Phoebe’s POV
I was braiding my hair in a fishtail when someone knocked on my door. I shouted a ‘come in’ from where I was standing, probably thinking it was the maids.
However, the door opened, revealing Ava. She had a cautious expression on her face as I stared at her impassively not knowing what to say. After she comes to stand in front of me, she raises her hands which held a plastic box of chocolate pastry.
She passes me an apologetic smile and I immediately burst into a laughing fit at her hilarious reaction.
She looks at me like I’m crazy then she herself joins me in laughter. “It’s ok I forgive you. You know I can’t stay mad at you for long especially when you bring chocolate cake” I say.
She passes me a soft smile and envelops me in a hug which I return. After a while, she lets go and I see her getting angry.
“Jeez, I feel so mad right now at Nate. That bastard ha
Phoebe’s POVSoon it was evening and I was on my way to my room returning fromIrisfield.My crew already started doing their work after I instructed them accordingly.My whole time was spent inside the palace shouting people instructions to move things and talked with laborers and architects about the safety precautions since the place was really old and I did not want to take any chances of bricks or cement falling off.So I made sure that the majority of the dents were covered, floors checked twice to see if there was any creaking, modern equipment was installed, all rooms air-conditioned and especially all the dirt dusted to perfection. I studied the blue-print by heart so that I don’t get lost the next time around and noticed a couple of queer things.For instance, there were a few blank spaces here and there in the blueprints as if someone knowingly erased the maps to those certain areas and there were
Phoebe’s POVI didn’t go.Yeah, you all heard me right.Like the fucking coward I was, I didn’t go.Sometimes I wonder if something is wrong with me,Oh wait! There is!I know I was fucked up mentally in more ways than one but now I’m starting to doubt if there is anything wrong with my sexuality too.I mean I can bet my life on the fact that any girl would literally kill to get a fine specimen of a man like Blaze for themselves. Yet here I was, even after having several heated encounters with him, I still refused to give myself to him completely.I really did not understand my initial reaction to him. I don’t know why I cared so much about us working out like it’s going to go on for the long run. I knew very well that once this event was over, he would forget me and move on to his next ‘conquest’.Heck, he might as well be with someone else right no
Phoebe’s POVHe 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 ashellnever made me come this quick and somanytimes. 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