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“You are here?” Rose refused to turn around before gulping. She had her eyes situated against a center table with a flower vase on it in the middle of the front hallway. She inhaled before his steps came to echo in her ears more profoundly. He was in front of her in seconds. Her eyes were casted everywhere except at him. This was what she was afraid of. To bump into him at his home and now thinks of going back into her car. The atmosphere was already beyond tense at the De Luans home and she didn't want to interfere. “Won't you even look at me once sweetheart?” Stephano asked softly bearing a smile. His face was hard and clenched on his way to his home. After seeing the news had somehow gotten to the media this morning, he was as mad as a burning volcano ready to erupt. He wondered the rat who dared to film the entire scene at the station last night and now have it broadcasted. He was going to eliminate that rat once he gets that person out of hiding. He already knew his father wo
Azazel was seated by the bar and already twirling his tumbler while staring into space. His face completely dull and frigid. Rose made her way into the room and saw his back completely stretched out on both sides giving his back view a more rigid look. It seemed Azazel took notice of her presence as he snapped his neck behind to now look at her. He wasn't surprised to see her but he was rather more disappointed at himself. He couldn't manage to stop his family's reputation from now going under. To think that his father had made a prediction like this years ago. “Leave me alone. I don't want to see anyone.” He said gulping his brandy and stomping the tumbler against the table. He turned his back to Rose once more before pouring himself another drink. A little sniffle followed and Rose only got her other foot inside the all silent room except the whistle sound of brandy being poured into the glass. Her heels made a creek noise against the marbled ties as she approached him. Even she
“Yes miss. I know who you are. Your assistant called in minutes ago to cancel your flight.” Tania answered and Rose blinked before she sat more upright on her seat. “What?... My flight was cancelled?...”There was a slight pause over the phone before Tania got her voice back. “Yes miss. It's...on our records. It was done from the higher-ups that you chose to cancel your flight at last minute.” Rose felt a little disoriented, probably because the brandy was beginning to show it's effect.“It must have been a mistake. Reschedule please...” Rose almost stated in a panic.“We can't do that miss. You'll have to board the next plane that goes to France...”“And, when does the next plane leave for France?,” Rose quickly intercepted her speech feeling her heart pounding a little. The thought of someone who had cancelled her flight continued to cross her mind. She knew Pamela won't have been behind all of this so her mind only went to someone in particular. Someone whose mind could become cyni
Stephano De Luan. That very day he extended his hand towards her. A truce for the beginning of a friendship. Somehow Rose knew that it was a deep feeling at first sight. Even before the word love could be imprinted in her head as a concept, she knew she felt something strong for Stephano. She could vividly recall each and every detail. His face was almost unreadable but his eyes were fierce and sharp piercing towards her. She remembered his left foot was in front and his right foot a little behind giving that pose of a poise gentleman in a black suit. His hair a little tousled to one side but was still gelled to perfection. How one strand was so stubborn that it tried to massacre his entire hair but couldn't because he was just so... beautiful with his alluring eyes. His right hand extended towards her as she only clunged her notepad towards her aching and heaving chest. He had taken her to a corner away from Angelique and the other kids. She recalled not even able to muster up a th
Stephano's eyes were blazing with rage as he watched the news of her engagement to his own twin brother. Their engagement was filling the entire Internet since last night and taking the entire media by storm.To think he was holding himself for four days to give her time. Time to accept that they belonged together. Only he knew how cruel it was for him to not pick up his phone and call her, nor even choose to drive over to see her. Back at his office he saw how scared she was of him for the very first time. He saw fear and terror gleaning in her blue pooled eyes.And, he only got to his office this morning after forcing himself out of bed because all he dreamt about was her. It was the only place he could find her looking at him with all the love she had for him. It was only in his dreams that she was willing to kiss him and allow him to make love to her countless times. His heart was aching beyond measure and all he longed for was to see her. But this time he had chosen to not think
He then looked up to her as a surge of passion and lust ran through his body. “You only belong to me, red flower.” He dictated before he grabbed her close and slammed his cold lips against hers. His lips melted once they touched her warm quivering mouth. His insides burst up with heat as he plunged his body against hers and pushing her back more against the drawers. Rose's eyes was widened not expecting his sudden claim on her mouth. His lips were terribly soft against hers making her body jolt up with betrayal. She had to tug onto his shoulders as he pressed himself more against her. His lips ravaging her and not wanting to part his lips away from hers. His kiss was needy and wanting. It was like his life had depended on this one kiss. Rose hated when her body was soon contacting the same heat as his. How her body was giving in to this temptation. She hated him and, yet, her body was pulsing and wanting to suppress under his needs. She shivered and when he chewed on her lower lip
Rose took another breath for the eleventh time while looking at the mirror. Her eyes slightly heavy possibly from the lack of sleep she had. She was turning and tossing on her bed until late morning. She bit her mouth while her hands tightly griped the chair that was set in front of the vanity and a long oval mirror hanging above the vanity.She didn't even want to look at the wedding dress that was stashed aside on the small dressing table. It wasn't even that beautiful but this wasn't a love wedding afterall. A little frown graced her face knowing that she was about to get married for real. She recalled always having this dream for the longest of times since she was a little girl.The white gown, the hairdo, the ornaments placed on the bride and the beautiful bouquet of her best flower which was the red rose. And, her father by her side to walk her down the aisle. Not even her father knew about this and then she exhaled before looking at the wall clock that kept on ticking and crash
Rose already made her way into the car outside the church. Any longer in there and she was going to loose it with everyone who continued to congratulate her on her happy married life. The smiling faces from those people was only making her feel like she had just made the worst mistake in her life. But she couldn't stop herself from backing out. She looked out the window to see Azazel walking out shortly with his friends. Some whispering something in his ears and the others all laughing and giggling. Rose snorted. She was in here wrecking her brain on how to tell everyone about their wedding and her husband was busy acting so cool like everything was all fine. And, Rose only wished she had the same chilled spirit as Azazel. With a heavy sigh she turned around adjusting her wedding dress that was beginning to itch all over her neckline before resting her head against the backseat. Her eyes staring up at the car's black leather ceiling. Her mind completely clouded with thoughts about h