When I woke up at exactly eleven o'clock in the afternoon, I couldn't believe how good and sound I had slept. After the last few days of not being able to sleep without the help of sleeping pills, and the pressure I feel on my head, I'm quite surprised that just by the lewd things Rhysand did, he managed to get me back into a deep sleep. What he had taken. I glanced at my hand which felt light, and my IV was gone. Whether Rhysand's personal doctor will be here and examine me, I really don't know. I slept like a fainted man. And that embarrassed me. I sat myself up, staring at the New York daylight scene in front of my eyes for a moment. Feel that my head is light and my body is not shivering like yesterday. Then, I moved my feet to the side of the bed. I don't know what I'm going to do right now because it's eleven o'clock in the afternoon, and I can't possibly come to the office, right? Especially after what Rhysand asked: to be his assistant, and... I don't know what I was think
Rhysand did not return to the table to finish his lunch. He drifted off to nowhere while talking on the phone, and I ended up eating my own lunch. I took a breath, drank the mineral water all the way through, and then looked around this place. Luxurious and very classy place. For Rhysand del Millero is an easy thing to have. But I...I have to try harder to do it. Well, even though I was born into a conglomerate family, that doesn't mean I can ask my mom and dad whatever I want. Not that they are stingy. The reason was because I was already working, and I was sure I could raise my own money. Wouldn't it be even more fun to buy something that we dream of with our own hard work? I've always wanted to do that. Especially after seeing Bellva. The younger sister of that bastard is one of the female figures I admire right now. She can build her own business and her dream without anyone's help. Well, I hope my dream comes true. And that means I have to work hard. But I don't know if I
I immediately moved quickly when my first job at this company was finished.It was already six in the afternoon when I got out and got into the taxi I called. I breathed a sigh of relief as the feeling of freedom inside of me was felt. Like a prey free from a predator, that's how I feel.The notification sound rang again on my phone. And I growled when I saw the message from Jordan was there. This is not the first time, but several times in the past day. I chose not to reply or respond to his calls. It's not a revenge, but...Somehow I wasn't in the mood to talk to Jordan. I'm too lazy to listen to nonsense about what he's been doing for the past few days that he doesn't answer all my messages and calls.And just as I was about to answer the call, I realized I was with Rhysand. His cousin, and someone who did something to me.Realizing that, and how I felt about Rhysand, made me sick of myself and feel bad for Jordan.I took a shaky breath as I remembered that after tonight, tomorrow
I don't want to look at Jordan when I tell the truth. Saying a few things about what happened between me and his cousin. I dare not do that, I'm afraid.I was afraid of Jordan's anger, and I was afraid to see the condescending look he gave me. I had given up on what Jordan wanted about our relationship. But if I were him, then I'd break off the relationship, and then leave without ever wanting to see myself again.The empty silence that had lasted for a few seconds was terrifying to me. I took a breath, and let it out with all my might in my tight chest. "I'm not asking you to forgive me, Jordan. I'll accept it if you want to end our relationship.""Motherfucker."I turned around in surprise at his cursing, and now what I saw in my eyes was his stiffened and hardened face. The anger can be seen clearly. I didn't know what else to say, so I took a breath and started talking again. "I'll give you time to think about it."Jordan turned his face away from me again.After steadying myself,
I was in the living room on the second floor. Sitting on the sofa while holding my hand anxiously.What's wrong with today? Why do I find so many bad luck?I press my head with my hands, and close my eyes so the image of Rhysand's bruised face fills my head.I've been here thirty minutes, waiting for them. Somehow I waited for one of them to meet me, I don't know. But at least I wanted to ask one of them the reason they were fighting.Is it because of me?Or something else?Or because of another woman?I sighed as the throbbing in my head that seemed like yesterday came back. I was about to lie down on this couch, but I heard footsteps. And I opened my eyes.I stood up when I found Jordan. He looked disorganized, there were bloodstains on his white t-shirt and his face was bruised. But the look in his eyes that landed on me was gentle and caring, just like the Jordan I'd seen."Jordan." I called him. I desperately held back the tears that threatened to come out. "Are you okay?" I drew
From : AL.She's fine though she's still unconscious. Doctor said that Renne had been poisoned due to the expired milk she consumed.I took a deep breath as I read the message Rafaella sent about Renne's condition. Poisoned? It made no sense to me since Renne was the most conscientious person I've ever known. She always checked the groceries for us regularly when she was our nanny. She's also very careful when it comes to food. There was no way Renne would be so reckless that she could drink expired milk. And-"Amanda, come here."I gasped. Almost dropped my phone. Taking a deep breath, I turned from my position standing in front of the glass walls of Rhysand del Millero's spacious room. Ignoring my beating heart in my chest. I stepped towards him, doing as he wished. He was already wearing a white shirt that was tucked into the pants of his work suit. The three buttons of his shirt were still open, and I was half afraid of what orders he was going to throw at me."Help me get dressed
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
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