Disappointment, that was what he was feeling at that moment. He's disappointed for making his parents hang their heads low, for running away from home, for joining a group of merciless traitors, for unknowingly following their wicked paths, for taking lives of innocent people.Chris Holland. That mere name was able to send shivers down his spine. He almost forgot about that young man but if it's meant, then it's meant to reach you. He took many people's lives, but half of them deserved it. Even Joseph, the old man who was forced to take his life. Ethan always knew about his connection in illegal business but it was always a small part like sending messages to different gangs or helping them by transferring the things they need but when he crossed the limit and joined them, he simply ended that unwanted life.If he can do human-trafficking,Then Ethan can do human-killing.But that man never for once behaved badly with his family, especially his daughter. And that was the only reason
Sitting on the small couch on the balcony with a cup of coffee in her hand, Jasmine was looking into oblivion. A sweet frown adorned her features as the hot coffee in her hand turned cold and untouched.Ethan didn't come back home yesterday after work, just informed his father that he has some work that should be done and won't be back. She, like his command sent a 'hi' after every one hour but all were left seen, no reply, no response.An uneasy feeling built up in her system but she shrugged it off, reminding herself that he must be busy with his work and would be back in the morning. But again he surprised her by not showing up.He was eager to be back in his home with her but his sudden disappearance and lack of attention made her feel weird. He never did that before, at least would respond to her message if he's busy but something was definitely off with him.Jasmine livened up in the morning, all ready as per his words when they reached there. Packing her bags she was waiting in
Empty,That was what he was feeling when he closed the door behind him, leaving the girl out there dumbfounded. He knew he shouldn't do that but what else should he do? He doesn't have the guts in him to confess, not just because she'll hate him but because he doesn't want to break her again. Breaking the news now will only end badly, or horrifically and none of them is prepared. Turning around he locked the door, he doesn't have the heart to tell her to sleep in another room and he doesn't want to but the guilt he's feeling, it won't allow him to do so. The fact that he was the reason why she suffered for years stabbed him right in the heart. He wanted to give her happiness, he wanted to make up for everything he did and he was indeed successful but how will he make up for this? He can do everything to earn her forgiveness but he knows that nothing would make her forgive him. He, knowingly or unknowingly killed the man who she loved and cherished the most.Losing his balance his ba
When elders said betrayal hurts the most, they weren't joking. Standing in front of the very room they shared Jasmine was contemplating whether to go inside or not. It was five in the morning and Jasmine, who wasn't able to get a wink of sleep made a coffee and ambled towards his room, with the excuse of it being her duty.Only her pillow knows the emotional breakdown she suffered last night. His sudden change in demeanor shook her to her core. It was his silence and ignorance that made her question everything. He wouldn't play with her, right? But nothing, not even her fragile heart chose to cheer her up by standing with her. It was as if her everything was now doubting that lad now.Taking a sharp breath Jasmine clutched the handle, pushing the door open but alas it didn't even shake. The wooden door just stood there like an iron gate. Her brows met together as she again pushed at the door but for no use. He didn't unlock the door, which clearly meant he didn't want her or her pre
Watching at the wrist watch which showed 11 pm, Ethan caressed his jaw in frustration. He knows that girl must be awake and waiting for him in the living room even after he avoided her like a plague. He doesn't know what to do next. He wanted to let her go but is that even possible? He has to do it and even set everything up albeit he couldn't keep her away from him. His heart and mind started loving the chirpy girl who made him feel like a teenage boy. Only she had the power to weather his rock heart with those dreamy eyes and affectionate gestures. But what can he do if it's forbidden? When it's sealed by fate and no way to change it? It wasn't fate that was stopping him from keeping her, it's his consciousness. It would be a sin to keep her in his delusional world with deception. He doesn't want to keep her in darkness.Soon the silver Porsche rolled in, its raucous sound dominating the surroundings. Getting out an uneasy feeling settled in his chest, the cold air smacked him a
"E-Ethan.." a feeble whisper escaped her lips when the grip over her mouth loosened. Her eyes produced more tears and they softened with a look of begging in them. "Now who is this bastard?" One of them asked, feigning annoyance. Tucking his hands inside his jeans pocket that man took a step forward with an evil glint on his face."If you don't want your handsome face to get ruined leave this girl and go back, bro" The other asserted as they began to drag the wailing girl further into the road, a mini van parked at the end of the dark alley.Ethan's blood boiled with pure anger as his eyes fell on them. His teeth gritted watching how tightly they were holding her, treating her like a rag doll."Leave her, you fuckers" snarled Ethan before he prowled towards them. They wouldn't lie by saying his sonorous voice didn't scare them. It sounded more scary in that barren alley. Forcing the girl back one of them scurried to the front, fisting his hand ready to throw a punch but landed on t
