"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
My heart was pounding like crazy as I locked eyes with the man by the kitchen door. It's amazing how he looks way younger and more vibrant than you'd expect for his age. It's like he's got some secret fountain of youth hidden away somewhere! As I glanced at his features, it was undeniable that this man was the spitting image of Damien. They shared identical features, except for their eye color. "I asked again, what's going on here?" My heart skipped a beat as I nervously recoiled from the icy tone in his voice. "Your father is asking you a question, son," I strained my eyes to make out the figure of a woman who had suddenly appeared behind Mr. Dennis Albrecht. It was Mrs. Albrecht herself. My heart sprinted as Damien stood there, unmoving, his hand now wrapped around Sebastian's neck. His intense gaze was fixed on the trembling Sebastian, completely ignoring the presence of his own parents. I feel fucking nervous, not just for myself but also for him. I wanted to call out to
An eerie silence hung in the air as we all gathered around the dining table, our seats facing each other. Not a word was spoken as our attention was fixated on the delicious spread before us. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of occasional peculiar glances directed my way from time to time. Swallowing hard, I tightly gripped the cutlery in my hand. My body quivered with nerves, and the sound of my pounding heart reverberated through my chest like it wanted to rip out of my ribcage in full force. Damn, I am feeling incredibly anxious. This was supposed to be a dream come true for me, dining with these public figures I've always admired. But at this moment, all I can think about is getting through this and leaving this house as soon as possible. Without saying a single word, Mrs. Caterina rose from her seat and generously piled a delectable serving of prime rib with truffle mashed potatoes onto my plate. The enticing aroma wafted up to my face, and a smile involuntarily spread a
As the rain poured relentlessly outside, I found myself drawn to the window, my heart heavy with a mix of nerves and unexplained sadness. Each raindrop seemed to mirror the strange ache within me, falling with a gentle but persistent rhythm. “Who is she?.......” I mumbled to myself watching the droplets slide down the glass, blurring the world outside, mirroring the unexplainable tears that threatened to escape my eyes. The pitter-patter of rain became a soothing soundtrack to my racing thoughts, as I grappled with the weight of my emotions. Damien climbed upstairs to continue the conversation with his parents, causing a wave of relief to wash over me. The tension in the air earlier had been suffocating, and I was grateful for the chance to be alone in the sitting room downstairs. Sitting on the couch, I find myself gazing out the window, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts, while the heavy rainfall outside mirrored the storm within me. My life has become a tropical storm-filled
DamienBeep beep………Beep beep………. I let out a frustrated sigh, groaning as I reached over to switch off my notifications, stopping any other message from pumping in. I needed a break from the constant influx of messages.Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the woman beside me. Her face was a mix of confusion, nerves, and fear. My blood boiled, and a surge of anger consumed me. At that moment, I couldn't help but entertain the most outrageous thoughts – like smacking her senseless and squeezing the breath out of her. I was absolutely fuming, my anger reaching its boiling point.*** Flashback****"You got married without informing us, son!" Standing in the sitting room upstairs, I stood beside the window fuming in anger. My cold gaze fixed directly on the woman who gave birth to me as I watched her angrily go on and on with her nonchalant rant, fueling my frustration even more."I asked a simple question. Why did you bring up her name? What do you hope to achieve?" I
Ashley My heart raced as I tried to decipher his furious gaze. What's this announcement he's talking about? I wondered, my mind racing with curiosity. What is happening? The last time I remembered, he was acting all goody but right now……. I mean right now, he looks like a lion ready to devour his prey which is no other than me. The tension in the air was palpable, and I could feel a sense of impending danger.“Get up!” I couldn't help but visibly flinch as his voice thundered through the air, causing me to instinctively rise from the ground. Deep down, I longed to find the strength to conquer my fear of him, but it seemed like an insurmountable task. This wasn't just any ordinary adversary we were dealing with; this was a demon….. A creature who has spilled blood without remorse. Adding me to his list wouldn't be anything new to him.I cleared my throat cautiously, refraining from speaking. As I straightened myself, I mustered the courage to meet his gaze, locking eyes with thos
Damien As I paced back and forth in my dimly lit office, my mind swirled with a mix of emotions and thoughts. Anger surged through my veins, igniting a fire within me. "Why in the world did you just call me out here?" I demanded, my voice dripping with intensity. "Calm down... we're doing our best to take down the news," Eros muttered, but I brushed off his words, my anger boiling inside me. "Working on it, but it feels like the news is everywhere, damn it!" I growled through clenched teeth. The frustration flooded through my veins, fueling my anger. “I know but you have to calm down first, Damien,” "DON'T YOU DARE!" I exclaimed, my body freezing in place as I whipped my head towards him. My chest rose and fell rapidly, anger burning in my eyes. "My contract with GadgetGeeks company is on the line here... We have to protect them," I emphasized, before releasing a frustrated breath and running my hand through my hair. Eros let out a sigh, while Pasito remained engrossed in a ph
OliviaWith a smile on my face, I parked my car and made my way towards the house. As I walked, a warm feeling spread through my heart, grateful for the little stunt I had just pulled off.The internet is damn on fire! You know, finding someone to do the work for you isn't too difficult when money is involved. People can be quite motivated by a little cash incentive.Opening the door, I walked inside, the wicked smile still not leaving my lips. As I walked into the living room, a wave of tension hung in the air. There sat my father, sipping his coffee, and my mother, sitting beside him. They were close physically, but it was clear that something was missing between them. No chemistry, no bond. It was as if they were two strangers sharing a couch. This always makes me wonder if he actually loves my mom.It's always been interesting how he never fails to remind us of our place in his life, even though he never says it outright. But his actions speak volumes. Since the very first day,
“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.