==Matteo==Work work work work. That had been my mantra for the past week. That was all I thought of. Consequently, there were no rooms for wishful thoughts, forbidden desires and of course the nightmares. What's more, my other self had gone on a long vacation—if not died. My mind was basically refreshed. However, something wrestled to remain stuck. Olivia and the thoughts she brought. Contrary to what one might believe, I hadn't been as lovestruck as I used to. Wait, did I just admit to… Fuck, shut up. Anyways, I wasn't all engrossed in her as I used to. I had gained control of my emotions, only letting thoughts about her seep in whenever I wanted such.We both hadn't seen each other since Dr. Joelle came—making it five days of non communication. I was cool with it now. I know so. I'd been frustrated with her not showing up for meals, but I'd come to realise that that was in fact in my favour. The girl just had something about her. I mean, I could summon her and she'd decide to clad
==Matteo==The building was actively burning, coughing out puffs upon puffs of smoke. I charged towards the entrance, not minding the sharp objects littered around and the bedlam around me. The fierce flames shooting out from the building did little to deter me. I dove forward and jostled into the building, coming to arrive at the lobby. The smoke was dense here. It went straight into my nose, irritating me. It hurt my lungs and I coughed. Hard. I looked around me. All i saw was destruction. Blinded by rage, I growled. The deep guttural sound leapt from the depth of my stomach. It was evidence of anger and hurt. Before I knew it, red covered my vision and I was pounding hard on someone. I held it by the neck and punched hard, deep into his face. I punched, vetting all my anger, all my bitterness on him until he bleed. That didn't make me stop. The sour smell of blood only irked me more, making me continue with the battery.Then, someone hit my back. I left the bleedy fucker and fac
Andrea stepped onto the porch with a magazine in one hand and her phone in the other. She sat down flipped through the pages for a while and shut it close. She sighed. Her mind went back to the events that happened ealier. Two nights ago. An insane ruckus had broken out, rendering the entirety of Brookehurt barren. Even worse was the fact that Vintage hadn't been left out in the destruction. Her roommate, Yvonne had come home with all the gist and with photo evidence from her phone to support her claim. Andrea had been to the sorceress's, giving her a piece of her mind. Now, learning about the sad fate of Vintage only made her want to embrace The Master and whisper words of consolation to him. She'd seen the video footage, how fierce his wolf was. It was an instant turn on. She felt guilty for getting the arousal, but how could she stop it? There was no getting that. The same way there wasn't getting around the fact that The Master was a wolf! She'd been clueless all this time. Clue
==Matteo==A knock came through, snatching me from my lifeless gaze. I glanced at the door, shut my eyes close and threw my head back at my swivel chair. I grumbled a 'come in'. The door pulled open, and there was a moment of silence. "Sir—""What you got?"Yosef cleared his throat. "The curfew has extended to Brookehurt, starting from 7 in the evening to 8 in the night."The raid had temporarily interfered with internet connection. Yosef, however, saw to it that it was promptly fixed. "Is that all?"He was silent for a while before replying. "A lot of buildings were...destroyed . Vintage happened to be one of them, unfortunately.""And? What're the statistics?""Total. Total raid." I shut my eyes tight. Emotions eating me raw. I swallowed the bile that'd found its way into my mouth, and even getting it removed hurt. The lump in my throat was a stumbling block. A lone tear ran down from my left eye. I didn't bother to wipe it off. "Sir…A body was found two nights ago. That's t
==Matteo==I found myself in that usual space. The middle of nowhere in which the concept of time and logic were null and void. However, unlike other times, I wasn't encircled by darkness but rather bright blinding whiteness. I sat with my legs crossed on top of each other. I appeared to be floating because I couldn't feel my bum make an impact with any surface. I didn't look down to make sure of the fact. It wasn't necessary.Beside me in each side were nightmares. Two if my worst nightmares: Angela De La Crux and the one I didn't have a name for yet. A caricature of me. I wasn't actively staring at them. But my peripheral vison did the trick. Angela was staring at me while the other fixed his gaze on his toes. "I mean, the main winery's in Tuscany. Isn't it? This isn't the end of the world."I didn't speak. A long stretched silence settled in, Angela thought it wise to thaw the ice. "I sincerely apologise for the raid and the losses incurred."Indeed. "You're a seer, aren't you?
==Olivia==I was in high spirits. One, because my period had just ended. The little devil came as usual and crippled me. This time, there hadn’t been any wolf-in-human being to massage the pain away. I had to deal with the agony. Secondly and more fantastic, tomorrow would make it three days to my exit. Precious day 27, it was. I stared at the mini calendar on the nightstand, still finding it difficult to believe I was almost there. Funny thing was that the days left had escaped my memory. Or rather, I had given up on the hope of being free. However, I chided myself. I shouldn't surrender. I oughtn't. And surely, come Day 29, I'd meet Matteo and remind him it was over.I sniffed. Beads of tears rested on my eye lids. I survived. I actually...did fucking survive. I pulled my legs to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I thought about Matteo. I couldn't help but wonder if he had taken the doctor's word for it, just as I had. He hadn't showed up ever since. I didn't care though. I
==Olivia==At first I'd thought I was dreaming reason why I vigorously rubbed my eyes. But reopening them, I was met with the same scene: Matteo whipping himself mercilessly. I didn't think much before racing out of my room. I hurried down the stairs, the drowsiness suddenly vanished. Reaching the living room, I charged for the front door. I was about opening it when a voice startled me. "Miss, you should be in bed.""Your boss...he's hurting himself!" I said, but my words hung in the air. The butler simply took his eyes outside and returned then to me. "He's whipping himself.". Yet again, he didn't move an inch, which only made me question my credibility. Had I actually seen Matteo or was that perhaps, hallucination? No… No, I was sure I saw him. It was clear. "You should be in your bed, Miss." What the fuck? This was unbelievable."Listen, okay. I know I had…" I belched. Ordinarily, I'd have recoiled in embarrassment. My body had been invaded by department of sympathetic nervou
==Matteo==I stared wide eyed as Olivia's lips grabbed mine. I didn't expect she throw herself at me, after the earlier resistance. All the same I wasn't unhappy either. She cupped my cheeks as she deepened her kiss. Her lips were so fucking soft and I found myself getting pulled in. Slowly, she killed the kiss, coming to look at me. I was absolutely dazed. Her breath was shallow as usual and her shoulders heaved in tandem. "Why did you stop?" I asked, and without blinking, she took hold of my lips again. This time, I was prepared to go head on. In the heat of the moment, I said, "I want to fuck you, Olivia. So fucking bad." Her moans was all I could hear. And then she shocked me by saying, "what's stopping you?" That statement of hers turned me on so much that I pulled from the ground, and had her straddle me. I used my sixth sense to locate the maze. Getting there, I set her down to the ground. As soon as I did that, Olivia gripped my pants, trying desperately to pull it down.