But I would be lying if I said it didn’t make my heart happy as fuck when I realized that even the possibility of my being dead and no more in this world would make her that fucking sad, like she couldn’t even ever accept it for it would be too painful. Her cries for me broke and fixed me all at the same time.I never doubted how much she cared for me. But the way she was avoiding eye contact with me at the dinner, looking unbearably sad by my existence, annoyed even, that sent me down a spiral of unparalleled confusion. But at least now I had some clue about her weird behaviour at the banquet. It all tied into my poisoning and the attempt at my life. But how was the unanswered question.There were cameras in the cell she was being kept in, the footage of her absolute horror on hearing the news of my demise had to some extent curbed my father’s anger. And bought me some well needed time. The others were not so convinced, most of them, especially my mother, claiming that Roselia was ju
Derek’s POVIt wasn’t going to be easy. Hell, the last thing this was going to be was easy.Fuck! Lia, sweetie, what the fuck have you done?I kept replaying Walter’s words in my head, trying to find something, anything that could help me prove Lia’s innocence. God! None of this made any fucking sense.I rubbed at the throbbing pain in my head when Lia’s screams echoed in the back of my mind, not stopping anytime soon. I hated myself for making Walter tell her that I was dead. I hated hearing her yearn for me, her voice breaking from shock and sadness, painful denial writ in her voice.But I would be lying if I said it didn’t make my heart happy as fuck when I realized that even the possibility of my being dead and no more in this world would make her that fucking sad, like she couldn’t even ever accept it for it would be too painful. Her cries for me broke and fixed me all at the same time.I never doubted how much she cared for me. But the way she was avoiding eye contact with me at
She might not have been the one to add poison to the food but she certainly was doing a good job of acting like she did.I needed to get to the bottom of this.She needed to tell me what the fuck was going on. What worried me most was how stiff her whole body was as she anxiously looked everywhere but at me. Her gaze flew to the windows twice. She wanted to escape.“Get up”, I ordered her, keeping my voice gruff and uncaring. If, it physically hurt me to admit it - she was the one who poisoned me, it would be better to stay cautious and not lay out my heart in front of her only for her to break it apart in a million pieces.She didn’t budge, keeping her gaze down.At the end of my patience, I didn’t try to ask her again.
Caspian’s house looked even more elegant now, the moonlight reflecting off of its surface made the glass exterior look spectacular….. but it was just too treacherously big for me to admit to liking it. Aiden and I had fallen asleep whilst talking. Thankfully I’d set up an alarm so I’d made it to Lucy’s by 5. I took a cab because I didn’t want to bother Aiden, he’d been asleep anyway. And then when I reached Lucy’s friend's apartment where she was staying, she wrestled me into a skin-tight, red, strapless dress which had a slit right up to the top of my left thigh. And then she practically shoved my feet into some high-heeled Louboutins after applying some mascara, a light blush and a rosy red lipstick despite my protests on her dressing me up more than was needed. “Would you hurry up there, Bella ?” Lucy frustratedly called out to me as she sauntered over to the horrendously huge house. How she could walk in six-inch pencil heels would remain a mystery to me for the rest of my l
Muting the movie, I turn to him with a stern look on my face as if to say, ‘Back off mister.’ “You look adorable when you’re angry,” Aiden says, laughing as he pokes my cheek. He pays no heed to my anger radiating towards him. “You are an insufferable nuisance,” I state in all seriousness as I look to the screen where the movie is still playing. I keep on ignoring him even when he tries to make me talk so many times. I’m just so done with his mind games. Once, he’s warm and loving….. then he’s cold and distant in the flash of a second. “Will you tell me what’s bothering you ?” He asks, his tone softening as he entangles his hand with mine on the space I’d made between us on the bed beneath the sheets. “Nothing. It’s just that…. I, uh…” I can’t think of a way to tell him what I feel without sounding like a complete maniac. “Well, that was very elaborate of you,” Aiden replies, laughing at me as I pretend to be mad at him but a smile creeps up onto my face. “Let’s start
Tipping my chin up, he looks up at me with a torn frown, his gaze moves down to my lips just as I lick my bottom lip. “I… uh ...um”, I start with my stuttering…. as always “You’re adorable when you blush.” He gives me a lop-sided grin as he brushes a strand of hair away from my face and tucks it away behind my ear, making me blush even harder. “I should get going, so…..” I start but am cut off by him placing a finger on my lips…...interrupting me. “You know, you are now living in my house, right ?” He says, a mischievous grin spreading over his face as he subtly wraps an arm around me. “Yes,” I answer, curious to know where he’s going with this. “So you should repay me somehow, don’t you think ? It is the American law after all.” He playfully says, pulling me into him by my waist so that my one hand rested on his shoulder to maintain my balance. “Hmm….we must abide by the American law obviously.” I replied, winking at him. But before he can reply, I continue, “And we,
“You look cute when you’re feisty,” Aiden says, giving me a lop-sided grin. What the fuck ? How could a guy go from being so rude and angry to flirty? “You’re insane,” I yell at him. This guy is seriously making me lose my mind. “I don’t know about me being insane but girls sure as hell go insane when they’re under….” He starts, sporting a mocking grin as he leaned against the counter. “You make me want to scream my head off !” I shoot back. His mood swings are giving me a headache. “There are many other ways I can make you scream,” Aiden replies, winking at me. “That’s it, I’m out of here,” I grumble, pissed off by his blunt remarks. Just as I am about to step into the elevator, his hand blocks my way. “What ?” I snap at him. Rubbing the back of his neck, he says somewhat nervously, “Well… since you don’t have an apartment, where will you live ?” Wow ! Seeing Aiden go from playful and flirty to nervous and hesitant in the flash of a second made my head spin……..
