So terrible. Rhys has really had it rough from childhood. Imagine finding your mom's lifeless body. That must have been so traumatizing and heartbreaking. I feel so sorry for him. Anyways thank you to my lovely readers for your support towards my book. I really appreciate and love you all so much. I hope you are enjoying the book as much as I'm enjoying writing it. Remember to follow, like and leave your thoughts in the comment section. Muah
Rhys“What?”She didn’t answer, instead she kept staring at me as if she was trying to dissect me with her eyes, and I just stared back like a dead man in an old movie – not a particularly attractive look on me. I felt kind of naked, though that was probably because of all the clothes I’m wearing right now. Not exactly comfortable, but not really too uncomfortable either. But I didn’t want her looking at me like this any more than she already was. “You…” She trailed off as if deciding to say what she wanted to say or not. “Nothing”’s what I guess she eventually settled on saying, which was better than nothing, but she didn’t sound satisfied with it. It didn’t quite satisfy me either, but that would have to do for now.“Okay,” I said. The word fell out of my mouth before I had even thought about what I was going to say.I stood up from the bed “Where are you going?” Her voice followed me and I turned back to her, surprised that she'd question something so mundane as where to go.“I'm
DarcyI thought we were having an honest conversation, I didn't mean to upset him but he left. I heard the main door slam but I didn't hear any sound from his cars so I could tell he didn't take any of them.Where would he go by that time of the morning?After about fifteen minutes, the door slammed open and he stood there, panting and staring at me like it was a crime scene for all of ten seconds before collapsing on the couch next to me with an exhausted sigh. He looked terrible. His hair was sticking up wildly in every possible direction and I wondered if I should get him some aspirin. Or maybe a glass of water. “Are you… are you alright?” He didn't respond, instead, his eyes flickered back and forth between me and the clock, trying to determine what I couldn't understand.Then he buried his face deeper into the sofa cushions and groaned, “Fuck!”He said fuck, like the most amazing thing he had ever heard. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part, but as soon as I heard hi
Darcy“We need to talk,” I muttered.He didn't move, “What about?”.That's all he answered me with. I swallowed hard. There weren't many things I could think of to start with and none of them were good, I couldn't say them, not right then. My mind was racing and it was a struggle to keep focused.“Is that why you kept knocking?” His voice slurred but it was husky and his fingers grazed the side of my cheeks , trailing slowly down to my jawline and my breathing hitched.My body was reacting to everything he was doing, but there was something else. A burning sensation ran across my lower belly, which started to tingle and twitch, making me slightly nervous. “What are you doing?” I managed to whisper as his hand reached my neck.He paused mid-gesture, his blue eyes suddenly filled with uncertainty.It was like he wasn't sure what to do, or rather how he was supposed to react. I knew he was drunk and probably didn't know what he was doing but I didn't want him to stop.“What am I doing?
RhysMy head felt heavy, the sun lightened but not yet bright enough to penetrate my closed eyelids. My mouth tasted stale. A headache pounded at my temple and a faint, unpleasant odor lingered in the air around me. When I finally looked around me, there were empty bottles scattered about on the floor, some of them broken. I took a deep breath, feeling like I hadn't had anything to drink for hours. My stomach roiled as the sour taste lingered. The world was still spinning and I struggled to stay conscious. With each slow blink, my eyes seemed to focus on one thing before moving on to another.“Damn” I cursed out when I tried to stand but couldn’t seem to put weight on any leg. “This fucking sucks.” Even speaking caused an ache to spread from my left hip. I tried lifting both my arms but only succeeded in dropping them back down with a groan. The room seemed to tilt and I struggled against black spots creeping into my vision. “Dammit! What is happening?” I whispered to myself, str
RhysVincent looked stunned and startled to see me, as if he had been caught doing something wrong (but I think it was more that he didn't expect me.) Opposite him were people I had not seen in almost six years. The most prominent of them was an attractive brunette whose dark eyes were fixed upon me. As attractive as she was, I need not forget that she was the devil incarnate.“What are you doing here?” Vincent had finally found his voice, but all I could do was stare back at him stupidly like a man who had just been thrown off a building by a rampaging tiger and then landed with a broken arm and fractured leg on a roof. “What are they doing here?” I asked him back instead. Vincent seemed equally perplexed. It made for a peculiar conversation. “Well, they were about to leave.” He gestured to the two men and one woman.One of them smiled at me but I turned towards the door, ignoring her, ignoring their presence completely. I pushed past the security that had tried to stop me from get
