ALICE'S POV
Seconds turned into minutes.Minutes turned into hours.The sun went down and the moon came up, while I kept sitting there holding my Father's freezing hand.They tried to get me away from him. Everyone did try, but no one quite succeeded.I did not want to let go. He asked me to keep holding his hand.I never once cried or screamed or called anyone or even looked away from my father's peaceful face. His lips were blue now.If someone ever asked me how death could actually feel like, I would say that it was an endless coldness. Because, that's what I felt holding his hand and knowing that he was dead.“ Alice. Please! ” Ace whispered out to me and touched my shoulder carefully to get me out of this trance.I did not budge from my spot. I could hear them...
The murmurs between the hospital staff.My Mom's cries.ALICE'S POV My father died earlier today and I left the only man who was able to reach out to me in all my weakest moments. How did it feel to be honest? Cold. One word was enough to explain all my emotions right now. I was sitting on the footpath. Yeah. Once again. I might have developed an obsession with running away from everyone and then ending up in the middle of nowhere. Sitting on the footpath of a road that looked like something out of a horror movie, I stared at the stars. I never liked to gaze at stars actually. Not until my father took our family to picnics when I was little. He would make me and Ace gaze at the stars along with him and Mom. He liked it. Gazing at the stars was just a way to feel connected to those ecstatic memories. I had never accepted this fact until now. Sighing, I looked down at my hands. I could still sense the feel of my father's cold and Damie
ALICE'S POV After I accepted Jonas Lincoln's stupid ass offer with only one condition, he walked out of the room and suggested me to take some rest. He was already acting like a Dad and he thought I appreciated this. No. I did not. It was annoying. Then, he came back with some papers at night and he seemed less annoying, but too useless as I was done with him already. I accepted everything he gave me, because I did not want Damien to overpower me once more and also because, I wanted to know what it was like to be in power for once. Thinking about all of this, the night passed away. I was gazing at the sky the whole time, while sitting in the balcony attached to this lavish room, that belonged to me from today. Sun was about to come up. Sighing, I got up from the chair resting in the balcony and marched back inside my room. I needed to call Ace and ask him about the funeral.
ALICE'S POV A week passed. A week of feeling the same coldness creeping inside my hollow heart. That day at the funeral when I told Mom about how I was Damien's Mistress, she did not say anything. It was shocking. She just turned on her silent mode. It really turned off my mood though. She was supposed to scream and cause a scene and I was supposed to tell her about Jonas Lincoln, but she never did that. She kept watching me with those tears-filled hurt eyes, just like Ace did. Strange. They behaved really strange. A week and I had already settled in Lincoln Villa. Jonas Lincoln was hardly home, but whenever he was, he came to me and tried to talk. I ended up answering him in short yes or no though. I was getting bored today. Really - Really bored. It was like I needed to be on my feet all the time. I needed to be doing something all the time. I needed to be busy. Because when my mind was empty, memories starte
ALICE'S POV â But he has already signed the papers and handed them over to me, Darling. â I dropped the bomb over his head, enjoying his dumbfounded reaction. He knew I would not lie to him about such things. He was finally acting smart. â Now get ready and take me out Hayes. I am so bored. â I blinked blankly and turned around to go back to my spot on the couch. â Alice. â His voice softened. He gave up so soon. â You don't want Madison to be hurt right? â I tutted and rested my head on the sofarest. Silence prevailed after that. When I glanced up after a moment, he was already gone. Heaving a heavy breath, I rested my head on the sofarest and closed my eyes. My eyes were burning so bad. This was due to the lack of sleep, that I had experienced in the last week. I just could not sleep no matter how hard I tried. I threatened Hayes the same way he did to me, but the thing he did not know
ALICE'S POV Rick was becoming my favorite prey so far. Gullibe and easy to fool. I was dead drunk so my mind was jiggly, but even in this state... I knew when Rick approached me. I knew that Hayes and Madison were talking. I knew that Hayes was keeping an eye on me. I knew when Rick called me ' Kitten ' and it forced all memories to resurface. I knew when he touched my waist and I smiled at him, assuring him that I would not scream at his touch this time. I knew when I made him think that I was into this willingly now. And admist all of this... I also knew what I was going to do to him. I wondered about the thing Rick might care about, when I was coming here with Hayes. And one thing came to my mind. Reputation. Rich and respected - feared people like him, cared too much about their good reputation. Whatever they did behind the curtains, they never