“Go to sleep, Bel.” Aiden says. Instead of protesting, I just sigh. Too tired to do pretty much anything. My heart fluttered at the nickname he’d given me, Bel. I kind of liked the sound of it. Just a little bit. Exhaustion taking over me, I fell asleep to the feel of Aiden cuddling me like a baby. …….. The first thing I see when I wake up is the sunlight streaming in through the huge bay window, a few feet away from the bed. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I try to get up but then I notice that my form is practically meshed into the muscular body sleeping so peacefully next to me. His leg was tangled into mine, and his arm was over my stomach, gripping it lightly. For a moment, I was starstruck by how hot he looked. Getting up on my elbows, making his hand slide from my stomach to my waist, I just couldn’t get over the fact how someone could look so hot and appealing so early in the morning. His messy hair and his manly but also kind face paired with all of his ta
"You don't want to stay here anymore, we can leave," Lucian suggested calmly as he walked ahead of Amelia. She didn't mean to refuse to help but she just couldn't stand Yolanda's arrogance anymore. "Amelia?" Jasper walked in from the outside. Ignoring everyone's staring, he grabbed Amelia's hand and said, "May I have a word with you?" All of a sudden, Jasper had grabbed her and before she could even break free, he was already pulling her away. "Mr. Jasper, don't you think we should be more careful about what we do and say in public?" Lucian said coolly as he maintained his grip on Amelia's other hand. Jasper looked a little embarrassed. He released Amelia's hand and bowed his head to apologize. "Sorry, Lucian. I forgot my manners. I was in a hurry." "If you're here to ask my wife to be your fiancée's bridesmaid, you'd better save your energy. I just don't want my wife to be aggrieved anymore." Lucian was acting as if it was his responsibility to protect Amelia. But the irony was
The party was still going on at the Mo mansion. The crowd gathered and everyone enjoyed the beat of the drums. The wedding cars were decorated with bright red roses and dolls hugging each other on the front. Amelia felt quite uncomfortable at the sight of the red roses. Soon, the main wedding car arrived and it pulled over in front of the Mo mansion. Jasper got off the car. He looked absolutely refreshed and joyous in his beige suit. He was laughing merrily. The word "groom" was written across his chest. Amelia stood behind the crowd and watched the man she had once loved accept congratulations for his marriage. Amelia was quite a vision in her red coat, with her long curly hair, and made-up face. Needless to say, she stood out amongst the crowd. As his eyes swept through the crowd, Jasper found Amelia standing in the distance. The smile on his face disappeared at once. He bowed apologetically to the people surrounding him before walking towards Amelia. "Amelia, thank you for comin
Are you hungry? I'm going to cook." Amelia was surprised when she heard herself say this. Lucian, who had just closed his eyes, opened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "You can cook?" "A bit. Of course, rich people like you don't really care for the home-cooked meals that I know how to make. That's OK. I cook for myself," Amelia hurriedly explained. She was easy to be softhearted and couldn't bear seeing someone exhausted in front of her. It was her instinct to take care of others. Lucian raised the corners of his mouth, not saying a word. He couldn't stop himself from smiling. After Amelia familiarized herself with the kitchen, she finally grabbed all the ingredients she needed and started preparing. Lucian was still in the living room. When he smelled the food Amelia was cooking, he felt as if his exhaustion had disappeared. He stared at the clock, lost in thought. He felt like he was in a time loop-like it was five years ago and he would stand by the kitchen door, hands in his
Amelia thought that she wouldn't be able to sleep well since it was her first time sleeping there. However, to her surprise, she had a pretty good sleep that night.It was a Monday so Amelia was just getting ready to go to work. When she headed downstairs, her phone started ringing it was a message from Courtney. She was worried because she didn't see Amelia at the bar that night. Amelia quickly texted back. When she raised her head, she found Lucian standing in front of her and staring at her.Amelia was a little stunned and her face flushed out of embarrassment. Lucian was wearing a nice, crisp suit. His other hand was clutching an expensive-looking leather briefcase while the other was shoved in the pocket of his pants. He looked quite handsome."I've made some arrangements. You don't need to go back to your old job anymore. From now on, you're going to be working at the Zhan Group with me," he said plainly. He then glanced at her from head to toe and added, "Your clothes are in th