DarcySomething about the whole week seemed off, especially with Rhys.Not that he did much or we did much but he was awfully quiet, more than usual at least. He would sit and work in silence for hours, then go and do something else completely unrelated. I don’t know if that was normal to him, it didn’t seem like it was to me, it just felt off.It was like the closer I got to him, the more he withdrew like a turtle retreating into its shell. Even his voice had changed to match that of an old man, deeper with age, it seemed weird to hear him speak normally without the lilt of youth there. Okay maybe I was exaggerating.But that afternoon the doorbell rang and I went to answer it.I wasn’t expecting anybody so I was surprised when I saw a woman that looked like she belonged on vogue covers. She had long straight blonde hair cut into bangs that cascaded down her back to her mid waist, dressed in black jeans, a white shirt, a green cardigan over the top of her shoulders and brown leather
Darcy“Rhys!”I screamed, unable to believe what I was seeing. “Stop!” I yelled, by this time I ran over to him, grabbing his shoulder, trying to stop him. I couldn’t let him do that to her even though was a total stranger. It looked like he was manhandling her.“Let her go! You can’t just go around pulling people roughly! That’s not how this works!” I pulled at him harder.But I was no match for him, I was like a feather, a feather because he easily tore my arms away from around his chest and shoved me back, causing me to stumble backward. I stumbled and fell on my butt, shocked at his sudden aggression “Don’t touch me!” He yelled “Just stay out of this, it‘s not your business, anyway”I was too shocked to say any more words. He didn't stop until she was outside the gate and when he returned, he walked past me, not once did he offer to help me up, he didn't even glance my way.My waist and bum ached from the fall and I felt sick to my stomach. I sat up and hugged my knees against my c
Darcy I still didn't see Rhys the whole day.I was beginning to grow worried. I called several times and yet his number wouldn't ring.I didn't know what to do, or where to go. What if Vincent and Cory had hurt him like they wanted to?Fear crept in at my heels, I couldn't help but feel it. I was afraid he'd been hurt because of me. That someone wanted to harm me, to punish me for what I'd done. Because of who I am. My hands shook. I decided to take matters into my own hands. I'd go over to Vincent’s house, and if he was not there, then I would go to Jude Madigan.As I took a cab out of the house, I was yet to adjust to the luxury that came with being Rhys's wife and moreover I didn't think I. needed all of that. My heart kept beating loudly against my ribcage, I felt lightheaded, and my breath was shallow. I needed to get out of the car, breathe some fresh air. When the driver eventually pulled up in front of Vincent’s house, my stomach twisted with anxiety as I took each step.I
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
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
RhysThe voice note was blank. I turned my volume to its highest to be sure I wasn't deaf and I didn't hear anyone's voice, only quiet breathing.'Is this some kind of joke?' I asked myself. 'Is she trying to tease me or what? Why will she send me a fifteen minute voice message of nothing. I'm worried sick for her and she is busy making jokes.''Or maybe she was trying to say something then, she slept off?' A different thought came to my mind.I checked my other phone to know if Aspen had responded to my last email. She hasn't too.'Something is wrong somewhere.'I was about sending Aspen another email when my mom called.'Shit!' I said a silent curse as I put the call through. I haven't called her since I got to Los Angeles."Hey Mom. I..." I bit my lips trying to find the right excuse to say to her.She didn't even wait for me to speak. "Do you know how worried I was? I have been trying to reach you and you didn't bother to pick. It seems to me that your work is more important.""Mo
RhysI took a break from work today and it felt like it was the longest break I had taken since forever and my phone was buzzing continuously. I didn't dare check who was calling until I let the battery die and refused to charge it on purpose.I wanted to stay invincible, to pretend that none of this was real like the rest of the world was oblivious of my troubles. But I couldn't. This was my life now, and the most recent development in my personal hell was that Tessa was slowly starting to notice.I mean, she doesn't know anything, I told myself as I typed on my keyboard but she had been spending a whole lot of time asking if I was alright, and when I couldn't take it anymore, I avoided her as well. Thank God she was in a different room now.It wasn't working, the meds were not working, and the painful throb in my head didn't seem to disappear, and the voices?They had grown a thousand times larger than the last, each louder than the other and making me sick to my stomach. I couldn’t
