CHRISTIAN
Her appearance was strikingly beautiful, reminiscent of the Veronica I recall—shy, blushing, and above all, innocent.
I couldn't help my gaze lingering over her body, completely bare and sensitive under that flimsy robe. Just the thought of it tightened my body beyond limits.
I swallowed the desire that was stirring within me like a storm and suppressed my intention to pounce on her again. Can you blame me, though? She's the woman I love. Even after everything that happened between us, I never stopped loving her. And when I realized she hadn't remarried and found her in my arms, I couldn't resist.
And I devoured her, the way I have always wanted. I didn't hold back last night, and perhaps I couldn't either. Something within me just unleashed the inner beast I was keeping to myself.
Her scent, her closeness, her delicate figure, her soft, smooth skin, her moans, everything had me spellbound last night, and I just lost myself. It may
CHRISTIANI frowned at Celine's unexpected arrival. "What are you doing here?" I inquired suspiciously.Despite my evident displeasure, she approached me hastily, her hands on my arms as she examined me with palpable anxiety. "I was so worried about you, Christian!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling. "I couldn't sleep all night, thinking of you!"I glared at her, about to push her hand away when she clutched her nails on my shirt and whispered, "Do you not want Denstones's land?" A threatening look flashed in her eyes that immediately made me pause.Approaching me, she closed the distance, inquiring solicitously, "Are you alright, my dear?" Her hand gently touched my cheeks.I briefly observed the children; they appeared surprised and bewildered. Cadence, due to her age, remained oblivious to the unfolding events, but Zeon's evident displeasure and disappointment deeply affected me, yet I feel quite helpless in this situation."I am well,"
VERONICAI quickly exited the elevator that opened onto the exclusive VIP floor of the 'City Heart's' building. This morning, Dr. Hurt's call caused me to rush to the hospital.From what I understand, William's behaviour appears uncooperative. He has again refused surgery and has not responded to attempts to help him. He is also not adhering to his medication regimen, which is unfortunately detrimental to his health.Though I am unsure why my presence is required, Dr. Hurt's concerning tone and urgent request compelled me to come. He sounded quite weary. Knowing William, I suspect he may be rather obstinate.Approaching his room, I observed Dr. Hurt and William's assistant standing outside. Their faces appeared sombre and strained."Dr. Hurt," I greeted, approaching him."Ah, Veronica, I am so relieved you've arrived." He sighed, appearing relieved by my presence. His usual professional demeanour seemed less pronounced, perhaps due to stress
VERONICAMy steps halted as I hurriedly turned and stepped around a corner, hoping they would pass without seeing me.However, they did not walk past; instead, they entered the canteen. Thankfully, they have not yet noticed me, as they are both engrossed in conversation.They paused near the counter, and the woman with Celine ordered a bowl of porridge before turning to Celine. From my vantage point, I could only see her face, but I could hear their conversation clear enough."Stop wiping for that useless man Celine, he is not worth your tears!" The woman sounded frustrated.Oh, is she crying? I blinked, trying to see Celine's face, but in vain. Who is she crying for, though? I wondered in my head."Oh, please don't say that, Emily," Celine said, her voice trembling. "Christian isn't what you think; he loves me very much. It's just—""Just gotten whipped by his ex-wife. Are you going to say that to me now?" That woman, Emily, re
CHRISTIANThree years later, my heart is broken again. Reason—I dared to raise hope for the same woman who mercilessly shattered my heart three years prior.Will she ever understand me? I wondered. In fact, I know the answer already.— She won't. At least, the report before me strengthens that possibility.I looked down at the file that said, "William Denstone." It's the same man with whom I had seen her this morning. I swallowed the painful lump in my throat, shaking the image from my mind, or at least trying to.Yes, I did inquire about him. Perhaps because the scene had stirred an idea within me. A little, and I know perhaps it was foolish, yet it had sat over my chest like a thorn, so I had to.I prayed it was only my twisted mind, I really did, but in the end— my simple foolish doubt turned out to be the hardest truth of my life... William Denstone is her ex-lover, the man for whom she never gave me a chance with herself. She
VERONICA“Wasn't the man Christian Wolfe?” The first question William had asked after entering his exclusive room.I didn't expect the question, but then again, what was I thinking? My reaction was too profound after seeing him, which exposed my vulnerability to William.“Ye-eah…” I murmured and cleared my throat, “umm—shall I order your food here?” I asked, trying to ignore the topic.However, It's William Denstone I'm talking about, and I don't believe he'll cease his actions now, will he? He's never shied away from embarrassing me in the past, so why would he start now?“Why did you run away after seeing him, Veronica?” He inquired, settling onto the couch. His steely gaze bore into me, underscoring my helplessness once more.He is an important personality, and I can not ignore him… Yeah, how fortunate, Veronica. I scoffed inwardly.I bit down my lip and subtly avo
VERONICA“Don't ever think I will let this leave!” Diana hissed at Aunt Lucy. “I will make sure to take it back!” She sternly threatened Aunt Lucy as I stood in the distance and heard her harsh words.I don't understand what she is talking about, though, and since it involved Aunt Lucy, I intervened. Without hesitation, I stepped forward and cleared my throat.“What's happening here?” I asked; my voice paused both women, and their heads turned in my direction.Aunt Lucy frowned, and Diana, well, her eyes widened as if she had encountered a dead.“Veronica—” She muttered, her brows furrowed in confusion as a flicker of shock crossed her ivory gaze. “Wh-at are you doing here?”“This is her property. Of course, she will be here, unlike you.” Aunt Lucy snapped in my defence. “Now before I call the cops on you, leave!”“What did you say?”
