Fiancé? What the hell was Sinister doing?Whatever was going on in that head of his, better have good reasons. I've never seen him so calm and collective before, the way he said it seemed so real."Oh don't mind her expression, she's a little shy." He continued with a sweet small laugh.Did the arrogant bastard just laugh?He laughed? What a strange sound."I can see that." The old man replied looking almost impatient and discontented but still, he gave off a wide fake smile," What's your name, may I ask?" Sinister then looked at me and gave a smile. He smiled? Or is the world coming to an end? The day was becoming so frightening. I mean, since when does he even start doing that? That smile even seemed so charmingly gentle and genuine. The bastard! And his eyes, they hid that coldness, that sharp murderous gaze was gone. Indeed they beheld a tender loving affection towards….. Me?At that moment I realized that his eyes were the most alluring shade of grey ever. He was actually hand
You know the saying ' Your worst enemy could be your best friend'? Or something like that?That's was how I felt at this moment.A gun pointed at my head and the only human I could think of was this Arrogant bastard, and to make things worse, he actually came for me."Say, the president's son came to party." The dark man said as he moved the gun to Sinister. " Or should I say, your Prince Charming?"I turned towards the Adam behind me frowning in his direction as I pointed at the guy before me, " Do you know him Sinister?"Sinister was not looking in my direction, but rather behind me.His orbs were on another level of darkness, and they looked dangerous.... Dead dangerous.His jaw was tight, and his neck muscles were popped up threateningly. From my blurry vision, I thought I could notice a slight furrow of his thick eyebrows, but I wasn't sure.He was still not looking at me, and at that, I turned back towards the man to see what he was doing .I gaped, wait….He was no longer the
Ask sinister.Ask sinister.Those words kept ringing in my head all through the night that I could barely sleep. How do I ask that son of a buffalo for an answer when he hated me to the core?I stood up and made my way to the Library to maybe read a book and clear my head. Getting there, no one was around the room. Thank God!Because I couldn't stand to look at any of them.I dragged my fingers through the bookshelf with my eyes tracing the books. Life in space, this could be interesting. I took the book and as I was about to turn, my elbow hit the side of the shelf and something fell out.Good Lord!Is that…. A gun?My body froze in utter fear staring at what fell. I couldn't believe it. With a shaking hands, I stared at the ice cold gun. I brain shot back to the time I was taken and how they had killed that guy without remorse.Where was I? Oh God I had to get out of this house."What a beautiful scene." A voice called out from behind and I froze once more. My heart was beating a m
That can be arranged?What a douch."I'm not doing anything for you, and I'm leaving ." As I was about to walk away he pulled me back to him."Let me go!" "Don't you want to stay with me Angel?" He chuckled."Stop it." I breathed, " You can't keep me here.""Can't I?" He grinned wolfishly."You-This is kidnapping!""At least I saved you, you would have been dead by now."Everything was beginning to become so blurry, the place seemed like it was spinning. Why was I so dizzy? I felt weak. Dear God, what was happening?My eyelids were too heavy to peel open. I felt a soft comfort beneath me. Shifting a bit, I brushed my face on another softness. Forcefully, I tried to open my eyes but it only got as far as 'squint-level' open. Was I on a bed? Taking note of my surroundings, I shot up with a gasp.This room was different from the one I've been staying in."Miss Grey." A voice suddenly startled me. Turning to the side a noted a woman holding a stack of clothes. She looked like she worked
Alberto left immediately he informed me that sinister wanted to see me.It's been almost three hours and I've been snuggling in the bed without going down. I wasn't in the best mood to see anyone.There was a loud knock and the door swung open.Nope. Satan was inside the room. He was in the room!His eyes pierced at mine as he moved closer to the bed."The bed must be really soft, making it hard for you to leave it, no?" "Let's just say, I'm the indoor kind of lady. No?" I glared at him. The blue in his eyes seemed to flicker, but he was quick to avoid it."I sent for you some while ago, you don't seem to like taking instructions do you Miss?" He sat on the chair opposite the bed, crossing his long elegant legs."If you are going to kill me then do it quick.""Who said anything about killing you," he replied with an easy laugh, "I have other plans for you. Besides, disciplining your sisters would be more fun right?""You wouldn't dare." My voice was aching and soft."I would." He f
"You still hadn't told me." I began while on the road with the radio turned on."What?""The content of the folder my brother took." Sinister laughed as if it was some kind of joke, "You think I can just spill the tea like a gossip partner? You didn't even say please.""Please." I forced myself to say."That's not going to cut it. "Please! What do I have to do for you to tell me?"As I said that, I noticed a wild smirk played on his face, "You should really understand what you're saying angel. You should understand what you're Offering. So be a good little girl and shut that pretty little mouth of yours if you want to keep yourself intact."I have a tired sigh understanding that the Adam before me wasn't going to spill anything about the folder. Looking at my reflection on the car mirror, I felt utterly depressed. Maybe it was because of my child-like innocent face that everyone never took me serious. And maybe it was because of my petite body and short height as well. I bit my lips