Sitting on the bed rigid with her weary green eyes stuck on the floor Jasmine was waiting for the man inside the washroom to come outside. She could hear the shower running, making her gulp in anticipation. Her dainty hands were continuously wringing in nervousness, glimpses of what happened a few hours ago flashing on her mind.She wondered what would have happened to her if he didn't come on time. She could never show how grateful she is. She owes her life to him.Her thoughts came to halt when she heard the door to the washroom opening and with the speed of lightning she was on her feet, giving him a once-over.Her nervous filled eyes softened and flashed pain when she saw his bandaged hand. Guilt struck her hard across the face for putting him in such a situation.She wanted to walk towards him and engulf him in a tight hug but her legs were bolted to the floor and eyes glued to his hand. His back must be heavily injured too. Throwing the white fluffy towel on the small couch, Et
Jasmine's breath hitched when those magical words escaped his mouth. He confessed his love to her, without holding back. She might have doubted it but she couldn't doubt the raw and genuine emotions she saw in his eyes when he emitted those words to her. It was love, he is in love... With her.And that fact alone was enough for the gloomy girl. She did want to know if he loves her then why did he ignore her but she knows better than to ruin the night. The thought of losing her or something happened to her made him confess his feelings out of fear, but he didn't know how much that meant for her.Moving his head up he smooched her forehead deeply, "I can't keep it in me anymore, Jasmine. It's killing me. I can't hide the fact that I love you and run away from it anymore." He asserted, his voice thick with tension and pain. But she could also sense the relief after confessing what he was holding all the time.Ethan left his lips on her forehead for some good minutes before he slowly unl
Jasmine was inside the dressing room, her delicate fingers continuously wringing together as she let her breath out with a loud exhale. Her lips, painted with a bright cherry red color, were pressed into a thin line. Despite the cool temperature provided by the AC, it didn't manage to soothe her or keep her from sweating profusely, as if she were sitting inside a very hot sauna.The door to the dressing room swung open with a slight creak and Jasmine's eyes darted towards the direction from where the sound came, looking to see her aunt. She gently stood up, her hands clasped together in front of her as she watched the pair enter with a tiny smile on her aunt's face and a glimmer of guilt in her eyes."Jasmine" the woman uttered, her eyes sparkling with admiration as she admired the young woman standing in front of her. She had indeed grown up, the last time she saw her she was merely a young girl of sixteen. And now she was a fully grown woman and a mom with her own little bundle of j
Two years laterIt was a balmy morning, the sun looking all prepped to embark on its daily journey. Its bright, yellowish-orange light suffused the surrounding environment, illuminating the world from the blanket of darkness that covered it mere hours before.It was another typical Sunday, filled with the sweet sounds of music drifting out from houses to mix with the chatter of children gathered around their tables. Their parents moved about their homes, a single eye on their little ones while the other was fixed on their busy schedules.Some people were already out on the streets, jogging and walking with a smile on their faces. They waved cheerfully at every stranger who passed them, a small gesture of positivity to start their day.On the other hand, some people weren't quite ready to face the day. They snuggled up in their comfy beds, their faces buried in their pillows, savoring the rare respite of having a holiday.Ethan fit squarely into this category as he snuggled into his bi
Dream or reality?Delusional or truth?Imaginary or actual?I don't know. It's like deep within I know it's her and she's in front of me, looking back at me with the most beautiful pair of her viridian orbs but it's just that my mind isn't ready to believe it, like it's not ready yet to acknowledge the truth that lays in front of my own eyes.Why? Maybe because of the pain? The pain of betrayal and agony? Or maybe regret.. or maybe...maybe shame? Shame of what she's thinking of me. Embarrassed of myself that she might be judging me, mocking me. But the heart, it was beating faster and I'm not surprised cause that's how it always functioned near her. Beating like it will explode in any minute, the rush of blood and adrenaline, the unintentional movement of muscles in my face and body, the shivers down in my spine, I'm way too used to them now. From the corner of my eyes I caught my dad and Mr. Sinclair leaving. Good, privacy is what we need the most now.As we stood there looking at