VERONICA“Are you trying to become a nun or what?” Rang Zaya's voice in my ears. I could feel her glaring at me even through the phone.A defeated sigh left my chest as I heard her rumbling…“Seriously though, Veronica, how can you do this? You are on break, aren't you? Still, you ran to the hospital this morning… Hold on, did you run away to avoid this date?” Her demanding tone resonated throughout my car.I swallowed the painful lump in my throat and spoke for the first time. “Zaya, can we dismiss this idea of dating for now? I-I am not just feeling it at this moment.” I muttered weakly.Zaya fell silent for a while, “Vero, what happened?” She inquired, her annoyed tone turned anxious.“I am fine.” I muttered. “I am just a little tired. I'll talk to you once I return home, okay? I am currently driving.”“Oh okay, drive safe.” Her voice
CHRISTIANSwirling the whisky glass, I gulped the remaining liquor and pushed it to the bartender, “refill, please.” I murmured.The young, experienced bartender immediately proceeded with my demand as I turned to the bustling dance floor.It's ten p.m., and I find myself in the embrace of the luxurious pub of the city, searching for a solace. However, I have yet to get anything at all.Heartache seemingly became my non-replaceable ornament, adorning me with its grace, and headache was its unyielding companion.Sigh— you have destroyed me for good, Veronica…“Hey, handsome.” A beautiful brunette appeared beside me, batting her lashes and trying to enchant me with her charm, which didn't help either.“Seems alone, or perhaps— severely lonely.” She smirked, sitting on the tool beside me.I couldn't help but chuckle bitterly. Even a stranger could see my distress, except her o
CHRISTIANSwirling the whisky glass, I gulped the remaining liquor and pushed it to the bartender, “refill, please.” I murmured.The young, experienced bartender immediately proceeded with my demand as I turned to the bustling dance floor.It's ten p.m., and I find myself in the embrace of the luxurious pub of the city, searching for a solace. However, I have yet to get anything at all.Heartache seemingly became my non-replaceable ornament, adorning me with its grace, and headache was its unyielding companion.Sigh— you have destroyed me for good, Veronica…“Hey, handsome.” A beautiful brunette appeared beside me, batting her lashes and trying to enchant me with her charm, which didn't help either.“Seems alone, or perhaps— severely lonely.” She smirked, sitting on the tool beside me.I couldn't help but chuckle bitterly. Even a stranger could see my distress, except her o
VERONICA“Are you trying to become a nun or what?” Rang Zaya's voice in my ears. I could feel her glaring at me even through the phone.A defeated sigh left my chest as I heard her rumbling…“Seriously though, Veronica, how can you do this? You are on break, aren't you? Still, you ran to the hospital this morning… Hold on, did you run away to avoid this date?” Her demanding tone resonated throughout my car.I swallowed the painful lump in my throat and spoke for the first time. “Zaya, can we dismiss this idea of dating for now? I-I am not just feeling it at this moment.” I muttered weakly.Zaya fell silent for a while, “Vero, what happened?” She inquired, her annoyed tone turned anxious.“I am fine.” I muttered. “I am just a little tired. I'll talk to you once I return home, okay? I am currently driving.”“Oh okay, drive safe.” Her voice
VERONICA“Don't ever think I will let this leave!” Diana hissed at Aunt Lucy. “I will make sure to take it back!” She sternly threatened Aunt Lucy as I stood in the distance and heard her harsh words.I don't understand what she is talking about, though, and since it involved Aunt Lucy, I intervened. Without hesitation, I stepped forward and cleared my throat.“What's happening here?” I asked; my voice paused both women, and their heads turned in my direction.Aunt Lucy frowned, and Diana, well, her eyes widened as if she had encountered a dead.“Veronica—” She muttered, her brows furrowed in confusion as a flicker of shock crossed her ivory gaze. “Wh-at are you doing here?”“This is her property. Of course, she will be here, unlike you.” Aunt Lucy snapped in my defence. “Now before I call the cops on you, leave!”“What did you say?”
