JASMIN€ A still moment passed between us, as we held an intense stare of each other’s eyes. “Its really you…” relief sparkled in his eyes as they searched my entire face. “Fuck…” without warning, he pulled me into a squashing hug. “I'm sorry..” he breathed exasperatedly over my hair, patting down on it, while hugging me so close, so tight, as his masculine scent enveloped my senses. I was numb to his reaction, even as I could feel his heart beat against mine, until a tear drop threatened to slip through me at the surge of emotions swirling up within. I struggled to keep the tears at bay as I eventually loosened up in his embrace. I couldn't even remember the last time he held me this way but I do know how much I’ve longed to hear him say the word, I'm sorry ever since that fateful day, everything went downhill. Yet now, remembering John doe's message and threat from a few days ago, a feeling of dread enveloped me. Since that meeting, I had only resorted to drilling my brain to
Hearing his words, it brought a twisted sense of relief to my chest.He has bought it all…My plan has clicked into place.Now all I have to do is make him hate me.“What?” I feigned pretence.He started taking steps towards me, as I retreated in staged fear, “You’re not my Layde.” he stated.I gulped, once I realized my back had connected with the wall with him nearly looming over me with questioning eyes.“My Layde can never be this selfish and stuck up. People can change, but no, I don't believe in her changing this much. She was and still is, a literal angel. You're two different people. I found the wrong person, my bad…”His words made my heart pick up a blissful rhythm, I almost melted at what he had to say about me, but then, I reminded myself of how much his rejection after the scandal has hurt and the thought alone, toughened me up once again.So, I forced out a pathetic laugh, a laugh I dragged on and on, to his confusion, before eventually coming to a still and cocking my
ACE I still couldn't believe how much of my time I wasted on her…. Trusting Jasmine was a mistake, a total waste of my time. And at the top of the reasons why chasing her was unreasonable, was the realization that the DNA I'd taken of her turned out negative. Fuck! The reality that I'd been pinning on the wrong woman for quite a while now, messed with my sanity and almost fucked me over…. And I couldn't believe her guts. The Blaine diamond. That's what she wanted all this while? Seriously? I should have known she was double faced right from the moment she scarred my poor manhood, but damn, as her filthy words from last night recurred in my memory, it only enraged me the more, making me involuntarily squeeze around the tumbler in my hold…. “So what do you say Ace?” The sudden sound of my father's voice drew me out of my raging subconscious back to the meeting at hand. Glancing back up, I realized I was presently in an unwanted meeting with my Father and Armani. Last I heard
JASMIN£ Glancing at the door again, I heaved a pent up breath in patience. Today was the first day for my twice in a year medical checkup and as usual, I was eagerly anticipating the results of today’s checkup. The door finally creaked open after quite a while of waiting and Doctor Lana whom I had gotten used, from the past years, reentered the room, bearing a huge grin. “There's my sweet cupcake, looking as radiant as usual.” she commented cheerfully as she approached. Her words sieved a giggle out of me, as her smile instantly lit up the entire room. She was a caring woman from the day I'd known her till date. She was only an intern when I first came to New York and met her at the asylum that housed me in my first year here and she was the one person that freely helped me during the dark times that followed after the breakup. Now she was in her early forties and a big fan of my music, she was also my personal gynaecologist. And apart from my mum and Chloe, only she knew about
ACE6 hours …..It only took six hours to find the Romeo fucker.And now I had him tied down in our dingy warehouse as Romano’s soldiers rained scorching torture on him.Ever since I stepped in some minutes ago to find him in a mid-broken state, I had remained here in this dark corner observing every single moment with Veronica, who stood closely by my side.Romano was by my right as well and Armani.Romeo”s torture was serving the show for all of us all.And now feeling like I'd watched enough of the show, I ordered a pause to the torture.“Stop…” I growled suddenly. Now I wanted to strike was the only thought in my mind as a still befell the entire room.I glared down at him once more before starting to move towards him, Veronica’s hand coiled around halting my movement for a bit, “Make him suffer Ace, just like he did to me…” she stated, with hate and vengeance sparking in her eyes. She said everything I intended to do to him.I stepped out of the darkness and into the light , ap
JASMIN£“And this is to, many more wins, more nominations and awards, more smooth collaborations and finally, more good music to be made, cheers everyone! ” Leon announced over the loud music as he held up his wine in toast elliciting a cheer of approval from all of us around this table.The clinking of glasses against the other followed, before we all took our generous sips.Everyone was present, loads of wines were being popped and there was just so much fun going on tonight. We were celebrating our big win at my newly acquired club and the serenity of this Vip section created the perfect backdrop for our merriment…..Looking around at all the happy faces present, I was so proud of how much we'd achieved and I made sure to state that in my celebratory speech, when it was my turn to speak after Leon.“More wine…” Chloe hooted out excitedly afterwards causing us to giggle in our half drunken state. The men on the team engaged in conversations, a few were at the main club having fun…..
