I saw Xianre from afar and waved my hand. She looked in my direction and her eyes widened as our eyes met. She tapped Sheldon’s shoulder before pointing her finger to me and ran at my direction. She hugged me as tight as she could as soon as she arrived. “You’re safe, Leigh! I’m glad!” she declared.I patted her back. “I’m sorry for worrying you.” This time, even if it wasn’t my intention to worry her, I still did and I admit that I have a fair share of fault this time. I ignored her calls. Xianre shook her head. “It's my fault for overreacting.”“No. It’s my fault this time.”I looked around exhaustedly and saw Bryce and Sheldon walking calmly behind Xianre. The people who were swarming around earlier as if inside a public market made way for the two as they walked. “They looked like Princes if not for their rotten attitude. Their looks are just so fine,” Xianre whispered. I nodded my head in agreement to what she said. Although I was accustomed to agreeing with someone to avoid
Bryce called for me right after I changed clothes. Now, I am currently being escorted by the maid on my way to his office. I tried to look enthusiastic about this since this was meant to ease my boredom but it's destroying my mood even more. I snorted before looking around.The mansion never failed to amaze me even after weeks of living here. The more I roam around the mansion, the more I become bewildered by their fortune. To flaunt their wealth, the Vergaras used such expensive stones in building the mansion. Even the chandelier looked like it was made of gold. The diamonds hanging around the chandelier reflect making some luminous lights lighting up the place. Even the floor costs fortunes.It must be good to be born with gold’s spoon, huh?The maid stopped in front of a big dark door and hell, it looked like a doorway to death. I feel like the maid was sending me to my last destination. Death.I took a deep breath before knocking. There was no answer from him so I decided to kn
‘Sir Bryce is waiting for you at his office, my lady.’That was what the maid said first thing in the morning and somehow, it irritated me. I haven’t even eaten my breakfast yet and the news that that man wanted me to go to his office again got into my nerves. He really treats me like his servant. I took a deep breath.Hell. All of them were getting on my nerves lately. The incident about Bryce making me wait for hours in front of his office spread and became the servant’s gossip. Some even mocked me for it, especially the maid who was serving me at the moment. I heard someone knock on the door before it burst open. The sound coming from the sandal didn’t escape my ears as well as how slow those footsteps are. I am currently looking at my reflection in the mirror when the girl stormed into my room. Her curly hair and usual glare didn’t change at all. Hanzel Green looked at me with disdain. “Somehow, I envy you for the things that you own now. This was meant to be mine in the first
I woke up a little cold. I quivered. The floor was getting damper and colder as the night went deeper. My vision got all blurry and all I could hear was myself catching my own breath. I forced myself to get up and knocked on the door hoping that someone was guarding the door outside but to no avail. I didn't think that they would really leave me here without giving me food to eat and a quilt to cover myself in the midst of the cold. To make my situation worse, the heater isn't working. I rubbed my hands against each other. It brought me a little warmth though it didn't make me feel any less cold at all. I chuckled humorlessly. I used to complain about our apartment because of its cramped space but now, I wish this room was a little bit narrower so it won't be this cold. Hah… I miss my home. I looked at the right side and saw the wardrobe. I already checked it earlier and it doesn't have a blanket in it but it was a little warmer inside. The temperature inside the wardrobe is less
What the hell is he doing here? And what in the world is going on here? I looked at Gabriel confusedly. I thought we're on the same page — that we're the same. I thought he loathed the nobility so much that he would die in sight of one. Guess that I am over exaggerating things. Looking at him now, he doesn't look disgusted even one bit. “You were shot,” Gabriel declared. I brushed my eyes and looked at his irritated face. “And you didnʼt even tell anyone.” He sighed as he walked nearer to my bed. “What should I do with your stubbornness? I might die of a heart attack because of your recklessness, Ran.” For him to whisper my name affectionately in front of my contractual partner, I can't help but admire his audacious attitude. But I am well aware that he's digging his own grave right now.Bryce cleared his throat. “You don't have to do anything, Gab. She's my responsibility,” he declared. “You locked her up in a cold room, Bryce.” Gabriel grabbed Bryce's collar. “And you dare to s
“And I won't let anyone lay a hand on her nor would I stay adamant if someone tries to steal my woman,” he declared. “I don't care whoever it is. I'll kill them all for sure.”My heart skipped a beat after hearing what Bryce said. His voice was rigid as usual but the words he was spouting were warm as if he meant every word he said. If I didn't know any better, I would have believed he really meant it. And unlike Ace, Bryce wouldn't talk like this unless he meant it or he needed something and that required him acting like he's in love with me. On my part, I would like to believe that the latter is the case. Him acting affectionately like this gave me goosebumps. He's freaking me out. “If you kept on acting like this, I might misunderstand that you really like Ran and your relationship with her isn't contractual, Bryce.” Gab sighed and crossed his arms. “Maybe it is a good thing that I know you since we're still a kid, no?” he asked. He looked at Bryce and smiled wryly. “Remember Ha
