I could feel the rapid beating of his heart when he pressed his body against me. His chest vibrated from the continuous sobs, and my heart sank at the way he tried to silence his weeps.
I'd never seen him cry like this because we weren't that close for us to express emotions to each other. But the way I could feel the pain he felt right now was sympathetic. I never thought he could be this emotional.
He tightened his embrace, wrapping me around his firm arms as I stood frozen. His disheveled, dirty blonde hair brushed on my cheek as he towered over me.
"What's going on?" I asked, trying to sound genuine.
After a few seconds, he finally pulled away from me, wiping his tears with the back of his hand. His nose was florid, and his cheeks were wet with tears. I looked up at him, studying his face while he avoided my gaze.
"Sorry to bother you," he apologized, wiping away his tears that were co
We were in the lounge room, peacefully eating our meals in the dining table. The school served us a healthier meal this time: some salads, a roasted chicken, and mixed fruits in a bowl. The atmosphere was quiet, the same silence and tension we had last night.Daniel and Mason still weren't okay, causing awkwardness to radiate in this entire area. Kourtney would casually flick her eyes to them through her thick lashes, as Mason cleared his throat and wiped a napkin on his lips. I knew all of them were too cautious to talk, especially after what happened last night. Everyone seemed disappointed, making the lounge feel dull instead of fun."Okay," Kourtney started, breaking the silence. "You guys suddenly became mute. What seems to be the problem?""Obviously because last night was exhausting," Emma answered, as Kourtney slightly nodded in response.She let go of the fork and knife she was holding and clasped
I hesitantly sat on the space beside her and heaved a sigh while the wind continued to blow on our faces. She looked ahead at the towering buildings surrounding the area, as I did the same thing."I thought you won't come," she said, wiping off the wetness on her florid cheeks."Let's just say I was expecting someone else," I responded, rubbing my palms on my knees."I thought so too." She nodded. "I just wanted to confront you about something."I had anticipated this. When I first had a glimpse of her sitting here, with tears falling down her cheeks as she looked at the view in front of her, I knew what we would be talking about. Glancing at her, I saw another tear rolled down to her cheek."It's about Daniel, isn't it?" I asked. I averted my gaze in front of us, the wind was blowing its breeze as our hair danced with it.She didn't respond, as silence took in and the onl
Daniel drove through the wide driveway of our house, as I clung to his leather jacket and shifted slightly in my seat so our bodies wouldn't collide. Once he'd pulled up in front of the main door, we immediately got off. Taking the helmet out of my head, I handed it to Daniel who was now gazing at our house in awe."You live here?" he asked.I chuckled, slightly shaking my head in disbelief."I work here as a maid," I joked, causing him to furrow his brows. He didn't respond to what I said, as I heaved a sigh and ran a hand at the back of my neck. "Please don't ask an obvious question next time.""Why did you choose to live in your apartment if you have this huge mansion?" he asked, curiously."You don't need to know."And with that, I tugged his hand and we marched towards the entrance of the house that was elevated by the white, marbled stairs. There were columns that st
Daniel was seated on the barstool of our kitchen area, as I rummaged inside the fridge to search for drinks. I could sense him watching me from behind, probably because he was now wondering about the things I said inside Mom's bedroom.Grabbing the iced tea, I pushed the fridge close and faced Daniel. He watched me as I approached the bar, placing the glass pitcher on the counter. I took two glasses from the stainless holder and put it in front of us. Pouring the beverage in them, I slid the glass forward to Daniel and tugged an appreciative smile."Thank you for staying with me," I said, bringing the glass to my lips."I honestly don't know why you even need me here." He chuckled and wrapped a hand around the glass. "I shouldn't have heard everything you said.""Just don't mind it." I shook my head, looking down at my hands as I stood in front of Daniel. Flitting my eyes to him, I heaved a sigh. "I wanted
I stared at Daniel in awe, and though I knew he was intentionally making me uncomfortable, I couldn't help the heat running to my face. There wasn't any meaning behind that, right?I plastered a blank expression and continuously blinked my eyes. An awkward silence consumed us, as I waited for him to continue.I wasn't sure if I should be flattered about it, but it didn't feel right. All I felt was anxiousness, and Lindsey's confession started to linger in my head. He couldn't be serious. He couldn't like a person like me. I was far from an interesting woman.I stifle a laugh, trying to shake off the awkwardness in my tone. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, and my hands began to sweat."You're funny." I chuckled, lightly shaking my head in disbelief."You know what's funny?" He laughed. "Your face when I told you that I like you."I gulped for a split second,
The sun had already set down and darkness dominated the entire place. Daniel and I were walking along the sidewalk, a deafening silence consuming us. It was already eight at night and people were starting to diminish in this area we were in. The street lights and cars' headlights lit the place, as we strolled down in utter silence with the breeze blowing to our skin.I wrapped my arms around me, hands rubbed both sides of my shoulders. It was getting cold and I could feel my lips chapping. At the side of my eye, I could sense Daniel casually glancing at me. When he suddenly stopped walking, I did the same thing and gave him a curious gaze.He slid his jacket off his shoulders, down to his masculine arms before it was completely off of him. He moved closer to me and wrapped his black, leather jacket around my arms. I flashed an appreciative smile, tugging the hem of the jacket to cloak my freezing body."Thanks," I mumbled
