I stood in front of a mirror and took in my appearance. I was wearing a black pencil skirt with a short skit behind and a red turtle neck shirt. I smoothened the skirt around me, then turned to zip it up. It was, however, a bit too tight, and I started to move it up in order to get the zipper up.A knock suddenly came on the door, and I turned letting go of the zipper. The skirt was thankfully tight enough to stay on me."Come in," I said, and Florian slowly stepped in.My eyes widened a bit as I took him in. He was wearing a full suit, his hair slightly ruffled and falling above his forehead in curled waves."Hey."I bit down on my lips, then turned back to the mirror. "You look like the Florian I imagined right now."I turned to see his expression, but he had none. Like always. "And who is the Florian you imagined?"He moved away from the wall, then slowly came behind me. I watched him through the mirror as he leaned to keep his phone on the dresser in front of me."Let me help you.
Florian had been waiting downstairs like he always did, and I slowly walked down to him, my smile small. He was a little distracted by something, and I came in front of him, my eyes taking a bit of time to watch him. His eyes were thin, and his brows slightly furrowed as he spaced out.He turned to me fairly quickly, however, and I gave him a small smile."What were you thinking about?" I asked, turning to the TV he appeared to be watching.Right as I turned to it, he turned the TV off. My face dropped, and I turned to him."What's it?"He shrugged. "It was nothing. Just a...""Are you watching adult stuff?" I asked, my eyes thin."I do adult stuff, sweetheart."My eyes widened, and I turned red as extremely clear flashbacks of our first night together came to mind. I instinctively brought my hands to cross over my chest, and he gave a small chuckle."Let's go. I will drive."I swallowed, then nodded, hoping he would leave so I could fight against the demons in my head, but he didn't
The tension the car thickened, and I found myself looking between Florian's lips and his eyes, my chest heaving hard, my body trembling with anticipation. He gave a small smirk before he started to pull away. Disappointment washed over me, and I blinked rapidly, trying my best to hide just how much I had needed him to go through with it.Give me his taste as punishment for disobedience, and I am forever stamped to he a bad girl. "Florian, I..." I trailed off, then shook my head.His eyes moved to something behind me, and for the first time in so long, I saw the same blinding wicked smile light his face up.His sharp canines came on display, his eyes thinning, the red lights of wickedness splashing through his orbs.My brows furrowed, but I didn't have much time to contemplate before he covered the distance, his left hand wrapping around the nape of his neck, the thumb of the same hand coming below my chin to raise my face up, at an angle that would give him the sort of space he want
"A heart attack?" Florian said before I could get my mind to boot and process the words Ronan had just spoken. "How very convenient, right, Ronan?"Ronan turned to Florian, his head slightly raised, his brows furrowed. "Why? Are you going to stop your little cum bucket from seeing her mother in what could very well be her last moments"Florian sucked in a sharp breath, and took a step towards Ronan. Florian easily towered above Ronan, and I remember back then, whenever Ronan would go looking for trouble, Florian's imposing height was good enough to scare the opponents away.The opponent was now Ronan, and even though he stood his ground, I could see a wave of fear flash through his eyes."And if I do?" Florian asked, in a tone that told both of us that he wasn't asking. He was daring Ronan to any sort of foul play. "If I do stop her, what would you do, bestie?"The entire area went quiet, and my mind registered it. It would be very convenient for Ronan to just say that my mother had a
"He is using you," Ronan said once we got out of the driveway, his brows drawn, his eyes fixed on the road."You don't know that," I said, my voice so low it was almost a whisper. I felt horrible for just letting go of Florian's hand when he was the only one to extend a hand to me when I truly needed it. I felt like a traitor, just like Ronan and Damien, and it didn't help matters that I was in Ronan's car like he hadn't shown me utmost hostility ever since it happened."Oh, I do. You are naive. Dumb. Unintelligent. A fucking typical girl who wants to jump ships and run towards any man who offers her a...""Don't you fucking say that about me! You aoded Damien to cheat, a day before our wedding.""And what if I did?" He asked, turning to me briefly. "For goodness fucking sake, he was going to have to listen to your stupid whining and deal with whatever boring sex you bring to the table. You couldn't even offer him one night of freedom?"My chest heaved, and I turned, searching for so
"No," I said, pushing myself away from the floor. The girls got out of bed and started to move, each doing a little dance around Damien. I didn't even have the time to be sad about Damien. I just needed to get out of here. I needed to fucking leave."Bring her here," Damien said, and the girls immediately walked towards me. I turned, grabbing the first thing I saw. A bottle. I smashed it on the ground, ignoring the several shards of glass that flew out to my hand, cutting my skin."Don't you dare!" I yelled, turning the sharp edge of the bottle towards them. "Don't you dare come close or I swear...""She won't be able to do anything," Damien said, letting go of the last bit of clothing and dignity he had. "And your resistance is just turning me on.""You are a fucking bastard!""I know. Florian made sure I found out. Florian made sure I fucking knew! And that is why he is going to meet you here, undone in my bed, because that is exactly what he did to me. It will hurt him, wouldn't