Morning. The sun is already rising in the east and the maids were already in my room doing their work. If irritating me is part of their job, I can say that they are really doing a great job at it. They are getting on my nerves. Their scrutinizing eyes landed on me again as they laughed as if mocking me. “Serve her right for stealing Ma'am Hanzel's place in this house.” I bet they intended to make it loud enough for me to hear. If they are going to make me leave this house, they should at least make an effort to do it. Not this way. Not through a child's play. Because this kind of prank won't work. I've been living my life hearing ridicules and mockery from our neighbors after spending a night with that fucking mafia. I've heard something worse than this. And I never steal anything from anyone. I rolled my eyes and decided to just check my wound. Unlike yesterday, it wasn't bleeding anymore. “And to think that she's faking her illness to get Sir Bryce's attention. She's really w
“N-No. Nothing,” I stuttered. He cleared his throat. “You need to move faster, Leigh. I still have a meeting with the executives.”I nodded my head and smiled before walking towards the bathroom. Weird. Really weird. He's been acting more like a different person since yesterday and it's making me anxious. And the way he looked at me gives me the creeps. I don't have any idea what's going on through his head but it seems like I am his target. Again. I took a shower and did my morning routine. The smell of the shower gel made me think about his manly scent. He smells really nice. I quickly washed my body and slapped my cheeks. Stop thinking about him, damn it! Just stop.After bathing, I wore a formal dress and black sandals. I got out of the wardrobe and saw the two men in my room. Sheldon was standing still near the door while Bryce was sitting on the sofa.Bryce looked at me. “That suits you better,” he complimented. I looked at Sheldon and furrowed my brows and looked at Bryce
“What are you doing here, Bryce?” I asked when I saw Bryce getting in my room. He took one more step and closed the door behind him. “This is my house, babe. Of course I’d be here.” He motions his finger at me to come to him. I obeyed and I knew exactly that it was so out of my character. But, it was as if my feet had its own life and it was willingly obeying Bryce. Why am I doing this? Was it because of his dominating demeanor that made me obey? If that is so, it’s making sense now as to why he’s the mafia lord. He started walking towards me making me instantly regret walking near him. I immediately stopped back as if my feet were stuck. He sighed. He closed the gap between us, making me move a step backward. He was way too domineering. He looked at my lips and then to my eyes and to my lips again, making me bite them. As I explore the view, his eyes met mine. “I’m sorry about what happened today. Something came up,” he whispered with his raspy voice. I gasped when I felt his
“What an idiot.”Dior’s eyes bore into mine with a judgmental stare as if she's dissecting every nuance, leaving me exposed to the weight of her scrutiny. She had been cursing me boldly earlier.“You really texted him that?” she asked again, making me repeat what I just confessed earlier. “Yeah?”“Wow!” she shouted before clapping her hand in the air. “I thought Tyler’s the only idiot in this world, and here you come telling me you did something so fucking stupid! Where in the hell did you leave your brain at, Ranleigh?!”“I just want to save them though?”“Okay, you idiot heroine. You think they would be grateful to you after you did that?”“I just want to help? I am not expecting anything in return.”Dior clenched her fist. “I know you were fucking stupidly selfless before you gave birth to your son but seeing it now, I just can’t help but feel disappointed at you, Leigh. You’re acting like how a people pleaser will act. It’s disgusting. What the fuck is wrong with you?!” she sho
“I’m glad you’re here,” Sheldon declared as soon as he saw me. He strides confidently, clad in sleek black attire that contrasts elegantly with his fair complexion, creating a striking and sophisticated build. His hair was a tousled chaos with each rebellious strand escaping in every direction as if trying to break free from the confines of order, and his face… I guess he does have a very bad day, huh?“I bet you do,” I replied with a bit of sarcasm. He rolled his eyes and grabbed my wrist before dragging me inside Bryce’s office. I was shocked to see what was happening inside.The office was a labyrinth of disorder with the papers scattered, folders standing at precarious angles, and a chaotic jumble of cables snaking their way across the desk. I looked at Bryce who was holding a lengthy cable and was trying to choke someone by using it. “Bryce, please stop!” Sheldon shouted in desperation. Bryce acted as if he didn’t hear Sheldon. He ignored him and instead focused on choking th