Seven years Earlier.Brentwood HighToday is going to be a great day. I'm so excited.My boyfriend is finally going to ask me to prom.I ran my hair brush through my brown luscious curls, his favourite feature of mine and they bounced back down to my shoulders. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and my surreal Arabic eyes stared back at me. He also loved my eyes, said they looked out of this world. He loved my smile, he loved me, oh there was just so many reasons why he was obsessed with me.My seventeen year old self was lovesick with my gorgeous boyfriend.Everyone said I was a jaw-dropping beautiful girl, the prettiest girl in class.All I knew was that I was a straight A's student with perfect character and a clean record. Overly obsessed with my boyfriend.Him, my boyfriend was the most popular guy at school. The most handsome guy at class.He was the school's golden kid. Not European, like the rest of us. He was American, and was rumored to be he son of a famous billionair
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JASMIN£“And this is to, many more wins, more nominations and awards, more smooth collaborations and finally, more good music to be made, cheers everyone! ” Leon announced over the loud music as he held up his wine in toast elliciting a cheer of approval from all of us around this table.The clinking of glasses against the other followed, before we all took our generous sips.Everyone was present, loads of wines were being popped and there was just so much fun going on tonight. We were celebrating our big win at my newly acquired club and the serenity of this Vip section created the perfect backdrop for our merriment…..Looking around at all the happy faces present, I was so proud of how much we'd achieved and I made sure to state that in my celebratory speech, when it was my turn to speak after Leon.“More wine…” Chloe hooted out excitedly afterwards causing us to giggle in our half drunken state. The men on the team engaged in conversations, a few were at the main club having fun…..
ACE6 hours …..It only took six hours to find the Romeo fucker.And now I had him tied down in our dingy warehouse as Romano’s soldiers rained scorching torture on him.Ever since I stepped in some minutes ago to find him in a mid-broken state, I had remained here in this dark corner observing every single moment with Veronica, who stood closely by my side.Romano was by my right as well and Armani.Romeo”s torture was serving the show for all of us all.And now feeling like I'd watched enough of the show, I ordered a pause to the torture.“Stop…” I growled suddenly. Now I wanted to strike was the only thought in my mind as a still befell the entire room.I glared down at him once more before starting to move towards him, Veronica’s hand coiled around halting my movement for a bit, “Make him suffer Ace, just like he did to me…” she stated, with hate and vengeance sparking in her eyes. She said everything I intended to do to him.I stepped out of the darkness and into the light , ap
JASMIN£ Glancing at the door again, I heaved a pent up breath in patience. Today was the first day for my twice in a year medical checkup and as usual, I was eagerly anticipating the results of today’s checkup. The door finally creaked open after quite a while of waiting and Doctor Lana whom I had gotten used, from the past years, reentered the room, bearing a huge grin. “There's my sweet cupcake, looking as radiant as usual.” she commented cheerfully as she approached. Her words sieved a giggle out of me, as her smile instantly lit up the entire room. She was a caring woman from the day I'd known her till date. She was only an intern when I first came to New York and met her at the asylum that housed me in my first year here and she was the one person that freely helped me during the dark times that followed after the breakup. Now she was in her early forties and a big fan of my music, she was also my personal gynaecologist. And apart from my mum and Chloe, only she knew about
ACE I still couldn't believe how much of my time I wasted on her…. Trusting Jasmine was a mistake, a total waste of my time. And at the top of the reasons why chasing her was unreasonable, was the realization that the DNA I'd taken of her turned out negative. Fuck! The reality that I'd been pinning on the wrong woman for quite a while now, messed with my sanity and almost fucked me over…. And I couldn't believe her guts. The Blaine diamond. That's what she wanted all this while? Seriously? I should have known she was double faced right from the moment she scarred my poor manhood, but damn, as her filthy words from last night recurred in my memory, it only enraged me the more, making me involuntarily squeeze around the tumbler in my hold…. “So what do you say Ace?” The sudden sound of my father's voice drew me out of my raging subconscious back to the meeting at hand. Glancing back up, I realized I was presently in an unwanted meeting with my Father and Armani. Last I heard
