LOGINShare
Epilogue - The Farewell
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:56Related chapters
Deadly Affairs A Troublesome First Impression
Part ICrown Architects & Builders towered most of the buildings of Manhattan. I can hardly breathe just theorizing what it feels like looking down from above. It's beautiful. I mean the general design of the building. It was not as tall as Steinway Tower, but it can definitely take your attention. It has a shape of a cylinder, a fact that can be proven further if you're in a miniscule distance. It look like a bigger version of Rome's Colosseum, having imitated eight gigantic pillars which I believe the purpose is more on design than foundation. The voluptuous display is completed by the enormous dark glasses that restricted a view from the outside. And lastly, the huge silver letters forming its company name, looks down proudly over the entrance. I would not be surprised to see such an outstanding view if it's a construction and design company like this. I proceed to the entrance, and each steps I make only served to further make me nervous. I breathe heavily. The glass door of th
Deadly Affairs The King
My body stiffs, a lump gradually forming inside my throat and I can feel my hands shivering as my eyes slowly adjusts to the sudden explosion of light. His figure stands right in front of me, firm and powerful. This man is so tall that he towers over me, and my scalp barely reached his chin and I'm five feet and six inches tall. He is topless and I can smell the fresh and manly scent of his perfume mixed with the sweat that makes his body seem to twinkle under the lights. He has broad shoulders—so manly and powerful, and so are his chests. The man is well-built, not typically bodybuilder-looking male but a male model. And now that his face has a better lighting, he's even more attractive than I first anticipated. He's handsome—no, handsome is an insult. He's beautiful. He's the epitomy of male beauty. He's so freaking gorgeous that the heat I've felt in the elevator and the humidity in the air rises to a stifling proportion. He rubs his eyes and for a moment he tries to focus on me.
Deadly Affairs When love fails, agony speaks
“What?” I demand, irritation abruptly rising.“But this is too sudden. It's only my first day.”Mister Crown turns his head and looks back at me as he is descending from the yacht down to a speedboat. He's beautiful but his manly brows indicates he is annoyed.“Are you gonna come or not? This is your first day of work, lady. Shouldn't you be obeying your boss’s order rather than complaining?” A brow of his rises.“I’m not complaining, mister Crown. I just wasn't expecting that we're going to spend the weekend here on my first day. I wasn't even prepared,” I reason, fidgeting on the spot I am standing.“Well, weren't you just talking about adaptability and bullshits mere hours ago?” he respond. He's right. I was. But I wasn't expecting that I'd be needing it so soon. I thought he didn't need it.“Well yes…”“Then hurry up.”I stare at him double-heartedly for a moment. He's my boss and as her secretary it's my responsibility and obligation to do what I am told. But isn't this way too s
Deadly Affairs In Search Of Gold
I conceal my face with the use of the mask, and Jane follows suit. She climbs from the vehicle first and as immediately as she does, she already seems to consume everybody's attention. I am not surprised. If I am one of these men, I'd most likely turn my head and have a boner with Jane in sight. She's wearing mesmerizing clothing. From being dark, the dress twirls down into waves of midnight blue, glittering stars sparkling from the V-line that crossed her chest, allowing a generous view of her cleavage. Earrings that seem to glint are hanging in each of her ears. They're very simple and minimalist, not as head-turner as mine, but equally beautiful. She looks incredibly attractive and the only thing I'm hoping for at this moment is that she's aware of it.I breathe deeply. I didn't realize that guests come in such a number. They're wearing their expensive suits and dresses and glinting jewelries that almost blinds me. Jane looks down through the window and gestures her head. I nod at
Deadly Affairs The Beginning
The sun's rays peeks through the bay window of Jordan's rest house and I barely open my eyes to check. I pound my temples. My throat feels dry, a vein on my forehead throbbing and I feel like I just got out of a spinning car. This must be the effect of the alcohol I drank last night. I carefully push myself up to sit and stops abruptly when the throbbing in my head kicks painfully hard. Oh what a pleasant morning!I climb out of the bed and rush to the bathroom. I am mortified by the face in the mirror that greets me. I must have been very drunk that I actually forgot to take off my make up. Now I look like a raccoon, heavy black mascara and liner smudged around my eyes like lopsided dark rings. I sigh. Good thing I didn't give in Jordan's charm immediately last night. If I did he would have seen me in this miserable look. I turn the faucet, taking my make up off with the running water, washing my face several times. I pluck several tissues from a box on the shelf and wipe it all ov
