(Serena's POV)I was lifted from Marcus's lap in such a manner that I was facing him."Tell me what have you gone through Serena. Tell me. For the first three months after our di-- separation, you went missing. What happened mi amore?"How does he know? I was kidnapped for two days and went hiding for the rest of the months before decided to go along in my life and work at Lily's cafe.What if he gets to know the truth? Those monsters who molested me. Those monsters killed my inner soul.No... The truth must be buried in my heart for good."Nothing," I whispered. How painful a lie was this? These letters let my chest burdened."What?" He asked again.Okay Serena, if you want him to let go of this topic you need to be more stern."Nothing. If you have ever loved me, then don't push this topic." I rudely yelled in his face. As I stood up and made my way to the bathroom.After I closed the door, that's when I noticed that I was no more wearing a sweater but rather a pink colored nightgo
(Serena's POV)"As long as you won't dare to leave this house."I froze.Marcus's last sentence sends shivers down my spine. I suddenly sense that being at his side for the third reason is really not a good idea.When can we stop this chess game? Until we're both injured and he takes everything from me? My brows crumpled as I glares at him with rage. "You agreed to end this game, Marcus." I almost yelled at him but I remember that people here might hear our not-so-normal conversation. "That argument is what I mean, Siri. You keep saying to stop this game. Who says I'm playing here?" He's provoking me with his sly smile."Marcus please, let's make this conversation serious.""I am serious, Serena." He said with a solemn stare in my eyes. How can I make this man forget me and his feelings towards me? "Why can't you just forget me?" I said under my breath but he has a healthy hearing and probably heard my whispering."How can I do that? I lost you once because of my mistake. Now that
(Serena's POV)The rest of the day went without incident. I spent the majority of the day in my room and ignored Marcus. I can't help but return every sensual touch Marcus gives me when he gets closer. Am I sick?But my worries about Marcus are spreading inside of me. It was all my fault again. I turn his effort into ashes. My gaze kept flitting to the wall clock hanging on the wall and heaved a deep sigh. Time had passed by like a blur. It had left too quickly. I didn't enjoy how quiet the house was at all.Not one bit.Marcus was working his butts off at his office. What's the use of me here anyway? My presence here is not that significant in his life. I'd prefer to work at Lily's cafe--Right! I must give her a call.I dialed her number but she's not answering any of them. Is she busy? How's her cafe? I'm so damn worried about her. I wanted to ask permission to Marcus in visiting Los Angeles at Lily's cafe but I'm afraid he wouldn't let me. My train of thought was broken by a k
(Serena's POV)I stare pensively up at the ceiling as I didn't sleep well last night. I was supposed to buy medicine at the pharmacy last night but someone interrupted and messed with my brain and heart again.And now I've been lying in my bed for the whole day. Not doing anything and it slowly dying me inside. What in the world did I do to myself? If I don't take action to stop these feelings, my life will take a sharp turn from this point.Marcus is being stubborn to death. I know how eager he is if he wanted something. He won't surrender unless he says so.Despite all of that, who the fudge is Lauren?I've met Marcus's friends and relatives before but not her. Her face was somewhat familiar but I can't recollect those times where I possibly saw her.I was wondering why he let her stay here. Is she special? Did he meet her during those times I'm not at his side? I wanted to ask Marcus but I was always led by fear. I am on the fence, confused between my brain and my heart. I'm afra
(Serena's POV)I shifted on the bed as an unpleasant noise rang out in the room. I swerve to the side to ignore the annoying sounds. But to my dismay, that obnoxious sound continued to ring ceaselessly, making me sigh in annoyance. While looking for the phone on the nightstand, I sought. After a short while, I finally reached for the phone and rose from the bed. Reset the alarm and throw it back on the nightstand.I really wanted to fall back asleep, but then I remembered that this alarm was set up to serve the young master. To have fun with that lady. How can Marcus put that snotty, wealthy brat out of my thinking capacity? However, I neglected the fact that those two are also rich brats, therefore one rich brat would always support a second rich brat. It is also a natural occurrence.I rub my sleep-deprived cheeks as I struggle to get out of bed and shake my head in an effort to get those thoughts out of my head. I quickly enter the bathroom to complete my morning ritual. I took a
