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
Zayne's viewpointSometimes I hate my life. It hardly happened but whenever chaos struck, it left me pissed and this time, I had something more to be vexed about.I was angry at myself for the way I acted with Neo. Instead of exchanging words with him, I should have just punched him first before talking. That way, Larissa wouldn't have stopped me. The problem began with how easily she brushed me aside when I only wanted her to lean on me. She should have explained to me if it wasn't a big deal as she claimed, she shouldn't have forced me to respect her decision and put a pin on the topic. Next, she insisted on going to the match despite knowing how terrible her health was. She almost gave me a heart attack when she collapsed and instead of taking her health seriously, she brushed it aside without care.That's the biggest problem. Starliss was right. Larissa treats her health and her life as if it's nothing. She'd strongly convinced herself that her health was just a minor issue. A con
Zayne's viewpointDo you remember when I said Zyaire knew how to shock me once in a blue moon? Well, he struck again.His confession left both Zachary and me at a loss for words. We were so shocked we sat down to process the outrageous information. Zachary hunched forward, resting his elbows on his knees and pressing his clasped hands on his lips. His expression was mortifying and mine, I can't say I was any better.Zayne is in love with our… huh? How did I not see this? When? How? Why? It doesn't begin to make sense. Yes, he often found pleasure in pissing Savia off but I never thought it was something this ludicrous. The shock on Zachary's face said so too.We remained in silence for what felt like hours while he stared down at his feet with shame. I felt like whooping his useless head with a plank or a nice day crowbar. Zyaire has always been a headache and he just proved it again.Zachary finally broke the silence with a long, heavy sigh, and then dropped his hands. "When did it s
Larissa's viewpointI puffed as I fell flat on Dad's bed, sprawling my hands and legs. Mikayla was sitting at the edge of the bed, braiding Odette's hair while Odette played the PS5 with full concentration. I was mentally and emotionally exhausted. This is why I said my heart wasn't getting a break. Different things kept popping up and troubling my poor heart.Starliss was the most careful girl I knew so it was another blow. I knew it was because of what happened after that day. Emotional depression from rejection and her fight with me. She must have forgotten to prevent it and along the way, completely forgot. I was still in shock from the idea of Starliss with a big belly at eighteen. It was unbelievable even though I perfectly comforted her.Next was her decision to tell Neo. My best friend parenting a child was kind of weird, especially at their age. Two: I knew that although she was dismayed at the front, deep down, she was holding on to hope. Starliss believed somewhere that may
Larissa's viewpoint"Wow!" I exclaimed for the umpteenth time, staring wide-eyed at the building with my face pressed to the glass. I've heard a lot about the hotel but I'd never gone close to the streets. The shit was fucking expensive and neither of my rich friends ever felt the need to go when Neo's father ran his own hotels, even if they were merely four-star and three-star.Neo's family had two hotels in five major cities. A four-star and three-star hotel. Zayne's dad owned different classes of hotels in different cities ranging from four-star to five. However, two of them stood out the most and were considered six-star hotels. I was sitting in the parking lot of one of them and gawking from the car.Zayne stepped out when the valet arrived, instructing me to take my time to digest the surroundings so I wouldn't make a fool of myself (he was referring to my makeup). Of course, the line of uniformed men that welcomed him helped that decision. He wanted to draw their attention away
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