Deadly Affairs One Of The Many Victims
I open my eyes and study the four corners around me. Last night had ignited quickly that I almost forgot the time Jordan carried me to his bed. Last night was something special, and I won't deny that I've been looking forward for it since we arrived here. The ritual had been long, steamy and slow and each second spent with him last night I have cherished. An experience I will carry with me to my grave. I stare thoughtfully at the naked man I am on top of. It's as if I am a prisoner, willingly offering myself to his captive. I glide my fingers down to his chest, each well-defined muscle of him marking forever in my mind. I wanted Jordan all along. Shame how I didn't realize it sooner.Carefully I move away from him as I plan to get to the bathroom. I startle when his arms catches me by my waist.“Where do you think you're going, woman?” Jordan sits erect and nibbles on my ear, keeping me close.“Jordan, you surprised me. I'm not planning to sneak out. I promise,” I chuckle.“I just w
Deadly Affairs Horrible Problems Deserves Horrible Solutions
Friday | Crown Building “Sir, I just received an invitation from Mr. Barkley. He says he would like you to come to a dinner party at his mansion next Saturday,” I say to Mr. Crown politely as he is sitting in his chair, his fingers running across the keyboard of his laptop.“Refuse the invitation. I already have plans this Saturday,” he orders with high authority.“Noted, sir.” I type something on the iPad I am holding, composing a response for Mr. Barkley's invitation. I scroll down to unread messages on his emails and finds a message from someone that impacts me such. I hesitate for a bit.“You have a message from Barbara Lang, sir,” I stutter intermittently.Mr. Crown pauses and the faint sound of the keyboard suddenly vanishes. His eyes casts up at me. The same eyes that used to look at me with interest. But now, beneath those blue eyes oh his is pure nothing but ice.“What does she want?” He sighs disappointedly, like he has received a message from someone who's in debt with him
Deadly Affairs The Day The Universe Collapsed And Is Reborn
After my shift ended, Jean and I met at the local bar we used to go to.The bar is loud and reverberating, and looks downright painful to the eye. Disco lights dances and spins, a catchy playlist of nothing but disco songs fills the establishment with power and energy—the exact opposite of what feelings I possess the whole time I got here.Women wiggle their bodies like worms, quietly offering themselves to potential one night stands while men decide who to pick. Stereotyped situations like this never get old, and it can never be denied because why else would sinners go to bars? To get laid of course. “This is your suggestion?” I shout over the ear splitting sound that colonized the entirety of the establishment.“This is everybody's suggestion!” Jean shouts back.“Why else would you visit bars like this? To drink your troubles away of course. To get wasted!”Jean howls and begins to wiggle, influenced by the catchy music.“Come on! Dance!” she bubbles, shaking her limbs, dancing ero
Latest chapter
Deadly Affairs Epilogue - The Farewell
By the time Sebastian arrives in the visiting room, and sits on the opposite, across the mirror that separates the two of us, he looks rather concerned than frightened. He is accompanied by two uniformed officers and handcuffs limit his hands from unnecessary movements. The bright orange of the inmate uniform he wears glows, but his face doesn't. Our eyes meet for a moment before he decides to sit down. He drops his eyes in visible guilt. I almost cried watching wearing that outfit and in handcuffs. Sebastian wasn't like this a few months ago. He used to be the charming, charismatic, outgoing and nice vocalist who once colored my life. And now his life is dull. He looks tired and pale, and wrinkles begin to form on his face in just a matter of days. And yes I said 'he used to'. Implying something that went down the drain miserably. It's horrifying how one person's life can change in an instant. I grab the telephone hanging against the wall, putting it next to my ear. I wait for
Deadly Affairs A Deadly Affairs
The last glimpse I gave to sleeping Jordan is when I prepared to take off. He was sleeping comfortably and as if in a beautiful dream. I would admit I was hesitating that time and had the urge to rather go back to sleep with him than do this stupid mission. And now I'm on one of the villagers boats and managed to convince him to take me back to New York which is roughly fifteen minutes of sailing from the island. The cold wind that touches the sea before waffling against my face makes me shiver. The same way it makes me as I predict how my mission will end. I needed to sneak from Jordan. I know damn well he won't let me go get my stuff and say my last farewell to his brother. I know I need to do it myself. Who knows what Jordan might do if he goes instead.I won't lie that I'm still having anxiety. Mainly about how Sebastian would react. Would he beat me like what he did a few days ago? Is he doing smoothly by now? The time should be enough for him to clear his mind right? Or is it? I
Deadly Affairs “Let’s get hitched.”
