DO I STILL LOVE HIM?Bianca's POV ❤️I met a familiar face as soon as I got to the reception. He rushed to my side and bowed, like a servant to his master. Was this the driver he said was going to accompany me? He looked oddly familiar."Hi." I tried my best not to let my emotions show. "Good afternoon, ma'am. My name is Tusch Finney. I'm at your service." That was cute but does he realize I am also a servant like him? Even worse, I was a measly pet. I seriously don't know why he treated me like I was important. I finally remembered where I knew him from. He was the driver that took me to Kumiko's house. So he works for him? Why did he offer me a ride? Well...I paid for it though. This felt like a set up. Did his boss tell him to spy on me or it just happened by chance? If he works for him, why would he pick me up?, and I also paid for the ride. Something felt off about this whole situation that I was in."I know you. What are you doing here, sir?""I work for Mr Charles. He told me
THE HEARTBREAK Bianca's POV ❤️I told Mr Tusch to wait in the car while I go get my things. Jason wasn't aware of my arrival, so I hoped he wasn't going to be shocked to see me. I missed him... I missed those eyes; very gentle and kind, they always looked at me with so much love. I missed his lips, they tasted like vanilla and they melted my insides. I wonder what he thought of me now, maybe someone not worth his time and attention anymore, 'cause that's exactly how it looked like. I mean, he didn't even call me. I know I should have called too, but I was dealing with Charles. What was I saying? That definitely wasn't an excuse, no monster or situation was too much to check up on the person I claimed I was in love with.I knocked on the door several times but no one answered. I was about to call him, when I noticed that the door was actually unlocked. It wasn't going to be a crime if I went inside right? After all, I live here, well used to. I still live here though, I haven't mov
THE MONSTER'S CAVE Bianca's POV ❤️I woke up to such a beautiful sight.It was already dark out by the time we arrived at his house. I think we spent about 5 hours on the road or more, I stopped checking the time since I had slept off.I was awed by the sight. The entire house was made out of glass, you know, that one stood out and looked beautiful under the moonlight.It felt so surreal and I couldn't wait to check out the inside.Mr Tusch offered to help me carry my luggage inside and I was pleased. I dashed into the house and like I expected, I was amazed. The inside looked even better than the outside.The sitting room was amazing. It had two big black sofas and damn were they soft. They were both adorned with colorful throw pillows of different designs and I already had a favourite, the one with the cute puppy design on it. Who knew he had a taste for something like this? I thought he didn't like animals? The living room was quite big, it was full of bright, white lights that
ANNOYING RULES Bianca's POV ❤️"...rule number 2, anytime I ask you something, I inquire you give me an immediate reply." He was really pained I didn't answer him immediately, there was no way I was going to call him master. He continued staring at me, waiting for my response but I didn't utter a word, just stared back at him."...rule number 3..." Really? More rules? I wouldn't be shocked if he gives me a rule book to read and follow, this was just rule three and I'm beginning to loose my mind."...no disobeying me or else you will be punished." Do I get punished for everything? This guy is a maniac. Now I had no choice but to reply him, not like I had any choice to begin with in the first place. No matter how stubborn I was, I was going to do as he says, he was going to make sure of that.I was starting to regret this again, and my every actions so far that led me inside the lion's den. How many more rules do I have to follow? And this is just number three. I can't talk when I
THE EXCharles's POV ❤️I watched as she went on all fours and I suddenly had the urge to fuck her there. She looked so sexy. I didn't know I could get turned on like this but this woman, every single thing she does turns me on. How was she capable of doing that to my body? My dick was throbbing and I already had a boner, I hope she doesn't see it. I had to make her mine, no one else will have her. I ignored the tears streaming down from her eyes and focused on her banging body. Not that I didn't care about making her feel like this, but I just couldn't get over the fact that what she did affected my body in the way I didn't know it could. This woman was doing things to me that no one else could. She was mine, I became possessive again.I watched her ass jiggle as she left my office and I could feel myself almost coming instantly. My dick was hard and I had the urge to fuck someone, just anyone. I didn't want to be pushy and force her to have sex with me. I didn't want her to hate me
I WANT YOU BACK Charles's POV ❤️"Baby. I swear I can explain." She started crying again, no way I was going to fall for that. Does she think her crocodile tears was going to work on me? I wasn't a fool, I was never going to take her back into my life. I am through with her. "There's no need to explain anything, and don't you call me babe again. Now, get lost." I wasn't her babe for crying out loud. It's been three years already for goodness sake. I hated the way she kept on feigning ignorance. She hurt me, she broke me, shattered my heart into pieces and I just had to let her go. I loved her. And she has the guts to come back after three years and act like nothing happened?"Charles, boo. I'm sorry, I still love you. You know how your brother is, I didn't want to have sex with him but he..." Love...? Love?!She was still in love with me? She was kidding right? Was she expecting me to jump right in her arms and tell her how much I missed her and that I was still in love with her