“Forget about what that old man said, Leigh. You don’t have to do whatever he tells you,” Bryce declared. He faked a cough before looking at me. “It will be better if you just ignore him. I can cover up for you,” he added. I bit my lip. I know that Henry found out about something he shouldn’t and I can’t just ignore that. I can't turn a blind eye to this one even if I want to. I don’t know how he made it happen but it seems that Henry Vergara, Bryce's father, found out about his grandson. Seriously, where did he get all this idea? I did all the cleaning and I made sure of it that no one would find out but he still did. I also made sure that those who know will shut up or they’ll forever hold their peace. Who among them betrayed me? Now, I have to know what he wants. I am sure we can talk this out — I hope we can talk it out. “Yeah,” I lied. Bryce nodded slowly as if something bothered him but that was short-lived. He smiled after. “That’s… that's actually good to hear,” he trailed o
We arrived at the manor an hour later. My mind was all fuzzy. After what Bryce said, my brain seemed to malfunction. I couldn’t think of anything but the sensation of his lips brushing against mine, how it turns me on, and the words he said that disturbed my whole system. Damn him!“You arrived safely, my lady,” Sheldon declared. “The Marquis is waiting for you inside.”“Has his grace already heard about the commotion?” I asked. Sheldon looked at me and nodded his head. “News sure flies so fucking fast.” I commented. “May I advise my lady to watch your words when talking with His Grace,” Sheldon declared. I nodded my head. I, at least, knew that much. Henry Vergara isn't someone I can be casual with. Even if I am his daughter-in-law.“My lady, please consider my advice,” Sheldon declared. I forced a smile. What's up with them now? Not only did he seem to be anxious but the way Bryce acted now and Henry's sudden visit showed that there was something going on. Internal affairs, if I
I closed my eyes. So this wasn’t the first time that Ace did this? Not that it was a shocking truth. It was not that hard to understand their situation. Anyone who has the clue can guess as much.Ace was hidden from the public. The whole world knows that the Marquis had only one heir and it was Bryce. Ace can have fun by borrowing Bryce’s identity.But why was Ace, Bryce's identical twin, being hidden? What prompted them to do such an act?“I guess I’ve been tolerating your actions too much these days, Ace.” Bryce's face darkened. “Don’t forget your place,” he added. Ace’s jaw clenched. He turned his back and walked out without saying anything which took me by surprise. What the hell was that? That is so not like him. From the very short time that I came to know him, he seemed like the type to put up a fight. “Let’s go.” Bryce grabbed my hand and dragged me into his car. Both of us sat in the back while his bodyguards sat in front. They drove the car without saying a word or two. N
“In the count of three, crouch down while covering your head. Do you understand?” Bryce mouthed. I nodded my head. He didn’t give me time to react or ask questions after that. As soon as I nodded my head, he immediately started counting. Gunshots from different sides started firing. Bryce hugged my whole body as if protecting me from bullets. I wasn’t shaken even after hearing those loud gunshots but knowing that Bryce was covering me with his body put me in an alarming situation. If there was one word that could describe him best, it would be nonchalant. How dare he throw himself in such a situation?! Who does he think he is?! Superman? Damn it!I struggled a bit to push him away from me but he tightened his grip even more. “Stay still, woman,” he declared. “You should know how to behave yourself in situations like this.”“I can handle myself, Bryce! What if you get shot?! Stop putting yourself in danger!”“Are you worried?” he asked. I couldn’t answer so he once again asked: “Are
“Don’t worry, Bryce,” I declared. “I won’t.” I looked him in the eyes. “I will never love you. Ever. That's a promise.”If I was a little doubtful that my hunch was right back then — that there was something wrong about this whole setup — now I am sure of it. There really is something wrong about this. I just can’t figure out what it is. He hugged me tightly making me lose my composure. He kissed my hair and groaned as he rested his head on my neck. I felt like my whole system rambled. Damn! For fuck’s sake, how could he be this intimate after telling me not to fall for him? After telling me that he'll never love me, he'll be this caring and sweet? It doesn’t make any sense to me. He was confusing me.And moreover, he smelled of alcohol as if he just had a drink before coming here. He was too drunk.“I can’t lose you too,” he murmured again. “I just can’t. If I lose you too, it will be the end of me.”I had no idea what he was talking about. It was as if he was seeing me as someone I
Bryce's jaw was clenching as he walked towards the shop from where I was standing. He looked like he was ready to kill someone. His forehead creased and his brows knitted. I know he was cursing underneath his breath based on his angry looks. I just stared at him confusedly. What's up with him now? For him to show such an angry face is quite rare… really rare. I couldn’t even see him frown in the past. I couldn’t even read what was in his mind each time our paths crossed, especially when he was talking to me. He was always emotionless. Nobody was ever able to read what was on his mind and no one had ever made him show emotions. I was so sure of that, so what triggered him to be this angry that he was now showing it?He stood up in front of me after entering the shop. “You didn’t answer my calls.”“Huh?”He sighed. “Check your phone, Leigh.”I looked at my handbag placed on the table a few meters away from me. “My phone’s in my bag,” I answered. I looked at him with my brows furrowed.