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(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)There are many times I wish I could tone them out entirely. I wish they can halt for once and see that the fucking world does not revolve around them.I fist my hands and look at my parents as they hurl insults at each other from across the dinner table, disturbing the equilibrium and tranquility that comes with having dinner after having a tiring day.It's the same thing every day, the same shit and the same insults, they fucking sound like broken records as they go over and over again. Having enough, I slam my palms on the table. “Just fucking divorce already if you can't stand to be in the same room for a second. I'm trying to fucking eat!”My Mom rasps in shock. “You don't speak to us in that tone, Raven! What do they teach you in school these days?”“Oh really, like you would care to find out. How about the fucking tone you are using with each other. You are driving me fucking insane!” “If your mother isn't such a fucking tart, spreading her legs just to
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 19
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I should have thought this through, should have backed out the moment his eyes sheen with an enigmatic intent but I didn't and now that I am here, following an unknown man to a hotel room all because of an unknown attraction, there's no backing out. I sit on the bed, watching with a smirk as Mr. Velasquez silently shuts the door behind him and when he turns, the view that blesses my eyes is stunning. This close, I can take his looks in without skipping a detail.His eyes are a forest green, his hair is a jet-black color that's brushed off his forehead. His nose and jawlines are sculpted and his lips look full and tantalizing, something I would love to bite. My smirk broadens as my eyes unhurriedly and deliberately jog on his muscular body covered in a fitting black suit that outlines his perfect body and then, I'm looking up to meet his eyes. “How old are you?” He grills in an inscrutable tone while stapling me with a rigid and preying stare that furors some
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 20
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I didn't return home last night, I spent the night in a hotel room that was fully paid for. I wake up with a pounding headache and a perceptible feeling of rejection as the events of last night come crashing back and hit me with an uncanny force; the bitterness grows on my tongue. Mustering my strength, I get out of bed, out of the hotel room, and out of the building. I get on my bike and drive off, leaving the memories of last night behind.When I get home, I'm confronted by my Mom who's dressed for an outing pacing from one corner of the living room to the other. I almost ignored her but she noticed my presence as quickly as I ambled in.“Where the heck have you been?!” She immediately blows up, her voice too clamant, and increases the pound in my head. “Out with my friends,” I answer with a roll of my eyes. I marvel how she will feel knowing I nearly got fucked last night by someone 17 years older than me but likely, she won't care, like now; it never cros
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 21
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I've been racing since I was 17 and started racing professionally when I was 19. The feeling of the engine rumbling under my feet, the acceleration that throws my body backward, the excitement, the adrenaline, everything that surges through my veins makes me want to go faster.As my eyes stay concentrated on the road, my hands on the steering wheel are on a tight grip and as the speedometer rises close to a red zone, that feeling of thrill floods my veins. It's why I loved racing, it rears a feeling of freedom and control that I only get on the tracks. The combination of speed, danger, and the satisfaction of winning, I never want this feeling to end but it does when the car zaps through the finishing line and I step on the brakes.Instantly, my teammates in their purple, and white uniforms surround the car and I step out, taking off my helmet and feeling giggly as they laud my unique skills on the tracks. And oh, I'm the only girl in my team with five guys and
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 22
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)“We meet again so soon. Looks like no one is saving you now,”My gaze drafts between Philip and his friends—I nearly facepalm. Just great! A day at the stadium wasn't enough, I just had to meet them here too. I look around, people have started betting on the next race, so no one is paying attention to us. I look back at the gang.“What are you losers doing here?” Philip's eyes go foggy with wrath and with his jaw clenched, he steps forward, his friends following suit. “There’s no one here who will save you, princess,”“Hello,” Irene snaps her fingers in his face. “I believe I'm not invisible,”Philip looks like he's ready to claw both our faces at the way his shoulders go up and down in blazing anger. “The more the merrier,”“Hey-” Irene moves forward but I grab her forehand and hold her back. When she looks at me questioningly, I shake my head. If a fight breaks out, things are going to look dirty. I silently pull her with me backward while Philips and his ga
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 23
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)Just when I thought this night was going to drag by for a long while, it just gets intriguing and now I don't want this night to end.It's been ten minutes since Dad introduced me to his ‘Business Partners’ and everyone has gone their separate ways and instead of standing this time around, I decided to sit at a table where I get a better view of Mr. Velasquez interacting with people while I sip on my wine with my leg crossed over the other.“What do you think of them?” Dad occupies the chair beside me. “Hopefully, we will go a very long way keeping our corporations,” A grin possesses my face as my gaze remains cemented on the board back of my new object of obsession. “Mr. Velasquez is a very fine man,” the words exit my lips before I can stop or comprehend them. Dad gives me a bizarre look but I don't bother to rectify my words, I just glance away and take another sip of my drink.“Don't tell me you have a thing for older men,” I throw my dad a look and try n
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 24
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)It's been two days since the party but everything about that night keeps whirling round and round in my head in a taunting manner while I try to stay focused on the tracks ahead of me as my car drives at full speed, I push my limits, working on my racing techniques yet my mind keeps tramping to one person.Damien Velasquez. I don't know much about him and I have only met him two times but he affects me in ways that are not normal. Ever since the first night, he has been on my mind and after the party, it just gets worse.Is that normal? Is it normal to think about a man I've only met twice and having him on my mind affects my daily activities like right now, I can't focus on the road but my hands control the wheels?I've always wondered how people feel when they are in love since I've never experienced it but what I feel for Damian can't be love, it's too early to label it as anything, it's more like an obsession. Perhaps, if he touches me once, the hazy feeli
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 25
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW) The person that saunters into the room is Avhi and she also halts at the sight of Damien. A look of recognition traverses her face then she frowns as if it doesn't make sense while Damien only gives her that vacant look that's been relentless since he ambled in. I almost thought they knew each other till Damien finally breaks whatever contact they were having and walks out of the room without looking back. When Ahvi finally pivots her attention to me, I wipe the tears from my eyes before she notices. “He looks familiar,” she comment approaching the bed. “His green eyes remind me of…” quickly, she trails off. “And his surname is the same as…” again, she goes off but then shakes her head and gives me all her attention. Ahvi sports a pout as she reads my face, quickly sitting on the bed and taking hold of my hand. “Why are you crying? Does it hurt that much?” she inquires, teaching out to stroke my hair with her free hand. I hold her hand tightly. “I can neve
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