Wedding of the century… it says.
I looked at my photo in the magazine. With my luxury dress and perfect get up, surely, no one would recognize the poor Katherine Sullivan's face. Besides, I was living in a small town in Washington. Those people who knew me there didn't care about the people in high society. I even doubt if this news had reached those cheap broadsheets. In Great Britain maybe, but not in Washington.
I guess it's also the reason why Peter purposely searched for a substitute in that small town far away from Manchester because if someone would recognize the impostor in the middle of pretense, it would create a big trouble.
My eyes drifted to the man next to me in the featured picture. Adam was in his dark suit, staring straight with his set of deep dark eyes as if he was trying to intimidate the photographer. His face was clean-shaven and his pitch black hair was brushed up neatly. His brows were thick enough and curving at his eyes perfectly
I looked at myself in the mirror. The sight of the wedding gown makes me feel like my stomach is being twisted somewhere. When I was younger, I always thought that the moment I wear a wedding gown, it would be the happiest day of my life. But at this moment, looking at myself, the only thing I feel is pity. I pity myself for having no choice but to stoop this low.I value marriage. It’s a sacred thing for me, yet what I will do today is a grave sin, a fraud and a form of disrespect.It’s just sad that I couldn’t appreciate such beautiful wedding gown. I’m sure this kind of gown is every girl’s dream. I wished I could at least be a little happy for having a chance to wear it, but I just couldn’t.I immediately wiped the tear that escaped my eye when I heard the door clicked. From the mirror, I saw Peter went in. He’s wearing a black tuxedo and a bow tie.I faced him with a small smile.“You’re he
I glared at Adam and pulled my hand when the driver wasn’t watching. Thinking that we will spend the night together later makes my stomach churn. But then, at least we already had an agreement that he won’t demand anything else. We are clear on that part so I am kind of relieved. But still, I still can’t help feeling uneasy about it. Imagine, I was never in a romantic relationship before and I had never slept with a man, and yet I will be sleeping in the same room with a ruthless, tsundere, and narcissistic billionaire. Could there be something worse than that?The reception was full of pretense. I was smiling the whole time, saying my thank yous to the endless greetings. I tell you, it was not fun at all. Especially when there's this grumpy man beside me holding my waist and pissing me off every time he says words I don't like."You know what
What the hell is this?I was just right there, sitting on the carpet, looking at my hand. Blood dripped to my wrist and to the carpet. The cut in my finger was small but I think the one in the palm was deeper.It was painful, but I couldn't concentrate on the pain alone. Why did someone sent this to us? Is it a prank? I don't think someone would give that kind of thing as wedding gift, unless it's meant to be… a warning. A threat.The door of the bathroom abruptly opened. Adam went out in a black bathrobe that's not even properly tied. His hair was still dripping wet and droplets of water were trickling down his face and neck. He obviously didn't take time to wipe himself and just wore the robe so he can get out. He probably heard my shriek."What did—" He stopped. His eyes went down to my hand and he immediately knew what was wrong."I-I was bored… I thought of opening the gifts, then I got the red box… I didn't know&mda
“Mr. Velasquez said that you may enjoy all the resort’s services for free, Mr. and Mrs. Beaumont. If you need anything, just call customer service on the telephone,” the staff said when we arrived at our room’s door. The way she addressed us gave me goosebumps. It’s just really strange, you know. Not strange in a good way since I don’t think I would ever want that title for myself. I’d rather marry a beggar than marry someone as cold-blooded as Adam. He has all the riches in the world, alright. But for people like me, money isn’t the center of the world. And a man like him, he for sure will only treat his real wife as slave, which I will never allow to happen to me. “Thank you,” Adam said coldly. The staffs bringing our things went in along with us but immediately left. I sighed when I was left with Adam alone again. Every time we are alone together, it feels like the breathable air isn’t enough for both of us. It feels suffocating. Maybe because I’m still in
He was looking at the sea seriously when I turned to look at him. He looked so dark and stern that I wondered what he meant by that. Was I wrong to say that he could never understand me because he didn’t encounter hardships as difficult as mine? Thinking that he might have a rough past for him to say that made me feel guilty. “You’re right,” I managed to finally speak after a while. “I don’t know you that much, and I don’t know what you’ve been through in life. I was just used to, you know, having the mindset that only poor people have a rough past, and that rich people always have better life. For people in the lower crust like me, it’s easier to think that way. Because if we put it that way, we’d always dream for a life like yours. We think of it as a haven, the reason why we can’t see its flaws. We are blinded by the ideals that we tend to ignore the reality.” I looked away and sighed. “I’m sorry if I offended you.” “You tal
