RhysIt couldn’t be! He couldn’t die.I had been on my way home when I had received the call that he was at the hospital. It didn’t make any sense. I had seen him the previous night and he looked just fine – his breathing was steady…Regardless I raced down to the hospital, a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t sure who I was more worried about: Jude Madigan or myself, the way I raced was even crazier.When I got there and I saw Vincent looking down at me, my heart leapt into my throat, but then I felt foolish for being so nervous, it could only have been that he was asleep or something.“Where is he?” I asked the men in front of me, Vincent and two of grandfather's drivers.“He fell…” Vincent began but I looked past him, that wasn't what I wanted to hear.“But where is he?” My voice was quiet but I knew it must sound hysterical. “I need to see him. Please.” One of the drivers pointed to a room and when I went in, Jude Madigan, my grandfather laid still, unmoving. His
Darcy Rhys' body shook violently as he clung unto me, sobbing against my chest. “No, no… no…” I could feel him shivering against me and knew that there was only a matter of time before the sobs turned to gasping. He was trying to hold it in, but he couldn't. Not with what had happened.I held him closely as if he would disappear into thin air. My hands shook just like he did. The whole world around us seemed to be spinning out of control because I was afraid I was going to fall over myself. I didn't know what to do. This hadn't been what I thought was going to happen. It was different seeing him like this, a side I didn't know he had and my heart broke for him over again as I let him cry regardless of the pain. I wanted to hug him close to make him feel safe. That I wasn't going anywhere or going away. And I needed him to feel safe. After a while, he just stopped, went silent and finally took deep shuddering breaths. His body was shaking now less than it had been, but still there w
Rhys“Go back to your room” I told her after she followed me all-day and was currently standing in front of me.She looked like she was about to protest but stopped herself and instead went for another tactic to get what she wanted. “I know you have a lot going on right now, can we at least let me be there for you?” she asked softly. She stood there looking like a kicked puppy and it hurt my heart to see that expression on her beautiful face. “I won’t say a word, you wouldn't notice I am there at all.” She pleaded with her eyes which were wide open and innocent. But I didn't need any of that, not even her presence. I wanted to be alone and the only person who could help me with that was myself. She seemed to read into my mind though because before I could tell her no she said, “Please, you'll hate me forever if I don’t try to help you. Please, just give me this one thing for a change? Please?”God damn it! I thought I was losing my mind already with all these new problems popping
VincentCory was furious, her body shook with so much anger as she paced back and forth in the waiting room we currently were in. She had just returned from confronting Tessa and I could tell it didn't end well.The nurses had cleaned up my face but I knew it was still in a bad shape and my body ached terribly.“How could you let him do this to you? I married a grown-ass man not a coward Vincent! Fight Rhys back, you can't be his punching bag anymore! You're going to be a damn hero and fight your own battles!” she ranted, running her hands through my hair in frustration.“I fought him back” I added as if it would change anything.“Yet he doesn't look as terrible as you do right now” she commented, looking at me skeptically as if I had been hit by lightning myself. “No offense, but you seem like you got run over by a truck.”I didn't bother to answer her, she had a point.“Look honey, I am just saying that Rhys needs to be dealt with, especially now that Jude Madigan is dead” she said
Darcy Jude Madigan was buried on a cold Saturday.It rained the next day, a heavy downpour that would have been nice to escape in, but only made it harder for anyone who decided to walk outside to get home safe. That, and all of the umbrellas had broken within a half hour of opening. No one had bothered to replace them because it was not really necessary.Rhys stood far, mostly watching as if he was not a part of the family. He wore dark shades to conceal the eye bags and dark circle under his eyes from lack of sleep. It seemed like it did not do any good; the bags remained even though they were no longer black, and his complexion did not look much better either. They looked like two shadows against the rain. His bruised knuckles were wrapped in a bandage, though he didn’t seem to mind the pain. He just watched.All through it, I watched Rhys. He was broken, badly broken and yet he acted so tough. He would not cry. The grief was too great. If there was something I could do, anyt
DarcyWhen we got back, Rhys left me and retreated back to his room, leaving me standing in the hallway in my once-drenched dress that was now dry. He didn't go back to Jude Madigan’s estate where the rest of the guests had returned. I knew it was because he could not stand being around the same environment as Vincent and he didn't want to accept the reason why all those people were gathered there.I let him be and retreated to my room where I broke down in tears.I cried untill my body became numb, until there was nothing but aching sorrow inside me that was too painful to feel anything else. I wasn't crying for Jude Madigan, no. I was crying for my son because each time, Cory showed me that she had him to herself and there was nothing I could do, each time she proved that I was a sore loser in their games. I felt like the biggest loser ever in life. Like, how pathetic was it that you couldn't save your own son? That you can’t even protect him from someone who has no a right to have
