THALIAI entered the office of Annabelle, I mean, Cassie, because she called me as if I owed her something. I was about to slam the door, but I noticed the eyes of the other employees on me. So, with a fake smile, I carefully close the door.They are always monitoring my movements, which I find annoying.As I turned around, I saw Annabe– Cassie sitting comfortably on her newly bought swivel chair while acting busy with her laptop.“You called me?”She lazily taps with her pen the documents on the table. “Send this to Mr. Cortez.”I scoffed as I crossed my arms.“I'm not your assistant or secretary. I have my own tasks to do as of now. And most of all, my job is not a courier. Thank you for understanding.”I walked back to the door.“I command you as your head.” She hissed in irritation.Command as her head… is she hearing herself? She's making me embarrassed at her ‘oh so mighty great manager’.I turned to her with a smirk. “I have my own head.” and knocked my skull lightly. “It's ha
THALIAMy heart was thumping violently as I stared at his appearance. He's smoking while leaning at his car while gazing at Carter's building.I noticed his lazy eyes were back when the first time I met him, he lost weight, his beard was now quite visible, and his hair grew into a mess.Is he not taking care of himself?"What are you doing?"I jump off my feet at Frederick's sudden appearance behind me with his face an inch apart from mine."You scared me!" I slapped his arm with a frown.His usual smirk plastered on his face before continuing to eye the person I was looking at through the enormous window."Who are you peeking-""No one, let's go."I hold his face to look away and push him lightly. If he sees Damon, he will tease me again, and he will tattle it to my twin brother, and then my twin brother will tattle to our father. I had already convinced my Dad about ending what I and Damon have before.But Fred pinned me at the wall with furrowed brows.I rolled my eyes, hearing his
73THALIAThe ride in going to Scott's ancestral mansion was in total silence. I admit… I felt hurt seeing someone clinging onto him. And the worst was his ex-wife.Why did he decide to get back with her? Am I really a rebound?I tightly close my eyes in frustration. I don't want to think about it anymore.It feels like I made a wrong decision. I thought he would understand me and still choose to wait for me until the issue with Cassie will slowly fade.But… I think highly about myself. I was too confident that Damon was serious about us.“Are you still mad at me?”I abruptly opened my eyes when I heard Frederick's voice.I shook my head. “No.”“Do you want to skip the party?” He sounds convincing.I don't want to see anyone as of now. I don't want to smile and pretend I'm okay in front of my family, to my father.I bit my lip because in my mind… I blame him, which is not supposed to.“My father will kill me.” I only said and went back to close my eyes.I want to escape just for a f
THALIAI anxiously walked back and forth in front of the emergency room, waiting for someone wearing a white coat to come out to tell me Fred’s condition.He was shot in his back, and he did not respond to us when he fell to the ground.This is my fault. I should not have let him get nearer me, knowing that someone is after my life.I devastatingly sat on an empty bench, hoping Fred’s life was not in danger.Just then, a hastily footstep coming in my direction echoed in the hallway.I immediately stood up when I saw Frederick’s parents. Their eyes glued to me as soon as they reached me.“How is he?” Aunt asked with trembling hands.“T-They are taking out the bullet in his back. I’m sorry–”“Your parents are coming.” I froze at my uncle's cold tone and raging eyes. “Wait for them.”Where is he going? Is he not going to wait for the doctor to come out? Is he not worried about his own son?He left without showing emotion or worry for his son. He was more furious than saddened at what h
THALIA“What's wrong? Do you feel sick?”My fork fell on the plate as I was disturbed in my own deep thoughts when I heard Mom’s voice in front of me.I cleared my throat as I looked at her. “I'm fine, Mom.” We are in the cafeteria, where I took Mom to calm down. Her neck was so red and I knew she reached her limit in front of Dad.I don't want to see them fighting because of me. But, to be honest, I was more bothered by what Uncle Michael had said in the men’s room, with this crazy thought that he had a connection with the shooter.Who is he yelling at? Why is he so mad at him than the shooter who did this to Fred?It should not be a concern but as I keep thinking deeply about it, it was so strange. The fact that he’s Fred’s father was enough reason not to suspect him of something ridiculous.I continued eating my macaroon but I saw my Mom worryingly staring at me.“Really, I’m fine,” I repeated because she didn't seem convinced of my response to her earlier.She let out a deep sig
DAMONAs soon as I heard what happened to Thalia and Fred, I sprinted to the hospital where they took them. The first familiar person I saw in the hallway was Thalia's father, Mr. Carter.When our eyes met, his raging eyes shot into mine and pulled me into the stairway.As he closed the door, his raging voice echoed in the staircase.“What the fuck are you doing here?!”But I shoved his anger and worriedly asked about his daughter. “Is she alright? She's not hurt, right?”“She's fine and thank you for your concern. Get out of here now–”“Are you not doing anything just to get the asses of those assholes hiding from the limelight?”I exploded in rage causing his jaw to clench in rage as well. He clenched his fist in my collar, giving me a death glare. “Don't question my way of protecting my daughter, Kane.” He said with gritted teeth.I scoffed. “I am not questioning how you keep your loved ones safe, rather I'm worried that your way of protecting them was not actually to protect the
(Anastasia's POV)I wake up swamped in my light blue covers, rubbing my eyes as the bright sunlight hits them. I glance over at my clock which is marked 8:05 am. Oh shit! I am gonna be late! Dashing off from the bed and quickly take a shower. As soon I was finished, I dressed in a white plain T-shirt and partnered it down with denim blue pants and black Converse. I apply a powder and lilting to my bare face before I brush my hair and tie it into a neat bun that rested on top of my head. I exited my apartment and headed to the Latte Cafe where I work as a cashier.Once I arrived, I stride inside the shop and was greeted by a warm smile from my co-worker."Good morning, Ana." "Good morning, Jane," I respond.After I set my belongings in my locker, I help Jane to set up everything before the customer dashes in. While doing our chores, Mrs. Smith arrived at the shop with a profound countenance."Ms. Hansley, to my office now." she coldly states.I glance at Jane but she just shrugged wh
(Caleb's POV)It was finally the night of the most awaited annual Carter charity event. Unfortunately, I have been feeling under the weather since this morning after waking up from a killer headache. Because of this event, my workload is packed more than ever and I had been traveling back and forth from the Carter main headquarters to several branches to handle management matters personally without a day's rest. I may love working but I also know how to appreciate rest days once in a while. And right now, spending some time alone in my penthouse with a cup of coffee and a book sounded good. I casually fixed my tux while looking at my reflection in the glass window of the library.A part of me is relieved that Lucas is handling the problem regarding my father's Will. Of course, I trusted my cousin. Josh is clever, smart, and an overall good kid. He's a Carter after all but I can't help but worry about him. Sometimes, there's a look on his face that spells trouble. I just hope that th