Minerva’s POV“Don’t follow him.” I was about to glare at Mr. Damon. But his weak smile made me give him a sheepish grin instead. Why did Darwin storm out? Did he see us? Did he heard Lushan’s—no, it can’t be. But if he really did…I must act quickly and follow him wherever the hell he went. “Where did Darwin go?” Mr. Damon sighed in dismay. “Judging by the look on his face, he always lets his disappointment sink in in our country house until it vanishes. It’s a seaside abode. I trust that the sea breeze will make your fiancé calm and serene.” Though I was convinced of father’s assuring words, my hands are still shaking, my feet are still trembling as if it’s gonna sprint away and follow Darwin wherever this country house that Damon said. “Do not follow him, Minerva,” his voice is much firmer than before. “I don’t want to lose another Gray family again.” Damon’s eyes slid to my belly and I put my hand atop of it. C
Damon’s POVMy stem has finally been hydrated with Cyrene’s waters. It feels so good. But as soon as I saw my son just a few steps away from me—from us—goodness vanished from me like a popping of bubbles in thin air. I watch Cyrene just casually leaving us, surely leaving us to have this anticipated father-to-son talk. Honestly, I do not judge Darwin with his emotions. But with Minerva’s condition…I will definitely step up, even if it means hurting Darwin’s ego. “You’re finished.” I nodded, smiled even. “We already are.” He laughed, like the voice of thunder before lightning. “If Minerva sent you here to persuade me—” “My fat, chunky ass sent myself here, Darwin.” I was sarcastic; it’s my way of keeping my punches within myself. Seriously, if ever I’ll have a change of career, I’ll probably give boxing a try. He was walking, eyes casually and assertively keeping his gaze away from me. I grinned—like a
Minerva’s POV “How can she be so sure that Darwin’s the father?” That is one of the reasons why Mariella is my bestfriend. She agrees to almost anything I say; anything I express. “I don’t know…” I said. “One minute, she was just climbing down from the stairs. Then in a blink of an eye, she’s already on his lips along with the words ‘I’m pregnant, Darwin, and you’re the father’.” Mariella laughed at my way of copying Gyzell’s annoying high-pitched voice. “That’s also the reason I immediately walked out like what he did to me when he saw me and Lushan talking, and quickly grabbed a cab on my way here.” “I never knew you were an impersonator,” she said, wiping the froth from the coffee on her lips. I sighed in dismay. Perhaps I was just meant to be a payment. Perhaps if I just agree that I’ll serve him in just a hundred days or so, I’ll now be freed of our debts—from Derrick’s debts. “You know, Mariella…” She looke
Mariella’s POV“You look as if you’re utterly serious!” Minerva laughed at my tone of voice. My eyes are on the verge of pouring like rain. “I’m not joking,” she halted her cup of coffee just a few inches from her lips. “I am serious, Minerva.” “Mariella…” Dear Heavens, I always adore how the smoothness of my name casually comes out from her lips. “It’s impossible that I cannot meet Darwin. He was named by Derrick as my guardian.” I gave her an awkward and breathy laugh, one that made her pursed her lips. “Are you okay?” she asked. I looked up to her, narrowing my eyes. “Do you have a heart, Minerva?” “Of course I do.” She took a small bite from that oatmeal cookie that comes with the coffee, “Let’s change the topic. I bet the story of my life bores you.” “No.” I leaned closer. “It was Darwin who bored me.” “Because he’s not that sexy for you?” I shook my head. “Nope...” I then lifted my g
Darwin’s POV“Minerva is sleeping soundly in my car after our two rounds. Too bad we can’t get beyond that. See for yourself.” The God of Anger seemed to possess me with every word that the bastard sent to me, especially when Kevin read it in a deep voice that seemed to resemble the voice of Gyzell’s brother. “Seriously, dude. It looks like she’s just casually sleeping in his car,” said Kevin. “So you’re now against your bestfriend, huh?” I challenged. Kevin snorted, as if this was all just a joke. “I’m serious, Kevin.” “Yeah, yeah. Of course you are. That’s your new name.” I stood and he immediately backed away. “Calm down, Darwin!” I sat back on the chair again, muttering an apology in front of the bartender. The bar has so many customers right now, and my head aches even more. “Okay, let me explain to you bro…” He pointed at my phone, to where the picture of her was indeed sleeping. “If he and Miner
Gyzell’s POVMy body is scarred, filled with bruises that no one can see. I can only feel it—the pain, his betrayal, the smell of breath due to alcohol, and my naked body. Though my bruises aren’t black and blue, the remnants, the pain, of it still lingers in my petite body. I didn’t realize that I was drunk, that I was already feasted by a man. That I have unknowingly given him consent. I didn’t say I’m mad at Kevin. I wasn’t just prepared for someone whom I trust so much to take advantage of an intoxicated woman like me. He was in tears in front of me. I don’t know why he was crying as he put my clothes on my body first, before grabbing his, with tears still in his face. Kevin was handsome. He looks like a playboy but he acts like a gentleman. I’m afraid to say he’s kind but I’ve got to say it: Kevin’s kind. Especially when he slid my underwear with his own hands; he was the one who put on the clothes that I was supposed to
Darwin’s POV“Wow…” Kevin only chuckled softly. While me…I was mind-blown what happened to the two. To them. Love indeed moves in a mysterious way—and in the most unexpected times. Gyzell might be a bitch. But even a snake has a beating heart, every creature has one to be frank. I immediately halted when my phone lit up, and I looked at who the caller was. Speaking of the devil, it was Gyzell. “Hello?” I answered, because I have no choice but to answer especially when Kevin is staring at me as if to say ‘answer it, bro’. “Darwin…” Her voice seems to be deeper, peculiar than usual. Like the voice of someone who just recently cried. “Where’s Kevin?” “Where’s Ke-Oh…” For heaven’s sake, this was Kevin’s phone. That’s why he looks at me as if he’s going to devour me for answering his call. Not what I thought. “Here.” I spoke in a voiceless manner and he immediately grabbed the p
Kevin’s POVThe weather is cloudy outside. But for me, it’s like the sun has never left my soul. There she is, sitting on the very corner of this fine dining restaurant, wearing beauty as always. She’s wearing a ruby blouse with a garnet brooch and blue fitting jeans. Her belt glints like diamond as the light of the chandelier cast upon it. But Gyzell herself is more than any jewel. She’s a diamond in the rough. I inhaled and exhaled, then proceeded to walk towards her. A waiter bowed before me and I requested a bottle of champagne for two on table fourteen. He said the young lady had already ordered a bottle of rose wine, along with two wine glasses. Rose wine…. I thought. She is now the one who proclaimed this meeting as a date. A freaking, sweet-with-classical-music date. I was wearing a simple plain white polo shirt. It looks sexy, at least according to my mother. I lied to her that I am finally dating someon