Darcy “Kiss me” He begged in a whisper that sounded so silently, his eyes full of yearning. He reached to hold both my shoulders. His eyes locked with mine as I stared into them deeply searching for any hint of hesitation. I didn't find any. My heart beat frantically, my chest constricted. He was so close. So incredibly close.I could feel the heat radiating off of him from beneath his clothes and from his touch against my skin. I could almost feel his soft lips on mine, taste the saltiness of his tears. The desire to close that distance was overwhelming me and it felt so natural. It felt as if it was always meant to be. I wanted it.I closed the little distance left between our lips and I kissed him. My fingers tangled into his thick hair and I pressed myself closer to him. I wanted to savor all of him. Every bit of him. From his warm breath hitting my face and his sweet smelling cologne surrounding me. I needed more. More of his smell.His arms slid around my waist pulling me flush
DarcyAs soon as I felt him fill me I sucked hungrily onto his cock, taking all of his length, his head, his thickness. I could feel his whole body shake violently at my ministrations. Then it all went still. He released his content in my mouth and I took all of it panting heavily. His hand found mine and intertwined it with his.“Thank you” he whispered. His breath tickled my earI turned my head towards him so our noses were touching.“You are welcome” I whispered back before leaning up and placing a kiss upon his lips.Maybe he could taste himself there after all.He lifted me up from where I still was in front of him and placed me gently down on the edge of the bed. My back rested upon the mattress, he climbed on top of me straddling my lap. His fingers brushed against my cheek lovingly causing warmth to radiate throughout my entire body as he looked deeply into my eyes and smiled."God, you are beautiful," He said with awe evident in his tone of voice.I smiled shyly "I'm glad y
Rhys I took out my anger on the files lying helplessly on the table, I took out my anger on my closets, I took out my anger on punching the walls, I took out my anger on anything and everything that came in my way. It didn't matter how much I punched it; no matter how hard I kicked it; all I had to do was think about the fact that she's left me again before I could even feel it. Someone else left me.It felt so good to feel something at all, as though someone else's emotions hadn' really been mine until now. My chest hurt from breathing but also from screaming so loudly, my voice sounded raw and hoarse and nothing like the smooth, rich baritone I always thought it would be. But this pain wasn't enough to keep the rest of the world away, because they were just going back inside their heads anyway, just like everything else. I'd heard that somewhere or another a person can drown themselves by drowning all their problems with too much coffee and not enough water. She didn't love me.
Darcy“I love you, Tessa” His words made my heart race and the world stopped spinning around me. His voice was so calm but laced with determination.My knees gave up underneath me, I felt dizzy and weak. My heart was pounding and everything seemed to come to a standstill for the moment.How did he say those three words to me? I mean I loved him. Of course, I loved him, I loved him since forever.I had always dreamed of when I would hear him say those words to me, but this wasn't how I imagined that moment to happen. The first time I heard them, it was obvious it was because he wanted me to keep this child. And now? It was to make up for calling me stupid. Not once did he mean those words.YetI felt like I couldn't breathe, my chest heaved up and down as if I were running. Every fiber of my body was shaking, my legs couldn't seem to support me anymore.Why was he saying this? Was he really thinking that I would buy whatever he just said? Was it a trick to manipulate me?Or did he truly
Darcy“Try? Do you realize how stupid you sound? Do you? Why can’t you see the red flags? you are so gullible that you believe whatever anyone says to you. I've been betrayed before, I will always be betrayed, no matter what. And you seem to think that I am just like any other person? you think that I'll change because you tried to make me happy? You need to grow up Tessa! fucking grow up and get your head out of all those fantasies” I couldn't get them out of my head ; They stayed inside my mind like poison. I kept repeating them over and over, like the mantra, like the mantra that kept repeating in my mind.I knew he was right, I knew how cruel his words sounded . My mind was running wild, like I was going insane with the way it kept repeating those same words. It took everything in my power not to burst out crying on the spot. I was still breathing heavily and I didn't even notice when I stopped walking. I simply kept walking, taking long deep breaths. My body was shivering with s
