I have to get back as soon as possible before Daddy and Maven come back, Mommy said that.It was the right thing for me to do because Mommy added that daddy's emotions are unstable lately, he gets angry easily over trifles, and I'm a little afraid that the emotional swings he's going through are because of me.Mommy didn't say what the reason was and just smiled and said she'd take care of the dad thing. There was no feeling of sadness or disappointment that she threw at me because I chose to refuse an engagement with her best friend's son, Mommy didn't seem at all bothered and unlike most other mothers who forced their daughters into an arranged marriage. Mommy accepted what I wanted because she thought that choice would make me happy.Even though I know for a fact that it's a little scary.Okay, well, I'm happy.I've had happy moments with Rhysand whether it's from the satisfaction he gives to my body, or all his cheap and disgusting seductions, or even from him taking me to beautif
I stood up and the scream I let out represented my consciousness. Finally, what I feared happened.I called his name and he stopped, and some guy in black pulled him away from Reagan who was lying on the floor. I stepped closer to Reagan, gaping as I stared at his face which was covered in purple bruises and gore on the corner of his left lip, nose and jaw. I almost dropped to my knees to help him but a hand pulled me hard until my back hit the hard chest behind me."Are you fucking crazy?" I rebelled and looked at Reagan who was barely awake.Rhysand didn't say anything, and pulled me away from Reagan by grabbing my hand and forcing me to move until I almost dropped my wallet and phone which were in my coat pocket."Keep quiet, or I'll do more than this to him." His words were dark and sharp.I couldn't answer or fight him, all I could do was stare at Reagan who sat and looked at me with an expression of helplessness and anger.>>>The car he was driving was engulfed in a dark silenc
Rhysand really didn't hurt me, like what he said earlier.But he punished me in another way.A way I could barely resist, and more like the pleasure that was so deep inside me.We making love.Hard, and rough.And he is so greedy that all I do is become a submissive party under him. I was unable to do anything and it lasted until late afternoon, where dusk was already gracing the beautiful New York winter sky. I sleep on my side, and Rhysand is behind me. He hugged me tightly and put his face on the nape of my neck.I'm so tempted to drown myself in this thick blanket, and sink into the arms of the giant man behind me but I'm thirsty, and hungry, and it forces me to move. I sat up on the bed and almost staggered back because Rhysand's arms were tugging at me. Clucking, I let go of his hands."Go back to sleep, Princess."I snorted. "I'm starving." I answered hoarsely, and my throat felt dry. Realizing what was causing it... my face warmed up."Where is your voice?" he asked, opening o
Everything Tommy said fell by the wayside as I entered Gabriella's bedroom.The slightly taller woman was asleep on top of her brown bed, her face completely pale, and a sight escaped. Holding my breath and feeling my heartbeat increase with worry, I stepped towards her slowly trying not to disturb her sleep. I looked down at her and touched her forehead with the back of my other hand. She has a fever. Straightening up, I started to walk outside, called my family doctor, and made a compress for her.The feeling of guilt grew when I pressed the towel against her forehead, seeing how pale Gabriella's face was. We have been friends since freshman year of college. Both of us came from other countries and struggled through a culture shock that was so strong in America. Become a place to complain when we are tired of college assignments or even about men. Gabriella was very open and all of that changed slowly when college ended.She was focused and deeply immersed in her restaurant business
"I'll be home at lunch." I said to Gabriella who was now sitting on her bed, her fever had gone down but she was still pale.She chuckled as she shook her head. "No need to do that. I'm already fine." She replied.I shook my head. "No. No. I'll be home by lunchtime, and you spend some time now sleeping." I put the bowl filled with cream soup which is now empty on the nightstand. "Surely after taking the medicine.""I can do it myself." She said with a smile. "You can leave now."I'm in doubt."Just leave, it's okay. After taking the medicine, I will sleep.”I exhaled slowly, and nodded. "In that case, fine." And then I got up to leave her.Putting the bowl on the kitchen table, I chose to wash it later. Actually, I didn't want to leave Gabriella who was sick, but on the other hand it would be very unprofessional if I asked Rhysand for another day off. Some employees would definitely say that I used our position and proximity to do whatever I wanted.I didn't want that to happen, so I
"Is this going to take long?""Depends." Ron answered. "I can't give you hope.""Is there anything I can do?""You'd better just sit still, and wait." he replied, blinking."I can't do that." I argued. It felt really bad when I just sat around doing nothing, or helping anything and waiting. Waiting for it really can make me surrounded by anxiety, waiting for it is the worst thing. "I will help as much as I can. You can ask for it."A disdainful grunt escaped from him.I glared at him and wanted to throw curses at him but the sound of someone's footsteps was heard. My instincts seem to have memorized the presence of Rhysand del Millero."Ronald is right." he said, standing beside me. "You don't have to do anything, just still and let us take care everything."I looked up at his gentle expression. "Why do I feel like you guys are underestimating me?"Ronald choked on laughter, and I immediately looked at him with a glare. Rhysand chuckled. "No, Princess. No one underestimates you. We ar
