Darcy“Do you want to dance?” I casually suggested it to Rhys. It had been from one event to another and all through each one of them, Rhys had withdrawn at least seven times away from me. As it turned out he was avoiding me in particular. It wasn't that I disliked him, but it did make me feel like the world's biggest idiot and most unattractive person alive because Rhys was so damn attractive, okay that was not the point. He was just distant and different today. Like he always seemed to be whenever he wanted to escape the spotlight I suppose. “Okay” I didn't expect him to agree and I was shocked. Nevertheless, he took my hand and we moved off to the floor with the music. His hands found their way to my waist and I gasped at the sudden contact. I could feel my body heating up as his palms settled against my bare skin, the dress was backless and for some reason, I started to worry if maybe the whole thing would turn out awkward.I glanced at Rhys and he gave me a small smile, “Relax
Rhys“You have five minutes” I wasn't bluffing when I said this, I needed to understand why she was truly here. This could not all be a coincidence, I knew better than to think that. This could be some sort of trap and I wasn't going to fall for it.“Rhys…” She began stepping closer to me and I moved back.“Tell me why you are here” I repeated my request “And for the love of God don't try to touch me or lie” I added a last part for good measure. “I am here because I want you back, I want to be better for you, for us ” She replied.I stared at her with disbelief etched in my features but she had an unbreakable determination that she was not going to budge from her stance. “We could do this now if it weren't so inconvenient…” She continued “I am prepared to wait if you aren't ready” I looked at her to be sure this was not some sort of silly joke.“You cheated on me Blair, with my best friend of all men. I did everything for you, every fucking thing you asked...and then I find out you
DarcyAs I ran out of there, Cory was by the door and I didn't see her until I nearly bumped into her. "Watch it!” She barked. She looked like she was about to say something else but thought better of it. The other people around us were already giving me strange looks. I turned away from her with my head down trying not to seem suspicious. “Where are you going?” she asked. But I ignored her question and kept running. I needed to get out of here, away from Rhys.“Tessa” He was right behind me. How did he manage to catch up easily? “Tessa hold on, please” he tried reaching for me but I pushed his hand away as fast as I could. My body hurt all over, I was so exhausted. I wanted to go home and get some rest. It would be so much easier if everyone in this damn place didn’t look at me like I might murder them any minute. “Just take me home” I pleaded looking back over my shoulder at him. His expression softened a bit. His eyes seemed to glow a brighter blue. I saw what looked like an a
DarcyI avoided Rhys, throughout the next three days that followed. But today, I was so bored in my room that I decided to give myself a tour through the old storeroom that was bThe alarm in my head blared telling me that I wasn't supposed to be there but I ignored it. If it was supposed to be out of reach there should have been a sign on the door or a padlock.Opening it, the smell of dust filled my nose and a shiver went down my spine as I closed the heavy wooden door behind me. My breath hitched as I pulled the flashlight from my pocket, cobwebs dangled perfectly from each side of the walls like actual wall decoration, everything looked creepy and ancient, the floor covered in a thick layer of dust, it seemed like it had been abandoned for a while. On one side of the room were old paints, old flower vases, some empty jars, some still full, a few were stacked next to the door but they were dusty enough for most plants to grow in them, even though there was no sunlight inside. On th
RhysDamn, Tessa and her stupid curiosity! Damn those stupid portraits and damn everybody including me. With the rage roaring inside of me, I grabbed those portraits, I shouldn't have kept them in the first place, and with a match stick I found on the table, I lit it and watched it burn. I took a deep breath to calm myself down but that didn't help. I had expected some form of satisfaction from my actions, but instead, I was more upset than anything else. I don't know why I was angry, I don't know if I was truly angry at Tessa for snooping around or if I was just mad at her for finding out who I used to be. I couldn't tell why I kept those, all I know is I took them off the wall after Tessa left and abandoned them here.I wasn't going to think about it.The drive to the west side of the city for the meeting with Kallen, another potential partner didn't help keep my mind at bay, the crappy song from the car stereo and Alfred, my assistant singing along seemed to make me more irritated
Darcy Something was different with Rhys. He stared at me all through and didn't look away even when I caught him. I didn't know how that made me feel. First, he had called me beautiful when he was supposed to be pissed at me. It didn't make sense as I could still remember the rage in his eyes. I had never seen him that pissed and it was like seeing a different him. Now here he sat in front of me, being all different and I could only wonder if he was truly bipolar or if it was something else.“Your eyes are sparkling,” Rhys suddenly said, breaking whatever spell he had cast on me.I stared at him blankly, blinking away the daze I'd been in.“You've got stars in your eyes” he commented, “Do you even know you're doing that?” He sounded amused now and for some reason, the sight of it caused butterflies to flit through my belly. This was so strange, I could feel myself blushing but I tried hard to ignore it.“No, I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm doing” I replied, trying to sound nonchalan
