"I know. How can I possibly tell them the truth when they hate the idea of going back home and doing nothing?" I heard Maven's harsh sigh. "I don't want to scare them."I stopped behind the wall that led to the entrance to the large room forrelax while overlooking the view of New York."We can still look for alternatives, Dad. After all they already have a lot of people around them—keep them as far away as possible."I frowned when I realized he was talking to Dad. Curious about what their serious conversation was about, I drew closer. Stepping into a large closet to store various miniature objects from his favorite superhero."I was just waiting for the right time to tell them the truth. I didn't lie to them."I really don't understand what Maven and our dad are talking about."Shit, it's just going to get worse." Maven growled. "Let me do it. You don't have to worry about anything."Maven's voice was getting further and further away and I cursed inwardly because I couldn't hear th
It's already the third day I'm not working.Where Rhysand is still in Barcelona.And I've done everything I can to kill my boredom. I had to move to calm my restless mind and heart. Which only goes to that asshole. I chose not to fix my phone and chose to use my other phone instead. I don't want to talk with Rhysand, and if I fix my phone or put my sim card in my other phone, I can't resist the temptation to take his call.This was ridiculous, and I didn't know what to do when I met Rhysand a week later. But this is the first step, which I must do. Hopefully it doesn't fail.For today, instead of spending time making bread and cake that would end up in the cupboard without touching them at all, I chose to go to Big Man's company. Visited Gabriel, Annie and Shasha. We were already planning to have lunch at one of the VVIP restaurants on Fifth Avenue, and then I'd be walking to the art gallery with Bellva.That woman send me a DM through Instagram last night and asked me to spend a litt
"Wear a little bolder clothes." Gabriella said from behind me.I raise my eyebrows. "I think this is enough." I looked at my appearance: black t-shirt, denim jacket and jeans. I choose to curl my hair and then do nothing to my face. I also covered everything with a thick long coat because it was New York winter. I'm not in the mood for dressing up, and I've been in a really bad mood lately, so I just wear as is without having to bother like Gabriella.Gabriella was ready with a tight knee-length black dress and a long red coat covering her body. Her hair fell beautifully. "Who will approach you if you don't even do anything with your face?"I rolled my eyes. "I'm in a bad mood, Babe. I just want to get drunk without attracting anyone's attention."Gabriella looked at me strangely and disapproved but then didn't protest. We got out at nine o'clock in the evening in his car.The cold winter night wind slapped my face as I got out of the car, in front of a luxurious building that looked
It happened very fast.I stood up, Maxel had landed on the floor and Rhysand was on top of him, squeezing his friend's shirt collar. Suddenly my head went numb. Whatever was going on in this club was still spinning, but some people were already staring at us—at Rhysand and Maxel.Two well-built men immediately came. One of them looked at the few people who were watching us and then those people immediately averted their eyes. The two men tried to get closer to Rhysand but he said, "Don't interfere." He hissed briefly at the them, which made them back away."What the fuck, man?!" Maxel's scream was heard. "Let me go, damn it!""You touched her, damn it!""This has nothing to do with you—what the fuck!" Maxel groaned loudly as a fist from Rhysand landed on his face.I gaped. Didn't expect to see violence happening before my eyes. I moved backwards as Xavier came quickly and tried to pull Rhysand away from Maxel. "Shit, man. Do you know what you're doing?!" Xavier growled at him.Maxel i
A few hours later, a voice woke me from sleep.I'm by my side, with a long, warm body wrapped around me. One leg between my thigh, and my arm tangled. Even though I was still half asleep, every part of me immediately realized the unfamiliar sensation of being in someone's arms. The feeling of skin pressed against each other, short coarse hair against my skin, the biceps under my head, and the warm breath against my cheeks.All of this is amazing and new. Even with the sleeping cobwebs still clouding my mind, I knew this feeling wouldn't be easy to let go. The last thing I remember is lying against Rhysand's body, his fingers playing with my hair while I was on the verge of consciousness. He said something but I must have fallen asleep because I wasn't listening to anything.Rhysand moved behind me, lifting his head when the voice came. The sound of his phone ringing. Carefully, he slid his leg out from between my legs. He was silent for a moment, then I felt his fingertips on my arm.
"Can you stop moving?" Rhysand growls in my ear.I snorted softly, didn't answer him but moved my hands and feet again so he could let go of the hug that had been tightening on my body. Rhysand was beside me, lying on his side to hug me so tightly after we had sex for the last time. I really can't do anything to resist him. He didn't let me resist, and forced me to enjoy his every touch.Granted, without him forcing me, I would have enjoyed his touch, but I wouldn't admit it openly. And when it's over two hours later because of him being so greedy, I'm lying here with Rhysand hugging me—locking me up."I have to go home—Fuck you, Rhys!" I growled in annoyance as he squeezed one of my breasts.He chuckled softly in my ear. "Stay here. What are you going home for anyway?""There are more important things for me to take care of than being here with you." I suppressed my words."Soon, you'll be home. Can't you see it's snowing?"The big window in front of us did reveal a heavy snowfall. B
"Amanda." I walked over to the counter and took my coffee while thanking the waitress. The weather in New York was quite calm this morning, no more snow and no obstacles keeping people from going to work. I exited the little cafe after getting my coffee and I got into my car to continue my journey to Rhysand del Millero's home. Yeah, my fucking boss messaged me this morning to come over to his place. Not in his penthouse, but towards the mansion that looks like a castle. The one I went to when I was with Jordan because of their grandpa's party. The house bears witness to the monk's where I first learned that he was Jordan's cousin. I threw the thought out of my head, and focused on the road in front of me. The commute a bit away from my apartment and the slippery roads should keep me focused, well so does the Taylor Swift song playing on the online music player in my car. Fifteen minutes later I entered the beautiful BlueStone area with the remnants of the remaining snow in the bea
"What the hell?!" Rhysand's voice growled in anger. "Can't you come with a warning, you're bothering me."Rhysand's voice was really full of emotion and irritation. I couldn't help but look away after staring at the butler who was scared and blushing, and couldn't do anything but bang my forehead against the books due to the shame that overtook me."Sorry to bother you but your grandparents are already here, Mr." I closed my eyes when I heard her trembling voice. She must have been really scared."Tell them to wait a bit. I have to get ready." Rhysand replied. "Go.""Yes, Mr."I heard her footsteps walking away, and then I felt one of Rhysand's arms wrap around my shoulder. "She's already gone, Amanda." Rhysand whispered.I pulled my forehead against the books, and Rhysand immediately pressed his cheek against mine. "I don't want to meet them alone."“Of course, you can wait in my room. Princess."I moved my face a little to look at his face. "I can wait here.""The family from my gra
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