My steps quicken and stop beside Rhysand, pulling his arm off Claudia's neck. Her face was already red, telling how strong Rhysand's grip was."Get off, Rhys. Let her go!" I screamed until my throat hurt.Rhysand didn't move at all, like my tugging and snapping was nothing to him. While Claudia rebelled, really tormented. Her mouth was open, and her chest was rising and falling with gasps. Searching for the thinning air in her lungs, I was still tugging at Rhysand's arm."She's pregnant, Rhysand. She's pregnant. For god sakes!" I snapped again."I've always felt sorry for women, but if you dare to set foot wherever Amanda is, meet her, you will be finished in my hands." He said low and cold, really threatening. "It doesn't matter whether you are pregnant or not."Claudia's screams were heard, and as Rhysand took his hands off her neck, Claudia fell to the ground. I immediately dropped my knees and sat beside her. Touched her shoulder as she coughed coughing and busily gasped."Are you
This morning I live a little lethargic.Renne's husband seems to intend to resign from his job because he doesn't have any bussines travel at all. Renne couldn't do anything, and asked me to suggest anything other than waiting for her husband to leave. Felicia had already made plans: Renne would ask him to go on an outing to a place a little far from Montreal, or go on vacation to another country but he refused. Saying that the extreme winter in Montreal would lead to some bad odds for their trip. There was nothing else for us to think about, and I hated myself for my stupidity.Snorting, I folded my arms on the table, and rested my head on them. At least there's something that keeps me from getting into my bad mood this morning, Gabriella is healthy and fit. Apparently she was really healthy when she proved it to me this morning, and then she asked me to have dinner at her restaurant, then we were going to do girls night in Central park. Like we always used to do.I'm really grateful
Rhysand. I caressed her face, amazed at how soft her skin was, and how it would still be beautiful even when she fell asleep with her mouth open and her hair messy.I planted a kiss on his forehead, stroking the enlarged belly, containing our two children. Something lit up inside me. Happiness and many more thrilling feelings that make me always kneel in front of her.I kissed her again, kissing her face with light kisses, and biting her cheek which were more chubby than before.Cute.She writhes under me, grunting when her sleep is disturbed. Her hand pushed my face away, I chuckled."Stay away from me, Rhys. I still want to sleep." Her scolding comes back, and butterflies fly in my chest when I feel that this is real. That she was already in my arms and no one would be able to take her away from me. Even her my famlily, and my family.I put my face on her neck, sipping on the skin of her neck, inhaling the scent that will never bore me. "I love you." The words just came out.She sh
Rafaella isn't much different from our dad, I spent the afternoon listening to her talk about how I should divorce him, raise my two kids with them instead of Rhysand, saying that Rhysand was a bad influence on our kids.I never paid any attention to her. Never bothered about her, I never even filled it into my mind. All I did was hear her, and make a face that I didn't care about what she said. She left when she got tired of lecturing me.Rafaella can be a supportive sibling, and so can I, but she can be a bitch sometimes and always brings something up, whatever she does is keep me wrong, and makes me the coward of all. I know that it's in her nature, but now I can't take it anymore. I was just trying to put my real face on, and tell her that I never heard any of the lectures she gave.I never got any support from her, all she did was blame me and say that everything happened because of me. I did feel it was a mistake, that I should have stayed away from Rhysand. But I have never reg
Rhodes, Greece, Two Months Later.Silence.Quiet.Silent.Empty.Empty.I leaned myself on the small green sofa bed on the balcony. Staring at the beautiful scenery in front of me. Beautiful Lindos beach, and some small kayaks that reach almost the middle of the beach. I put my pregnancy book on top of my stomach which was protruding more than it should. I know that because I'm carrying two babies, and Rafaella often looks at my belly in horror. I don't feel bad about it. Pride and happiness seep into my chest. Realizing that I will be a mother soon.On the other hand the emptiness and silence still surrounds my heart. Shadows and hopes for someone to be by my side to be with me, and face this together. I knew that I was too naive, too hopeful that he would come to me, and take me home. That he would do everything for us. But I'm sure he will. I can't deny how crazy he is and how he could do anything for me. I've been in that position before, and I underestimate his love if I dare to
