Phoebe’s POV
He gets up from the bed and I pull the sheets to cover up my naked body and watch him in sadness.
“Are you going to leave?” I voice out my thoughts and suddenly I feel vulnerable thinking about his departure.
Damn it! I legit sounded like a whiny kid right now like someone snatched her candy away. For me that candy way Blaze.
He looks at me for a long time and starts unbuttoning his shirt while keeping his eyes on me. I start feeling excited again thinking that maybe we will take the night further even though my body feels like a sagging sack of rice after all the exertions of today.
I think to myself sadly, Blaze literally made me come at least, I honestly don’t know. I think I lost count after four. No man ever made me feel so much and sure as hell never made me come this quick and so many times. Which makes it all even harder to go, I have no clu
Phoebe’s POVI woke up the next morning with a splitting headache and rolled around the Egyptian cotton. I breathed fresh air and suddenly become fully aware of my naked self and look on the other side to find the sheets rumpled.I jolt into a sitting position on the bed and massage my temples with my hands to relieve some pain away.It wasn’t like I was drunk last night but I had enough alcohol in my system to earn myself a pounding headache.I slump down on the padded headboard and look up at the ceiling.Instantaneously it all comes back to me and hits me like a freight train.Blaze fucking Hunter was in my room last night!It all comes back to me.Everysingledetail.I turn to look on the other side of the bed and disappointment washed over me like a tidal wave when I finally registered his absence. I wasn’t really expecting him to be bringing me breakfa
Phoebe’s POVHer eyes widen with alarm as she registers my expression and looks guilty as she tries to form words but ends up stammering.I stop looking at her when I hear a knock on the door and tilt my head on the left side to look past Ava only to see a maid in her late 40s with a tray in her hand.I nod my head for her to enter the room and immediately feel guilty for snapping at Ava like that. God, I literally sound confusing even to myself. Sometimes I wonder if anyone faced this mental dilemma like I do every day.Yes! Every fucking day!I was literally a step away from a complete psychopath to a severely depressed patient.Sometimes I felt too much and other times I felt nothing.Moments like these make me question if I will ever be cured again.Afterthatdeath, I shut myself away from others and nothing made me genuinely happy anymore. All those constant small things
Phoebe’s POVI stepped outside and noted with approval as I looked around the vast hallways. It was truly elegant in a magnificent manner. This floor had a good view given the fact that this was the top floor and vast balconies surrounded the circular-shaped hall. Since it was dark outside because of the stormy weather, the chandeliers on the ceiling were lighted and cast a small glow.I traced my hands on the sandstone brick walls, enjoying the feel of its rough texture beneath my palms, and spot the ‘library’ sign at the far end down to the right side.The double doors were enormous and carved beautifully. I pushed open the doors and soon my nostrils filled with the rusty smell of old books and sage which always had the ability to comfort me like nothing ever has. There was something oddly satisfying about visiting libraries. The smell of old pages was really comforting.The library was like the one you saw in roman pa
Phoebe’s POVI lean to read it on instinct and suddenly the file disappears from my sight and I look up to see Blaze holding the file in his right hand with an impassive look.“What is that symbol?” I inquire out of curiosity.“Nothing that should concern you,” He says casually and goes back to doing his work on the laptop with the beige envelope out of my sight this time.His sudden attitude arouses my suspicion and I decide to drop it.After all, I was nothing much to him other than some woman he plays with occasionally. The thought wasn’t a good one but I’m soon distracted as my phone starts ringing and I peer down at the screen to see Kyle’s name flashing on the screen.I smile as I swipe on the screen to answer his phone call.“Ah look who forgot her dearest friend” His voice greets me through the speaker and I laugh which causes Blaze to look up from hi
Blaze’s POVUpon hearing that voice, I knew that it was no one other than him.Still, I turned around grimacing in annoyance as I shoot one of my best death glares at my smirking best friend who stood a few inches away from us.I felt Phoebe’s scramble behind me to fix her appearance and glance at her one last time to see her flushed beet red. Her eyes hazel green eyes were cast down in mortification which was etched on all over her beautiful delicate features.I smirk inwardly because I’m the one who’s the reason behind her shallow breaths.I at least wanted to sample her luscious sweet taste before this little fucker decided to interrupt us.I refocus my attention back on Andres’ face as he tries to hide his grin.“Out of all the time you could annoy me, you had to choosenow” I state with irritation and fold my arms over my chest.“I uh-h, I shoul
*I know Phoebe is not the most lovable character out there but I want you readers to understand that she faced a lot of issues in her teenage and is still struggling to cope up with them. Just bear along with her and I promise she won’t disappoint you*Phoebe’s POV“What is your past with the Woodwards?”I can bet that it has been a solid five minutes since he asked me this question and I’m still staring at the silver vase filled with white lilies that were rested on one corner of his desk.If I look close enough, I can see a beautifully engraved inscription on the center of it.Suddenly I felt like I was inside one of Dr. Axton’s therapy sessions which I abhorred when I first met her and used this same trick when I wanted to ignore her.Except the situation was now different, I was sitting opposite to no one other
Phoebe’s POVI feel tears welling on the corner of my eyes and my vision becoming blurry and soon look down to hide the hurt creeping in my eyes away from him.I try to bring my shaky hand to stifle my sob that threatens to break out from my throat.If only anyone had the slightest clue on how pathetic I felt at the moment.Gone was my fierce attitude.This is exactly what I was afraid of. I knew that Blaze was capable of hurting me but I never thought that it would be this hard to take in. It felt almost like someone was piercing a knife in my chest, twisting it over and over again to spread the pain, and soon the shortness of breath followed in its wake.It wasn’t like I was hearing these kinds of words for the first time; in fact, I was used to it. Yet, Blaze saying it all out loud made the reality sound so…painfulSure, I bought this all upon myself when I decided to anger him to distra
Phoebe’s POVBlackness...Pain...Lastly numbness...Each sensation took place in turns.It felt strange as if someone had doused me inside a large bucket of cold water filled with ice cubes.Oh, wait! There was indeed ice cubes except being the idiot I was, I fell inside whatever that it was willingly.Despite being wrapped around a warm heavy duvet, I still felt like being trapped underneath that grass-like surface.The nerve ending of my skin prickled due to the sudden change of atmosphere from cold to warm. I try to move but it feels like someone is pressing me down on the mattress of the bed on which I was currently residing.As soon as I register someone dabbing a warm washcloth on my forehead, panic seizes me and with my body still protesting from the recent violence, I do my best to open my eyes and try to sit up.I open my eyes with a small groan