MIRAI will not read it. I will not open it. I won’t even look at it.I chant those words as a mantra as I retrieve the envelope with trembling fingers and shove it into my bag. Just as I’m about to pull open the door, it bursts open, sending me stumbling backwards on a scared shriek.Relief floods my bloodstream when I finally see Darth’s…nervous looking face.My brows furrow.“Darth?”His gaze snaps to mine.“Are you ready to go, miss?”“Well, yes. I told you to wait downstairs. I was coming down.”Instead of replying me immediately, Darth looks past me, scanning the interior of Vanessa’s town house with suspicious eyes.“Darth? Anything the matter?”He shakes his head and steps back. “No, miss. I’ll be waiting downstairs.”Then he turns abruptly and walks away.Okay. Something is definitely wrong somewhere.I juggle my overnight bag with one hand while I shoot a quick text to Vanessa with the other.“Don’t forget our stake out tomorrow. Got another envelope from The Enchanter toda
MIRAAs if realizing that he’s spilled too much, Mason steps back, those horrible shutters coming over his eyes. I, on the other hand, am pretty sure he was about to say something.“How did you hurt me?” I prod, coming closer to him. “What did you mean?”“Stay away from me, Mira.” He growls, backing away like a cornered cat.Suddenly, all of The Enchanter’s messages begin to haunt me. They all point to Mason hurting me or being a horrible choice for me. I need to get to the bottom of this.“Mason, talk to me. Please talk to me. What did you mean?”“Just leave it be for God’ssakes.” His eyes are shifty as they dart around the room. Despite the air conditioner, sweat is pouring from his big body in buckets.The fact that he’s lying makes me even angrier.Don’t give him a choice. Don’t give him a fucking choice.“You have five seconds to bloody talk, Mason…or I walk.”His gaze snaps to mine, his eyes slightly wide with alarm.“You don’t mean that.”I fold my arms, nearly choking with emo
MIRAIt finally dawns on me that this is a ploy to get me to forget the reason I wanted to leave in the first place. The smug bastard wants to try and distract me with sex. That thought alone sends a douse of cold water all over my desire.I renew my struggles, desperate to get very far away from him.“Let go, Mason. Let go!”Probably sensing that I’m serious, he leans back, looking down at me with a frown. He doesn’t go far though. His body still firmly traps mine against the door.“Do you still think I’m a whore?” I blurt suddenly, regretting my choice of words the moment I see his eyes tighten with rage.“Take that back.” He growls.My eyes snap to him.“Excuse me?” “You heard me, princess. Take that back. Now.”I feel my lips moving to obey him immediately and that only annoys me, so I clamp them shut and stare him down instead.His eyes darken with an emotion that skips my understanding.“You do not want to play these games with me.”When I still give him a defiant stare, sayi
MIRAI was right.It’s been three days and Halloway has not gone to the park even once. Yes, I still follow her everyday. She ends up going to that same rundown neighbourhood and walks into the same warehouse every single day.At this point, It’s safe to say I’m obsessed. There are times when Vanessa is not able to make it… so I go on my own.I do not care if I’m attacked by one of those scary looking men or not. Okay, maybe I do care. It’s just that I’m not paying attention half of the time.The plan is to follow her and see what she really does in that warehouse and today’s the day.“You ready?” I ask Vanessa as Halloway pulls away from Mason’s office complex and I follow suit.“As ready as I’ll ever be.” She replies, excitement written all over her features. “Let’s bust this bitch.”We follow closely, Vanessa singing along pretty loudly to Sia’s “Bird Set Free.” I, on the other hand, feel way too tense to sing.She finally turns into the street and stops at the same spot she usua
MIRAI tap Vanessa aggressively, my lips bluntly refusing to form words.“What?” She whispers. “What do you see?”Eyes still wide, I point at Halloway seated beside the bizarre queen.Vanessa follows my outstretched and her muffled gasp indicates she’s also seen Halloway.“What the hell do is she doing in a place like this?” Vanessa whispers.I finally find my tongue.“Is this some kind of BDSM gay club? Is Halloway into the kinky stuff?”Before me, Vanessa shrugs.“I’ve got no idea. Let’s just watch and see.” And we do. Following the Queen’s command, the hefty men lead the lone, not-so-hefty man in the middle to a table and bend him over. The man just follows, probably used to this kind of treatment or already on the brink of giving up.My chest tightens with horror.“Ohmygod. Are they doing what I think they’re about to…”“Shh. It’s just about to get interesting.” Vanessa chirps.Two of the hefty men position themselves at both ends of the man in the middle, one at his rear and one
MIRA“Do you think we’re joking right now? We really have pictures and videos of you going into that warehouse. This is no joke.”Something odd flashes in Halloway’s eyes but she just shrugs, her aura oozing an annoyingly calm confidence.“In the end, it will be your word against mine, and who do you think Mason will believe? You probably think he’s forgiven you after that video of you and Axel Roman but you couldn’t be more wrong. Mason will never forgive you for trying to sabotage his business. Why do you think he went to Spain?”My breath catches in my throat.“Wh-what do you mean?”Halloway lifts one perfectly arched brow.“Axel just happens to be in Spain right now. Why don’t you put the pieces together, sweetheart?”My eyes narrow in confusion. Then it hits me and I scramble to my feet, knocking back my chair in the process.“Oh my God.” My eyes meet Vanessa’s wide ones. “He’s going to kill him. Mason is going to kill Axel.”Vanessa shoots to her feet and grabs my arm.“Hey, he
VANESSAHonestly, I’m tired.I’m tired of watching my best friend get hurt over and over again. I’m tired of watching that witch, Halloway, continue to play the upper hand.I’m tired of things always working against us.I’m tired of just sitting back and not doing anything. So I’m taking matters into my own hands today. Mason has been coming to my home every single day, begging for even the slightest chance to see Mira and I have refused. Vehemently.He will not see her, he will not talk to her, he won’t even breathe the same air she breathes until Halloway is exposed once and for all.Today is when it all ends.“Hey, Bebita?” I poke my head into Mira’s room where she’s been holed up since the little showdown in my sitting room three days ago.“Yeah?” She answers, not bothering to look up.“I have a shoot downtown and I’m leaving right now. Will you be okay until I return?”“Yeah.” She mumbles. “Where’s my sister?”“Um… she’s gone to the park with a friend but she’ll be back soon.”