RhysI resumed kissing her, I could taste myself on her lips and she kissed me back eagerly. None of my brain cells were working, she tasted intoxicating and I needed to drown myself In her honey pot.I allowed my mouth to wander, leaving fresh trails of hickeys on her. I loved the feeling of skin against skin, I let our tongues dance together once more, and I let her taste my essence all over her throat, in between her breasts, between her thighs...everywhere it felt good, she responded with moans, moans I wanted to listen to over and over again. She moaned louder when I pulled away to look down at her and her breathing became unsteady and ragged. She looked beautiful at that moment, so fucking beautiful. ‘Do you know how many times I have dreamt of you like this?’ I said softly. I couldn't stop staring at her, looking into her eyes and memorizing every feature, every detail. She blushed as always. I felt her tiny hands around my cock, stroking my length slowly, making me shiver in
Darcy I was sure I was going to pass out from overstimulation if he fucked me more, yet I wanted all of it, my body and soul had never experienced anything like this, it came alive under his touch the way nothing ever could, and I wanted everything that man had to give me, even if it meant losing myself in a haze. It was exhilarating and terrifying, and incredible. And I thought I had known pain before. When Rhys pulled out of me, I was a sobbing mess, my knees felt weak from exhaustion, and my pussy felt wetter than it had ever felt but it was sore. Rhys had fucked me so hard that I lost count of how many times I came. The only thing that kept me awake now was the echoes of his voice, as he caressed my breasts while kissing my tears away, it turned me on greatly, sending more wetness to my still-wet pussy but I knew better not to ask for more.His hands found their way to my hair, it made me sleepy.“Tired?” he asked.I nodded, feeling too weak to talk.“Want to have a bath first?”
Darcy“Did you find anyone?” It was Vincent’s voice and I remained put.“Not yet”Cory replied.“Let’s leave before that nurse or someone else returns”, he said and she did as told without a word passing between them. I remained hidden for what seemed like forever. My feet itched to walk in the open and my hands itched to run over the surface of the door. However, I did not have the courage to do so. I would rather be safe than sorry. When I finally stepped out of my supposed sanctuary of safety and into the open air I nearly collapsed from exhaustion. I made it back to Rhys who looked at me strangely.“Where have you been? And why do you look like you have seen a ghost?” He asked, and there was an undertone of concern.I couldn't tell him, not now.“Whatever happened between you and the gorgeous blonde?” I blurted out trying to change the subject. What was I thinking? This wasn't the right time but Rhy’s eyebrows rose at that question and I felt a wave of relief rush over me. I ha
Darcy We stayed far away from them and they did the same. I and Rhys against Vincent and Cora.You could be wondering why but it was as if each party was greatly repulsed by the other. The only thing they both wanted was to get on with their lives. And even so there was an invisible barrier that separated us from each other. That barrier would eventually break one way or another. Vincent and Rhys were always on opposing sides of a battle. The woman whom I later found out as Mrs Stark came over to the hallway of the hospital and she looked tired.She had eye bags so dark that they matched her hair color. She didn’t look too good at all. There were dark circles under her eyes and you could see wrinkles forming around her mouth. But then, she didn’t seem like the kind of person who would show signs of weariness. She was very elegant despite having such a tired face.She smiled kindly at Rhys and I, and she also did the same to Cory and Vincent.“Any update on who could have done that
Vincent I saw Darcy, she looked more beautiful than I could remember. Her golden skins shone under the moonlight like they were made of crystal. Her golden blonde curls framed her face. A smile was on her soft pink lips as she stood there waiting for whoever.I couldn't believe my eyes, it felt surreal that she had just been there all this while I searched for her everywhere, looking for her everywhere but nowhere in particular. She was just standing there when she had been there for years before, a few months after I lost hope to ever find her. It was almost like déjà vu again, but this time it wasn't so bad. “Darcy?” I called out, I needed to be sure that it was really her, “Darcy?!” This time it came out louder as if it would somehow give me permission to run and hold her in my arms forever.She turned around and smiled at me. I ran to her, I couldn't stop myself now even if I tried, my body just seemed to move on its own. As we embraced, I noticed how warm she felt against me. I