The air was tensed.A pin dropped could sound like an atomic bomb right now."Don't tell me you are revealing the family legacy to this cheap little slut Alexander." Mikhail growled at Sinister.In that precise moment, sinister aggressively clutched on Mikhail's suit. For some reason, I panicked. "Wait!" I stopped Sinister by slipping myself in front of Sinister. Facing Mikhail, I spoke, "He's right, I won't be here for long. I just need to find my brother then I'm out of your hair I promise." I felt the Adam behind me gulp hard, but I didn't bother turning to face him."Sinister, why don't you conclude a meeting tonight to discuss things better, HeT?" The old man spoke from behind to Sinister."Prepare a room beside mine, She stays here. Come Grey." Sinister moves to leave and followed swiftly.As we were about to walk away, Nadia spoke up with her voice laced of humid detest, " Idiotic troll of a girl, the sooner she leaves, the better."Hearing that, I stopped. That damned wo
He wasn't there.Thank God.I noticed that at the side of the bed, my suitcase was neatly placed. Maybe it would be a good idea to take a bath. I needed to cool down anyway, just to relax. Grabbing whatever clothes I needed, I headed back to the bathroom and filled the tub. I removed my clothes, threw my robe over me and sat on the vanity of his bathroom. Again, it was such an elegant place to be in, mixed with a pinch of modern men's style.Leaning my head against the mirror, I closed my eyes.Ah, peace of mind."Becky!" A voice roared, suddenly bringing me back to my senses.Jumping off the vanity, I quickly closed the tap and listened until the beast spoke again."So help me God if you don't open this bloody door right now I swear I would fucking murder you inside there and enjoy it!" "Calm your tortillas Grandpa, I'll be done soon." I retorted with a tired yawn, frustrated at him."I've been waiting for over an hour." His voice seemed impatient.One hour, wow, I really knocked ou
Sinister’s POV I should hate this girl. She's nothing but problems. And yet, I find it most difficult to stare away right now. Her dark hair tousled down her back and over her shoulder as she leaned against the leather interior of the limo. She pressed her head gently against it as her eyes grew wary and distant. She'd been peeling the dead skin off her fingertips subconsciously since we got in here. Were the heels really that high? I shouldn't have asked the lady for the best pair. I should have just gone with the most comfortable pair. It was my fault. But how was I to know she couldn't walk in them? How was I to know anything about her? The navy gown clung to her body effortlessly. If anything, she could easily get mistaken for an angel fallen upon the earth. God. I pushed the thought away. What the actual fuck was I saying? She was a fallen angel sure, one just like Lucifer at least. Fallen upon me to frustrate the living daylight out of me. Her face glowed under the moonligh
~^~ "Me being with you would have been dangerous, Becky. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you because of my selfish decision." “James knew, didn't he? You were with him that day when you went after Vincelli." I strained my voice to even speak. With a pause, “Yes, but I couldn't get you involved anymore. Grey, you have this life ahead of you. It's a great life, why are you looking back?" “Because you're there." “Becky," he breathed, stunned at that, his eyes softening. “You have my heart. You’ll always do. I'm perplexed as to what you see in a monster like me but maybe that's why I'm so drawn to you. You see me as virtuously human and I feel otherwise and somehow or the other you see me as worthy and I could never understand your kindness. I love you, fuck, you make me so weak." Slipping my hand into his, I closed the space between us, pressing my body against his and my head against his chest. His heartbeat was fast and steady as he wrapped his free ha
~^~ "He was one of my closest friends. Shall I have this dance? For him?" James asks as he puts out his hand. Pleasantly, I danced with him and it almost felt as if he was trying to sober me back up before someone else asked for a dance. Dance after dance and my feet were getting sore. Many of Archer's friends seemed to somehow have 'taken a liking to me' as Archer said in a somewhat cautious manner when he pulled me aside but I assured him that they weren't my type. God even knows what my type was. Walking back to the bar, I had another drink, and because I was a "lady" and most importantly, Archer's long-lost little sister, I had to upkeep a decent reputation- wine- no beer for me. Also, I couldn't kick that one guy violently to smash his banana when he tried to slide his hand down the equator. “I’m not sure if you're trying to get drunk or sober:" A man said to me from the side. “Is both an option?" "Only if you're trying to kill yourself." He started with a soft short