(Serena's POV)The next day, I decided to give Marcus the silent treatment. I made a mistake at yesterday's event. It took me a while to realize why I did that and I don't know why I sent the gust of my emotions. I'm such an idiot.I'm confused.My head was in a mess and it's freaking me out. I really need to get out of here but... After the incident about Harold... I'm shameful enough to leave Marcus with all the chaos I've made. Although, that was not intentional. Sighing, I glance at the clock and almost cursed in my head.It's fucking one at midnight.One o'clock is exactly the time of the night. No wonder the silence in the air was peaceful. No chirping of birds, no honking of cars, and no pedestrians walking on the streets.It's midnight.I shake in fear as the moment of those monsters is relived in my head. The day that causes all of my pain. The day I encountered the monsters, in the dress of normal beings ready to plague my life.---I rubbed my hand as the cold wind slapp
(Marcus's POV)"Make sure everything is ready tomorrow, Lance," I spoke out while massaging my temple. I'm having a bad headache again. "Yes, sir." I ended the call after. Things are not doing well these days. Harold Schimer is getting on my nerves. That bastard harassed my Siri in front of me. He's wishing for his own death. He should be grateful that Serena stopped me from ruining his face.I never thought that one of my trusted friends backstab me and now he's threatening me with those videos.I admit, if that leaked out, the company's image will at stake. I won't ruin my father's hard work. How ungrateful son am I if I did?To make things settle down, I gave him what he wanted. He wanted everything, not just the land from Gloria but all of my future plans in the new hotel I'm planning to build.He's greedy.Gloria even called me for confirmation, she's confused but she approved the papers.Harold owes me everything. That dumbass jerk.Aside from Harold keeps pestering my busine
(Marcus's POV)As I entered my office with a heavy shoulder, I throw the papers on the table out of frustration. Harold is bribing my people. What annoys me the most is those people are so ungrateful of what my father had done to them. They were treated well and fair but they end up backstabbing my father's company.That's life. It is how it works in this industry but I'm still not used to it.Sighing as I slouch on the sofa, wondering if Serena is doing alright. When I woke up this morning, she was running a fever. I was about to cancel everything today but this bad news impacted my morning which made it worst by the thought of it.If ever Harold cut my limit, I wouldn't think twice to set a retaliation against him. I dialed Nana to check Serena. She's not feeling well and when she's sick, she's becoming stubborn to take."Nana, how's Serena?" I asked in a low tone.I'm so damn tired, my head, neck, and back were aching as hell. I heard her sigh in the other line. "She barely eats
(Serena's POV)Then our wedding came. Everyone we know was invited and ecstatic about the wedding of the century. Suzy and Nick came before heading to Australia. They are temporarily staying at our house since Nick is avoiding his parents. So he sold off his condominium and decided to start with Suzy in the mansion.As for Sarah Fergus... Yes, she's my real mother. I accepted her with all my heart. And she's here now, taking care of me about what I need for my big day.She's so excited and cannot contain her happiness that we met before I married Marcus for the second time.Sunlight shone through the high windows of the church's bridal suite, lighting dust particles in the air like tiny flickers of gold. Nausea swirled in my belly, and I pressed a hand to my stomach and tried to breathe through it.It's our second wedding but I'm fucking nervous.I suddenly felt weird. I covered my mouth as nausea traveled up my throat."What's wrong?" Mom asked.I immediately hopped from my chair a
(Serena's POV)My hand was trembling while impatiently sitting in the car with Marcus. My heart was pounding furiously and I could not calm my nerves down due to nervousness. I'm actually contemplating whether to accept the DNA test with Mrs. Fergus but now that it's here, why not give it a try?Upon hearing Marcus say that she is my biological mother seems unrealistic for me. I did not expect that we would be blood-related or he could find my mother this early.I actually did not long for a mother but the little nervousness with a small excitement inside my chest was unexpected too.Before we could perform a DNA test, Marcus set up a meeting with Fergus. I'm also curious about her and my biological father. Marcus said that it seems Mr. Fergus is not my father.I really need answers.We arrived at the restaurant where Marcus settled an appointment with Fergus.Fergus is new in the business industry. They were from the Philippines and as their business was going well, they planned to h
(Marcus's POV)On our way back home, Siri rested her head on my chest as our fingers intertwined. Since she does look sobered now, I reprimanded her for clubbing with Suzy. I know she only wanted to comfort Suzy in this way since Suzy only relieved her stress by spending money on expensive kinds of stuff and liquors.Despite her efforts to comfort Suzy and calm her down, it did nothing for her.Actually, Nick visited me at my office to talk about Suzy and his parents. That's why I tag him along to fetch my wife and his wife, a drunkard.And thankfully, we're right in time. The couple needs to talk and seeing Suzy still has the energy to catfight, she's sobered enough to talk normally with her husband."Will she be okay?" Siri suddenly questioned. And I know who she meant by that."Hmm.""What if they will ask for a divorce this time?"Hearing the word divorce gives me a pain in my chest. I know one of them will be miserable, or both of them will if things go awry. "It's up to them.
