoing through the terminal..."Attention all passengers and airport personnels, due to severe weather conditions, all flight departures are currently suspended. Please check with your airline for further updates and instructions.""What?!" I gasped, shocked. Which weather? I thought, glancing up at the small opening up there to see the sky but to my surprise, it was clear. Not a cloud in sight, no sign of rain or even a hint of turbulence.What are they now talking about? I wasn't the only one perplexed, my fellow passengers exchanged confused glances, and a low murmur and noises started rising and that’s when my phone beeped. I pulled it out from my pocket and it was Sebastian. "Hey, Sebastian," I answered, steppi
amien. Swirling my office chair around, my mind kept drafting to different directions. I won’t deny the fact that I am kind of scared about the abortion that Ashley is about to go through but then again… . I rubbed my face, and let out a deep sigh. What if I lose her? God forbid! I don’t think I will survive that, picking out my phone to dial Ashley’s number when suddenly the door to my office opened and Lucas walked in. "Good evening, boss," he said, but I just raised an eyebrow in response. Noticing my expression, he added, "Someone is here to see you, boss."Someone is here to see me? Who? I am not expecting anyone.“Who?" I asked, eyeing him up suspiciously. He gulped hard and scratched his neck nervously, “I think is best to see him," Him?Giving him a suspicious glare, I leaned back in my chair and nodded for him to let the person in. He nodded and went back to the door. My curiosity widened as the door opened, and I readjust to see the person but to my surprise, Seba
Tears were rushing down my face as I hurried down stairs. All my world seemed to be crumbling before me for real this time. My heart was full of pain, and hurt.I haven’t felt this broken before all through my life. It feels like I am suffocating. I held my chest, feeling a painful tug against my heart. So all the time I have been living with that monster from that very night. He was the reason that my life was full of pain, bruises, suffering and trauma. I was almost downstairs, when a hand suddenly grabbed me from behind and pulled me into an empty corridor in the restaurant. "Ash, please calm down, let's talk," Sebastian whispered urgently beside me. But I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "No! No!" I exclaimed, my voice cracking. "He broke me!" I wailed, and Sebastian pulled me in a tight, comforting hug. I continued to sob, screaming, and venting all my anger and frustration until exhaustion took over.**** ***** Sitting across the table alone with Sebastian
“And how is this related to the stranger?" I turned to Sebastian but Layla was quick to answer. “I just wanted to tell you how everything happened,” she said, attempting to look pitiful But I am not buying those cheap looks on her face. She had betrayed me, and I wasn't about to forget it. " Then be fast, I don’t have all day,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin. Sebastian patted my hand to calm down. "After I caught them, I threatened to tell you," Layla said, tears streaming down her face. "Honestly, I wanted to tell you, but they used my grandma's condition against me." She sobbed, but I raised an eyebrow at her. "He offered to treat her for free if I kept quiet and went along with their plan. I was devastated...," she trailed off, sniffling. Sebastian handed her a tissue across the table, and she took it, turning to face me. "They threatened to kick my grandma out if I didn't cooperate. You know how much I love her; she's my only living relative. So, I agreed to play a
My ringing tone pulled me out of my sleep, and I yawned, stretching out my hand to grab the phone from the nightstand beside the bed. Again, Damien hadn't slept here last night. My head pounded as I tried to sit up straight in bed. I picked up the call without checking the caller ID and placed the phone to my ear. "Yes?" I sounded drowsy, my voice husky from sleep."Are you just waking up?" Sebastian chuckled from the other end of the line. Startled, I pulled the phone away and checked the caller ID. "Fuck," I hissed under my breath. "It's still morning," I said, yawning. I heard him chuckle again before saying, "When you're done, come to the eatery at Street 10 by the roadside." "Why?" I asked, my curiosity piqued. "It's about our last discussion," he replied. My gaze widened, and I instantly sat up straight in bed, my heart racing."Did you find anything?" I asked, clinging to the duvet in fear. I heard Sebastian sigh before saying, "Just come out, at least by 10 o'clock.