My lips parted, beads of perspiration forming on my forehead. I swallowed, turning to him, my eyes wide."I don't know what you are talking about."He broke into a small laugh and suddenly pulled a gun, then grabbed the girl directly behind me. She gave a shrill yell, letting go of the plate in her hand. It shattered with a loud noise, the remaining food scattering around on the floor."Should I start with her?""Stop," I said, my hands reaching for the girl. "He was your brother.""Sure enough. But you got him killed. Because of you, I had to take his corpse and dispose of it like he was trash."I swallowed, my teeth gritting. "That's not my fault, and certainly not hers. He must have done something to Vector, and I am not who you think I am."He broke into another laugh before suddenly knocking off the girl. I started to run after her, her small yelp piercing through me. Before I could get to her, however, he grabbed me by the wig, his grip so strong I could feel the wig shift.I in
I blinked rapidly, my hands slowly going out of my pocket. I was all alone with Vector, and I could feel a massive vortex of emotions. Hate, resentment, confusion, passion. I hated myself for the last one.I swallowed hard. "I was..."He gave a small laugh. "It is a good time. I am normally not awake."I saw how he was looking at me. Like I wasn't, and never could be a threat. Like all I would ever be is a little girl in a dress."Why are you awake now?"He shrugged, then leaned away from the balcony. I watched him walk the little distance to the stairs, then carefully descend from it. He held a youthful elegance in his steps, and I found myself almost enthralled as I watched him.If only I didn't hate him this much."I wanted a drink. And maybe a partner."He never came up to me, and he made his way to the large standard bar. I knew better than to go anywhere, and I slowly followed him. He had his back completely to me, and I wondered how it would feel to stab him in the back, litera
I spent the rest of the night just staring off into nothing, my eyes thin as the night went through different stages of ageing, and slowly, the fingers of the sun stretched across the sky.I took a slow bath and fixed a plate for myself before the wr had to go down to make breakfast. I swallowed. It meant seeing Vector again. At this point, I could barely keep myself away from putting a fork in his eye.I had just walked out of the room when Ckara opened her door, too, then ran over to me."Clara! How was your night?"I smiled at her, my hands smothening my dress. "It was okay. Yours?"She shrugged. "Better than I have had in years. You look good this morning."I smiled at her again. "You do too."She beamed, and we fell into a synchronized pace as we walked down. The kitchen staff were already in the kitchen, and we joined them. Alvin came around with three other men.For some reason, they were always so fully armed. That was a lot of protection for someone who said he never felt thr
My lips parted, my chest heaving as I watched him. Truth be told, a part of me had hoped he never did pull the trigger. I never saw it so he could have spared dad, right? That was what I hoped. I hoped he was keeping dad somewhere, and when I came, when I got my revenge, dad would be free and I could rid myself of the guilt of being draped on this man's shoulders while dad was struggling for his life."You... you killed him?"The tears filled my eyes fast, and once I blinked, they were running down my cheeks. My heart broke, my chest tightening on my heart, piercing through it so it bled through every hole.He nodded slowly, then took a lazy drag. "Yes. Old story, however. Let's have breakfast."He turned away and promptly disappeared behind the glass again. My lips oartwd as I felt the wave of sadness hit me once again, bringing me to my knees. It felt like the first time I had seen my father being tortured. I had been completely helpless, a naive girl with no way to save her father.
I stayed lying in bed, my eyes open, my chest heaving. My memories reeled back to all of the memories of my father. The moments I had made him proud and hr had given me that big dimpled smile. The moments when I had disappointed him and he had still given me that smile. The moments when he had loved me no matter what. The moments he had been my only ally.I felt the grief fill me up again and again, emptying everything else from within me. It filled me with helplessness, rage, anger, an unsatiable thirst for blood and revenge.I closed my eyes tight, then slowly sat up and grabbed the duffel bag. There was some money in there, and I grabbed it, holding it tight.I closed my eyes again in an attempt to stabilize my breathing, but all I saw were flashes of Vector. The Vector from this morning, the Vector from one year ago that had been covered in my father's blood.A knock suddenly came on my door, causing me to jump. I turned as Clara poked her head in and gave me a big smile. I forced
I watched him as he slowly set the plate but didn't touch the broth. He went through everything else, however, and he took a sip of wine. He looked up to me once he was done serving himself, his brow raising."I.... I am just wondering why you took everything but the soup."He looked at it, then shrugged. I swallowed, my fingers nipping at each other. If he didn't eat the broth, then all my efforts would go to waste. I swallowed, then reached for a button on the dress. I unbuttoned it rather noisily, but he didn't even look up or seem to care. I unbuttoned another, stretching it. A good part was on show, and I leaned further to him, my eyes holding his.He looked up once he noticed I was close, his brows furrowing a little. He held my eyes instead of the skin I had purposely put on show for him, his eyes dark.I stopped, my lips parting as he seemed to have somehow gained control of the situation, holding me spellbound instead.I blinked, then moved, collecting the small bowl next to