A PLAN WITH MY EXCharles's POV ❤️"I want you to fuck me. Fuck me better than your idiot brother did." She just had to mention that bastard. She knew I wasn't going to resist her, she was really dangerous. "Punish me, Charles. Punish me badly. I deserve it." Audrey was a really great partner when it came to satisfying me sexually, she was just perfect to have sex with. She liked it rough and hard and I could go all day without feeling tired from fucking her, but I got tired of her. She was way too demanding and was never satisfied, maybe that was why she had sex with him. I didn't know what she saw in him anyways. Sure he was way more handsome than I was, intelligent, he was way better at me at everything. I used to look up to him when he were younger. I admired him so much and wanted to be like him, and then later I realized there was no use, he was always going to be better at me at something. Everything felt like a competition and he always beat me to it, he always won. That
BREAKING THE RULES Bianca's POV ❤️The reflection from the sun woke me up. I looked around trying to get accustomed to the environment, I almost forgot where I was and was quick to remember everything that happened last night. I couldn't believe I was finally here. I was finally in Charles' house. Surprisingly, I slept well considering the fact that I was in the base of the enemy.It was already late, getting close to noon. I couldn't remember the last time I slept like this. I always had alarms waking me up, deadlines to meet and all other stuffs like going to the bathroom, craving a midnight snack but I surprisingly slept well without any disturbances.I went to the bathroom and freshened up and put on a simple polka dot dress and tied my hair in a bun. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I looked amazing. I was very bored. What could I do in this house? First day of being a pet. Maybe I should go clean the house or make some breakfast. Is that what a pet would do? What ca
IN YOUR ARMS, AGAIN!BIANCA'S POV ❤️I reached for an apple slice, but paused mid-motion when I noticed Charles. He hadn’t touched his burger. Instead, he was staring at his hands, his fingers clasped tightly together as if grounding himself.There was something different about him—something hesitant, almost fragile, and entirely unlike the Charles I was used to. The quiet between us stretched, the tension growing as he shifted slightly in his seat."Bianca," he said at last, breaking the silence, his voice soft and trembling.I glanced up from my apple, his tone catching my attention and catching me off guard. His burger sat untouched on the table, the scent of melted cheese and grilled beef wafting faintly in the air. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He wasn’t looking at me but instead at his hands, which were clasped tightly together that his knuckles were beginning to turn white."No matter what happens," he said slowly, his voice almost a whisper, "and no matte
THE REUNION Bianca's POV ❤️The soft hum of a machine accompanied the warmth of sunlight that streamed through the thin hospital curtains, pooling on the bed, warming my face and forcing me awake. The hospital room smelled faintly of antiseptic, but the warmth of strong arms around my waist made it feel less lonely. The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the heater and the steady rhythm of someone breathing beside me.Blinking against the light, I turned my head slowly, my heart softening at the sight of Charles sleeping next to me, his face mere inches from mine. In sleep, he looked so peaceful. His features, usually sharp with worry and determination, were relaxed while he was asleep. His furrowed brow relaxed, the usual tension in his jaw gone as it was no longer clenched as it usually was, and the faint lines on his forehead had smoothed out. It was as though the weight of the world on his shoulders had finally lifted for the first time in ages, leaving him at ease. His
HOPE IS MORE THAN FLEETING Bianca's POV ❤️The bright and shimmering moonlight streamed through the hospital window, casting a dimly glow to the room, a perfect illustration to the situation at hand. The air smelled faintly of disinfectant, mingling with the quiet hum of machines nearby. Jason sat beside me, the weight of his presence both familiar and strange.He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small velvet box. My breath caught as he opened it, revealing the earrings I had left at his place when I decided to stay with Charles—those delicate, silver, and shimmering in the light. I thought I would never get to see it again, and I could tell that this was his way of saying goodbye.Before I could find the words to apologize, to tell him I was sorry for doubting him, Jason stood up. I watched him walk away, each step feeling like a door closing. He had never cheated on me. He had told the truth, but I hadn’t believed him. My mistrust had cost us both so much, and now there was n