Rhys I thought my head was going to explode from the pressure I was feeling at that moment. My heart was beating so fast I swore it would give out any second. I couldn't breathe. It seemed like I had forgotten how to and I was suffocating. I couldn't think straight, it just didn't seem real. All I could see were black dots. I was used to everything being black and white, it was easier to pick sides and focus on the side you have chosen but right now it was all blurry and gray, like looking through a thick layer of dust. Everything around me was dark except for those black spots, which weren't really spots, they seemed to be tiny holes in space. They made me feel sick and nauseous. Like I was drowning. Or maybe I was dying. But what kind of death?There was no lead or response from the contact I had reached out to. Mr Stark still wasn't allowed to talk to anyone, Vincent was still roaming freely after killing our grandfather.What was I supposed to do now, just collapse into a puddle
DarcyIt had been three days, three days since I last saw Rhys. Three days of craving his presence, of missing him more than any other person I’d ever known, in ways I couldn’t quite explain to myself and would probably never be able to fully comprehend even if I wanted to. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do now that he wasn’t here- no he was here but far. I certainly hadn’t gone over the past three days planning an elaborate, intricate plan for what I could possibly say or do when I'll see him. It hadn’t crossed my mind once. I hadn’t done anything but stare at the door of my room as if it would magically make him appear.It was three days of wanting his touch, his kisses, and his arms around me every single second of the day. To feel the warmth radiating from his skin while we lay together on a bed, listening to the gentle patter of rain hitting against the window pane. To feel his lips pressed against mine, the taste of him lingering even after I pull away, the soft sigh of r
Unknown “What? why did you call me out here?” I demanded once I opened her front door. I glared down at her with eyes so intense and as always I expected her to cower away but instead she stared me down right back.“Because I wanted to see how you were doing, that’s why. And to ask why you had not called me to apologize for what you did the last time”I scoffed at her and shook my head in disbelief. “You expect me to apologize? You want to talk about apology when you are the one who is in violation of the terms of our deal. I am doing nothing wrong. I did what was necessary to keep myself safe from your unnecessary gossip and I refuse to let you disrespect my husband. You are the one who owes me an apology Blair” She looked at me confused, trying to find any signs of remorse on my face. She finally settled into shock at the fact that I hadn't just spat at her. “Unbelievable!” She snorted at me, rolling her eyes in disbelief. “You are unbelievable!” I couldn’t tell if it was a threa
Rhys“Didn’t I ask you to leave Claire?” I tried to control my voice but failed but the rawness didn't go unnoticed, the snarls from my voice were as loud as sirens.“It’s me,” I heard her voice and I turned to her. I wanted to ask if she was okay but she seemed a little nervous until I watched her whole body relax.With the way her large greyish-blue eyes were looking I could tell she was taking in my appearance and the look of shock on her face only confirmed that I looked like a mess, a total disaster.But it was nothing compared to the battle I had going on in me. The little voice in my head was begging to be released, to pounce on anything but I couldn’t let it, not when Tessa was here. I didn’t want anything to go wrong.I didn’t want to lose control and hurt her just like I had done with the guard, so I turned away from her scrutinising stare to focus on my walls which suddenly seemed almost peaceful, almost interesting.I could feel Tessa’s gaze, boring holes on my back and I
Vincent His arms were tied, mouth sealed while tears and sweat streamed down his cheeks to free himself from a strong grip. He tried desperately to kick away the arm holding him still, but that only made things worse for the man holding the other end of his chains. The men surrounded him, rough hands holding him back at each side as he fought against them with no success whatsoever. There was nothing he could do.I walked back to where I was and pulled the tape off his mouth.“Please Sir, I am sorry” He wailed. “Please, sir. Don’t hurt me anymore. Please, I beg you.” He begged me in vain. I ignored his pleas. I didn’t have the time to be nice. My mind was on something far more important at the moment than some silly human life. It wasn't about him, it never had been.“I gave you a simple job, I paid you for it, and yet, you failed me in my one request, you failed us all by your own incompetence.” He flinched when I spoke, his entire body trembling at the mere thought of what I was g
DarcyRhys stared at me in disbelief. His face showed pain and he struggled to control it.“I need to go” He suddenly announced.“Rhys…” I began but I didn't continue and he didn't stop either. I felt my heart ache once the door slammed behind me.I didn't come out of my room the next day, I wasn't sure what my place was in the house anymore, and I wasn't sure of what awaited me. I guess it was an act of cowardice, but what would you have had me do? what would you have done differently? Rhys didn't come back to my room, I didn’t blame him, I saw him fighting to keep his emotions in check, that alone was enough to make anyone want to take action against something they couldn’t control. But somehow I felt I was right.When I couldn’t deal with the tension and when my curiosity got the best of me, I left my room.The house was dead as a corpse, and my presence made no difference to any of it. It was as if the events of the previous day had taken its life, I could hear the maids whisperin