I felt ice-cold water violently hit my face, and I woke up with a start, my eyes wide, my lips parted as I struggled to breathe. My chest was heaving hard, and my body felt rather weak. My lines felt overworked, and my head felt light. I looked around, trying to understand where I was. The room was completely dark, and the drapes were closed. I wasn't sure where it was exactly, but I was sitting on a chair, and my mouth was gagged. Fuck.I tried to move, but my hands were tied behind me, and so were my legs, and I swallowed. Have I been found out already?I struggled to think, my eyes closing as I thought back to what had happened. I and Vector had taken that poison together. He had lost consciousness, but he had called...The memories hit me violently, and I swallowed, my chest heaving. I never got to take the antidote, so if I was awake, that just meant..."It's been a year, cupcake. You are still as beautiful as ever."My heartstrings snapped, and I turned to the direction of the
I woke up to slow knocking on my door. My eyes slowly opened, and I turned, realizing I had fallen asleep the same way Alvin had left me on the bed. I straightened, my body weak. It was now morning, and I swallowed. All of that had happened sometime in the middle of the night, and I could still feel the fatigue and the weakness from the poison. Slowly, I stood up, wobbling a little before I reached the door.Slowly, I opened the door, and a worker was standing outside, her face neutral."What do you want?" I asked, my brows drawn."Do you have any pasta? Mine is finished."I took her in. She was big and looked like she was ready to collect it by force if I didn't give it. I had enough anger in me to go face to face with anyone, so I put my hand on my waist, my head tilting upwards to meet her eyes."I do, and I won't give it."Her lips immediately fell, and she moved closer. "I don't want to have to make noise. Give me what you can lose before I take what you can't."I gave a small la
Vector was in bed, and I slowly leaned to him, my lips gently kissing his forehead. He gave a small smile and turned to me, his eyes slowly meeting mine."Aren't you going out today?"He shook his head. "She called me dada. She obviously wants me to stay home."I broke into a laugh. "That little traitor. Betraying me like that."He pulled me in. "I could call you baby whenever you want."I broke into a laugh, my eyes darting to the sleeping child. She was just six months old, and she was closer to Vector than ever. She even took after his beautiful, different colored eyes, and I was convinced that my genes hadn't even tried at all.I kissed his forehead again, then smiled. "Everyone is coming for dinner today. Get ready, okay?""Yes, ma'am."I broke into a smile, stealing one more kiss from him, before I walked away. We spent the evening downstairs with everyone. Dad, who was more than excited to be a grandfather and was even taking lessons, Rose, who took every chance to touch Victor
I woke up naked in bed, and Vector wasn't by my side either. I turned, my eyes squinting, my chest heaving as I took the room in. There was no sign of the shower. I turned to my left, and a bouquet of roses was sitting there, with a letter hanging out from it. I broke into a smile, then sat up, grabbing the letter, a smile lighting up my lips."Come meet me in the below address in an hour. I love you."My brows furrowed as I looked down at the address, my chest heaving. I jumped out of bed, then swiftly went to the shower. I checked the time on my phone. I hadn't realized it was past twelve already, but anyone would understand how much I needed my first worry free sleep in so long. In forever. Slowly, I chose a dress, then put my hair up in a ponytail. It was a cute, flowery sun dress, and I twirled around in it for a bit, my smile big.Manuel was waiting in the car when I got down, and something about his smile made me feel like he knew what was going on but simply won't tell me.I
I wrapped Vector's jacket around me as the doctor gave us instructions to take care of the wound. Vector nodded slowly, but his eyes held mine, and I wondered if he ever actually did listen to the doctor. Manuel followed the doctor and finished with the remaining discharge processes, and I stayed back with Vector, who was finally falling asleep, fatigue, lack of sleep, and the pain catching up with him."We can go now," Manuel announced, coming up to us. I went to Vector's side, then wrapped his arm around me, while Manuel did the same to his left. That way, we got him out of the hospital and to the car. I got in the back with him, then gently adjusted him to lie on my lap, my fingers slowly pushing through his hair, my smile small.He was now weak, and it didn't take him long to fall asleep, his eyes closing gradually. I leaned to kiss his forehead, and he gave a weak smile before he finally fell asleep. The ride this time was slow, and I actually got to breathe. I watched the sig
