Lorena rolled to the edge of the bed and was about to fall off when her eyes pushed open. She quickly moved into the bed again and shut her eyes tight."Let's try that again," She muttered, slowly opening her eyes. She sat up, yawned, and stretched until she felt a crack. "That's right." She smiled, pushing the covers that were caught between her legs.She got off the bed and stood in the center of the room. Spreading her arms, she raised her head and inhaled deeply. The smell of lemon, coupled with the airy freshness the breeze coming from the window offered, pleased her nose. She was not snobbish, but the contrast between one of Alonso's bedrooms and the tiny space she slept in at the orphanage was dark and gloomy. The children were the only sunshine that made it worth living. She dropped her hands and looked around for her phone. She paused when she realized the last time she had been on the device was in the clinic, which only meant it was with Signora Pallas."No phones?" Her fi
At exactly 6:30 pm, a car drove into Alonso's mansion. A woman stepped down and was shown into the house by the driver ordered to pick her up. The further she went, the more complicated her heartbeat pounded in her chest. The odd number, who had spent the last month texting her about Job connections, had finally gotten a hold of her. She could have sworn with everything in her he was a scammer, until today when he insisted her lady Lorena needed a dress. Everyone knew anything Lady Lorena wanted. She had to get. For one, there was no more friendly person than her, and two. Everyone was so worried about her.She stared at the bagged dress in her hands and bit her lips nervously. After Lorena had worn one of her dresses, she had gone out of her way to create another. She just needed the right time to gift it to her, and it looked like it was now. They climbed upstairs, and she took that opportunity to take in her surrounding. The house was not as big as Master Markris, but it had a sm
Lorena looked away from Markris as she took the last steps down. An usher was immediately by her side to escort her to her seat. She prayed silently she didn't have to sit next to Markris. Fortunately for her, she was shown a seat far across from him. As soon as she sat, the murmurs began. From how their eyes searched her face, looking for discomfort, she knew they were talking about her. The runaway bride was finally in the presence of her jilted groom. There couldn't be a juicier story."Now that the lovely lady Lorena has joined us, we can continue." She heard a familiar voice say. She looked up and saw it was Tim. He threw her a wink, and her face flushed. She turned around just in time to see Markris staring at her from across the room. Judging from the scowl on his face, he had seen the exchange between herself and Tim.She shrugged and turned her attention away from him. She could care less what anyone, most especially Markris thought of her. Her eyes caught Alonso's, and he w
"Markris!" Lorena called loudly, following behind him. "Slow down. I need to talk to you." Her legs caught across her gown, and she stumbled. She caught herself just in time before she fell face down.She looked ahead and realized he wasn't going back to the hall but instead was going out. She took a turn and finally caught up with him."What do you want, Lorena?" His voice was harsh as he stared daggers at her."I just want to talk." She breathed loudly, trying to catch her breath."About?" His face contorted as he wondered what gave her the right to think she could talk to him."What do you mean?" She said, finally able to breathe correctly."What do you mean by what do you mean? We said everything that we needed to say to each other when you left them on the altar like the coward you are. Just get out of my face Lorena!" His eyes burned with anger. She shuddered, taking a step back."This is exactly the attitude that made me leave. You don't listen to anyone but yourself!" She trie
Lorena twisted and turned, beads of sweat dripping from her face. Her body contorted in the most bizarre position, and her hands grabbed the sheets. This was her third time running around, only to end up in the same position she started from. It took the fourth trip around the strange place for her to realize she was stuck in a maze. It was dark, the only light source from the shy moon and rebellious stars in the sky. A single bird suddenly flew overhead, chirping like it was trying to pass a message. She stretched her ears to listen, hoping it would give her the answer to break free from the maze finally. Just as she caught on to its first words, an enormous bird swooped in from nowhere and grabbed the smaller bird with its mouth. A loud gasp escaped her throat as she watched the enormous bird fly away with the little bird. Suddenly, she felt the maze walls closing in on her, and she couldn't breathe. She grabbed her throat, gasping for air. Her eyes rolled to her back, and she fel
Markris drove into his driveway for the first time since the wedding fiasco. He stepped out of his car, and two servants hurried over to take his suitcase"Welcome back, sir." They bowed, and he nodded. He handed them his keys to retrieve his luggage and entered the house."My lord?" Tanika's eyes widened when she saw Markris walk in. "My lord," She repeated, running to him. "Welcome home.""Thank you, Tanika." He waved, taking the steps. Tanika watched him walk away, a smile on her face. Maria had told her the lady Lorena was still not attached. Judging by her master's appearance, he didn't look attached to her."Hmmm, maybe that can give it another go." She giggled, heading to the kitchen to heat some food.Markris kicked his door open and stepped into his room. "Just the way I left you, I see." He muttered. He pulled off his clothes and walked stark naked to his mirror. Standing at a full height, he gazed at his reflection. His hair had grown past his shoulders, and his beard had
Francesca and Roselina rolled Lorena's bag, following behind the fuming heiress as she stormed towards her car."Lorena!" Paolo called, running after her."What now?" She paused and whipped her head around. "You insist I'm married to Markris, and I am done fighting you. You've won. I'm on my way to his house now, so what else do you want from me?" She screamed, stomping her feet on the ground.Paolo was taken aback as he stared wide-eyed at his daughter. He had never seen her react this way toward him. He had always banked on her intense fear of him getting away with anything he did to her. It looked like he had crossed far over the line and fallen into a ditch."Calm down, Lorena, I...""No, you listen to me, father. This is the last time you'll be seeing me. The minute I get to Markris' house, I am done with you. I don't have the mental capacity to fight off two monsters, so I'm telling you now that you've won. Kindly leave me alone." She hissed and stepped into the car. She banged
"Your room?" She scrunched her face and scoffed. "Don't you mean our room?" She raised a perfect brow, the corner of her lip twitching. She felt a little dangerous, and the scowl on Markris's face made it all worthwhile."Our room? Is this some joke?" He looked around as if, at any moment, a camera crew would appear and yellow 'cut.'"Now, why would I joke about something this serious?" She pouted, resting a finger on her chin. "Didn't you hear we're married? Isn't a wife supposed to stay in her husband's room?""Wife, Husband? What are you yapping about?" He threw his hands in the air. "Okay, let's even say our fathers are right, and we're married. Why do you have to stay in my room? Don't you have yours?""Oh, common Markris." She waved a dismissive finger. "We're not kids now, are we? It is important for a wife and her husband to share a room." She said. She heard him inhale sharply and almost broke into a feat of laughter. She knew she was pushing it too far, but she couldn't hel