Bryce was furious. His breathing had gone from erratic pants to an outburst of cusses and swearings. The last thing he had expected was walking into his building to see Hera leaving with someone else and the worst part of everything was that it was none other than that dude from the game.Were they seeing each other?No. He knew that Hera was way too cultured for that. She would never go against her principles to be with someone but then what if she did? He knew that he was supposed to trust her but now, he just didn't know anymore.Was she that angry at him? Hera had never been the one to hold a grudge. She tries as much as possible to iron out their differences before they escalated and got out of control so why now? Why isn't she trying? Why is she avoiding him instead and to make matters worse, why is she going out with that guy? damnit!He had thought that she would've moved past their issues by now but she hasn't.This week as been the longest and excruciating week that he has e
"Bryce, do you like Hera?" Max's voice penetrated through Bryce's dark hazel world and he straightened himself to look at Max who eyes were fixated on him.Does he like Hera? Does he even know what that word means? All he knew was that he wanted her close to him. He didn't like it when he saw her with someone else that's not him. He was overly protective and jealous when she's in the company of another man. He loved seeing her laugh, her smile seems to warm his heart for some reason and even though he didn't want to think about her, he couldn't help but do the exact opposite. Does that count as liking someone?"Bryce I cannot help you if you hold back from telling me exactly what's going on with you. Do you like Hera or not?" Max repeated and watched closely to see his friend's reaction.Damn! Hera was good and he'd give her that. She had managed to thaw his best friend's frozen heart and has somehow managed to break through his thick barriers."I don't know." He blurted out at last a
All through the drive, Bryce thought of a million and one ways to murder that bastard when he laid his hands on him. First he would beat him up to a pulp and then he would offer him as a burnt offering to his ancestors so that they would see first-hand, just how stupid and foolish he was to have gotten himself tangled up with his woman.Yes, he might not want to admit it yet but Max was right. Hera just wasn't a friend to him. She was more than that and he has realized that too. Earlier today when she hadn't come back home, he felt as if something inside him had died which was weird on so many levels because he had never felt anything strange to the point where he would be driving at such high speed in the middle of the night just because he wanted to get to a woman.It was both intriguing and laughable. All his life, he had done absolutely everything in his power to not get entangled by any woman. Hell, he had even refrained from anything that would take him down that path and now al
Bryce drove home after placing Hera comfortably on the car seat. She didn't wake till they arrived home and he simply let her sleep till he drove into his mansion. She stirred awake then and her eyes fluttered as she took in her surrounding. She was in a car? She looked around and her apartment came into view. When did she leave Ben's house? She was sleeping comfortably over there so when did she leave? "You're awake." She heard the familiar voice of Bryce from opposite her and she clenched her fists angrily. Ben had done what she clearly asked him not to do. He had called Bryce to pick her up. She didn't want to see him so why would he do that? And without her permission as well? He was the last person on earth that she wanted to talk to. She had been avoiding him for a reason after all. "Let's get you inside—" He tried to reach out to her but she pulled away as though he had burned her. Her reaction left him hurt and completely speechless. Hera had never tried to avoid his touch ne
"Can we start all over again Hera?" Bryce asked when she remained silent and didn't say anything more about his previous remark. He was lost and utterly confused and the fact that she was incredibly silent at the moment, didn't help matters at all. He didn't know if he had finally managed to get through to her of if she had forgiven him. Her silence was slowly starting to scare him, which is weird because he never gets scared when it has something to do with Hera.But whatever her response would be, he knew one thing would always be certain, he would not stop apologizing until she is finally ready to forgive him. He would make sure that no matter what happens, she would learn to forgive him.Hera on the other hand felt conflicted. She was battling with herself and her principles at the moment. Accepting to be his friend again only meant one thing; She would be back into his life again and she would not be able to escape all of those things that she tried to escape. She would not be ab
"Are you dried up yet?" Bryce asked from the living room in Hera's apartment where they had been seated ever since they alighted his car. For some reason, he couldn't go back to his mansion and had decided to crash at her place for the night. Hera knew that it was a big step, letting a man into her apartment to spend the night but she let him anyways. She couldn't send him away even if she wanted to. Especially not after what they had just being through tonight."Almost." She answered from her bedroom. She had been trying to wipe her hair dry ever since she got out from the shower. Drying her hair had not always been the easiest chore but it was either she tried to or got her bed wet tonight with dripping water.She sat down at the edge of the bed and ran the towel through and through, in a bid to get all the water out."You're not going to get it out like that." She heard Bryce's voice from behind her. She turned around to see him leaned against the door of her bedroom. For how long
"My father was a bastard. A very big one." Bryce muttered and Hera swallowed. She wasn't used to such vulgar words but he was hurt so she would let him. If this is the way he wanted to express himself and let out all the pain, then she would encourage him as long as he felt better afterwards. "My mother and father were not always in love as I had imagined. They were forced to get married by their parents and had always pretended to be together for public eyes.""My dad was an abuser and a manipulator." He said at last. "I didn't know because mom was so good at hiding it. He would protray her to the world as someone who was mentally unstable and couldn't put her shit together. She would cover her scars with dresses, wear heavy make-up and would smile to the media that she was okay. Everyone thought that her marriage was heaven on earth, but they didn't know half the shit that happened at home behind closed doors."The more he spoke, the more he gripped her hands tightly. Hera felt his
Bryce woke up to find Hera's side of the bed completely empty. The last thing he remembered was curling up on her thighs till he drifted off to sleep so where did she go? They had slept together and he was sure of it. There's no way in hell that she'd leave him to sleep somewhere else. The possibility of that happening was one hundred to one percent but he was hoping that she didn't. Just then, she walked into the room holding a tray containing breakfast of different sorts."Good morning." She greeted and a smile lit up on his face. He was genuinely happy to see her. She didn't leave."You didn't leave." It was more of a statement than a question. He thought that telling her his past had maybe scared her off or maybe he had thought that his presence had scared her away from her own bedroom but he was wrong. He didn't want her to feel scared or threatened by him. He was hoping that they had crossed that bridge. He was really hoping that she didn't consider him a monster like he'd hoped