Larissa's viewpoint"You didn't take the pills," it was more like a matter-of-fact than a question."Um, oops?" I asked with a nervous laugh.He growled. "Larissa,""I forgot," I whined."Dammit," he grumbled before surprising me by taking out a packet of condoms from the back pocket of his pants."You bought a condom?""You wouldn't take the damn pills," he grumbled, rolling the sky-blue rubber around his cock. The tip of his dick glistened with precum and he was so impatient his trembling hands made a mess of the procedure. "Goddammit! Fuck this!" He threw the thing away, cursing under his breath. "This can't be happening to me right now," he lamented."For the love of God," I rolled my eyes and grabbed his dick, tugging him forward. "Don't cum inside me,""I don't know how good my pullout game is," he complained, prying my hand off his dick and pulling back. "But it's not like I can stop and I'm not using that." He lifted me off the seat and placed me on his lap again."We're doing
Larissa's viewpointAh. I'm dead. My God will punish Zayne.I limped into the house after he dropped me off and took my car to get it washed. He first took me to his penthouse to change clothes but he couldn't get me new legs and waist. My pussy is ruined. The bastard took me again in the shower after making me pass out twice in the car.I am finished.I froze when I saw Tristan sitting on the couch, the TV remote in his hand. A girl sat beside him and they both looked at me puzzledly. "Sis, are you alright? I didn't hear your car drive in," oh God, not him.I smiled nervously. "Zayne dropped me off and took my car for a wash,""You're coming back at this time? And why are you limping?" He furrowed his brows suspiciously. I quickly cooked up a lie, forgetting that with Tristan, I could never succeed."I slipped when I was trying to murder someone who threw a ball at me,""The smell of your lie is disgusting. Talk or I rat you out to Dad," I grumbled but a giggle made me stop. It was t
Larissa's viewpoint"Starliss, that's enough!" Odette thundered, but it was too late, she already said it. Those words again. Telling me that I don't deserve Zayne, indirectly telling me that he could have done better. I knew that. I wasn't the prettiest girl in the world. My beauty couldn't turn heads like her or Odette. I know there's nothing special about me but so what? I deserve the best too.Despite my thoughts, tears rolled down my cheeks. I wasn't even sure if she was trying to help or what she was aiming for. "Larissa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that,""Oh yes you did," Odette snapped. "And that bullshit is right about enough. I know you're trying to help but you don't have to be so pushy about it. You're not the only one whose first love didn't work out so fucking deal with it! Stop venting it out on Larissa as if it's her fault my dick of a cousin chose– just stop, it Starliss!"I silently dried my tears with my palms, grabbed my phone, and got off the bed. At that mo
Larissa's viewpointI stared at Zayne intensely, pouting my lips and twinkling my eyelashes. He didn't bother to cast me even the slightest glance. So he's really angry about his family knowing about our sex life. I tried to make him understand that it wasn't my fault but as long as his father knew about it, what I did was unforgivable. Tch, he was just being dramatic and needed something from me but I wasn't going to play into his hands."I can't believe you're still angry. I can't walk properly because of you," I pointed out. He slammed his textbook shut, stood up, and walked away. I knew what he wanted me to do but too bad, I wasn't going to. Zayne wanted me to say I'll do anything for his forgiveness and then he'd demand that I miss Neo's game. Thanks to him, unintentionally, I already missed the first two games and now he wanted me to miss another one. Never.Neo is my best friend and missing out on important things is a no."Alright, see you later, my love!" I shouted after him.
Larissa's viewpointYou see, I love my boyfriend a lot. He's caring, sweet in his own way, brutally kind, and has a lot of good qualities. He's not perfect, no, he's far from perfect and two of his most annoying flaws are his jealousy and his temper. Now make that anger because of jealousy, that's like facing a tsunami. Heaven knows I won't survive that, but you see this guy, I'll survive him.I huffed as I ran after him. I was at least grateful he didn't try to kill Jiro. Death is exclusive to Neo. I don't know if I should appreciate that or fear it. Zayne took one look at me, scowled, and left. It was as clear as day that he was vexed and already conjuring up the worst possible scenarios about a secret love affair between Jiro and me. It was utterly ridiculous. He knew how I felt about him but whenever he loses himself to temper, the almighty Zayne never thinks. It's the worst possible combination for someone like him.Jiro is gorgeous, but he's not my type."Zayne can you please sl
Larissa's viewpointI've lost a lot of screws, I realize that now.Why do I think so? Well, I've been panicking and worrying a lot that if Zayne found out about my condition which wasn't life-threatening, he would treat me differently or leave me. I spent days worrying about what he would say to me if he knew. How would he react? Would he be angry? Would he hate me? Would he throw me away? My mother once told me that nobody wants a liability and although I worked hard not to become one, I still felt that way.A lot of insecurities or rather, a lot of buried and new insecurities resurfaced after I started dating Zayne, so I spent most of my alone time wondering about the things that could cause him to leave me and my heart was one of them. Now it's not as serious as Starliss and my father think. Blackouts happen once in a blue moon, mostly after a long period of stressful emotional imbalance. Let's be honest, since Neo's party, my heart hasn't taken a break from stress.Wait, what was
Larissa's viewpoint"…Is currently switched off. Please try again later or leave a message at the beep," I hung up and glanced at Zyaire. He was having a mental breakdown before even learning the whole story. All he heard was that his son was sick and he lost every sense of reasoning. Zayne's number was switched off, Lavender wasn't picking up, I didn't have Zachary's or their father's phone number, Savia's calls went straight to voicemail and Serenity's manager said she was in rehearsal. I couldn't drop a bomb on her when I wasn't sure.However, I knew that their weird quintuplet bond would already be sending signals but considering Zayne's temper, it'd take a while for them to pinpoint that there is more than one person paranoid. Maybe not. I'm not sure how their bond works.I glanced at Zyaire again. He sat in the backseat, hugging his knees and biting into his fingernails. Whatever he was thinking was badly messing with his head and there was nothing I could do to help him.I drov
Larissa's viewpointHave you ever been in a situation where time just flows by like it's a dream? Well, I have, a lot of times. Everything happened like a dream. Zachary's appearance and the way he swept the baby away like a breeze. Literally, he walked into the ward, took the baby and his brother, and left. If I didn't follow, I would have been left behind. I'm not even sure how I followed, I just knew that I watched Zyaire stare at the doctor in the new hospital in shock.It had been confirmed that he wasn't the father.Zyaire broke into hysterical laughter after the shock wore off and almost went mad. Then like a ninja appearing out of nowhere, Savia knocked him out. Serenity smiled at me and told me that I'd done enough and it was time for me to go home. She commanded Zayne who also appeared out of nowhere to take me home and threatened to skin him if he stressed me. Zayne didn't say a word to me but I ended up in my bedroom somehow. I only got myself when I woke up the next morni
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