The sun was starting to set when I stirred awake. My body felt a little better now, but still sore, my chest heaving lightly as I turned around. The drapes were wide open, the lights dim, and the ambience calm.I turned, and Florian was standing by the dresser, his back to me. I don't think he knew I was awake, his phone to his ear.He was gently tapping on the dresser, his head slowly moving to some sort of rhythm that only he could hear."F..." I started to say but stopped as he spoke into the phone."Get me the whereabouts once he is out, then. I would like to personally pay him a visit."My brows furrowed, and I let out a small groan, and I tried to push myself to sit up. He turned, his eyes taking me in before he quickly dropped the phone and covered the distance. "Hey. What are you doing?"I met his eyes, then swallowed. "Florian.""Mhm?"I bit down on my lips, then turned around. He had covered all of the wounds I had incurred, and even the sting on my face felt a little bette
I turned to him slowly, my lips parting against his skin from just how close we were, my mind finally finding a bit of ease after the hours of self torment. He met my eyes without leaning away, the intensity turning my stomach to mush, my body immediately catching unto the waves of desire and restrained lust, and something purer helmed between the two.My hand gently moved, and my fingers pushed through his hair, and then through his neck, my eyes darting slowly across both of his."I was worried," I admitted in a slow whisper, my chest heaving. "I was worried you would hate me."He let his thumb run over the edge of my lips. "It would be impossible to hate you, Roxanne.""I want to believe you.""You should," he said, his eyes leaving mine for a few steady seconds to settle on my lips. "You should believe me. I haven't said words that I believe more, either.""Why?" I asked, my eyes flicking up to him again. "Why me?"His lips lifted up in a small smile. A smile that did not reach hi
I leaned away from Florian, my hands still loosely wrapped around his waist, my eyes looking up to his. "I meant every word.""Oh, I know," he said, gently stroking my face. "I know you did."I swallowed, then turned towards the room I had just come out of, my anger fuelling even more. I hated that he would have it so damn easy. That he wouldn't see his life flash in front of him like Florian's parents did. That he wouldn't feel the gruelling pain and humiliation that Ellinel felt before she died. That he would simply lie here and get away with everything."Let me treat you tonight," Florian whispered, causing me to turn back to him."Roast?" I asked, and he broke into his breathtaking smile that I knew for a fact that he reserved for just me."Roast, baby girl."He held my hand tight, and I felt my brain shut off as he led me out of the hospital towards his own car. The car that had driven me here was parked next to it, and Florian waved it away.We got into the car, and Florian lean
I walked down the long hallways that led to my father's hospital room. It was in the VIP section, hence it was much quieter than the rest of the hospital, and the only sound I could hear was the clinking of my heels against the tiled floor.I stopped in front of VIP room 8, my eyes cold as I examined the cold door. My fingers tightened around the printed will papers I was holding and all of the information Florian had regarding my father's mistress and her twenty year old son.It made me laugh just thinking about how I thought I was second favourite. I hadn't even been in the equation. Not even Ronan was, but he deserved that. He had been in the equation long enough."Hello?"I turned, and a nurse gave me a small smile. "Hello.""Who are you?" She asked, her voice polite. "I am his daughter," I said, a small smirk appearing on my lips. Of course, I was his daughter. Only one demon can take out another."Oh, sure, then. He has not had any visitors ever since he went into another card
The house was awfully quiet, and I lay in ned all alone, my eyes fixed on the chandelier hanging from it. My mind reeled with all of the inconsistencies that I hadn't noticed all these years.How I never realized just how bad these people were. How shameless they were, fighting for money that was never even theirs.I swallowed hard and turned on my stomach, burying my face in the pillow. It haunted me just how Florian had to stand by and watch it all happen. How he had to watch himself still want me despite everything.I gave a small grunt and sat up, my heart burning with anger. It all felt like it was happening right now for me. Like I was seeing my father threatening Florian's father for money that originally belonged to the latter. It haunted my soul that they could have spent that blood money in me, for something, and it felt like I owed Florian a bigger apology.I got out of bed and slowly went down the stairs. I stopped at the very foot of the stairs, however, as the sound of s