As a lesson from her drunkenness, Amelia decided she wasn't going to believe everything Lucian said which she thought was reasonable."Why are you staring at me? Just order the food." He stared at Amelia who seemed mad."Stop talking." Amelia sat down with her hand on her forehead. She was a mess right now as her head was still spinning from everything that happened this morning."All right. After dinner, I'll take you to the mall. If you don't want to go shopping, just tell me your sizes and I'll ask someone to buy some clothes for you." After the dishes were served on the table, Lucian took his chopsticks and began eating. 'My sizes?'Amelia hugged herself immediately and said warily, "I have my own clothes to wear. You don't need to worry about me!"Lucian looked up and said in a mocking tone, "No one would steal your clothes even if you threw them out in the trash. Since you're now my wife, you need to change your clothes. What you have right now is too shabby and people might tal
The car left the rich and noble villa district and drove off to Amelia's rented apartment.Amelia didn't really plan on going back to that place at all. Staying in that apartment, she would think of Jasper, which made her feel really sad. But she had no other choice. There was nowhere else for her to go.Upon pulling up in front of the apartment complex, Amelia acted completely snobbish towards Lucian. "Mr. Lucian, my home is just in front of you. You can drop me off here," she said.'We're only a couple by virtue of a contract. There's no need for him to actually pretend to be my husband and escort me all the way inside,' she thought.Lucian looked around and saw that there were no residential buildings around. "Our agreement says that I am your husband," he said to Amelia with a thoughtful smile on his face. "Perhaps, I should walk you to the door," he continued. Amelia shook her head. "It's true that we made an agreement, but we really don't have to keep up with this husband and wi
The bedroom was finally quiet, much to Amelia's relief. Her heart had started beating a mile a minute when she saw the cold look on Lucian's face. Her ivory-colored face flushed like a porcelain doll. Noticing that she clenched her fists tightly, Lucian figured she might have become way too nervous. So he put on a smile and said, "They've already left.""Uh..." Amelia answered softly. She opened her eyes wide and asked anxiously, "Where are the photos? Give them to me!"She reached out her tiny hand toward him, looking petite and small as if she was a doll. She had her eyebrows knitted together, which made her difficult to take seriously as she only looked like an angry child."I am very helpful and this is just the start. Plus, if you agree to become my wife, I'll keep these photos and I promise you that no one else is going to see them." Lucian looked at Amelia and flashed her a knowing smile."What did you just say?" Amelia collapsed and shouted. "You bastard! Stop trying to fool m
The next morning, the room was washed by the bright sunlight. The beautiful morning in the luxurious villa was awakened by a rush of footsteps."Mr. Lucian, Mr. Lucian, wake up!" The butler tried to wake up Lucian who was still in a deep slumber. After staying up late last night, Lucian struggled to open his eyes in the morning. Yet, eyes half-open, he could spot the middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair with a solemn face. "Lucian, what are you doing?" A sharp female voice broke the silence of this morning and woke up Amelia who was still suffering from hangover."Oh my God! My head hurts." Amelia touched her head and sat upon the bed. Slowly she opened her eyes and was dumbfounded. Amelia looked around to explore the unfamiliar setting. She felt rather intimidated to be surrounded by a middle-aged man and woman. With much difficulties Amelia found her voice back and said, "Where am I? Why am I here?"Her words made all the heads in the room turn towards her. They looked more sur
Amelia was welcomed with harsh winter winds biting into her skin as soon as she stepped out of Jasper's villa. Suddenly, Amelia realized that she was wearing thin clothes. She clenched her hands, and her eyes were sore. Soon, a pearl of tear dropped from the corners of her eyes.Amelia didn't feel sad for Jasper's betrayal. Rather, she felt hurt as she thought about the cherished moments she spent with him in the past five years spent. What she had considered to be most precious turned out to be a mirage.After wandering aimlessly on the streets for a few hours, Amelia was about to go back to her rental house. But when she thought of the room full of memories of her and Jasper, her feet suddenly felt too heavy to move towards that direction. At that moment, she could only think of her friend, Courtney. Amelia then called her to share this bleak incident with her friend."Oh my God! Who is this, calling me on this special day? Haven't you gone out on a date with Jasper? How come you ar