He had already arisen from the cushion to go after her, yet the blaring sounds of his phone hindered that. Interruptions like this irritated him insanely and Doreen sincerely would've ignored the call, but Pearl's calls being ignored was unadvisable.She'd fill his ears with yells until his drums got blocked, so reluctantly picked the phone. What the hell does she want?Once Doreen swiped the green button, he could already imagine her enraged face as she shouted from the other end. “Why did you take so long to answer, Doreen? Were you fucking someone or what?”“Pearl I… I'm not in the mood for your bullshit; what do you want?” A great part of Doreen's mind, and attention, was still fixated on Tessa. What were the possibilities that he would catch up with her if he ended this call now? Inwardly, he hoped his elder sister, and the sole being in the family that he spoke to, would hurry with her words. It was wishful thinking; one that'd never happen. Pearl's yapping was endless. “S
Throughout the entire day, every pair of eyes was fixed on the blond-haired beauty; Tessa. Unlike before when sheer hate, resentment, and thick jealousy filled their gawks, another emotion had blended with that. Amazement. The day's class hadn't even extended to an hour yet the events that had transpired were far too much!“All eyes on you, how does that feel?” Francess, the brown-haired haired, had her thighs kissing the wooden floors with her hands holding onto the barre. She was performing a spilt which was part of her daily warm-up exercise. Normally, she does this along with Maria but the ever so unusual, and bold Tessa took that spot. Tessa's left thigh was placed expertly on the barre, then she gracefully lifted it upwards before slowly pulling herself from the floor entirely. Their eyes widened in amazement as she held the barre while her whole body stayed in the air. Those slim thighs of hers were parted widely, and her form was so unbelievably graceful. For an assumed
“That was remarkable. I mean, splitting in the air.” Another genuine smile she stretched her lips into. “Thank you. You shouldn't do that without putting powder on your palms, though, Francess. They'd get sore.” As Tessa grabbed her hands then spoke concerningly yet softly, she strangely had a quick flashback. Those words…it wouldn't be the first time she'd be hearing them. “O-okay.” She stuttered then withdrew her hands. Afterward, both went to freshen up and Francess in her shower began feeling a heavy pound of her head. “Shit…” She turned up the water's pressure, then banged her fists on the tiled walls. “Why…am I feeling this way?” ~~•~~~•~“Mr. Gabriele!”The amount of glee she felt the moment her eyes landed on the aged man was immense. Thoughtlessly, Tessa hugged him and the restaurant owner smiled fondly. “I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for what happened yesterday!” She began her word vomit, but Mr. Gabriele was attentive enough to tell she was remorseful. He saw no rea
His driving could easily be considered reckless due to the fastness of the Escalades' tires on the tarred road. Doreen Williams was one to always remain expressionless. Throughout most of his life, those who surrounded themselves around him found it impossible to detect a shred of emotion. His emotionlessness presumably would forever remain so but…Tessa Rashford came along. A world that always appeared as black as night and void of color was what Doreen lived in, but gradually she became his color.Effortlessly, he began smiling — like he was genuinely happy by just her mere presence, and scent. “Da… date? She's going on a date?” His heart was thudding fast — this time, not because of the thrill he felt whenever Tessa was nearby. This resulted due to fear, and immense anxiety. A date usually leads to a relationship right? A romantic relationship typically occurs from dates, and if Tessa goes on one with some fucker, does that mean he'd…lose her. Doreen was scared — overly afrai
Even though it wasn't the weekend, his daughter was one to always arise early. A huge and well-equipped gymnasium was in the mansion yet Francess preferred to run through the estate since it was a great morning exercise. “Isn't she doing that today?” Killian D'Arcy could be seen at the bottom of one of the curvy staircases. The gray-haired man had worry roaming through those blue eyes of his, and he bit his lips hard. Perhaps it was best to check up on her rather than wait for her descent down the stairs. “What are you doing standing here, Killian?” The not-so-warm voice of his wife, Stephanie, was heard. The couple were done with breakfast, and she was a bit concerned as to why her husband rushed out of the dining table — was something wrong?The blonde-haired lady at a glance could be dimmed unfeeling due to her constant blank expression. There was slight truth in that, but undeniably she loved her family. Well…not wholly. “It's Francess. She hasn't come down for breakfast. Mi
His fury heightened so drastically as he heard the annoying voice of his pregnant girlfriend. Mary soon came into view — she was still in her night dress, and her frown easily portrayed how angry she was. “Tony!” Mary again yelled at him, but he was already making his way through the hallway. Continuously, she called, but his ears were blocked!The only thing preventing him from giving a bitch like her what she deserved was her pregnancy — if she loses it, then his parents wouldn't think twice before kicking him out again. Worst, they might even disown him completely — Tony couldn't afford that. Not when Tessa, the bimbo that was dumb enough to love him unconditionally, has changed. Tony's anger was due to the discovery that Tessa after he dumped her was seen with a rich asshole. According to the information he gathered from the residents living close to them before, after the apartment mysteriously caught fire and burned to the ground, some wealthy man came to her aid. It made
“Daddy!” The raucousness of that high-pitched voice of hers could break a scholar's glasses. Literally! One would expect to be welcomed back home with a warm hug or perhaps a nice, plain greeting from their daughter, but what does Lloyd get instead? A scream — a fucking ear-deafening scream from a rat he calls daughter. Maria Williams. The living room of his penthouse was occupied surprisingly by the dozen maids he hired a few days ago. From their countenance, any could tell that they were scared — scared of losing their jobs. “Master Lloyd! Thank the Lord that you're back!” One of the maids gushed, extremely relieved at his presence. As usual, a stick of cigarette dangled lazily from his darkish lips. A large content of smoke escaped his lips as he strolled towards them. All were gathered at the front of the dining room, and Maria's horrifying screams came from there. They paved the way sharply for him, and walking past them, one of the maids caught his eyes. She was be
The ride back to the penthouse was one none predicted would happen, so yes, it was a quiet one. At that moment, neither Doreen nor Tessa were thinking about anything aside from themselves. Those blue eyes of hers had retained their spot, staring at her skirt, ever since he drove the car out of Paradiso Tessestre's park. And he… Doreen knew it'd be risky to look at her after that intimate moment they shared a moment ago. If he caught even the slightest glimpse of her lips, then he'd…‘He sped up!’ She screamed inwardly as her body jerked forward a bit as the car drove faster down the road. Tessa was nervous.Once they arrive home, what would she say to him? — first, she's the reason he canceled his meeting with that dazzling woman. She wasn't regretful about that. Why would she when envy would've practically eaten her whole if her eyes beheld them eating while chatting and even… touching? It was a thought that got Tessa's mouth sour from jealousy. She felt proud at that, and Fran