*~*The weight of the world seemed to be crashing down upon me or rather tugging mercilessly at the strings that sewed together the broken pieces of my heart. The entire flight I kept to myself and the weeks that came as well.Everything felt painful and it wasn't even that time of the month. “Do you know, when it was your birthday while you were in the coma, he spent every single second of the day with you? He didn't even give a shit about work. Whatever that day was, he canceled all plans and stayed at your bedside for every second. He was in so much pain seeing you like that, Becky. I almost envied that- that brotherly affection. It was beyond me."Snapping back to her attention as I heard that I held back a tear from escaping, she was right. I was being so selfish right now. I'm grieving but it feels like I'm hurting everyone around me.“I’m sorry," I said softly trying to recollect myself and my thoughts. "Let's do something for him. He deserves it."There was a certain light to
~^~“Jesus." I heard him say softly.“Well, I mean it's Becky, but I guess I can work with Jesus if you want."Not a moment passed by when I felt strong arms embrace me."I thought you were.” He choked within his sentence filled with joy and sadness and a somewhat bitter longing. “But. you're here, you're okay."Returning his hug, I felt so many emotions swarm within my soul, I missed you, James. I was looking for you. You said you'd come back two years ago and-""I did Becky, believe me, I did. My heart broke when I saw you in the hospital in that state I just didn't know what to do. I felt like I failed you, I disappointed you and Mare. I didn't get to you in time.""James," I said faintly, "Marc-""I know, but I keep telling myself that he's in a better place."In that second the back door near us bolted open and an awestruck Moe stood with his face paled as he saw James who released me slowly and faced him with kind eyes, "Jamie?"My voice dripping with agony brought his attention
~^~As the sun gave birth to the sky, I quickly packed my luggage and left the apartıment leaving a 'Be Back Soon' note to Nadia on the refrigerator. So help me God, let me know what I'm doing. Somehow it just felt right to go there.Walking into the airport, I went to my flight and sat at my specified seat. Taking a deep breath, shut my eyes ready for the flight to take off when I heard a familiar voice. “You forgot this."Looking up I saw Nadia arching her eyebrows while taking the seat next to me, giving me my phone."What are you doing here?" I frowned, shocked at her presence. Nadia inhaled deeply and tiredly made herself comfortable in the seat, "I honestly don't know why but somehow this trip seems to be important to you. Also, your company kind of grew on me."Smugly I smiled, “Aww, you mean you'd miss me."She rolled her eyes and asked, "So where exactly are we going'?"“I have no idea.""Becky, you can't be serious!" She exclaimed as we walked into the airport, "You didn't
~^~You never know what life is until near death hits you. And you'd never know what love is unless you lose- be it your ego, your vices, your hate, your time, or your love. That's the harsh reality of our burdened lives.I opened my eyes to feel the binding lights above me as my body drowned in the stiffening bed I rested on. A sudden chill ran across my body as I turned slightly to take note of the sun dying for the sky to breathe through the small window at the side. Where was I? Looking down at my body, I found myself decorated with hospital equipment for patients. Pushing away the oxygen mask from my face, I stumbled out the bed with an intense migraine. Why was I in a hospital? God, my head hurt. I pressed my hands against my temples as I moved across the room to the window.“Becky? Oh my God! Nurse!" I turned to see Nadia at the doorway of the room as she smiled almost in shock and tears streamed down her face. Something about her lookeddifferent.Archer suddenly rushed to my
~^~ “Damn." Archer frowned, “What happened to you, Banks?” “Your fucking sister did!" She screamed about to plunge towards us but I grabbed one of Archer's needles from his pocket and stuck it in her neck. “You are very welcome." I breathed in relief and looked at him, "Alright, let's go." "Guys just get out of there, we'll leave it to the COSR, James probably left already. There Is need to be inside that place right now. Come on out, It's dangerous." Nadia stated, "Come back." “I’ll run through the place once more," Archer suggested, I know how to handle myself, I'm sending Becky back." "Because Becky is a dog you can just take for a walk to meet a notorious drug-lord slash killer, and send back." I smiled, “But don't worry, I'm going I'm going, no need to rush for my presence boys. There's plenty of this attitude to go around, calm YO-selfs." I heard Moe’s chuckle from the ear piece, “Yeee, you’re becoming more like me.” Whatever. As I was about to take the next ste
As we walked I felt nauseated by the place, every step of the way."Don't worry, we just need to buy Moville sometime to find James."Over the earphones, we heard Moe speak, "When I find Jamie, I'll send you a code phrase.""What code phrase?" Nadia asked through the speaker."It's, Uncle Moe 's got a big package."“Is this even necessary?" Nadia scoffed as Nik laughed at her disgust."Once he gets Novak, it doesn't matter." Sinister voiced.Archer and I stood in front of this large deeply polished oak door and knocked twice when we heard a voice signal us to enter. As we did, there sat a thin tall man whose hair was neatly brushed back, at a desk whose chair was turned to face a large open-concept window that overlooked the mountain lights above and beyond. It was a beautiful sight I had to admit."Isn't it lovely, Kitty?" The man began in a rough yet smooth voice, “You loved to come up here and look at the stars with me. She particularly loved to be up here with you as well. It was