Hearing his words, it brought a twisted sense of relief to my chest.He has bought it all…My plan has clicked into place.Now all I have to do is make him hate me.“What?” I feigned pretence.He started taking steps towards me, as I retreated in staged fear, “You’re not my Layde.” he stated.I gulped, once I realized my back had connected with the wall with him nearly looming over me with questioning eyes.“My Layde can never be this selfish and stuck up. People can change, but no, I don't believe in her changing this much. She was and still is, a literal angel. You're two different people. I found the wrong person, my bad…”His words made my heart pick up a blissful rhythm, I almost melted at what he had to say about me, but then, I reminded myself of how much his rejection after the scandal has hurt and the thought alone, toughened me up once again.So, I forced out a pathetic laugh, a laugh I dragged on and on, to his confusion, before eventually coming to a still and cocking my
JASMIN€ A still moment passed between us, as we held an intense stare of each other’s eyes. “Its really you…” relief sparkled in his eyes as they searched my entire face. “Fuck…” without warning, he pulled me into a squashing hug. “I'm sorry..” he breathed exasperatedly over my hair, patting down on it, while hugging me so close, so tight, as his masculine scent enveloped my senses. I was numb to his reaction, even as I could feel his heart beat against mine, until a tear drop threatened to slip through me at the surge of emotions swirling up within. I struggled to keep the tears at bay as I eventually loosened up in his embrace. I couldn't even remember the last time he held me this way but I do know how much I’ve longed to hear him say the word, I'm sorry ever since that fateful day, everything went downhill. Yet now, remembering John doe's message and threat from a few days ago, a feeling of dread enveloped me. Since that meeting, I had only resorted to drilling my brain to
VERONICAI’ve decided to finally meet up with Romeo.Ever since we encounterd in that bathroom stall almost a month ago, with his empty threat over my baby that never came to pass, I had been stalling the meeting with him since then, but tonight I was suddenly pushed to finally go see him.Recently, he sent a box reminding me of our supposed meeting and as I stared down at the creepy address and phone number from the box, in my hold, goosebumps erupted on my skin.It was his final warning to me and the deadline for our meeting a week from now. I don't think I can ignore anymore because deep down, I knew Romeo wasn't one to be messed with.Tonight would be a good time to go and see him, seeing as I was alone.Ace was at the gala, which for the first time ever, I was unreasonably uninvited to, courtesy of Chloe Kiss and her stuck up bestie, Jasmine I'm sure of that.Now, I couldn't even know what was going on at the show because pictures weren't even allowed inside the main event.It m
ACE. The much awaited gala was finally happening tonight and here, I was in the bathroom, finding courage. I adjusted my suit jacket in the mirror, one last time and exhaled. I can do this. I told myself what I'd been saying for the past few hours now. Because the shit I was about to pull tonight was fucking scary and insane at the same time. And I'm not sure how well it's work. After I offered to be prime sponsor for this event weeks ago, from then on I'd meticulously planned to perfection to use it as a medium to recreate the one event I owed Layde when she was my girlfriend. It was the first idea I had on how to know if she was really Layde, but now, it was the final step in my mind that would tell if I've been living in delusions or if it was really her all this while. That's, If she gets triggered by what I'm doing tonight. I know how much my past actions really hurt her, maybe that's why she was finding it hard to open up her real identity to me, but I was hoping tonig
JASMIN£ Warily, I took in the environment around me once again. A crooked building stood before me, with metal music,and heavy groans and cheers of male, emitting from the building, making the insides seem like a sort of wrestling ground. This was the location I was asked to come to. I hope I was in the right place. If I was, then I wondered why he called me here. Muscular men waltzed in and out with such normalcy, that I had to cover my face with a mask, and stay out of sight, so no one here recognizes me. I had alerted him on my arrival, and finally, a man wearing a mask came out of the building, his actions were coded, as his eyes searched the environment for a bit, before he found me. He walked to me, instructed me to put on blindfolds, I had to succumb. With sweaty palms, I let him lead me into the building. All of the voices and noise faded away as I realized we were in an elevator going underground. When the blind fold was removed, I realized just how creepy this a