MIRAAnna finally manages to drag me out of the house after hours of just staying under my covers and dreaming of a man who might just never be mine. Close to thirty minutes of indecision later, we finally agree on the pool owned by Vanessa’s estate. We skinny dip all day and just make plain, mindless conversation.But when she continues to look all bothered, I know something’s definitely up with her.“Okay. Out with it. What’s wrong?”Her beautiful baby blues meet mine.“Um…nothing. Nothing’s wrong. Everything okay.” She hits me with a plastic smile which nearly blinds me.Nope. Not fooled.I heave myself out of the pool and plop down beside her, draping my arm around her skinny shoulders.“Hey, have you been eating properly?” I ask, inwardly cursing myself for being too immersed in my personal problems and failing to notice my sister’s declining weight.“Yup. I’ve been eating. I told you I was accepted as a runway model for the upcoming Dior fashion show.”Yes, I remember that day.
SNEAK PEAK OF MY UPCOMING DARK ROMANCE NOVELTITLE: AUCTIONED TO THE RUTHLESS, ITALIAN DAREDEVIL.***He is Edoardo Vicenzo, son of Dante Vicenzo.They called him the most dangerous man in Italy, the boss of all bosses, the leader and owner of men.He had everything he could ever want… money, cars, women. Everything. While I, on the other hand, had absolutely nothing to my name.All I had was my pride. And my beloved sister.When my sister came home from school one day, crying that she was almost raped by one of his men, I lost it. I ran crazy. I became unhinged.My father warned us to keep quiet about it because he was obviously benefiting from the evil reign of Edoardo’s father in the city, but my name is Annachiara Giovanni, and I’ve never been known to keep silent.My blood boiling with rage, I went to fight for my sister that night and ended up nearly being forced into a sex battle. One thing I did not realise was that my sister wasn’t just assaulted by one of Edoardo’s men… she
THREE YEARS LATER... MIRA “Hello, beautiful.” I look up from the cake batter before me and my heart literally sings with joy as I watch my husband come in through the back door of our Victorian home. His handsome face breaks into a full blown smile and those smoky gray orbs shine as bright as the midday sun. I drop the whisk in my hand into the bowl and open my arms wide, beckoning at him with a grin of my own. Without hesitation, Mason covers the distance between us and wraps his strong arms around my waist. He lifts me off the floor and twirls in a half circle, eliciting giggles of delight from my throat. He finally puts me down and buries his face in my neck. “Mmm, you smell delicious. Did you miss me?” I whisper against his chest. “Yes, baby. I missed you so, so much.” My heart warms at those words, but I can’t help but tease him. “You saw me just twenty minutes ago.” He holds me tighter and breathes in the scent of my hair. “It doesn’t matter. The last twenty minut
MIRAI nearly sag from the force of relief that spirals through my veins.My lips stretch in a smile and before long, my pregnancy hormones kick into action and I’m crying all over the place. “Mira!” I hear my sister scream behind me. “He’s awake! Mason has finally woken up!”She wraps her arms around me from behind and I lean into her and shut my eyes, soaking in her love and relief as I sob against her chest.Before long, Vanessa also wraps her arms around us and we stay like that for a long, long time. Anna pats my hair and whispers.“I knew he’d wake up. I just knew it.”I lift my head slowly and stare at her through my tears.“How did you know?”She shrugs.“After he rescued Dutch and I from Halloway and her evil sister, he promised that he’ll always protect us. Mason always keeps his promises.”My tears fall faster and I cup her cheek, trying to smile.“He does, doesn’t he?”“Come on, pregnant lady. You need to sit down.” Vanessa chirps in.With Anna and Vanessa on both my side
LILYTHREE WEEKS LATER…“So, Mrs. Lachlan, what do you plan on doing with your husband’s ashes? Have you thought about that yet?”I sit before the therapist, totally swathed in a feeling of numbness. I’ve felt numb for the past three weeks. The only emotion that has kept me company during this dark time is pain… venomous, excruciating pain. “I don’t know yet.” I whisper, patting my swollen tummy absentmindedly.I don’t want to be here but Vanessa and Damon forced me to come after my third failed suicide attempt. They don’t understand. How can they? How can they understand that I might’ve lost my reason to wake up every morning? How can they understand that Mason is gone and I cannot live without him?How will they understand that I do not believe I have the strength to raise these children on my own?How will they understand that when the doctors pronounced him dead, I wanted to die, too?The therapist, a petite Korean lady, clears her throat and shifts closer.“Mrs. Lachlan, don’t
