Darcy “Let me go!” I spat out and there wasn’t any anger behind it anymore, just the desperate fear of being trapped here forever, locked in with no grip on myself. I wanted it but I could also lose myself at once and I didn't want that.“How long are you going to keep running away from me?” Rhys’s breath fanned my face and his words were low, husky like when he was aroused. That was what this was about then. The chase. “Are you afraid to be around me? Or are you afraid of how much I will make you scream in pleasure” He watched my pupils dilate, and my lips form a small line as I swallowed. His hands gripped me tighter but there was still distance between them, an inch at most. I needed him to touch me more and yet he couldn’t. I knew why. “Get off me” I pushed his hands away and he pulled back immediately. I took advantage of the slight break in contact to slip away from his grasp, leaving a wide gap between us before walking out of the door. He didn't stop me this time.Today, C
Unknown Pov“Hello madam Margaret” I went back to see her again and from the look of things, she wasn't pleased to see me. The last time we did business together, she thought she was underpaid. But I thought she was just a greedy old hag.“You are here” her tone was cold and clipped. “What brings you here today?” The room was quiet and as if it had no one in it other than the two of us. It felt like a funeral room. I could feel a slight tremor in my hand when I placed it on the table. Her eyes flickered towards mine and then away.There were girls in the room, her girls and maybe one day she'll sell them off like she did with the last batch as well.The thought alone sent anger flowing through my veins like acid in water and the urge to tear into something became overwhelming. My fists clenched tightly at my sides, threatening to crack open a fingernail with how hard they were clenching. Why was I pissed? She could do all she wanted.“Ladies!” Madam Margaret clapped her hands and the
RhysIf there was anything I knew, Tessa was so stubborn. I don't know how she had managed to sneak out of the house but she did and I couldn't blame her. She'd been indoors for too long.I had driven down everywhere I thought she could possibly be , and found nothing. There was no sign of her anywhere, not outside or at the park we had once gone to, not anywhere.When I decided to drive back home, I caught sight of her along the side walk and pulled over. Her hair was a mess, face tear-stained and red from definitely from crying and I couldn't tell what was going on.“Do you want a ride?” she was still strolling and it looked like it was going to rain, she didn't notice me or maybe she did but she increased her pace.“It is becoming a routine, I don't want a ride,” She told me straight to my face. That was a lot of redness, I thought as I looked into her eyes.I still drove a little, matching her pace. I didn't usually do this, in fact, I had never done this. The girls were always co
Darcy I had been sneaking out of the house to Vincent’s mansion. And I waited, watching them from afar and his family seemed to be leaving for some occasion.And I felt angry when I saw Cory walk out holding my child. I was jealous and upset. I had always imagined that one day I’d be the one to hold my child, not the other way around.How could they go on as if everything was alright? Everything in this life is a lie; it never seems to stop. And I didn’t even know what was happening. All I knew was that something was wrong, but I couldn’t tell what exactly It was or what to do.Now looking at the face of the man in front of me as he yelled “Get out!” His voice was loud, more commanding than the thundering of waves on rocks, but no less threatening to the man in front of me. I had taken out the frustration of every ounce of anger I felt on him.I panicked, and without a word, I opened the car and stepped out into the rain . It wasn't just raining, it was pouring. The wind howled over
RhysDo you have moments where everything still and replays in slow motion? The kind of moments that are not so bad because it is still. You know, when time has slowed down to a crawl and your eyes take in every little detail with great focus? It’s like the world is suspended on a string as you observe each individual action. It would be hard to describe what you feel then, but it would be the most perfect feeling ever. A feeling of peace or calm. Of happiness or contentment. You can’t put words to it. There is no such word. There is only experience.When she had said “I don't think you are any of those things I said back there, I don't know why I said them. Maybe you are a little more confident than you should be but with a passion and dedication like yours, anyone can easily be that. You try to make those around you comfortable, you care about people even when you are not supposed to…You are hardworking and funny, sometimes a little too blunt but my mum used to say what was beauty w
Darcy The first person to call me ugly was my father.He didn't fail to remind me, he was repulsed by me. We never had a father-and-daughter bonding time, we had nothing. He made it clear that my existence disgusted him, that my scars were my fault and that I was weak.“Sign the damn papers now!” he yelled, slamming his fist angrily against the table.“No Jack, why are you doing this to me? you can't leave now,she needs you, we can fix this, please” my mom's eyes were teary and she held his hands desperately begging him to stay.He pushed her aggressively and she fell hard on her butt, her head connecting against the walls, she winced in pain and slowly moved her hand from her head, letting out a soft groan before standing up shakily.“What did I say?” He spat furiously. “You're gonna sign these damn papers, or else you 're gonna pay for it!”Her hands shook violently as she reached for one of the envelopes and hastily scribbled down a couple of words, “I won't sign those”, she whisp
Unknown POVAnger coursed through my body. The adrenaline pumping through my veins left a bitter taste in the back of my mouth, and it felt as if my chest were caving in. I tried to take deep breaths through my nose but they wouldn’t help. My mind raced with ideas for a distraction as the anger grew in intensity. I didn’t think anything could make this worse, however, the feeling persisted and grew stronger. “This is ridiculous!” The words flew out of my mouth as soon as they formed. A wave of anger was building up inside me. I wanted to scream. I had never wanted anything more than to unleash the fury inside me. But now. Now I couldn’t. I had to be calm, and quiet. I had to stay in control. “You can't let him win, you have to win…” I said under my breath, thinking. That would keep my emotions under check. I needed to keep my focus. “You are not the loser here” The image of his face appeared before me. He was still grinning at her while I stood there stunned from shock. Anger surg
Rhys“Can I come in?” She was staring at me with those large eyes that looked more like big blue saucers than anything else. I opened the door, and she stepped into my room. “It’s a little messy. Sorry about the mess and all,” I apologized.She nodded.“Can’t sleep?” I asked after a moment of silence. It wasn't unusual for Tessa to come into my room, especially after what had happened tonight.“I can’t sleep, nightmares” She said it casually , and I knew she didn't mean it as a joke. She looked around the room. “Can I sleep here tonight? I am…. am scared” Her voice trailed off, as if she didn't know how to finish her statement. I understood. I was also having trouble sleeping but I didn't tell her that. We didn't quite understand each other's presence yet, but that's not the point. What I wanted was to make sure she was okay - even if she felt safer sleeping on my bed instead of in her own room.All through the next day, I could tell something was still up with Darcy. She was hiding
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
DarcyWe got back home, Rhys and I.By the time we returned, finding those photos was the last thing on my mind. We couldn't get to see Mr Stark as the doctor strictly advised against it. He insisted that the old man needed time to be monitored and need to rest properly without the bustle that came with visitors.I could not remember much from last night but when I woke up to a throbbing headache . It felt like someone was pounding on my skull with a giant hammer. My eyes were heavy and I could barely focus them. For some reason, I was in my bedroom- still in my bedroom. But I had the most bizarre feeling of déjà vu...“Relax” that musical voice told me. “You are safe now . No one will hurt you.” That voice… that beautiful yet cold voice was familiar to me somewhere...Rhys.My eyes that I had closed suddenly snapped open as I looked into his mesmerizing pair of sapphire eyes , staring back at me, as if he knew what I was going through.“No one is here to hurt you...”He repeated, rea