HOPE, AND THE START OF SOMETHING NEW!JASON'S POV ❤️The nurse led me through the dimly lit hospital corridor to the room where Bianca was staying. Each step I took felt heavier, as if my guilt was weighing me down. The soft shuffle of her shoes against the tiles echoed faintly, but all I could focus on was the growing tightness in my chest.When we arrived, I hesitated outside the door. She stopped beside me, her expression urging me to go in, but I only nodded in gratitude, too afraid that speaking might somehow disturb Bianca.The door was left slightly ajar, enough for me to see inside. There she was, lying pale and fragile on the hospital bed, her pale face illuminated by the dim glow of the bedside monitor. The sight made my stomach churn— she looked so fragile, so unlike the Bianca I knew.Charles was there beside her, murmuring softly. His expression was a mixture of sorrow and hope as he held her hand. His hands clutching hers as if letting go would shatter her, mostly him. F
HELLO, GOODBYE AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN Jason's POV ❤️I paced about the hospital room, my steps echoing faintly in the silence. My mind was a tangle of worry, prayers, and guilt, as I silently prayed for Bianca. She was in surgery, and things could either go south or smoothly. I couldn’t stop myself from hoping— no, begging— that everything would turn out fine.The nurses barely gave me anything to work with earlier. I wasn’t family or anyone with the right to know much about her condition. I was lucky one of them even acknowledged me when I asked.“She’s in surgery,” the nurse had said, her tone clipped.That was hours ago, and there was still no news.Bianca is in surgery. Charles was probably there with her, along with her best friend. They were closer to her than I had ever been. They would be worried sick too, probably more worried than I was. What would I even do if I went there? Stand in a corner like a ghost? It would only make things awkward if I went there.Finally, I sat
THE BEGINNING OF THE END VCharles's POV ❤️Bianca was wheeled out of the surgery room, and as the doctor said earlier, she needed rest. The nurses moved her carefully, guiding the stretcher down the brightly lit corridor toward the recovery ward. My heart ached with each step they took— she looked so fragile, so small, and I could tell she was fighting for her life even now.I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Relief that she was alive flooded me, but it was tangled with fear. Would she be okay? Truly okay? No matter what happened, no matter how much the future scared me, I vowed to stand by her. She didn’t just make me happy; she was my happiness.The sound of the stretcher wheels squeaking echoed in the quiet hallway. Kumiko and Zac walked behind me, their expressions grim, the weight of the day etched on their faces. Kumiko rubbed her arms, restless and visibly drained, while Zac stuck close to her side, glancing at her with concern every now and then.When we reached Bianca’s new ro
WHEN RELIEF FEELS HEAVY Charles's POV ❤️ I left the police station with a heavy heart, driving back to the hospital with a storm of emotions brewing inside me. I drove back to the hospital, my mind a chaotic swirl of emotions after seeing Axel. The revelation about the fire was a relief, yes, but it was tangled with a fresh wave of anger and sadness. For years, I carried that guilt— therapy sessions, sleepless nights, replaying every moment in my mind. And to learn it was Axel all along? I didn’t know whether to feel liberated or crushed. Tears blurred my vision as I gripped the steering wheel. I let them fall this time, the weight of everything pressing against me. Axel’s betrayal, Bianca’s condition— it felt as though I couldn’t catch my breath. Should I be relieved? Heartbroken? It was all too much. By the time I reached the hospital, I had managed to wipe my face and steel my nerves. Now wasn’t the time to break down. Bianca needed me. We both needed me to stay strong. I neede
GOODBYE, AXEL!Charles's POV ❤️I was torn between staying at the hospital with Bianca and going to the police station to confront Axel. Every fiber of my being wanted to stay by her side, but I needed answers. I needed to know why my brother did what he did. I needed answers.The drive to the station was nerve-wracking. My hands tightened on the steering wheel as countless scenarios played in my head. Would he show remorse? Would he admit to everything? My chest ached just thinking about it.The police station loomed ahead, its dull gray exterior reflecting my mood. Inside, the air felt cold, sterile. Every step I took seemed heavier, and I could feel the stares from officers as I walked past. Their whispers were faint but unmistakable: “That’s him… the brother.” Shame and anger burned in my chest. This was not how I ever imagined coming here. Heck! I never even planned on visiting a police station, ever.Of course, the news hadn’t spread yet, but it was only a matter of time before
THE UNEXPECTED TWIST AND THE START OF SOMETHING NEW Jason's POV ❤️Time felt like it had stopped. Everything around me was dark and quiet— eerily quiet. The only light came from a faint glow in the room, flickering as if it might disappear any second. It looked like Axel, Jane, and the rest had left. If they were still here, they’d have noticed even the smallest movement I was making.I was alive, but barely. Breathing was a struggle, each gasp sharp and shallow, each beat of my heart weaker than the last. How I was still alive was a mystery. How was I still here after the shots fired, after the pain that ripped through my body?I could still hear it all. I could still hear the gunshot echoing in my ears, the sharp crack of the pistol playing on a loop in my mind. Jane’s screams still haunted me, too, blending with the relentless pain from the bullet wound.The cold, sticky pool beneath me felt endless. Every attempt to move was agony, but staying still wasn’t an option. I dragged mys