Darkest Reality

"Get the little one's princess, bigger ones are heavy and you might get hurt."There was a mix of concern and amusement in my father, Jose Pollo's voice while reprimanding me to get more of the bigger rocks. I am helping him in gathering rocks used to build my mini house."It is not that heavy Daddy, and I don't like gathering little rocks, it is too much work."Jose Pollo chuckled at my reasoning and decided to stop his work. He helped me in carrying my rocks and we both put them in the wheelbarrow."You know Princess, one of the values you should always remember from me, is to be patient. You can't finish your work by doing it all at once, it needs to be done separately. Well, it goes the same for the stones. If you always carry the heavy ones, you'd tire easily while if you choose to carry the small stones you can easily get and put it in the wheelbarrow without exerting so much effort."At that time, I didn't understand my father. I wasn't able

"There are a lot of predators here Princess" Dad whispered through my ear while scrutinizing the crowd in front of us.I laughed at Daddy who sounded so worried. His head was everywhere, being conscious of his surroundings.The party had started and the host was still giving his speech so we were waiting on the side of the stage."Daddy, you make it sound as if I am a food."He chuckled at my comment and looked at me."Well you are a fresh bloom Princess, no one can resist that. Let me tell you something, everyone owns a different idea about you...Good and bad are just some examples of it. The mind is vast, it could formulate anything... even trick you"I raised an eyebrow, amused as to where this conversation is leading to.Maria told me that Dad had been into sci-fi movies recently. When he doesn't go to work, he spends it with Netflix.I just pretended to be interested in the topic and listened attentively."If you ju

"Thank you for coming, I hope you guys enjoy this night" I sat next to Cian who was distracted by his phone. "Are you okay?" I asked, leaning closer so he could hear me. "Yeah" he answered, putting his phone away. He grabs a glass of Veuve Clicquot and drinks it smoothly. He looks agitated but controlled. It was as if he was annoyed. "Easy on that or you might get drunk," I said while putting my hand on top of his. He nodded in response. "Don't worry about me, Elle" I just shrugged my shoulder and left my hand on his palm. Samantha was eyeing me indistinctively, mouthing "flirt" which instantly made me disagree. I wouldn't want to indulge more in Samantha's naughty thoughts so I looked away and listened to Cian's older brother. Claven was talking about his line of work proudly, earning giggles from my cousins. By the looks of it, Claven is probably impressing them and my loosely tied cousins were already drawn t

"I think your time is up young man," Dad noted in a stern voice which made me raise a brow.  "Dad," I said sharply, wiggling my brows at him. "It's okay Elle" Cian interrupted and loosen his hold on my waist. He faced Dad with a nervous smile yet with brave eyes. "Uh, sir, sorry if I'd ask you this without notice but, will you spare me a minute after the party? I'd like to talk to you about your daughter" he asked calmly but his sweaty hands said otherwise, he was nervous. My Dad maintained his stoic expression on the other corner, trying to illicit an intimidating aura to my nervous boyfriend. "I agree that we should talk young man but let me dance with my daughter first" he replied arrogantly to which Cian agreed, nodding his head automatically. Thereafter, Cian placed my hand in Dad's palm. "Later Elle" he bid, leaving me alone with Dad on the dancefloor. I stared at his broad back as he went his way to their table.

I looked around the venue. The hall was still full-packed. There are still a lot of people, mostly businessmen, influencers, high-profiled guests, and tons of sexy girls like Marga. Godness, I sounded so different. Why do I suddenly sound bitter? Unconsciously, I massage my temple. My mind is in chaos. "Hey, are you okay?" Flora grabbed my arm. I looked at her and mouthed to evacuate the table. Why did I even sit in here? Oh yeah, because of Cian, but Cian is not here. Ahh, whatever. "Uhm, excuse me for a while," I excused politely, feeling kind of dizzy about the things that are starting to trouble in my head. Pierre gently raised his head upon hearing my voice. Those pair of beautiful coal-black eyes are mysteriously staring at me again, and I can't help but become more nervous than ever. I quickly stood up on my chair and they all looked at me. "Uhm yeah... excuse me for a while, I need to entertain other guests. Enj