“Crystal Fei, this is absurd! What are you thinking for God’s sake?! You know damn well what’s going to happen if we disobey the boss! He’ll have our heads!” Cristopher continued his angered yells despite hearing Crystal’s light sniffling in the other line.
Crystal on the other hand aggressively wiped her tears away. “I-I know, Cris, I know that the boss won’t harm me—he needs me and you know it more than anybody else.” She tried to say out loud only for her voice to be heard slightly hoarse and meek, something she was unlikely of being.
She wasn’t like this at all, but since the man she was talking to was close to her like
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“I knew you could do it! Should I refer to you as Madam Valencia now? Young Madam Carmilla Rosette’-Valencia?” Lylia’s cheery giggle was heard in the halls, Mylene was right beside Crystal in their walks. It was only a few hours later when Crystal decided to head back; she doesn’t want to stay there any longer after Clarise’s assault. And Antony would eventually be at his wits end if Crystal continued to remain in that hostile place. Clarinette didn’t want to but being in a wilder wolf’s den is detrimental to both Crystal and the Valencia Household’s dignity.
In the course of the next day, the sun was bright and clouds would cover the warming beams of sunlight as they often seep through the clouds. It was the next morning after they had their celebratory night. Mylene had a light hangover in the morning, but it wasn’t painful, at most it gave her only a light headache which was easily dissipated by some medicine and warm soup that the kitchen made. Currently, she was helping her parents in some business work. Her mother is a widely known fashion designer, while her father is also a designer but in a way of designing objects and custom-made materials. It’s their small business which bloomed into a great company in a matter of years thanks to her mother&rs
Amidst the joys and cheery celebrations that the others are taking the leisure of, discreet actions in the dark are still evident. The place where the light is absent in the eerie halls are vast and horrid as in one of the rooms of that place, a prison like cell. One can practically see the rattling of rats and the echoes of water dripping in the stone floor. It was eerie, the dimly lit light bulb in the low hanging ceiling was often flickering in and out. There are times that the lights flicker out in the night, leaving the room in the void of darkness. The habitant of that place was seated at a corner as usual, her knees are curled up to her chest, hugging them tight as the o
It was silent, eerily silent after Cristopher finished his statements. Like a heavy burden in his chest that had long been frozen off after the years returned, and it was heavily painful. The scars of the past came back to him, images flashing in his mind of those painful memories that he so badly wants to forget has returned, and it still causes him to shake. His hands trembled on the table; his breathing became unstable as his emotions began flurrying into a fit of a storm. The feeling of betrayal and the thirst for revenge is returning. He could vaguely remember his mother’s weak smile when he had last seen her, he was only a small child, he visited his mother in the hospital with the help of a kind maid even though
After a whole day of projects and business discussions with the ongoing collaboration between both companies, Crystal was beaten down with slight exhaustion. The job had more physical labor needed to be invested than she has taught. She never expected that as tradition to bless the construction site is for the designed to personally plant the first sapling, it was tiresome since she was tasked to continue in planting along with other workers to display her compassion towards the project. And Antony was freaking amused by all of it! It somehow caused her to silently growl in anger but nonetheless, she hid that all in her bitter smile. As
Crystal stood there, she doesn’t know for how long, but she did. She felt the salty tears of her demise, slipping down her cheeks, yet she didn’t care. She couldn’t care about anything at the moment as she felt guilt. Cristopher has cared for her, protected her, and even trained her to be who she is today. He was the one who taught him all that she needs to know, he was the one who loved her dearly although she is outcasted into joining as a young one. If it weren’t for Cristopher, she would’ve died back then unprotected during her missions. Cristopher had broken so many laws so many times in the Blood in R
As the sun began rising, the birds in the sky chirped in unison into their melodic choir. The clouds were plump and fluffy in the bright blues hue of the sky. And the breeze of morning swept across leaves and trees until they reached the window which is open agape, allowing the breeze to slip past the cottony silk of scarlet drapes of the curtains. The sun’s warm and bright beams entered, seeping through the drapes of then the breeze passes by, and landing on the sleeping figure of a woman dressed in a zesty yellow night dress. The beams flashed onto her closed lashes; her elegant figure shifted in slight discomfort. Eventually, her eyes fluttered open, her lashes like feathers of a swan. Cr
It was quiet, really quiet. Only their echoing footsteps in the halls were audible, the tapping and clinking of their heels were the only sound that they can hear, breathing can also be heard. Crystal kept quiet as she followed the tall man in front of her, the man was silent and his poise perfectly straight. After breakfast earlier, Angelica asked Crystal to send over a document to someone which she was supposed to meet but didn’t have the time to do so. Of course, she accepted the task, since it would not look good if she is already putting on airs through the means of declining simple requests.