It was another day to school, and I was walking out of the Psychology room. I had been so exhausted lately and I could barely insert some information in my head. The exam day was approaching, which meant the dreadful days were about to come.During English class a while ago, Miguel was still so distant. He didn't look mad or disappointed in me, he just wasn't the Miguel I used to hang out with. Something changed and he became more serious. I was starting to overthink and maybe I'd done something wrong. Or maybe he was just dealing with something he didn't want anyone to know. But that thought had been bugging me. I couldn't worry about that too when I was still loaded with these family problems.And after what happened yesterday between Daniel and me, I'd come to a decision to confront Kourtney about the blackmail. I needed to make a move before anything went wrong and someone would get hurt. I needed to sort these problems out as soon as
I was pacing back and forth beside the exit of the school, while I chewed my bottom lip and waited for Kourtney to pass by. My hands were sweating and thoughts crept in my head. I didn't know how was I going to confront her or even where to start. If I didn't seem believable enough, our plan would blow up.My attention averted when I noticed Kourtney strutting towards the exit. Her voluminous, brown hair bounced in every step she took, and her glamorous face was stoic. The cream-colored, fur coat she always wore was hiding her fitted blouse and slender body. Once she shot me her hazel eyes, I gulped in nervousness.She moved in front of me, as her vanilla scent entered my nose."What are you doing here?" she asked curiously."I need to tell you something," I answered, trying to hide the nervousness in my tone.She beckoned me to go with her outside and I complied. Trailing behind her, we t
The whole ride on the way back to the hotel was quiet. We immediately left Paola’s house after the conversation we had, and Miguel didn’t choose to persuade her more for he understood her situation. All that I could do at that moment was empathize with her for her loss and we did everything we could to not make her feel bad about not helping us. Miguel also had told her to go to their mother which Paola instantly declined since she felt hesitant to show up to him. Then we all bid her goodbye along with Xavier.
“I met up with our father yesterday,” Miguel said and it received a baffled reaction from Paola.Her eyes widened and she stiffened on her seat as she stared at Miguel.
The next day, Gwen, Miguel, and I left the hotel in the afternoon along with William’s men. We would be heading to the person Miguel was referring to yesterday and we would try to talk to him or her about Fernando. To be honest, I was full of anticipation and I was being optimistic about the outcome. I wouldn’t deny, I was still a little nervous.We were inside the car and Miguel was in the driver’s seat. Gwen was sitting at the back while I was on the shotgun.
No one knows where the golds are, only your father, I repeated Fernando’s words in my head. I was certain that I knew where my father hid them, and he entrusted those to me that’s why I became the new keeper. Why did he come up to that conclusion? Did the Houstons know that I hid the golds?“You know that my father’s dead, right?” I said, my tone was laced with resentment. “And the treasure didn’t die along with him.”
Seeing Fernando sitting in front of me was probably one of the most unsettling feelings I’d ever had. I stared at him in awe, trying to hide the anxiousness I suddenly felt at the sight of him. He plastered a stoic face, and only two guards were standing on both sides of Fernando. I was right, he looked just like an Italian mafia boss in his early thirties. But I knew he was older than that, he just appeared younger because there weren’t any apparent wrinkles that formed on his face. I knew where Miguel had inherited his features, and I could already visualize how he would look like when he got old.
I was seated in front of these men who were gawking at me as if I was prey they needed to devour. There were five of them, and Fernando sat in the middle, contemplating. Beside Fernando was Dmitri, smiling mischievously like he was planning something sketchy. They’d locked William up in a chamber, and I was left alone because we got caught. We failed to conceal the secret between Arthur and William, and we were about to escape Mexico when we got caught by Fernando.
We got out of the car and moved closer to the house that looked just like a freaking castle. It was an old-style house, a bit outdated if you would ask me. But it was gorgeous, dark, and foreboding. It was the house you would expect a beast would live in. The house was surrounded by trees that there were dried leaves that scattered all over their unkempt lawn. The grass had grown tall, maybe because no one was staying here and no one looked out for their house. The hedges that ran along the front of their house also looked dehydrated, and they weren’t the luminescent green color we’d always had at our home. This looked more like a haunted mansion that no one would ever dare to stay here for long.
I was in a deep slumber for the entire ride that I hadn’t realized that we’d landed already. Though I’d already slept, it seemed like I had just blinked my eyes and now we were here. It was quick, about an hour or two rides that I honestly didn’t expect. Gwen had woken me up when we arrived and we quickly got off the plane. William’s men, who I barely communicate with, held our luggage. When I roamed my eyes around the place, we were taken to another hangar which wasn’t expected.
I was in a deep slumber for the entire ride that I hadn’t realized that we’d landed already. Though I’d already slept, it seemed like I had just blinked my eyes and now we were here. It was quick, about an hour or two rides that I honestly didn’t expect. Gwen had woken me up when we arrived and we quickly got off the plane. William’s men, who I barely communicate with, held our luggage. When I roamed my eyes around the place, we were taken to another hangar which wasn’t expected.