MASONWhile I’m still trying to deal with my shock, Scuderi’s hold on my neck tightens, blocking out any form of air from passing through my windpipe. My vision becomes increasingly blurry and my head starts to spin.“Get a hold of yourself!” My subconscious screams when I’m on the verge of passing out.At the last minute, I decide that I’m not gonna die like this. I promised Mira that I’ll come home. And I always keep my promises.Just when my uncle thinks he’s winning, I muster the last dregs of my energy and shoot up my free arm, striking him square on the jaw and dislodging him from my body immediately.“Fuck!” He snarls, falling to the side with a pained grunt. A greater part of me just wants to lie there and catch my breath, but deep down, I know that if I waste even a second here, I might not make it out alive.I quickly jump to my feet and pick up the nearest object I can use as a weapon — a baseball bat. When I turn to my uncle, he’s trying to crawl away like the coward he
MIRAThe moment I open my eyes in the morning, I know something has gone horribly wrong. I feel Mason’s side of the bed and it’s cold. Very, very cold. Dread crawls up my spine as I hurriedly sit up, trying to understand what the hell is going on.“Mason?” I call, pulling the covers aside and getting to my feet. “Mason, where are you? Are you in the bathroom?” Silence greets me. Stone cold silence.I pad barefoot to the bathroom, my stomach tightening with fear as I go. Ten minutes later, I’ve searched the entire room and even the closet, but he’s still nowhere to be seen. Now, I really begin to panic.I pull the door open with the intention of searching the rest of the house for him and standing just outside with two papers in her hand and tears streaming down her cheeks is Vanessa.I freeze, horrific images already swirling through my tired brain.“Nessa, what happened? Why are you crying? What are these papers?”She walks past me and climbs onto the bed, her shoulders tremblin
MIRAMy cheeks redden in embarrassment as I quickly look down at my bare feet. I raise my head slowly, already dreading the anger I’ll see in Mason’s eyes.However, when our gazes meet, all I see is worry and concern. He cups my heated cheeks with his palm and murmurs;“What happened, baby? Did you need something?”I’m about to reply when someone slams the table behind us and sneers.“What is this, Mason? Can’t your wife see that we’re in a meeting? How dare she interrupt us? And you’re just going to stand there and do absolutely nothing about it?”I whirl in the direction of the voice to find a stout, middle aged man glaring at us with fire in his eyes. Mason stiffens against me moments before he growls.“What did you just say to me?”The man tries to repeat himself but Damon places a hand on his arm and tries to force him back into his seat.“You do not want to get on his bad side, my friend. Especially when it comes to his wife.”The man looks from Damon to Mason and finally lowe
MIRAWe’ve been back in New York for a week now and Mason seems to grow more overprotective with every passing second. He doesn’t let me do anything… and I mean, anything at all. Sometimes, it’s a real struggle to convince him that I can brush my teeth on my own. Sheesh.I swear, if I didn’t love him too much, I’d have dumped his overbearing arse down the Himalayas mountain by now. Today is one of those days I dread very, very much. It’s one of those days when I have to convince Mason to let me step a foot outside.“But please, oh please…” I beg. “I promise we’re just going skinny dipping in the pool. We’ll be back before you know it.”“Absolutely not.” He says firmly as he knots his immaculate blue tie.I huff and flop on the bed.“Be careful.” He calls from his position in front of the mirror.I finally snap. “What?!”He turns to me, looking gorgeous and edible as ever.“Don’t hit yourself on the bed too hard. Lie down softly.”A incredulous laugh escapes me.“I shouldn’t hit mys
MIRAMason and I hurry through our bathroom niceties and five minutes later, we’re walking into the living room.“Wait for me here.” He says, motioning at a sofa. “I’ll handle them.”“No.” I retort as gently as I can. “I’m coming with you.”He lifts a brow.“There might be a possible threat out there, baby girl. Sit still while I handle it.”In response, I walk past him and gesture at the door.“Isn’t it great that I have you here in case of such threats?” I argue coyly. “Besides, haven’t you been taught never to argue with a pregnant woman?”His face is hard and unyielding for a second and I fear that he might force me to remain inside. To my surprise, his lips tilt in one of those sexy half smiles and he covers the distance between us with two long strides. Mason leans forward and places a soft kiss on my forehead.“I didn’t know stubbornness came with pregnancy as well. Fine, you can come. But you’ll stay behind me at all times. Understood?”I nod eagerly. I even salute and everyt