VERONICA“Wasn't the man Christian Wolfe?” The first question William had asked after entering his exclusive room.I didn't expect the question, but then again, what was I thinking? My reaction was too profound after seeing him, which exposed my vulnerability to William.“Ye-eah…” I murmured and cleared my throat, “umm—shall I order your food here?” I asked, trying to ignore the topic.However, It's William Denstone I'm talking about, and I don't believe he'll cease his actions now, will he? He's never shied away from embarrassing me in the past, so why would he start now?“Why did you run away after seeing him, Veronica?” He inquired, settling onto the couch. His steely gaze bore into me, underscoring my helplessness once more.He is an important personality, and I can not ignore him… Yeah, how fortunate, Veronica. I scoffed inwardly.I bit down my lip and subtly avo
CHRISTIANThree years later, my heart is broken again. Reason—I dared to raise hope for the same woman who mercilessly shattered my heart three years prior.Will she ever understand me? I wondered. In fact, I know the answer already.— She won't. At least, the report before me strengthens that possibility.I looked down at the file that said, "William Denstone." It's the same man with whom I had seen her this morning. I swallowed the painful lump in my throat, shaking the image from my mind, or at least trying to.Yes, I did inquire about him. Perhaps because the scene had stirred an idea within me. A little, and I know perhaps it was foolish, yet it had sat over my chest like a thorn, so I had to.I prayed it was only my twisted mind, I really did, but in the end— my simple foolish doubt turned out to be the hardest truth of my life... William Denstone is her ex-lover, the man for whom she never gave me a chance with herself. She
VERONICAMy steps halted as I hurriedly turned and stepped around a corner, hoping they would pass without seeing me.However, they did not walk past; instead, they entered the canteen. Thankfully, they have not yet noticed me, as they are both engrossed in conversation.They paused near the counter, and the woman with Celine ordered a bowl of porridge before turning to Celine. From my vantage point, I could only see her face, but I could hear their conversation clear enough."Stop wiping for that useless man Celine, he is not worth your tears!" The woman sounded frustrated.Oh, is she crying? I blinked, trying to see Celine's face, but in vain. Who is she crying for, though? I wondered in my head."Oh, please don't say that, Emily," Celine said, her voice trembling. "Christian isn't what you think; he loves me very much. It's just—""Just gotten whipped by his ex-wife. Are you going to say that to me now?" That woman, Emily, re
VERONICAI quickly exited the elevator that opened onto the exclusive VIP floor of the 'City Heart's' building. This morning, Dr. Hurt's call caused me to rush to the hospital.From what I understand, William's behaviour appears uncooperative. He has again refused surgery and has not responded to attempts to help him. He is also not adhering to his medication regimen, which is unfortunately detrimental to his health.Though I am unsure why my presence is required, Dr. Hurt's concerning tone and urgent request compelled me to come. He sounded quite weary. Knowing William, I suspect he may be rather obstinate.Approaching his room, I observed Dr. Hurt and William's assistant standing outside. Their faces appeared sombre and strained."Dr. Hurt," I greeted, approaching him."Ah, Veronica, I am so relieved you've arrived." He sighed, appearing relieved by my presence. His usual professional demeanour seemed less pronounced, perhaps due to stress
CHRISTIANI frowned at Celine's unexpected arrival. "What are you doing here?" I inquired suspiciously.Despite my evident displeasure, she approached me hastily, her hands on my arms as she examined me with palpable anxiety. "I was so worried about you, Christian!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling. "I couldn't sleep all night, thinking of you!"I glared at her, about to push her hand away when she clutched her nails on my shirt and whispered, "Do you not want Denstones's land?" A threatening look flashed in her eyes that immediately made me pause.Approaching me, she closed the distance, inquiring solicitously, "Are you alright, my dear?" Her hand gently touched my cheeks.I briefly observed the children; they appeared surprised and bewildered. Cadence, due to her age, remained oblivious to the unfolding events, but Zeon's evident displeasure and disappointment deeply affected me, yet I feel quite helpless in this situation."I am well,"
CHRISTIANHer appearance was strikingly beautiful, reminiscent of the Veronica I recall—shy, blushing, and above all, innocent.I couldn't help my gaze lingering over her body, completely bare and sensitive under that flimsy robe. Just the thought of it tightened my body beyond limits.I swallowed the desire that was stirring within me like a storm and suppressed my intention to pounce on her again. Can you blame me, though? She's the woman I love. Even after everything that happened between us, I never stopped loving her. And when I realized she hadn't remarried and found her in my arms, I couldn't resist.And I devoured her, the way I have always wanted. I didn't hold back last night, and perhaps I couldn't either. Something within me just unleashed the inner beast I was keeping to myself.Her scent, her closeness, her delicate figure, her soft, smooth skin, her moans, everything had me spellbound last night, and I just lost myself. It may