The light laughter constantly falling from the lips of the Earth's embodiments of purity — children blessed many with glee, and introduced smiles to their lips. Generally, the park was such a stress draining place, yet this location wasn't selected because of that — Maria was choiceless. Currently, the second grandchild of the eternally famous Charlie Williams could be spotted seated on one of the metallic benches of the park. One was placed right in front of her, and due to its lengthiness, the mother and daughter duo occupied that. The shade provided by the large umbrella tree above them was cooling but the burning fire those pair of brown eyes which continuously were centered on them made the young red haired… Hot. Catrina, her mother was obviously engrossed in ogling at the playing children as she incessantly smiled. “Why the fuck are you here?” Maria, after many silent glares, questioned gravelly with her arms folded over her chest, and a leg crossed on the other. The inti
Regardless of the sun's presence, the mild guts of winds carried along a bone chilling cold, and many roaming around were dressed warmly. It was evidently chilly yet sprawled on the bed, Tessa felt nothing else but controlled heart, and limitless satisfaction. On the king-sized bed, she laid with an exhausted body and a smile lingering on her lips. Those mesmerizing blue orbs weren't in view since her eyes were shut, and multiple strands of her thicken blond dangled across her flushed face — her beauty was effortless, and otherworldly. The collar of the light fabricated shirt she was cladded in fell to a side, so the few love bites imprinted on her pale skin were visible. Due to the absence of a duvet, her ankle with a gold chain encircled on it glimmered softly in the moderately illuminated room. Tessa was an ethereal sight to behold, and being the first to do so every darn day, Doreen considered himself the luckiest bastard. He was settled comfortably in a posh longue chair,
The collision of the heavens possibly wouldn't grant her withdrawal from her speeding train of thoughts, and so, the nurse's entrance was utterly insignificant. It was the next morning, and it was one filled with so many peculiarities. Every being shared in a bowl of awe at the occurrence of guts of winds while the sun was positioned rightfully in the sky. It was simultaneously chilly, and hot. However, the nurse tasked to take care of a very well-known figure was slapped hard across the face with immense confusion the instant she stepped into the ward. “Miss… Maria?” Perplexity quickly blended with fright at the sight of the bratty dark-haired seating upright on the bed yet remained motionless. The softness of the large pillow placed behind welcomed her back, which persistently rested on it, and her pair of brown eyes apparently became moths. Although the ceilings of the capacious ward were as bland as a canvas — devoid of any color, Maria's eyes found them quite vibrant, and f
The three ladies weren't strangers to another, yet the atmosphere was discomfitingly suffocating for Maria and Octavia. The latter knew the extent her mother would go whenever it comes to her welfare except, things were misunderstood during the previous day. And the former — who just got a taste of a mother's wrath, was low-key intimidated and her fake veil of pride was tearing apart. “I contacted Lady Beth,” Catrina unexpectedly blurted, and both ladies batted their eyelashes. “What for?” Octavia questioned while arising from her seat, and a smile crept up her mother's lips. “Calling this young lady here Lady Theresa's future sister-in-law won't be a stretch, and since she passed out yesterday, it was only normal I contacted Lady Beth. She called back this morning, and informed us all to head to the Manor."“Why?” Maria sharply but lowly inquired. “An execution's about to begin at the Manor — your cousin's.” Seconds were all that was needed for that utterance to be comprehended,
Was it ever mentioned in the Bible that devils were so…. Majestic?Tony, and Mary were uncertain, but currently the two had their pairs of eyes — including everyone's glued to the figures of the two blindingly gorgeous beings. The wistfulness coursing through Mary's veins ever since the arrest was quickly overshadowed by rage as her dark orbs glared so intently yet hatefully at the blond angel. The taste of immense rancor sprouted out of every bud on her tongue urged the bitterness of her mouth — every fiber of Mary's being was brimming with rage. Her eyes departed from the marble tiles the instant Tessa stepped in, and nothing — absolutely nothing existed as her glare persisted. She wasn't the sole one gawking at the stunning couple with exasperated eyes. Tony was shaking. His cuffed wrists, and balled fists quivered — the tightness of his clenched jaw prompted veins crawling on his bare skin, and the sclera of his eyes became a web of red, bloodshot lines. He was livid, and a
Words truly were inferior to actions, and currently, every thought her mind created, and scornful utterances her lips sprouted centered on this majestic aged woman didn't tally with her action. Not in the slightest fucking bit. Francess did imagine herself snickering fearlessly at the sight of the illustrious Beth Ford. The defined European lady had her great deeds sprinkled across the world like sand over the Earth - many either were overjoyous to be in her present or numb caused by overwhelming intimidation. She was evidently experiencing the former. Francess' tongue knotted in her mouth, and her palms become sweaty then slightly shaky. “F-fuck.” In an attempt to comport herself, she fisted both hands then exhaled, trying to rid her body of its abrupt stiffness. Here in Killian's library - a place he mindlessly boasted of being his haven had unnervingly been occupied by this prominent woman. As the man of the house, the brown haired remained collected and his wife? Stephanie w
Every passing second escalated his number of paces, and times his heart skipped a darn beat. Killian D'Arcy was unsettled — so verily troubled that the grayness of his hair dulled, bottom lip — constantly been chomped upon by the upper bleeding slightly, and eyes shaking unstably in their sockets. For a being that has lived for over 40 years, his system experienced this unwanted sensation twice. Once in Europe, and now, in his very own library in his mansion. This place was his sanctuary — his heaven. However, a demon; one so vile, and insidious that it's a task to tear a gaze from. She bore a name — Macbeth fucking Ford, and to God Killian hated her with every fiber in his being. Like a hurricane, she twirled aggressively yet so calmly into his abode and left — elegant, composed but caused so much damage. His family was in shambles. His apprehensive round of pacing came to a halt once quickened footsteps echoed in his ears, and with a head swerved, Killian beheld a maid. Her g
As the sun's resplendent beams descended ceaselessly on the inhabitants of the beautiful Italian city, Milan basked in the little warmth it provided. Milan, a canvas of elegance for such a long time, has been continuously snow kissed by the early snows of the morning, and late noon became the sole opportunity the sun had to creep into the sky.Among the innumerable things, and beings its rays blessed, a group of undeniably distinguished individuals were involved. Regardless of the presence of a curved glass dome over their heads, the distant sounds of planes passing by draw her attention.“Wow…” Her head got lifted to the high glass ceiling, and her pair of green eyes managed to catch a glimpse of a jet soring past the sky. Debby was certain that it was the fifth jet slicing through the air within merely half an hour since she arrived at the five-star restaurant — Paradiso Terrestre with her family. “I wonder how far your jaw is going to drop once you see how many people are atten