“Have you seen that?” I asked Adam while laughing when we entered our room.“Seen what?” He went to the corner table and poured himself some wine. I went to get my own glass. He poured some wine in it too.“The girl, Adam. Isn’t it obvious? She likes you.”He didn’t have any reaction. He only sipped on his wine. “And?”“And what? It’s just a little ridiculous. I mean, I’ve watched several movies with the ‘other woman’ tropes, but I couldn’t believe I experienced it first hand. She was trying to make me feel bad and seduce you the whole time, if you didn’t notice it.” I was still smiling like an idiot. It was such an entertainment. “If you she only knows that there is really nothing going on between us.”I sipped on my wine and traced the lid with my finger.“But honestly, I find her really bold and interesting. Apart
Adam was already on the bed when I went out of the bathroom. Wearing my pair of mickey mouse pajamas, I sat on my space while drying my hair with a towel. He’s facing the ceiling with his one arm beneath his head. His eyes were close and his eyelids are steady so I think he’s already sleeping.I have no problem sleeping in the same bed with him, though. The bed is spacious enough for us to have our own spaces. Besides, he’s steady when sleeping. I wonder if I move a lot, or if I snore. Mom always says that I move a lot before. We only have one room in the apartment we used to live, that’s why we only share. I love sleeping with her so it wasn’t really a big deal.The devil looks like an angel when sleeping… I said on my mind while staring at his face.I wonder if he ever had loved someone before. Or if he was ever loved.Peter told me everything about Adam that I need to know, but he didn’t mention anything about
Katherine and Adam in their past lives... My head was aching badly when I opened my eyes. I knew at once that I was in a grand unfamiliar room I've never visited before. A golden chandelier was hanging above and the intricate details of the furnitures and every corner reminded me of the Victorian style. But even though it looked classic, it also has a bit of modern touches. Sure, it was a good place to sleep in, but where was this place exactly? As I rose slowly in a sitting position, the double doors of the room opened. A man in an all black attire went in. He was wearing a black turtleneck, black slacks and black overcoat. One look and I knew he was close to my age. A few years older than me at least. He was tall, lean and his chest was broad. He looked strong. My gaze then climbed to his face and found a pair of raven brooding eyes. His features were marked with hardness, especially his angular jaw that brought enough manlin
Eve’s POVTears of joy rolled down my cheeks when I read what is written in the invitation delivered to me. Landon, who was carrying our little girl in his arms, went to me with an alarmed face when he saw my expression.“What is wrong?”I shook my head and smiled. “I’m just happy.”“Happy about what?”His eyes drifted to the invitation card I was holding.“Carter is getting married?” His gaze went back to me and I saw his worried face as if something is wrong with me, or that I feel bad about it and he wants to comfort me or something.“Yes.” Whoever this Lea Da Vinci is, I am happy that she filled the hollow part in Carter’s heart. He is such a good man and I have been waiting for this day to come. For him to be finally happy again. For him to be loved again the way he deserves to be. And I feel so glad
One would really doubt if he would know my history and how I ended up lying on the sacrificial table voluntarily as an offering for whatever ritual this is. The night after I came to see Alec is the month's full moon—the day of the ritual. Alec must be so happy that I am finally making his dream come true. I could see it in his eyes. Though, I could also see that he felt not the least bit of remorse for what is about to happen. All I could see in his eyes is pure excitement, joy and nothing else. He will never regret this for sure. He has no conscience.On the other hand, I know how Elizabeth would feel if she would wake up in another person's body who looks exactly like her and know that for her to come back, she needed to kick out the poor girl's soul out of her own body so she can replace it. She would feel real bad for sure. She would despise Alec more than what she did before. She would also despise herself for being the cause of it al
Alec couldn’t speak in too much irritation and probably, anger. His eyes were so red, like the color of evil itself. The color of blood and war. The color of death. Yes, red can symbolize love like that of a rose. But it could symbolize many things such as what I have mentioned already.I know what I am doing is a big risk, but I have to try regardless. I need to save the innocent lives of those people who chose to stand by my side. They don’t deserve death like that especially when Alec is the one serving it. He is evil. His soul—if ever he has one which I doubt—deserves to rot in hell all together with his evil subordinates, especially Vienna. If only I am given a chance, I will really kill her. With the anger I am feeling for her, I won’t miss it for sure. She is just lucky that I am not capable enough to do that especially with the given circumstance. Because if only I was capable enough and there is no Alec bloc