RhysFor a lady who was 5 '3 she sure did have a lot stored up in her. And while I took her for the late-night drive, just to make it up to her, she dozed off from all the anger she was trying to keep inside her. Her mouth was partly wide and I chuckled at how adorable she looked. Weird. I didn't go around chuckling at ladies.Suddenly her eyes slowly fluttered open. as if she felt herself being gently shaken. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and squinted them to try and focus on what was happening. And she realized that she was still in my car.Her light blue eyes met mine and I drew in sharp breaths, taking notice of their color. They were deep and captivating, and they gave everything a certain mysterious quality I couldn't - can't explain.“We are here” I forced myself to say. Turning my attention from her eyes and lips. I would have kissed her right now and taken her back home to do all of the sinful things running through my mind. if she was one of those girls. But she
Darcy “I want to go alone” I said loudly looking at Rhys as if that would change his mind. I was tired of repeating the same routine, tired of being watched like a child. It didn't give me enough room to think of what to do next. I didn't know the updates on Vincent and Cory and most especially of my son. It was like like moving in endless circles.“You can’t go alone, I can't let that happen”“Why? You don't own me Rhys and you know it. You can't force me not to be myself."“No one is stopping you from being yourself. Being yourself doesn't include being reckless when you know someone out there probably wants you dead” he snapped in a low voice. His eyes were hard. Rhys knew how stubborn I could get and even though he was right, it still angered me.“I am tired, I need time alone!”“Time alone only to end up almost half dead again? or almost raped or pounced on by your demons, which of them?” His words cut through me like a knife. He knew damn well what those thoughts did to me. I
Darcy“You need to stop watching me like a hawk” I was finally free to leave the hospital and Rhys was acting differently and it made me uncomfortable.“The plan was to pretend that we are married and not for you to die. So no, I wouldn't stop watching you like a hawk. You can't leave this house without the driver and two able men outside, at least until your condition is stable enough to be left alone. We don’t know who or what we are truly dealing with. I would never allow something like that to happen again, especially from recklessness” He had said it as he walked through the room, going through his closet.I looked at him and felt so out of place here. “This isn't my life” I wanted to scream but I didn't.Claire treated me as if I was an egg shell, scared I'd break at the slightest touch. And she always seemed to be watching me when we were together. I was just... stuck in this house, watching Vincent work his way around while I tried not to think about what happened next.His col
RhysNever had I seen anyone struggle so hard with their demons as Tesaa demons struggled with hers. Even if it were only for a few moments. It wasn't like seeing the woman who was fast to give comebacks once I said a word, it was like seeing someone different, broken, and damaged beyond belief. Even worse because she looked like such an easy target that my first instinct was not kill but rather help her escape the hell that held her prisoner. “Are you alright?” By now she was awake again after falling into unconsciousness.She didn't say anything, she didn't look at my face, she was staring into nothingness with no recognition on her face, only in her eyes. She could have been looking directly into an abyss or straight through to another dimension.“Tessa?” I called out but she didn't acknowledge me. I stood up and went to sit by her bedside but she curled up as if afraid of being touched. “Hey, hey,” I put my hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her, “What's wrong? What's wr
DarcyWhen I opened my eyes, the lights seemed too bright for me and I groaned.It felt like I couldn't move as I tried to look around at the unfamiliar surroundings, trying not to be dizzy from the lack of movement. Did I die? Was I in heaven? Was this after life? Why did afterlife feel so small and the walls too plain? The air smelled wrong and the floor look too hard. l Where am I supposed to be?As my vision focused in on what was before my eyes, it was a door and it moved.A person appeared behind it and she was dressed in white, like a nurse.She looked stunned to see me, one minute she disappeared through the door only to return with a doctor.They both stared at each other for who knows how long until the man spoke up, “Hello? Who are you?” his tone was more curious than anything else. It was only when he moved beside me that I noticed the machines connected to my body.He checked my the machines, my pulse, my eyes, everything.“How many fingers am I holding up?” He asked aft