Ethan's povDripping....blood dripping from my hand. Not mine, the blood of the disgusting man who now lays on the other end of the cell with me. Endured....a lot. Tried to talk… a lot. Nothing worked.Some people are like that.They won't understand with words, and those who don't understand by words, shall understand by actions. My eyes are boring holes on the wall opposite of me, glaring back at me. My back pressed against the other cold wall while I slumped against the floor. The video of me spread like wildfire. After I was arrested by the police, dad and Steven took the matter in hands and the video was removed from online.But who was I kidding?The field I am working on is business. No commitments, no attachments, just like the word says, pure business.And the number of rivals who are eager to take the position was too many that they did everything to at least put me inside these four thick walls.The irony? They all unite for this matter. All the rivals together, just wo
There she stood, motionless and unresponsive. Her body felt paralysis-like, and not a single muscle moved. Her sparkling green eyes were fixed on the speeding car heading her way, yet it was unclear if the headlights were mocking her or warning her to get out of the way. The glare was too much to handle, and she was not certain what was happening.She knew she had to act quickly. The stakes were high, as the cost of inaction was not only her life but also that of someone else. She had to make a quick decision because if something happened to her, it wouldn't just be one life lost - it would be two. Not only did she know she had to act quickly, but something was holding her back. A numbness had set in her body and despite the rising adrenaline, she couldn't make herself move. In that moment, she wondered why all of this had to happen to her.Because of Ethan?Could it be that all of this was happening as a result of her choice to ignore everything and be with him? Was this the univers
"That he fucking killed your dear ex-boyfriend, beautiful"Betrayed.. torn.. used.. Those were the feelings she felt as Massimo uttered those words to her and her heart broke within her chest. She begged and begged for Ethan to deny what he said was true, to tell her that whatever Massimo said was a lie. But when she saw his head lowered low and hanging he couldn't even meet her eyes, she knew that this was the end. The tears from her eyes flowed rapidly and her body seemed to shake uncontrollably with every passing second.As his head hung low and he refused to look her in the eye, she knew that the words that had been spoken held a truth she didn't want to accept, and her heart broke all over again at the realization. She wanted to scream at him and slap him, hit him out of her pain and betrayal, but she couldn't move herself to do so. She could only watch as the man she loved and trusted was breaking her heart with each passing instant, and all she could do was cry and beg for him
The muffled sounds of people talking filled her ears, but despite her utmost efforts, her heavy eyelids remained clamped shut, offering no respite from the utter darkness enveloping her. The tiny strip of damp material covering her eyes could not fully mask the thick, noxious stench that filled her nostrils, and her conclusion was that it was none other than her own blood. In this tense and unsettling atmosphere, the muffled voices only intensified her mounting distress and fear.The icy breeze blowing against her unprotected skin made her shiver uncontrollably. Her breath began to quicken as the ice-cold wind continued to blast against her, and her lips turned blue from the bitter cold. The cold feeling quickly spread throughout her body, making it feel like her entire body was immersed in an ocean of freezing water. The thought of getting wet with such frigid water was enough to send shivers down her body, yet there was little she could do to protect herself.The loud, incoherent ch
She felt as if she had been transported to the middle of an endless ocean, the vast expanse of blue stretching beyond her sight on every side. Yet somehow, she was not drowning in its depths, but floating weightless, like a piece of debris. The vastness of the ocean and the immense sky above overwhelmed her, and she felt as if she was totally alone, with no presence of any other beings in sight. The loneliness and isolation were so profound that she felt like a tiny, insignificant spec amidst the vast emptiness.As the loud commotion and noise pulled her out of her trance, Jasmine blinked and shifted her eyes away from the television toward the commotion. Xavier scrambled up from his seat, his tone becoming more frantic as he yelled at the driver to turn the car around while Ella clutched his shirt sleeves. The chaos was becoming increasingly intense as she watched a look of horror on Xavier's face. She felt her legs weaken as she took a tentative step forward, her eyes glued to the s
"The person you're trying to reach is unavailable, please leave a message after the tone."Jasmine let out a sigh as she looked at her phone in her hand. This was the third time she'd called Ethan, yet the calls were again diverted to voicemail. Now that four weeks had passed since he left, the calls and conversations had also become more sporadic and scarce. He had made sure to call her once, but his tired and weary voice was easily recognizable.After cutting the call, Jasmine was left with a feeling of emptiness. She looked out at the balcony, her emerald eyes darting towards the big gate that was safely secured. Every time she'd glance at it, her mind would play cruel tricks on her, giving her false illusions of him walking through that entrance. Whenever she heard a noise, her heart would start pumping frantically, hoping and believing that it was him coming to see her. But sadly, he never came.As she scanned the whole place out of habit, she realized that something else had cha