“I’m so sorry, Landon,” I whispered in the wind softly, silently wishing that it will bring those words to where it is ought to be. I shut my eyes closed and reminisced about my good memories with him because I don’t know if I will have another chance later on. Not that I am announcing my death. I just want to be open for possibilities. After all, to be ready for the worst is something good. It is better actually.When I was finally out of the cab, I sucked on my breath when I saw what was waiting for me. it was like an ancient castle. Somewhat like those abandoned castles of the villains in fairytales. Only that this time I am not in fairytale. And I am certainly not a princess who would be saved by her prince charming and have a happy ending later on. I had already tasted my happy ending. It wasn’t meant to last, though. I already accepted that. My life sucks. And I’m going to make it worse. Or maybe better s
Back when I was young, my dream was simple. Stay out of troubles, earn a medical degree, make a good career, marry later on to my boyfriend at that time and have kids, maybe two or three. I envy those big families so I wanted to make my own. Maybe because I grew up in a broken family and I felt lonely. When Dad remarried to a woman who has a daughter same age as me, I thought I would finally have someone I can call as sister. I wanted a sibling. I wanted a normal happy family. But turns out that I would be kicked out in my own house because of her. Not that I was literally kicked out though since I left myself. But it is still the same for me because I knew I had no choice but to leave. It was getting worse every day and I don’t want Dad to worry about my issues. I went to Lynnwood, hoping I would calm down there and I also hoped that my stay in a new surrounding would bring good to me.However, looking back now, I can say that it brought m
"Can I talk to you?" I was surprised when Carter went to me that afternoon after we had a short meeting about the plans for tomorrow.Landon looked our way. I smiled a little to him, my way of silently telling him that it's okay. I brought my gaze back to Carter and I nodded.We walked to the backyard of the house. There was silence between us and it felt so odd. I could remember vividly what all that happened to us, and now it only felt like a far away dream. Something I can never touch again. A place I can think about but will never reach again. Even so, I didn't regret ending what was between us. He might be my first true love, but Landon is my great love. I hope that is enough to differentiate the two."I just want to say sorry about the last time we talked. It didn't end good," he was the one who broke his silence."It's alright. I know you were hurt. In fact, I should be the one apologizing, not you."He gave me a sad smile. "I'm glad that yo
One day is left and I can say that the two days had passed were the hardest two days of my life. Not because of the hard training I received from Henry, Jaxon and Thomas, but because it seemed that there was still tension between the three sides. And it is worth mentioning that Landon almost broke Jaxon's jaw. They have been an ass to each other no matter how Landon tries to behave. Carter is on his best behavior, though, no one can contest that. But I noticed his bold glares at Landon sometimes whenever their opinions oppose each other. I appreciate how he is trying to behave even though it's obvious that he has been trying to be patient with Landon this whole time."Ah. I hate the other men in your life. I fucking hate their guts," Landon whispered to me one time. I just laughed and pulled him to a hidden corner to give him a short kiss."Thank you for being patient for me. I appreciate it," I said while my hands were on his nape.
“Henry? Why Henry when you can train me yourself?” I asked Landon because I really want him to train me himself. I know he is skilled enough to do that. He is powerful and very strong so I don’t understand now why he wants Henry to train me in heavier training when he already trained me in some basics before. I mean what is wrong with that? I am sure he is capable enough to teach me everything I need to learn. Not that it can guarantee that I will learn everything within three days because that is really impossible and I know that, but let's just say I am more comfortable around him than anyone else. Not that Henry makes me uncomfortable. He is a great man and a very loyal one, of course. But can’t I have my husband train me so we can have more time together? I mean who knows what will happen three days from now? No one knows what will happen—well, except those vampire/s who have the ability of precognition—but except the
I still couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe it that all this time the Lucian I was reading about in Elizabeth’s diary was the one who took care of Landon ever since he was a child, the man Elizbeth loved first and Alec killed him because of jealousy. I can’t help but feel a little guilty even though it wasn’t really something I did. I don’t know. It must be because no matter what I say, Elizabeth is still my great grandmother, someone tied to my bloodline, and most importantly, someone who looked exactly like me.“You shouldn’t feel guilty about it, Eve. you have nothing to do with it so you shouldn’t feel the least bit guilty. Even I don’t blame Elizabeth for anything. It just happened that destiny chose to play with her. She found love with a human but ended up meeting her mate and she was powerless when it came to vampire bond. Trust me, a lot are slaves to that bond, and I’