ALICE'S POV “ You are coming with me, Kitten. ” Damien declared, without asking anything from me like usual and held my wrist to drag me away from there. I was dumbfounded for a moment, but when my mind started working again, we were already out of the house. I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could do it, Hayes came in front of us and Damien stopped in his way. “ Leave her Damien. ” Hayes stated calmly and kept blocking the way. Taking this chance, I tried to get my wrist out of his hand, but it was impossible. His hold was too tight on my wrist. “ Step aside. ” There was a clear warning in Damien's voice, that made Hayes wonder about his course of action. Damien had that kind of aura which made people second guess their decisions. It was not fear, it was uncertainity that Damien evoked in people. “ Damien. Just lea
ALICE'S POV When I got too bored, I decided to take a shower. Removing my clothes, I turned on the shower and stood under the cold water to calm myself down I wonder if Jonas Lincoln was looking for me... The chain of my thoughts broke when the door to the bathroom was pushed open. I turned to face the door, while still standing under the shower. Damien. He was standing with his back against the door, wearing a white button up shirt and black pants. The tie and coat was gone. Pursing my lips, I glared hard at him. I wish I could drill holes with my eyes. He would be dead by now and all problems would have been solved. His steely grey orbs traced the outline of my body, before coming up to rest on my eyes leisurely. Turning off the shower, I stepped out and grabbed the towel to wrap it around my body. â You locked me in this room. â I deadpanned and walked closer to him, after securing the towel
ALICE'S POV My body melted against his when his lips crashed against mine and that asshole decided, it was the best time to pull away. I opened my eyes and glared at him, feeling my lips tingle with the touch of his lips. He was using that famous push and pull tactic on me in this moment and even if I felt like grabbing his soft hair somehow to force him to kiss me again, I was too stubborn to admit that. My evil heart was whispering something to assure me and it was really-really assuring. ' It's lust. Anyone would want to kiss someone like Damien Knight Castillo. ' He leaned in all of a sudden and pecked the tip of my nose, making me glare at him harder. He knew what he was doing, as usual and my heart was becoming weak against his little stupid tricks. He slowly set me down on my feet and stepped away from me. His shirt was wet from the front now. He glanced down, just as my eyes travelled down. â You can co
HAYESI stare at the peaceful face of the one woman I have loved dearly throughout my life. Her wounded wrists are wrapped in bandages. She had cut so deep that the doctor said it was a miracle she didnât cut her veins and I am so fucking grateful for this miracle.She fell unconscious due to blood loss and she is still in my bed, unaware of whatâs going around her. I cleaned up her body and dressed her in my clothes to make her smell like me. Itâs giving me a sense of calm right now. I want her drenched in my scent so I know she is here and she is mine.Damien took care of Maxâs body and that chapter has closed. I didnât wait to see what was happening. I picked up Madison and left earlier. I brought her straight to my house. On the way, I called Ava to fire all the staff. There was no one I trusted around her anymore. I wanted to be alone with her and keep her safe from all dangers.She hisses softly, breaking my chain of thoughts. Instantly, I cup her face and wait for her to open h
MADISONI donât know what happened. One moment we were on our way to the psychiatrist and the next moment we were driving away from the route. My suspicions rose and I warned the driver that it was not the right way but he turned around, sprayed something on my face and then everything went black.When I woke up, I was already tied to a chair in some shady place and there was this man before me. My father. Again.Before I could scream or consider it my hallucination, he scratched at his neck and pulled some kind of mask from his face.The face I saw under the mask had my breath hitching in my throat.â Max? â I was confused.My eyes lowered to his mask and then his face. It clicked in my head. I was never seeing a ghost. I was only seeing a person impersonating that ghost.â Damien knows. There is no use in pretending. I caught one of his men spying on me. â He sighs, sulking in the chair opposite me.All the fear subsides, and after three years, I find the old Madison returning. I ch
MADISONI tried everything I possibly could to make Hayes forgive me. I didnât think I would fall so madly in love with this one man I avoided my whole life. My love towards Hayes was not about his power, his status, his statureâŚIt was all about himâHayes, the man who loved me unconditionally all my life.This time, I want to do things right. I wouldnât have pushed him if I didnât know he still felt the same way about me. He loves me, itâs enough to make me fight for him. I will be the one putting in all the effort while I expect nothing from himâJust him, nothing else.Things are getting better. He listens to me, lets me stay by his side, and allows me to express my love.But there is this one problem between us. I saw my father again last night. The guard at the door said there was no one he saw. I continue to see my father and it keeps reminding me that I found out who murdered him and did absolutely nothing to avenge his death. Not that I want to avenge a monster like him, but I d
