That doesn't make any sense.I narrowed my eyes at the chuckling Ronald."Bullshit.""Trust me, Amanda."It was complete bullshit because, if only what he said was true it would mean Jordan already knew what had happened to me and his cousin from Rhysand himself. And as I recall, during the time we met, which I realized was very rare, he never mentioned my closeness with Rhysand. Of course Ronald was wrong. Their frequent fights lately aren't just because of me. Rhysand already said it. There are other problems between them which are more important than me."Get out,Ron." I snorted harshly."I came here to invite you to lunch with me in the cafeteria."I rolled my eyes, "You've pissed me off so I reject it."Ronald laughed innocently."I already have an appointment anyway." I continued, and this time he was completely silent and then sighed."All right, then." He then stood up after waving cheerfully, which I ignored.I'm not lying. I already have an appointment to have lunch with Gab
I looked at Jordan who was standing stiffly with a scarred face showing a hardened expression in the elevator doorway."Amanda..."I shook my head, hoping that was enough for Jordan to understand. Words seemed to come out of my brain so I didn't know what to say to him. Jordan is my boyfriend, and I appreciate it. But he has often left me with nothing. He's been missing too many times and it makes me wonder what happened. It hurt me a bit, and I don't intend to retaliate.For God's sake, I never intended to repay him.I just wanted to be honest with him about what happened between me and Rhysand because he's my boyfriend. I tried to appreciate the commitment he made to our relationship. I never wanted to hurt him even though the reality was painful for me and for him. I never wanted to repay him by doing something like this to him.Rhysand turned at Jordan. "What are you doing here?""You already know, right?" Jordan replied quickly. Violence and anger tucked behind his voice. "That's
The thing is, it's been three days.... Rhysand hasn't spoken to me at all.I don't know what happened after he last picked me up three days ago, he was silent. He even told me not to come to his penthouse to get everything ready in the morning. Of course he didn't say it directly to me, but through Ron.Yeah, well, it didn't bother me before.But right now it's affecting me. A little. About his emotional changes that are so fast. Did I make a mistake? Have I offended him?He also had not come to the office for two days. And I guess I was too confident to think that all the changes were because of me. He probably has a lot going on, and I'm not important enough to influence anything in him.Put yourself together, dammit. My mind screamed.Sighing in annoyance, I chose to block out my curiosity and annoyance because of him. I drown myself in this fucking job, and then go home early.There was a knock on the door a few minutes later. "Come in."The door opened, and revealed a man in a gr
Claudia reached into her bag, and threw a few photos in front of me. He smiled at me sarcastically. "What you imagine about Jordan is very very wrong."I looked at the photo...Their intimate photos made me curse Jordan in my heart. Damn, we've never even been this intimate."Okay then, I'm leaving. Think carefully, Amanda." She left me.I stared blankly at the chair that Claudia sat in earlier. My chest seemed to be tied to something so that I felt an immeasurable tightness."You're happy, and I'm happy to see you happy.""I love you, Amanda.""I love you. Trust me everything will be fine. We will be fine."I opened my lips as all the romantic words Jordan gave me rushed into my head. Realizing that everything he said was a lie made the tightness in my chest widen and anger just burst out. I don't know what to do when all the memories, his words, his promises that touched my heart turned out to be a lie. And I didn't know what to do when I faced the Jordan Millero I knew and thought w
The weight of his hand in mine made me tilt my head at the comfort. How it felt right, yet wrong. And how it presses something in my stomach. Makes me feel a strange sensation in my body. Thinking of all the strange things that always stay in my mind. That hand..I can't think about it. That's inappropriate.Jordan has betrayed me, not that I should throw myself at another man. What do I do it for anyway? Despite all the things inside of me screaming for Rhysand. That still can't happen. So I let go of my hand from his hand as we stopped at one of the balconies in the building's vast hall.He looks at me, and I fold my arms across my chest. Withstanding the cold wind, the remnants of the snowfall that had just stopped a few hours ago. Rhysand turned to me, frowning.I sighed softly, as I spoke, "What do you want to say?""You know, exactly, what I want to talk about."I turned my gaze to the garden below which was dotted with heavy snow. The buttery rays of the garden lights made it s
After tidying up my messy clothes, and controlling myself, I walked back towards the party hall. I steeled my steps past the people who somehow still managed to stand and talk to each other. My eyes accidentally saw Rhysand talking while embracing the waist of a woman in a tight green dress.I snorted harshly at the sight. Realizing how he was so relaxed and embracing the sexy woman beside him after he kissed me... made the tightness in my chest hurt more than ever. But I try to ignored that and pretend like it was nothing at all, so I stepped back towards where I was sitting, and found Rafaella and my parents standing greeting a middle-aged couple and a familiar young man. Rafaella who saw me first as I stepped closer called me out, "Come here, Dee." They looked at me, and I smiled when I saw who the man was standing between them. "Hello, Amanda." Greet Serena de Sanctis, wife of Darius de Sanctis, a man about my father's age who stands beside her. "Long time no see, auntie." She
I returned on Sunday morning with Rafaella, who wanted to spend her time in New York until Monday, by plane. Actually, once in a while I want to feel the six hour drive by car but because of the snowstorm that hit several points of the state border road, then I don't think this is the right time.I knew that there was another motive behind Rafaella following me. Whatever it was I just hoped it wasn't about me and Jordan. Realizing that she totally didn't accept what Jordan had done to me made me a little scared that Rafaella would do something reckless to Jordan.Even though I knew Jordan was having an affair behind my back, I couldn't help but be aware of myself. With what I did behind his back as well with Rhysnad. I did not justify what he did to me and did not justify what I did to him, so I think about it last night I chose to finish everything by talking to Jordan and ending our relationship on good terms.There will be no more chance. Nothing else will be saved.I sighed hopefu
My arms around his neck tightened, feeling a strange sensation inside of me. A beautiful and delicious sensation that almost brought me to the brink. I was about to fall and I didn't know if Rhysand would reach me or not.The kiss was slow, long and I found that I was so immersed in it that I only realized that he was sitting on my chair and I was on his lap. There's no mistaking this seductive, sensual kiss that promises sexual satisfaction. The part of my core that was covered by the pants was pressing against the hardened part of him."Dinner?" he breathes.I shook my head, "I have to meet Jordan." I had started to leave from his lap but he the strength of his two arms around my waist made it impossible for me to do it. I sighed harshly. "Rhys."His expression became stern, as if he didn't like my words. "We'll do it after you meet him.""No." I spat. I moved to get out of his arms. Even though this kiss really drowned me in passion and promised an outlet that I really wanted and I
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