Seven years later.I leaned back in my chair after finishing chatting with business colleagues who happened to stop me and engage me in conversation with so much nonsense.I took a sip of wine, putting my hands in the pockets of my formal trousers, looking at a woman sitting with her family. There were two women with the same face, and I didn't have to bother to tell which was the other and which was the woman I had been obsessed with for the past seven years.Amanda Dimitriou.Yeah, I've fallen that deep for her. There wasn't a day I spent without watching her from afar until I could even recognize her from a hundred meters away. If she only knew what I've done—how many people's blood I've spilled just because of that about her .. would she have run away?Well, of course yes. Do i care? No. The thing Amanda should know is that she can't run away from me when I come to claim her later.I've already made a plan. Did something to her : got her wasted tonight, stole her, and then brought
It's all fun, and feels so fast.Feels hazy, and so satisfying until I wake up in the morning. Sitting myself on the bed of a two hundred thousand dollar hotel room, staring at the messy bed room. Someone messed up this room last night, and I know it was me. Well, I was drunk, which I never do anymore. I have a high tolerance for alcohol, and I never want to make myself vulnerable in a crowd. I would choose to get drunk in my own room, and then face a headache the next day.Exception for tonight. It's like I'm back in my early puberty : high on alcohol, and then finding a different woman every weekend sleeping in the same bed as me. Naked, of course. I've rarely done that, at least I've never done it in a high state and then forgot the safeguard I always use. I wouldn't take such a risk while I was having conscientious sex, and relief washed over me to see the ripped condom packaging on the floor.I believe my hangover came from exhaustion after having fun and exploring five countries
I realized that I was twenty-two years old, and I had graduated from a business school in New York.It's really an extraordinary thing, and on the other hand it's so annoying.I wanted to grow up, to be able to do something wild, to have more power for it, to be free and then to die with satisfaction. On the other hand I realized that I would never be free from anything. There is a great responsibility that is tightly tied around my neck, and there are many hopes that rest on my shoulders.My grandfather from my father side, and my grandfather from my mother side—they all expected me to become the successor to the business empire they had worked so hard to build themselves.I always thought that if I deserved it all, I had enough self-confidence to make it. More than that, I love them, cherish them. Well, even though I hate their children, I love the parents who gave birth to them. Those two middle-aged couples replaced the love that Bellva and I should have received from two selfish
I don't trust other people.They are fickle, prone to errors, and don't know what they are doing often.They are useless, tasteless, and should not pollute the air with their breath. The disdain I have for these people has been ingrained in me ever since I grew up from the small child phase and gradually discovered what the world is all about.I don't believe in the chance system either. People don't get two or three chances with me. One mistake and they're out.Forever.Anyone who crossed the line once would do it again if given the chance. It's the forbidden fruit, the gratification deferred, and the glorification sought. If they get one taste, they will be compelled to taste another.Then another. And one more.Until they are reduced to animals pursuing their basic needs.Giving them the chance to get close to the line, let alone cross it, is the personification of stupidity.My zero-tolerance policy might describe me as cold-blooded and heartless, but it was better than being labe
My blood rushed under my skin when I saw him.And those same green eyes as mine are adrift with me.His expression hardened, and he started walking towards me. I froze, not knowing what to do with his sudden presence."Are you all right, Amanda?"I shook my head.My heartbeat slowed down when my older brother had stopped right in front of me. That familiar musk scent came to my nose. His face hardened, and underneath it was the longing he had for me."Maven.""Amanda..." he said harshly. "You have no idea how much we flustered looking for you? How long we waited to meet you.""I'm fine." I said. I looked at Jade who was looking at us in confusion. "We'll talk for a bit. You don't need to worry, he's my brother."I know Jade already knows, but I just wanted to let her know that so there's no understanding at all. Jade nodded, and then left us.Maven catches the eye, and leads me to the other end of the room. Close to the exit."I'm fine. You don't need to worry, Maven." I gulped. "I'm
Husband and wife.I never thought that I would experience it so quickly. I didn't expect that my status had changed in two days. So short, and fast.A mother and a wife.My heart expands with happiness as I pull off this elaborate dress with Jade's help.He walked into the bedroom, and that was it.. it felt different and not different. He sat on the edge of the bed. He looked at me, with heat in his eyes, and a bright light in them. I drew closer to him. Stop, and stand between his legs. He hugged my waist, kissing my stomach that was under his shirt that I was wearing. I love wearing his t-shirt, I love his signature scent that never goes away, and it always makes me feel comfortable."I should take off your dress, Wife." he said.His other calls made me smile. Happiness exploded in my heart. "The dress is quite beautiful, and expensive. I will not let you mess it, husband."He looked up, his smile bright."Are you happy?" I stroked his face.He nodded. "Very happy."I sat astride hi