“Do you think you can make it to my house tonight for dinner? My father is coming over so I thought it'd be nice to invite you guys.” I asked Eshe over the phone.“Sure. Of course." She answered giggling slightly.“I would love to."“Alright. See you soon." I said then hung up.Since my father said he was coming over for dinner today two weeks after we met. I'm so eager and anxious to see him again because he travelled out for business and he wasn't around. So we couldn't see each other and catch up on the time we lost although we talked twice on phone.I rushed to ask Josh who always looked like he knows much about my father to ask him what kind of dishes my father fancies.I wasn't so surprised when he told me Italian and Chinese food. I really have many things in common with my father, Now the problem is what should I prepare?Debating for more than an hour before I finally settled down to go for bruschetta, chicken parmesan and chicken pao.I glanced at my phone, few minutes past s
The next few days following my claiming Kacie back has been the best days of my whole life.Going on dates, having sex countless times and to conclude it all, she and Rafiq became so close I feared she won't have time for me anymore. I've been begging her like forever to move back in but at the end she would just say "I'm not ready yet, and I'm working now.”So our everyday routine is:she comes to my house whenever she's off work, spend time with Rafiq and me which is never enough and then I'll drive her back home.“Hey.” I said to a very surprised Kacie clad in just a towel.We were supposed to go out on a date by ten but here I am standing before her eight on a dot. Don't blame me, I can't help it. I can't even concentrate in the office if Kacie isn't beside me.“Hi." She said slowly when the surprise of seeing me wear off then she stepped back to allow me inside.“Are you aware you're two hours early?"“Two hours? I'm a little late if I came two hours before the agreed time.” I wal
Chapter One. NatashaLoud music poured out from the speakers placed at specific positions around the bar.“A glass of Black Martini, please,” I said to the bartender with a flirtatious smile. He smiled back, his gaze slipping down my face and to my cleavage.“This one's on me,” he said with a wink. I faked a smile, grabbed the glass and turned away with a “thank you.”Barcon wasn't as noisy as it usually was on other days. I gulped down the content of my glass, and glanced around the bar. My gaze finally landed on a guy seated a few tables from mine. He nursed his glance of wine, while scrolling through his phone.Although he wasn't so handsome, he wasn't bad looking either. He'd serve my purpose just fine.I approached him, already feeling tipsy. “Hey handsome, care for a dance?” I asked coquettishly.“I'm afraid not...” He began saying as he lifted his head up. A dazed look crossed his face, before his eyes lit up almost immediately.“Of course.” He said, rising to
Chapter Two. Natasha“I have no intention of changing my mind, Mother. You still have a long way to go, before descending from your position as queen. I don't want to become your successor,” I snapped, not bothering to hide the biting edge in my voice.She winced, and leaned down to gently raise her cup of tea from the table. I watched as she slowly brought it to her lips and took a sip. “I don't remember seeking your permission, Nat.” She said quietly. But beneath that calm facade, I could sense her boiling anger. I took a deep breath, and leaned against the sofa.After scolding me about my constant visits to the human realm, she'd asked to have a discussion with me. And here we were. “Mother, anyone could have the throne. I don't care.” I retorted. I was sorry for speaking to her in that manner, yet I wasn't.She remained silent for a while, and then holding my gaze she asked, “Even Calise?” My gaze turned sharp, and I straightened on my seat. A gnawi
Chapter Three. Natasha Stepping through the gates of the Academy was like walking into a different world. Towering stonewalled buildings, with winding staircases that led to their individual entrances. My eyes widened when I spotted flying gargoyles in the sky. I ignored my guide, as he warned me to stay close. And regretted it almost immediately. I ducked just in time as one headed straight for me. My knee scraped the gravel floor, and I cursed. “And you didn't deem it fit to warn me?” I hissed, rising to my feet. Thankfully, my pants had lessened the effect of my fall. “I told you to stay close. The gargoyles are hostile to non-students.” He said, and that was it. He didn't offer further information. He led me to one of the buildings that stood out. If I'd thought the Academy was majestic on the exterior, then the word for the interior would be; grand. Breathtaking. Paintings adorned the wall, and I let myself admire them as my guide led me
Chapter Four. Kai Natasha's face turned pale as Kaleb walked into the room. I tuned out the rest of their words, while I struggled to keep my anger at bay. Natasha at the Dark Realm Royal Academy? I pushed off the sofa and walked out of the room. They could kill themselves for all I cared. The hallway was unusually silent, courtesy of the first week of resumption. I rounded up a corner, and pushed the door open. “A knock would do, Sir Kai,” Sir Patrick said leisurely, without lifting his head from the book he was reading. “Take Natasha to another dorm.” I said straightforwardly. He finally lifted his head. “And why would I do that?” He countered. I took a step closer to him, slamming both hands on the table before him. He didn't flinch. I held his gaze as I gritted out the words. “Switch her dorm. The sight of her irks me.” “The only alternative is taking her to Dorm Beige.” He said with a sigh. I scoffed. “So? Isn't the Academy all about t
Chapter Five NatashaThe shock only lasted for a few seconds, before I pushed him off my body. His lips tugged up in an unrepentant smirk. Our lips had merely touched, and couldn't qualify as a kiss, but repulsion crawled over my skin. “Did you just kiss me?” It was a stupid question. But my brain wasn't moving in sync with my mouth. The question was out before I could stop it.“Head back to the dorm, Natasha. Now.” Kai ordered. The smirk had long disappeared, and he was now looking around warily.But I was way past caring about whatever was happening around the Academy.“If you don't answer my question, I'll break your jaw, by the Goddess.” My chest heaved. His watch had begun glowing again, and I observed it without appearing to.“It was barely a kiss. Don't think highly of yourself, Pest. I've kissed many girls, than I can probably keep count of.” He scoffed.I shook my head. Of course he had.“Don’t give me that crap.” I rasped, raising my forefinger. B
Natasha.“I’m sorry,” I apologized in a flustered manner, attempting to brush off the uniform of the student I'd just bumped into. Buried in my thoughts on my way to my seat, I hadn't seen her, the result was a glowering blonde looking at me with a look that could kill.“Sorry?” she repeated, disgust lacing her tone as she looked at me over. She held my wrist when I attempted to smoothen her uniform once more. “Don’t you dare touch me with those hands of yours.”I was inwardly seething with rage, but for the fact that I was the one who'd hit her first, not the other way round, I tried to maintain my calm.“I already said sorry. I was thinking about something.” I said, praying she'd just let it go.“Thinking? Hear that guys?!” She raised her voice for the benefit of other students, and her cohorts who were popping chewing gum beside her.She moved closer to me, and jabbed a finger at my chest. To my credit, I didn't lose my calm.“And what could a new stud