Love never felt this strong. The wanting, yearning and longing for nothing but his general existence is one struggle I won't hesitate to take over and over again. Jordan for the second time awakened something deep within me I never knew existed until it bloomed, and when I realized it, it was way too late. He has already taken captive my heart, and I doubt he ever has plans to let it go. But I can live with that. In fact I'd even encourage him to do so. Jordan carved my heart, let it go because of failure and was found by his brother. But his brother was not a keeper. Sebastian treated me with no importance. And now the carved heart has finally made its way back again. Perhaps I really was meant to be his. Perhaps it was all a test of time, a test of how great the emotions we shared before. So many things love can affect. Just like how more exciting and pleasurable making love with him has become. He felt so eager, so hungry and full of passion. Not like the rough and selfish sex we
Deadly Affairs His To Keep
In your adult days—that span where you most likely first experienced a midlife crisis, were you still able to feel great excitement each day of your waking? The same kind of excitement we used to have when we were kids? The same excitement toddlers used to have that restricts them from sleeping? The kind of excitement that seems to highlight the color of your life you weren't expecting the kind of glow was possible? The adrenaline, the consistent and uncontrollable innocent grin and the tippy toes that just seem to not know how to calm down? That kind of excitement? I hope you still did. Because in my case…I do. I open my eyes, blurry and wet and glinting with a strange gleam. This is the first day this year where I am actually looking forward to the day. I actually feel energetic. I must have had a long and undisturbed sleep because I am feeling like I'm in a different body. A new body. But perhaps it's not the body that's new. For years of being in my adult lifespan, I have never f
Deadly Affairs Gentle And Innocent Colors
“Can you walk?” Jordan asks as he guides me up from the bed. I force my feet myself up with every effort that I look like a simple stand is difficult to do. “Yeah. I’m alright,” I reply, enduring the prickling sensation all over my legs. He maintains his assistive hand on mine until I finally stand tall on my feet. The whole thing feels like an achievement. As if standing is something I have never done since the day I was born. I let out a long gasp of relief—the same manner as a thirsty traveler finally drinking water. “That wasn't so bad at all.” I grin, which in response he imitates. “Are you sure you want to walk around? You know you have to take some rest first, right?” says Jordan.“Laying down for the whole day won't help me get over what happened. I'll just end up thinking about it. I need something to occupy myself with,” I reason.“And you think in that state of yours you can do something other than walk?”Before I can ever reply, my limbs suddenly explode in weakness.Be
Deadly Affairs History Of Violence
Confusion and consciousness seems to collapse over me at the awakening of my eyes. The display appears foggy and blurry and as if the world becomes nothing but a Merry-go-round—spinning and spinning, until it finally reaches to the point of my clear vision. A sting quickly triggers the nerves above my eyes as if it's my brows that somehow caused it. My body feels weak and dead and as if I've been in a coma longer than I have ever lived. As if heavy weights laid organized in every part of my body, except for my head. My spine feels stiff because with every effort I give to sit down, I just end up in a series of helpless gasps. I blink my eyes several times, further adjusting my view in focus.I look around. The surrounding is familiar, looking straight out from a place I believe I have been before. A wealthy guy's bedroom, with dark walls and ceilings mostly adored by those ruthless gangsters. The bedroom is abnormally large—as large as Sebastian and I used to live in. That's right. N
Deadly Affairs All Hell Breaks Loose
Sebastian keeps his tight grip around my wrist as he silently drags me out of the venue. Several people turned to look, but none bothered to intervene—not even Jordan.He clasps my wrist so hard that it almost feels like he's about to shatter the bone inside. Several times I attempted to pull my arm out for my escape because I had already expected another beating from him—something there's no way I'm gonna let happen again.We reach his car—the only time he finally let go of my hand “What’s wrong with you?” I ask, but deep down I already possess the knowledge as to why he suddenly acts drastically. He freezes in the spot he's standing, arms in the waist, visibly fuming. And then he transfers his dangerously dark eyes to me—the eyes that possess mixed emotions in which anger stands out. “When are you planning to tell me, Keila?” And that simple phrase his mouth utters proves my guess even more.“Tell you what?” I swallow hard, uncomfortably carrying the guilt around my shoulders.“Th
Deadly Affairs What Happened To Us?
Part IIIWe arrive at the venue five minutes before eight. The sky provided a natural disco ball into the house for the guests that had been coming in dozens. The place is fairly-lit, like a setting straight out from books like Pride and Prejudice. A place that holds the kind of lighting that emits a Dark Academia vibe. As expected, each and every lady is sported in expensive dresses, decorated with gold and silver, faces covered by well applied makeup and foundations that didn't fail to make them look and feel good. And as for the gentlemen, suits of various colors are proudly represented by their figures. All with expensive watches that supplied the requirement for a stylish men's attires. As Sebastian and I climb out of the vehicle, and as crowds of suits and dresses trace the stairs that lead them to the entrance, hesitation stops me for a brief moment. I don't know what it actually is that's keeping me from taking one more step.Is it because Sebastian and I are still not on go
Deadly Affairs A Heavy Burden
I have always believed that there's nothing more painful than break up. But then I realize, being in a relationship where you feel like you don't belong is a greater predicament. I used to feel Sebastian's unconditional love for me. Like he was the sun and I was the flower that happily opens and blooms as another day reunites us. He used to take care of me with his sunshine, giving me the nutrients I need to blossom, and I accepted it, wholeheartedly. Everything seems different now. He's trying to burn me now, his strong heat wanting to destroy me every time he's angry. He did it again. He hurt me once more.Or rather… He destroyed me.. . .The night was sleepless and the tears and agony accompanied me the whole time I lay on the bed. My heart feels like being dropped with a weight, crushing it down into fragments. Sebastian used to be someone to me. He was the one who brought spark to my life, but what's upsetting is that he's also the one who took it. I'm drowning. Now I know w