I held unto Florian's waist even as he gently parked the bike, then leaned back and removed his helmet. I reluctantly let go of him and got off the bike, and he got off too, taking my helmet from me as he gently balanced it on the bike. He turned, holding my hand as softly as the subset lights were resting in his hair, his eyes tender. "Is this alright?" I swallowed, my eyes slowly moving to the gate. "Will they want to see me?" He gave a small chuckle. "I am sure they will." I nodded, and he gently led me towards the gate. He pushed open and slowly started to lead me into the long rows of his family that have passed on. I held my breath throughout the short trip that took us to the side by side graves where his parents lay forever, and I immediately felt my heart drop. "Hi, Mum, Dad." Florian's voice was casual, and it reflected just how close he was with his parents, and it extended to even right now. "Sorry, I haven't been able to come around recently. I am all grown up, and I
I watched the sun as it set, while Florian lay in my lap, his body spread on the bed, his bare back tinted a warm light brown by the sun, his hair sprawled all over me. I had my fingers buried in his hair and my other hand running down his back.His fever had gone down after a few pills, and it seemed to have knocked him out. I leaned, kissing the top of his back, before I leaned away, just as a familiar ding reached my ears.I turned, and his phone that was sitting on the bedside drawer to my right was lit up, most probably with a message.I swallowed hard, looking down at him. I wasn't sure if he would have let me read the message had he been awake, but morbid curiosity haunted my mind, and I found myself reaching for the phone.I stopped, however, my chest heaving. Knowing how heavily involved with my family Florian was, there was a very good chance that it would be about them. I am not sure I want to ruin this evening with them. I am not sure I want to ruin this day by discovering
"I am sorry," I said to Florian, reaching to cup his face. "I wanted to make something for you."He nodded slowly. "So why are you fighting with a maid? You can just have her escorted out."I bit down on my lips. "I am sorry. I let my jealousy take over for a minute."He didn't reply but raised his eyes to the maid that was still standing behind us. I turned to her too, my eyes wide, my chest heaving hard as I watched her."You heard me the first time. Leave.""Sir, please. I beg of you. I was simply cooking porridge for you and...""Don't let me repeat myself, Savannah. Please leave."Florian turned to me. "Be careful."I nodded, and he started to turn away from both of us. "You know I can love you better, sir," came Savannah's strained voice, her breaths so loud that it made her voice sound a little muffled. "You know I would never remind you of the things you want to forget. You know I would never be selfish. You know I would never ever huet you. You know that, sir."Florian turn
I gently ran my fingers through Florian's hair, my eyes fixed on his sleeping frame. He was wearing a robe around him, his head resting on my lap, his lips slightly parted. His body was burning up, but he preferred having me sit right here than be Iver him, trying to bring down his temperature with a cold towel.I leaned, my eyes darting across both of his closed ones. He was slightly reddish, and against his layer judgement, I gently moved his sleeping frame, then got out of bed.I walked to the restroom and grabbed a small towel and his first aid kit. I dampened the towel, squeezed the excess water off, and then walked back to the room. Luckily for me, he wasn't awake, and I sat next to him, keeping the towel and the first aid box away.I gently loosened the knot of his robe, then pulled it down to his waist, leaving him shirtless upwards. I then slowly brought the damp towel to his body.The first I pressed it unto him, he gave a small shiver, but then slowly fell back asleep, his
The ride home was quiet, but at least Florian let me hold until his hand tight. I watched his profile, my eyes blurred with tears. I hated myself for pushing him to this point. I hated myself for the blood I carried in my veins. I hated the time I wasted without letting myself go for someone who I knew would absolutely do it for me.We finally got home, and Florian went out, then came around and opened the door for me. His eyes held mine for a long minute before he turned away, closing the car door, before he walked away.I stopped by the door, watching his back as he made his way up the stairs, letting go of the cat keys on one of the stairs and never even looking back.I blinked, my face dropping, the emotions heavy on my heart. I slowly followed him, wondering if he would still come to my room tonight, like he always did. I wouldn't even want him to. I wanted him to be selfish and not spend the night in the arms of the person who reminds him of everything he keeps trying to run aw
ROXANNE'S P.O.V It felt like the wind was knocked right out of my lungs. Ronan? Ronan was a little bitch but... I slowly looked up to Florian.Florian wouldn't lie to me, especially right now. Florian wouldn't make things up right now, and he definitely wouldn't do so much for an anger that wasn't justified."What's that look?" He asked, laughing slightly. "Why would you be surprised? I told you she was dead the other day.""I...""You guarded your heart a little too hard again, didn't you?" He gave a small pause, his brows raised. "You... we both know you asked now only because you still want to guard your heart. That's why you forgot that she wasn't even living competition. That's why everything passes for you like these rain clouds. Because you keep guarding your heart a little too hard. A little too selfishly, Roxanne.""Florian..""What are you going to say to me?" He asked, his voice breaking. I never thought I would see Florian reach this point, and fuck, it scared me. "That