Zayne's viewpointLarissa isn't happy.That thought reverberated in my head continuously. Something was wrong with her. She wasn't her usual vibrant self and it worried me.Larissa usually acted more mature and clear-minded around my family, but she wasn't this dullish. And from my observation, she didn't notice how depressing her aura was. Everyone with a good level of observance already knew and the eyes they looked at me with were concerning. I didn't do anything to her, at least, nothing she hasn't forgiven me for. What if she hasn't forgiven me? What if she simply did it to please me? I want Larissa to obey and please me but not to the point of losing herself.Her brilliant spark is one of the many things I love about her.She stared at Aunt Anna chattering merrily with a smile on her face but behind that smile, a thick sadness loomed. Her eyes were dull and her lips were fighting to remain upward. She unconsciously drew circles with her index finger while her other hand played w
Larissa's viewpointThe wind blew roughly against my skin, whistling in my ears and blowing some strands of my hair wildly. The soft music and laughter from below added a nice background tone to the atmosphere.I sat on the roof of Zayne's family mansion, at the edge of the roof with one knee propped to my chest and my elbow resting on it. My hand played with my hair while the other rested on the smooth rooftop, supporting my weight. The leg draping down the edge of the roof felt heavy and prickly due to the time it had spent on air. It was starting to get painful but I couldn't bear to pull my leg in, not when the pain was the only thing keeping my mind from diving in too deep.Zayne's mother's loud laughter drew my attention and I looked down. They looked like ants from up here but I could still make out their faces and tell them apart without seeing their faces. Lavender laughed as her husband spun her in his arms. They were dancing and enjoying the evening along with the other cou
Larissa's viewpoint"So, let's talk. What's bothering you?" Serene asked, popping one of the drinks open. "And don't lie that you're fine, I can tell you are not. I know that it is none of our business but your mood is kind of weighing down my brother and we hate to see our pumpkin disturbed. Plus, sadness isn't a good color for you. Drink?" She asked, handing me a glass. I took the glass and looked at the blue liquid, running my thumb over the rim.I sighed once again and shrugged. "I have a best friend, well, friends. One of them is a guy and we've been friends since I was tiny. I've seen him as an older brother. I love him like an older brother. We have a bond—""Let's make one thing clear," Savvy cut in sharply, making me lift my gaze from the glass and stare at her instead. She was staring at her glass too, stirring the drink around. "We already know about him so I'm not going to pretend like I don't know who the genesis of my baby's pain is. What's your point here? Is it about t
Larissa's viewpointI felt a bit lightheaded laughing with my arms locked around Serenity. We were heading back to the party after the drinks. Savia left earlier to murder Zyaire. While we were talking, she stood up and caught him spiking their father's drink. Savia almost gave me a heart attack when she threw herself down from the building to hunt him down. Somehow, she managed to get down without breaking her bones or crossing over to the afterlife.She gave my heart a scare.It took me a few minutes to calm down after that. The way everyone dismissed Savvy stomping on Zyaire's face was another thing. Zayne is right, true madness is his eldest quint sister. I like her though, and I'm sure Odette will too."BAE," Zayne called softly, forcing us to stop. I turned my head to the side to look at the direction his voice was coming from. A wide smile etched on my face and I giddily slipped away from Serene and ran to my handsome boyfriend. Zayne chuckled and spread his arms, enveloping me
Larissa's viewpointZayne climbed off me and sat down, grabbing my wrist and pulling me along with him. He carried me and spread my legs across his thighs. I placed my hands on his shoulders and I couldn't help but wow at the slight difference in thickness. How didn't I notice this sooner?"To be honest, Larissa, you don't know what you want most of the time," I didn't pay attention to what he said. My focus was on his palms groping my ass. The squish of my buttocks made my cunt feel a bit stimulated, forcing my body to respond to the clenching with heat. "Sweetness, look at me," I tore my gaze away from his hands and looked at his face. "I said you don't know what you want most of the time,""Yes, I do,""You have a clue what you want but you subconsciously act on what people want or expect of you. I'm not sure how to explain it but a good example is that this relationship has been going forward at my pace. You do what I want most of the time, especially when it comes to sex,""But I
Larissa's viewpointI'm a female fatale.I can nail this.Even if I don't, I can make it worth his while. I can do this.I cleared my throat to get into character, flipping my hair over my shoulder. Zayne couldn't hide the amusement on his face and the mischievous glint in his eyes as he watched me seated on the bed with his legs and arms folded.I cleared my throat for the umpteenth time and moved my double ponytails back across my shoulder. "You're making me nervous," I pointed out.He shrugged. "Sweetness, I'm waiting for you to take the lead. Don't worry about my character, you just do what you have to do and entertain me,"I flexed my shoulders, taking that as a challenge. "Alright!" I shouted energetically with a jump. I rubbed my hands together and closed my eyes, remembering everything I knew about dominating sexy women. It's not a lot. Still, I exhaled and opened my eyes, a lazy smile on my face."You know, Zayne. When I first started dating you, I expected that at least thre