HAYESAs I spend time with her, I notice the obvious changes. She clings to me whenever I get home and we end up having sex. She even tries to cook for me but gets kicked out of the kitchen by Ava.She is trying so fucking hard. Itâs impossible for me to not feel it deep in my bones.And as I spend more time with her, the old feelings hit me right in the face multiple times. I canât ignore her. I can never get over her.If she does prove that she wants to be with me, I wonât be letting her leave from here.Alice was delighted to know this when she called me to ask about Madisonâs recovery. That girl is dying to play cupid and glue Madison with me at all costs.â Your happiness lies with her. Her happiness lies with you. You two shouldnât hold back. â She chirped and hung up on me three days ago.Her words rang in my ears many times because it was not a lie. I like to believe I got over her and lived happily without her, but itâs a big ass lie.I was yearning to see her every day. I wa
MADISONI wake up to find Hayes lying beside me on the bed, his arm draped over my naked stomach and his face pressed into the pillow.My heart beat quickens when the events of yesterday night start playing before my eyes like a movie.He took me wildly. Against the wall. On the bed. It was almost morning when, after multiple orgasms, he let me go and fell asleep beside me.I never knew he had it in him to go on for so long. The only downside of it was that, we exchanged no words. Just the touch and the burn of the intimacy was all we had between us the whole night.I breathe in and realise I stink of his cum by now. Itâs oddly satisfying when itâs supposed to be gross.He still loves me. He doesnât hate me. The thought is overwhelming.I turn to him and stare at his side profile. His hair are all disheveled. My hand reaches out to the messy puddle of hair. I run my fingers along them and comb them back.â What are you doing? â His hoarse voice makes me stop and pull my hand back.H
HAYESWhen I get home, I go straight to her room.â Please. Can you check again? I am sure he was there. â Her agitated voice falls on my ears.I sigh, stepping inside and taking in the scene before me. Madison is pacing back and forth while Ava is standing in the corner shooting her weirded out looks.â Whatâs wrong? â I question, announcing my arrival.â Hayes. â Madison stops pacing and runs to me.Her hand wraps around my wrist, pulling me in forcefully.â I â I saw him again. He was outside the main gate. He waved at me. â She stutters.I peer into her wide eyes. I know who she must be talking about even before having her tell me.I glance at Ava, signalling her to leave the room silently.â Why is she leaving? Send her to check once more. â Madison leaps forth, trying to stop Ava.I grip her wrist and tug her back. Ava goes out of the room and doesnât forget to close the door on her way.â I went to the garden. I â I was standing close to the door and I suddenly heard the same w
HAYESHow am I going to convince her to stay at my house for a few days? Honestly, I know a lot of ways to do that, but I donât feel generous enough to be polite.â You are staying with me until you get your head straight. â I tell her, barging inside her hospital room.She has been here for a few days already and now, itâs time for her to get discharged. I havenât really cared for her much in the last few days, in fear that she might figure out that I still love her to moon and back â something like that.â No way. I am not going anywhere with you. â She barks back, not even sparing me a glance.I take a deep breath and look her over. She is smoothening out the wrinkles on the white dress she is wearing.Against my better judgment, my heart is drawn towards her and it wants me to march right to her and kiss her until the rest of her rational mind dies as well. After having a taste of her and knowing what it feels like to kiss her, to be above her, under her, inside herâŚI canât think
HAYES’ POVSomething is not right. My gut are screaming this at me for quite some time.Doctors came and checked up on Madison. Everything is alright with her and she will be discharged in a week or so.She fell asleep right after the doctors left and I have been watching her closely from that time.First of all, she hit herself in the face and then she ended up in the middle of the road, almost killing herself in the way.She has been repeating somethings lately. Someone broke in, I saw my father, something is not right…Things like that.I do agree with her on this. Something is not right, but it’s not what Madison thinks. I think she needs help and she needs a psychologist. But, it will be a real headache to convince her to see one.I breath in and out, my eyes fixed on her swollen eye. I never thought I would ever see Madison like this. She was str
MADISON’S POVEverything is dark around me and it’s like I can still hear the whistle in this darkness.The sound haunts me and it makes me twist in the invisible restraints bounding me to the darkness.I gasp for air and blink my eyes open. Light blinds me and makes me close my eyes again.Everything hurts, even breathing hurts at this point.Forcing myself, I open my eyes once again. The burn in my eyes is sharp, but I am too scared to close my eyes.“ You are awake. ” The familiar voice and the familiar words give me a sense of deja vu.Inhaling deeply, I turn my head a little at him and find Hayes sitting on the chair placed beside the bed.I blink my eyes at him, unable to understand what’s happening for a moment.‘ Dad…’ I hear the whisper of a memory in my mind and my eyes turn wide.He was the