Vincent“Kill him,” I said into my phone.That bastard had refused to tell us where the will was , or who the next heir was. We didn’t have a clue whether there was any will at all. At least that was what my men said.I didn't see any need for him to be alive , either. It wasn’t like we were going to miss him in the end anyway, right? He was a foolish man. He could have easily decided to take the money I offered him instead of holding on to his integrity , but no. He just had to go and get himself killed. What kind of idiot does that? “Take care of it now,” I told my lead man “we don’t have time for this shit.” And I hung up before moving to Cory’s room.When Cory opened the door and saw me holding flowers, she gave me a skeptical look that was almost as good as one of the many ones I had given her in the past and given myself on my way over here. Almost.“Why are you standing outside my door and why do you have the bouquet of daisies with you?” Cory asked suspiciously. After I messed
Rhys“Rhys, Rhys please listen to me. I just want to talk to you”“Damn it! What are you doing here? This has to stop. This place is not for you, you are not welcome here” I told her trying to understand how she managed to sneak into this place. It was becoming a repetition of the same thing and I didn't find it funny.“I knew I would find you here…” she started but as soon as she saw my expression she knew she had made a mistake, “No, I didn't mean that, not like that...this was our... and Rhys...”“Stop! Just stop” I pleaded not wanting to hear her words, knowing there was no changing her mind. She needed to leave now or else I wouldn't hesitate to take her out of here. Not again. Never again. I would never be part of some crazy plan she decided to make me, never again. She was always up to some sort of bullshit. “Just go. Go back to wherever you came from and leave me alone” my voice was filled with hatred, anger and a little sadness mixed in it.There was an awkward silence betwe
DarcyRhys and I finally left after I gave him a blowjob. I wouldn't lie, I had grown addicted and it was scaring me. I know I needed to stop yet I didn't know how to. I was lost in my desires. Caught between passion and reality.“Are you okay?” I cringed at how my voice sounded, it was laced with concern and I didn't know if I meant it or not. As I stood in that park with Rhys, it was like looking at an open book that was not open. He had so much going on. He held a sort of rawness that made me want to hold him and never let him go.Right now, I could see that something was off with him. It was obvious in his energy and I didn't know what to make about it. It felt like the first time he had locked himself up over again only that this time he was standing in front of me. It had to be grief. I knew it to do things that it is not supposed to do to you. To rob you of your sanity and your sleep. To remind you that you've failed.“Yeah, why?” I couldn't help but notice that his voice see
Rhys I went back to her room that evening and it took a miracle for me to keep my eyes from roaming around the flimsy excuse of a nightgown she had on.“Uhm, do you want to go out?” I cleared my throat, trying to not let any of my thoughts slip out too much and make her think I lacked self-control.“Go where?” she asked, staring off at nothing in particular, absentmindedly.“The... Anywhere” She looked like some kind of enchantress and I lacked words to describe her. I felt something deep within myself stir at the thought of just how beautiful she was. Even her skin seemed softer than most people in the world; her lips were full and slightly puffy, and her nose scrunched up when she spoke.She stood up and moved close to me, her smell filled my nose and I wanted nothing than to rip that dress off right then and there and fuck her until she cried out my name. Her smile was so radiant, even though I knew she was hiding something behind it, I couldn't help but return the one I gave he
RhysI hated the hospital, it was a reminder of what I had lost, a reminder of what this place had taken from me . I hated the white walls that made up so many rooms, and the smell of bleach that would hang in the air, and I hated the sadness the atmosphere instilled in everyone who stayed there. It was like a funeral or memorial for all those who died in it, it was cold and empty and lonely. It was an institution designed to give people hope. Hope for things they could never truly achieve. Hopefulness. Optimism. A belief that things might get better and most times it never really did but I still found comfort in its false optimism. The fake optimism. Because at least in the fake hope, no one ever gave you up. As I parked in the parking lot of the hospital, I made my way inside, calling Mrs Stark.Immediately she saw, she broke into tears and held her in my arms as she clutched onto me weeping into my shoulder.After a while, she pulled away, clearing her throat as she wiped
Rhys After I left the graveyard, I went back to work. It was the last place I wanted to be. Work was the last place I wanted to be but something had happened and my attention was needed.While at the office, I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice her walk in. “Something is bothering you, would you like to talk about it now?” Her annoying voice echoed through my office and I rolled over in my chair so she wouldn't see me glaring at my computer screen. Who let her in?“Hey, it's your turn now anyway!” She said while poking my arm with her pen, making me glare harder even though it was pointless since she couldn't see me. “You're being weird. Aren't you happy to see me? Is something wrong?”“What do you want?” I snapped and turned off the monitor just to avoid her prying.She sighed dramatically. “Fine. If you don't tell me what's going on…then suit yourself”“You may leave now,” I told her yet I didn't hear the sounds of her walking away or anything. She must still be there,