Larissa's viewpoint"Point of correction," he leaned down and caught my lips in a kiss. His tongue immediately broke through the barrier of my teeth and twisted with mine. He lowered his hands, cupping my cheeks and deepening the kiss with a moan. He felt like he was high on drugs. It reminded me of the time Odette "accidentally" drank a Spanish fly. It didn't end well.I continued to pump him slowly and it felt like he was growing bigger in my hands. He pulled away, returning his elbows and forearms to my head. "The moment you stepped out of Starliss' car, you had me hooked,"I smirked. "Which part? The ass flashing or the titties display?"He grunted and threw his head back, releasing a loud moan. "Fuck! You drive me fucking insane, sweetness. Do you know how hard it was to keep my hands to myself?" I giggled. He dropped his head and lowered his eyelids sexily. "I never thought I'd join my idiot father and uncles in saying this but sweetness, you'll be the death of me," oh hella yes
Larissa's viewpoint"Morning, love of my life!" I snorted at Tristan's greeting. Yeah right, he can't fool me. He laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his cheek on my back. For a thirteen-year-old, he sure is short."I hope you enjoyed the new car smell," Tristan slept in my car last night. He wouldn't step out after I drove it in and since I was still having a mental seizure from what happened at Zayne's, I didn't have the energy to deal with him. Dad was already asleep when I returned—thank God."You're driving me to school, right?""Sure, I'll drop you off. Starliss is coming over to drop my things. She couldn't stop by yesterday. She'll be coming with Odette. Don't be mean to her, she's going through a lot," I didn't have to warn him. Tristan isn't stupid. I tapped his hand, quietly telling him to let me go. Tristan obediently slipped away, mostly because his sandwiches were ready. He took the large plates containing them and headed to the breakfast table.I dishe
Today marks a year and seven months since Larissa went into a coma. The project to fasten her healing remains a failure. There has been no positive result since. So far, the doctors still deem her survival impossible and the medicine to help the impossible become possible is nothing but a failure. The agreed number of experiments I can carry out is getting close. I promised my parents that after the number is three hundred, I will not carry out any more experiments. Even if they are condemned criminals, even if they throw away gangsters from the assassin association and mafia, they are still humans. Or so Mom said. Almost two years isn't enough to heal the wound in my heart, or anyone who truly loved her. I miss her. I miss everything about her. The world has no colors without her. I caught him, the bastard who made this happen. It's a shame he died from the third experiment. I would have loved to put him to more use. Larissa's parents welcomed a new baby last
Zayne's viewpointI tapped my foot on the floor, my hands clasped and pressed to my lips. I silently prayed with my eyes closed for a good result since we didn't have the time or anyone to test it out. It wasn't something dangerous, that we were sure of but anything could happen. It'd been almost nine hours since the operation began. There had been no news from Dad or the doctors. We weren't allowed in there.Savia huffed for the umpteenth time. She had been pacing for four hours without a break. Neither of us could sleep. Serenity slept off thrice and woke up with a scream. She had nightmares. Zyaire slept off along the way, but unlike Serenity, he did not wake or shake, he cried in his sleep. None of us could be bothered to soothe each other's pain."Argh!!!" Savia screamed, ruffling her hair and shaking her head wildly. "This is driving me crazy!""Relax, Savvy," Aunt Rylee said softly. She accompanied us to the hospital along with her husband, Uncle Phineas. We kept Mom's conditio
Larissa's viewpointI looked around the house, walking in slowly while Neo went in to get something. It was strange. He told me it was an apartment and his Grandpa was sending him away but for someone who was leaving, they put a great effort into the interior design of the house. Note that I said house, not apartment. It was undoubtedly a beautiful home. The taupe gray, silver, and cream theme with a bit of brown was lovely, along with the furniture and the styling."I'm back," he announced, drawing my attention to him. He walked to the cream camel back sofa with a bottle of Beaufort a Ambonnay Grand Cru Doux Rose, two white wine glasses, a big plate of Swedish meatballs, and dark chocolate almond barks. He dropped the tray on the table and sat down."Shouldn't you be using champagne glasses for those?" I joined him."I broke them," I picked the bottle first. It was one of my favorite wines. "So how are you doing? Since you got out,""Not good. My grandparents are shipping me off to I