(Serena's POV)Strobe lights, loud music from the speaker, waiter, and waitresses dressed skimpily with glowing trays of drinks, shots, and bottles of booze lined up at the counter bar, the smell of sweat and smoke wafting off our clothing.My nose crinkled when smoke invaded my nostrils.With the last shot from my beer, I took a glance at Suzy who was dancing with a group of people we didn't know. She's having fun. It's clearly evident on her smile that doesn't leave her face the very first step we stride inside the bar.I actually left a message to Marcus to fetch us two hours after we arrived here. I purposely didn't let Suzy bring her car for the reason that we would be both intoxicated once we exited this building.I've been eyeing Suzy the whole time. She's swaying her hips with the hip music in the background while carrying a glass of tequila. I predicted that it would be messed up and difficult for her to wake up tomorrow.It's her punishment. I let her enjoy tonight and prepa
(Serena's POV)The next morning, I decided to meet Cassandra and apologize for suspecting her of something horrible. After she found out my thoughts about her, having a hidden relationship with Marcus, she cracked up and couldn't believe her ears.In the end, she shared with me the plan she had with Marcus about the surprise wedding. Marcus decided to move earlier the wedding date which is before Christmas.After the discussion with Cassandra, she bid farewell as she needs to attend something important.I stayed in the restaurant, eating my croissant and milk tea. I've had my breakfast earlier but my stomach won't back off to the food in front of her. To be honest, I've been wondering if Suzy has already eaten breakfast. She was so damn wasted last night, even wailing when Marcus dropped her on her bed. She said she's nice but why do people keep hurting her?She was being dramatic last night and I ended up sleeping with her in the guest room. She wouldn't let go of my dress and demand
(Serena's POV)As Uncle Gregor continued throwing hurtful words, I slowly became uncomfortable and my hands began to tremble but I was more concerned about Marcus, seeing his reaction to his Uncle's attitude.Despite how uncomfortable it was, Marcus was almost losing it, and needed to calm him down so I held onto his hand which he had clenched into a fist.As soon as Marcus noticed my warm hand, his fist slowly loosely unclenched before glancing at me. It was only after his blue eyes met mine, I lightly shook my head as a sign for him to take it easy. He slowly calmed his nerves down as a middle-aged man approached us."Mr. Storm.""Nice seeing you again, Gregor and Marcus's fiancee, but Marcus...""Yes?" Marcus's voice seemed relaxed now."Grab a drink with me," said Mr. Storm as he tapped Marcus on the shoulder. "There's someone else I'd like you to meet.""Of course," Marcus said with confidence, then looked over at me. I nod to him to let him go, gesturing to him I'm going to be
(Serena's POV)Hearing his demand made my blood boil in rage. He only thinks about his relationship with Becker, not the condition of his only daughter."She's your daughter, not mine. Take her with you nicely. If she won't, I will stop you from planning to meet those two." Marcus spoke out with his gritted teeth."Cut the bullshit and drag her here now!""They have already come up with a decision. They are adult enough to make a decision. It's their marriage, leave them alone. Isn't it enough that you forced those two to tie the knot unwillingly? What kind of parent are you."Unable to hear him nonchalantly express himself, I abruptly ended the call and dropped the phone on the bed. Marcus didn't complain as he only buried his face in his hands with a heavy sigh.I know Suzy only now wanted to be with Shaine. Marcus let her stay here for the sake of her well-being. She's torn enough to live alone. At least here, we are with her to help her get through her troubles.I rested my chin o
(Marcus's POV)When morning came, I opened my eyes and slowly dropped my head to the side to watch the beauty next to me. Siri had only covered half her lower body, leaving her upper body exposed as she lay on her side.Wanting to get the hair that covered her face out of the way, I stretched my hand but right when it reached her, she groaned and held onto it."Good morning, gorgeous," I said, having an even deeper connection with her after our passionate night together after a while.I just couldn't believe that she thought I cheated on her.When she opened her eyes and tried to get closer to my body, she hissed at the soreness all over her body. I jokingly pointed out that had she been working out like me, she wouldn't have felt that way. Because of my joke, I get slapped on my chest.I then moved my face closer and kissed her on the cheek. She closed her eyes and held onto my neck. The joy of seeing her in my arms brings a smile to my countenance."Last night was beautiful," I said
(Serena's POV)His hands are all over my body as I grip his face, causing our tongues to intertwine in a wonderful dance. His chest was covered by all of my hands. He kissed me from the top of my cheek to the base of my neck. His hot breath and the gentle caress of his lips drove me mad. They make contact with my neck and start burning. While giving me harsher and more intense kisses, he slid his fingers over my hair.A moan erupts from my mouth.His other hand slides around my waist and pulls me close to his addictive-scented body. He feathered kisses on my shoulders and in my hair. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be.When there was no more room between us, I slid my fingers down his spine and pulled him closer till our breaths mixed and I could feel his heart racing against my chest. The fact that I could make him feel that way made my insides bounce with joy. I separate myself and inhale quickly and shallowly. My insides caught fire at the way he loo