Manuel cut through the teeming traffic as he drove us at top speed to the hospital. My heart was in my throat by the time we got to the hospital, my eyes darting fearfully between the outside environment and Vector, who was now motionless.Manuel got out, then came around and opened the door. I got out first, and he leaned, then slowly brought Vector out of the car. I ran to support him, and we walked into the hospital with Vector between us.They immediately brought a stroller, and we lay Vector on it. We followed behind them as they wheeled him to the operating room."It appears to be a gunshot wound, " one of the doctors said, adjusting his gloves. "Do you have a police report?"I swallowed. Tears were running down my cheeks now, and I wasn't even sure how to control it. They wanted to wait another ten minutes to bring that man to give a police report even when my Vector wasn't even moving anymore?I turned. Vector's gun was still in my hand, and I sucked in a deep breath, my eyes
I gasped as Vector gave a small smile, his eyes darkening as he got progressively angrier. Slowly, he cracked his gun, then slowly moved Don Lucian's head, his voice low with a murderous darkness behind it. "Let's try, then.""Vector," I said, but before the word could get out of my mouth, a van I recognized drove into the port and then parked. I turned, just as my real father was brought out at gun point, his eyes wide, his hands brought up in a surrender."Dad!" I screamed, and it distracted Vector momentarily, causing Don Lucian to swing for the chance he got.He immediately grabbed me by the neck, forcing me to his body, a wicked laugh escaping his lips, his eyes thin with evil."You fool, you really thought you could outsmart me? How about living the rest of your life like that bastard pining for your Rose?""Red," Vector said, his eyes wide. I could immediately see his resolve weakening, fear flashing in his eyes. Manuel ran out, his chest heaving. "Don't shoot!"Vector blinke
I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat. The cars stopped, and for a short while, no one came out of them. I held my breath, then turned to Vector, whose eyes were thin now, his fingers clasped into each other.Slowly, the first car opened, and I watched as Don Lucian walked out of the car, his eyes thin. His eyes took in the port before it landed on Jonas' dead body.He looked up, and in the blink of an eye, the other cars he had come with opened up, armed men trooping out immediately, surrounding us.Vector gave a small chuckle, his eyes becoming a lot thinner. I know what that meant. He was getting even angrier."Deploy the men," Vector said, and I watched as the place was slowly covered by even more men, armed to the core, their guns aimed towards Don Lucian's men.Don Lucian looked cornered, his eyes wide and filled with rage. Manuel slowly came out of his car, his gun held tight and ready to shoot."Have you missed us? Don?"Don Lucian met Manuel's eyes, and he swallowed, clen
The ride was silent, and Vector called once to make sure I was on my way. He spoke to the driver, and I leaned back, my chest heaving. All of it was so nerve-wracking, and I needed to see the end to this. Has there been some sort of change in plans? Was there some sort of problem?Suddenly, the car stopped. I turned around, and Vector's car was parked by the aide. My eyes thinned as I watched the car. Slowly, he rolled down the glass, and Vector's face slowly came into view.He had a small smile and a cigar between his lips, his eyes dark. I broke into a smile and went out of the car, without waiting for him to come to me.I went into the car, and he broke into a laugh as I lunged myself into him, smile big, my chest heaving hard. He wrapped his hands around me, his lips blessing every inch of my skin available to him. My face, my lips, my neck, my shoulders, the tops of my breasts, my fingers, my arms.I guess he felt the same emptiness I had all night long."Fuck, I missed you," he
I lay in bed, my eyes watching the bright chandelier. I had lost track of time, and I just lay there. Halfway across the city to Vector, and another part of me just laying here, waiting for something, anything. Needing something to tell me that Vector was okay.A knock came on my door, and I turned to it, my eyes slowly blinking. Hillary poked her head in, then gave me a small smile as she caught my eyes."I thought you would be alone. Manuel told me they were leaving."I nodded, then slowly sat up. My phone was lying on the bedside drawer, and I sighed, watching it. There was nothing."Are you okay?"I nodded slowly. "You?""Ibam fine. Could you lend me one of your clothes, please? We are the same size and I really need to go somewhere."I nodded, forcing myself to sit up, my chest slightly heaving. I got out of bed, then slowly led her to the wardrobe. I let her choose, and she picked the simplest one, just something that looked rather plain."Is that really what you want?" I asked,
Vector closed the door and turned back to me, a small smile on his face. He leaned to me, his fingers gently massaging my scalp. "You should rest. I will be back."I shook my head, sitting up, my chest slightly heaving. "I will dress up and come downstairs. This involves me as much as it does you."He nodded, kissing me hard, his grip on my face almost desperate. He pulled away, then kissed around my face again, his eyes closed.I could hear the silent prayer in those kisses. I could tell he was nervous. He never really was, but now, because I was there, because I was a weakness, he had no other option.He was scared, just as I was. This could go either way, and this story could end with me losing him. This story could come to an end with me standing above him. I would hate for that to happen.I got out of bed, then slowly dressed up in comfortable shorts and a large sweatshirt. Soon enough, we went downstairs where Manuel was, with a group of armed men.His eyes were thin, and ever