Larissa's viewpointI stood at the airport, listening to my Dad nag about how he'd like to return home and meet his house the same way he left it. It was the day after the wedding. My Dad and Mikayla were officially married. Zayne got me the VIP pass to the hotel I asked him to. I still couldn't shake off the grin on my face from the way my parents reacted. Though it was a gift Zayne spent effort on, it was still from me. Dad made sure to rub that on my face but Mikayla was sincerely grateful. I wish I could exclude him from the honeymoon."And you cannot throw or attend any party in our absence. Odette and Tristan, if I find out you broke anything in another argument again, I'll destroy your souls, use your flesh to make leather, and wear them as boots—""Dad, that's not—""Boots!" He snarled, daring us to correct him again. "Larissa, I promise you, I will hunt you to the end of the earth even in death if you dare redecorate my house," he growled, glaring daggers at me. I gasped. How
Larissa's viewpoint"Are you hurt?" The expected question. He needed to stop worrying about me. It was sweet of him but also unnecessary. I wasn't like before. If it hurt, I'd let him know."I'm fine, don't worry,""I’m still going to… fuck me," he groaned when my walls clenched hard around him. He fell over, using his hands to hold up his weight from compressing me. "Damn. I'm going to go a little stronger than before. Please don't hesitate to–""Tell you if it hurts or if I can't handle it, yes, I know. Can you move now?""Remember to—""For goodness's sake, I will," I laughed, a bit impatient and lust showing in my tone. "I promise I won't foolishly take more than I can handle so please continue or I'll flip us over and fuck you myself. You know, that was the plan when I wore this underwear. The plan was to tie you up and have my way with you," Zayne chuckled and put strength in his arms, holding back his desire (as always) to destroy my insides recklessly, and the result of that w
Larissa's viewpoint"I've arrived!" I shouted, kicking Zayne's bedroom door open. He spun the giant white ball chair around, revealing the red interior. He looked at me flatly and I grinned in response. "Zaddy, I'm home!" I shrieked again. Of course, we were at his private house. We agreed to meet there, but he didn't have the large chair the last time I came."That door is worth someone's yearly salary, be careful with it," I nodded, swinging the bags in my hands happily. "You're wearing a coat," he stated."For dramatic reveal," I replied, dropping the bags on the glass table. "And no, I'm not bothered by what my mother said to me. If anything, I feel sorry for myself," he stretched his hands out, gesturing for me to come closer. I planned to go over to him anyway. "I feel pity and disappointment for myself. I allowed the fear of what I might be like if I became anything like her to torment me for years. I feared becoming like her the most but seeing her right now, I'm forced to won
Larissa's viewpointI exhaled through my nostrils, rubbing my throbbing forehead. My body felt heavy and in desperate need of a massage or to shut down for three straight days. It's been two weeks since Zayne left school. We barely saw each other. I couldn't be selfish and bother him with my fantasies and loneliness, so I focused on work and my parents' wedding. A lot of things were going on. I'll start from the beginning.I felt bad about what I said to Neo and wanted to make amends but I never got the chance to. Proof of illegal dealings was found in his father's office. I was greatly appalled when the truth behind their success was exposed. Neo's father owned a secret organization for prostitution and slavery. People were illegally smuggled into the country by will or by force and worked as sex workers. There was also a section for children for sick bastards who couldn't enjoy normal sexual relationships with adults. There were a lot of other illegal sexual activity, including rape
Larissa's viewpointI nervously walked into the house and the moment I did, I felt the dark and gloomy energy inside the house. The energy made a chill run down my spine, making me hug my body tightly. I looked around the house and just then, Zyaire walked into the living room, scratching the scruff of his neck as he yawned. The first thing I noticed was that his hair was a mess and his eyes were red and swollen. Zyaire had been crying."Zyaire," he halted, then slowly raised his eyes to look at me. His eyes looked lifeless. "Hi," I greeted. He looked at me coldly, then quietly continued walking."Zayne won't be able to see you now, he's busy. You can wait in his room or wait here if you wish,""What is he doing?" I asked, walking over to join him on the couch. "He sounded very miserable on the phone– your Mom, how is she?""She's alive for now,"I smacked his shoulder scoldingly. "Don't say it like that. You'll make me nervous,"He chuckled. At least I managed to pull that from him.
Starliss' viewpointIf I already didn't have a goal for my future, I would have considered becoming an actress. Masking my emotions, and pretending to be someone that I am not is a huge part of me and I'm greatly skilled at it. I'm not blowing my own horns here, I am proudly stating facts.I watched as Larissa's eyes darkened involuntarily. She was incredibly softhearted when it came to Neo but she was merciless if anyone touched Odette. Anyone being able to hurt Odette and Tristan was the height of her rage. She might not always react with anger, but she always makes the right decision when they are hurt in any way. The moment I saw the dark expression on her face, I couldn't fight back the smile I knew she wouldn't notice.Larissa turned around and walked out. I followed her quietly but stopped at the door, making sure to hide myself but look between the cracks. She knocked on the window of Neo's sports car and tapped her foot impatiently. It was something she did unconsciously when