I blinked rapidly a couple of times, expecting for the image in front of me to disappear like a mirage and just like a figment of my imagination. Everything in me hoped that none of it were real and that I have started hallucinating and seeing things because of my inability to stop thinking about him.My eyes only stung as I kept blinking my eyes. The image of the person sitting on my chair, in the middle of my room, clad in a all black suit, isn't disappearing like a mirage and no I wasn’t hallucinating, it was as vivid as anything could ever be.My legs stood grounded to the spot by the door , unmoving and suddenly rigid. All of the bravery I summed up, ready to hit the intruder with a mop stick melted out of me as I processed the scene before me. Don Dada is in my room. In my house! My mind raced with a million things that I could possibly do. I contemplated running out of here and shutting the door but this is my house! There was no other place I could run to. Then I thought ag
Nick is at my door. Don is in my house. And me? Well I already jumped out of the sandwich situation Don put me in and I’m freaking out. I ran around the room panicking. Don’s eyes followed me and looked at me as if I was crazy. He seemed so unmoved. So calm about the situation but then again, this is all on me. He has no idea that I lied to my best friend and he has absolutely no idea what his being here could cost me. Nick would get so pissed at me.My brain ran short of all the possible lies I could tell him about a strange man that he has never seen before coming out of my house. The knocks got harder. “Common open up! I’m sorry I’m late, I brought snacks!” Don turned to me. “Aren’t you going to open the door for your girly boyfriend?” He used the same words as Luciano but I was too panicked to ask. “And what? Have him come in here and see you inside my apartment?” I grounded out. “Why cant I be seen?” he queried. His mouth forming a pout. Seriously? How could he no
Whenever Don is this close to me, close enough for noses to touch and for our breathing to mix freely, I lose my sense of reasoning. And I think he knows this too because even if we’ve only being in this kind of situation a few times, he’s always daring so close to me and I can’t decide on one reasonable thing to do whenever he does that. Just like right now. Both of us were cooped up in my tiny closet. I could hear every of the breath he let out and the ones he drew in. His blue eyes was the only thing I could see in the darkness of the closet and they had me trapped in them so much that I couldn’t look away. “What are you doing?” I asked with wild eyes.“You should leave already. Nick left three minutes ago”“Not until I get what I want”“What do you want?’“You”I squinted at him in the darkness. “Forget I asked”At this rate, I am going to conclude that Don is going crazy up there and I won’t sit with him and listen to him say things like that to me. I’ve only known this man
That day when Don left, I felt like he took a piece of me with him because all of a sudden, I felt myself and my resolve crumble all at once. Everything felt so unreal. I woke up a few times in the middle of the night after he left and willed myself to believe that his coming here was just a nightmare and that what transpired between us didn’t happen at all.His smell was everywhere in my room and it left a lingering feeling to stir inside of me.As much as I found Don Dada controlling and manipulative, I couldn’t deny the pull I had to him ever since the first night I met him. The desire had been present right from that night and I couldn’t deny my attraction towards him.I couldn’t deny it and yet I couldn’t admit it to his face when he made his own desires clear to me.I couldn’t deny it but it scared me. It scared the hell out of me in ways that’s more than just one.First off, I have never felt that way with anyone. The giddy feeling, the flip-flops of your belly, the supposed b
“What do you want?”I fired at Luciano.Just the sight of him makes my stomach turn. And the fact that it’s all his fault I had to go meet with Don and now he won’t leave me alone, annoys me. Yet he just shows up by the road where I and Nick stood waiting to call a cab, in a fancy car. It’s the first time I’ve seen him outside of my apartment after all these years. And it made me wonder what caused the sudden change of him appearing in a car and stopping by me at the side of the road.Beside me, I could feel the rage and anger that radiated off Nick’s body. Nick has only seen him a few times and he never ceases to get crazily mad at him each time. I can even say he hates his guts more than I do. But Luciano as expected wasn’t moved by both our glares that was pinned on him. His eyes was trained on me.“Hello to you , Claire”He said ignoring my question from earlier. I rolled my eyes at him. I didn’t know what it was that he wanted from me but deep down, I hope it doesn’t involve wan
"Ha bambina, I thought you'd never come""So? Aren't you happy I did? It's what you want isn't it? To take advantage of my desperation".I fired at him.He might not be the current cause of my misfortune and I should probably direct my anger and frustration somewhere else but he was the only one I could think of firing and directing all of my anger at.My heart was full of so much hatred and hurt that I didn't know who else to take them out on. And since he's no better than the devil who did this to me, then he might as well be at the receiving part of my anger.He shook his head, still unmoving from his seat."Questa Ragazza, always having ideas in your head. You've got it all wrong Bambina. I didn't force you to come here though I contemplated it when you didn't show up for days" he stopped and chuckled."But once again, Gattino, I am a very patient man. My patience paid off". He stretched a hand to gesture towards me. "Here you are, on your own" *(Questa Ragazza means "this girl")
I really wished we could just get it over with. I would even wished I was rather drugged to sleep so I would not experience those thrusting and release. The thought of another man apart from Luciano as usual, coming unto me disgusted me for some unknown reasons.I walked out of the VIP room Don Dada was in and was met with those huge guys running after me earlier. Their faces were scowling and I did the same. What the heck! I would never be intimidated by dogs.I shot them a deadly glare, communicating to them that they should move out of my way. Since their boss did not have complaints, they probably thought it was fine to let me go and so they moved out of my way.I strode down to the area where music was blasting. The stench of alcohol was so strong in the air and I somehow felt pleased with it. I moved towards the bar counter and reached out to the bartender."A shot of Tequila." I ordered and he brought my order immediately. I was not even properly dressed for a night club, I was
I did not bother to branch at Nick's apartment and just headed straight to mine. I was pretty sure he would be boiling with so much fury about what happened with Luciano earlier so I decided to let him be. Besides, it was already late into the night and I also needed some restless rest.I got into my apartment and sank into the couch, with Don's thick cologne still in the air. He smelt so damning nice but that was not even the issue now. A part of me felt quite good that things would eventually work out with my revenge and the other part of me was torn and angry.Of course, selling myself in exchange for revenge against Luciano was the least I could do but then I was scared for myself. I started to think, if I eventually get my freedom from Luciano what would I do with my life?I was not sure my dignity and pride as a woman was still intact so I would literally still go out into the world and live as a shadow of myself. No academic qualifications whatsoever, no hidden riches anywhere