(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I wake up staring at an unfamiliar awning with bedim lightning. I blink repeatedly, trying to get the blur off my vision and then I hauls myself to a sitting position on the bed I find myself on; I let out a cry that has me lifting my hand to my head but touches a bandage wrapped around it, the new knowledge makes me pause and tries to think what the heck happen. Slowly, I look around my surroundings. The bedroom is ample and has a glass door that leads to a balcony. Its colors are lavish yet austere with a sofa in the middle of the room and a table underneath a rug. Where the hell am I? The question loops in my head and slowly, I put my feet on the floor; that's when I notice their bareness and that's when I notice the white sleeve collar shirt I'm wearing with nothing.I gasp. Someone took my clothes off when I was out? I hold my head, making an effort to recollect what transpired and quickly, everything comes scampering back.That creature, the unspecified
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I disdain dresses but if they look adorable on me and Mr Velasquez likes them, I don't see why I shouldn't wear them.Ahvi has remarked on my bizarre demeanor of shopping for new clothes but I shrug it off. I will tell her everything some other time.I grin as I stroll towards the lift in Damien's company in a dress, hair dropped on my shoulders neatly; I even did makeup today.I step into the lift and it takes me to the top floor. When I stepped out, I saw a secretary’s desk at the corner with a lady behind the table and Damien’s office door beside it. I move toward and give her a smile when she looks up at me.“Hi, is Mr. Velasquez in?” It will be a waste of effort if he isn't.“Do you have an appointment?”I beam. “I don't need it,” I retort and leaves her table, heading for the door till a new voice intrudes.“Hold on!”I turn, finding an unfamiliar lady with a black suit and a pair of red heels. She walks towards me elegantly. “Mr. Velasquez is having a m
{RAVEN’S POINT OF VIEW}I live for every kiss he gives me, from my lips to my neck, and I never want his lips to stop moving. I hold him close by the neck while he has his strong grip on my waist and with a swift movement, he lifts me onto his table and alight between my legs, kissing me properly. The action makes me smile between kisses. I suddenly break the kiss and look into his eyes with a vast grin, “I can imagine you tossing me around like this in your office,”A look glistens in his eyes and his grip on my waist tightens as if to prove a point and I feel it. “Naughty,” he breathes against my face.“You like it,” I say back and move back to kiss him again but promptly a knock comes on the door. His head whips to the door while an efflux of panic rushes through me and my hand travels down to his chest to push him off but he stays unmoving.He looks back at me with an eccentric look in his eyes. I don't know what he's thinking but he holds the look for long before breaking contac
{RAVEN’S POINT OF VIEW}“What's the meaning of this, Raven?!”That's the first thing I heard the moment I tread into the living room after leaving Damien's penthouse.My Mom, who's sitting on the living room sofa flips her phone on the table in front of her and casts me a poisonous look. I advance and take the phone from the table, it's an article with a photo of me racing on my motorcycle with the headline ‘The Grey's been Deceiving the Public,”I roll my eyes and drop the phone back on the table. Her eyes petrify at my dismissive look. She bolts off her seat. “Is this true, Raven? You are part of an illegal racing squad?” “That’s what it says, doesn't it?”She points her finger at me. “Don’t you dare try to play smart with me, Raven! Do you take me for a fool,” suddenly, she's walking towards me, grabbing my arm roughly and tugging me close, her finger digging into my flesh. “I will ask you again, Raven. Is this true?”I meet her eyes; they are harsh and leaden with anger. I say.
(AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW)Vance has been gone for weeks; not that it's any different but still it's different, it's like he took a part of my heart with him and now that part is uninhabited and throbbing, things wouldn't have been this if he hadn't made me obsessional to his touches and kisses in just a short time.Yes, my feelings are mystifying and unnatural but I've already gone past that point, right now I just want to see him or hear his voice, I craved his presence like a deer panting for water.“We are here, ma,” I come out of my thoughts at the sound of my driver's voice and that's when I realize we are parked at the front of the mansion. I stayed unmoving inside the back seat of the car and just stared at the home I only came to start living when David married my Mom.Perhaps, it's just my imagination but inside there has been strangulating lately. It's like my senses of comfort and protection are gone. I exhale a sigh. “Thank you,” I say to the driver and finally get out of
(AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW)There are times I think fate detests me and just wishes to see me miserable.After staying in the bathtub for hours without end, I finally step out of it and wrap my naked body with a towel and then I step out of my bathroom to my bedroom, at that same time, a knock comes from the door and then it's being pushed open.A gasp wrests out of me as my bedroom opens and Vance enters. He freezes at the sight of me but I'm suddenly gurgling in rage.“Do you have any respect for anyone's privacy?!” I clamor, holding my towel tight in my chest area.He doesn't respond right away because he's taking his time to roam his green eyes over my body and when he looks up to meet my eyes, his eyes have gotten dark with lust and then he's walking towards me like a predator to his prey and a menacing smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. “I knocked,” he says.“You have to wait till I say come in,” I encounter as I step back, feeling prey and then my back hits the wall and he hover
{AHVI’S POINT OF VIEW}I go to the dressing room; I take my bag out of my locker and take a few gulps of water. Suddenly, I feel short of breath as I huff and try to take deep breaths to compose myself.Putting my hand over my chest, I take a seat on one of the benches in the locker room and stare at the floor with a puzzled look.It was never like this with Rigel. I have had no issue or problem skating with him, why was Shane different? Why can't I bear to be in the same space as him? Even his scent irks me and that’s a much bigger problem since I can't bear to stay in the same room as him. Bella is going to be so furious and Miss Xenia won't like the idea of a new partner. Deep in thought, I don't hear the sound of looming steps. The door of the dressing room bursts open strongly and Shanes matches in like a storm that makes me lift my head. I let out a gasp of astonishment and jostled up from my seat.“You can't just barge in here; this is the female’s changing room for god sake!”
{AHVI’S POINT OF VIEW}It's vivid. The sight of Shane lying there in his pool of blood is so raw that I can't seem to get the image out of my head no matter how hard I try, he's right there when I close my eyes and I hate it.“Miss Ahvi, did you hear what I said?”The question bucks me back to the reality of me sitting in Miss Xenia's office with Quinn and three other girls and in front of us is an officer scrutinizing my face with a distrustful look in his eyes.“Can you please repeat the question?” I request in a modest tone that's almost muffled. “What relationship do you have with the victim?”A victim. That means he was killed. “My skat partner,” I reply in the same modest tone.Quinn scowl. “No, please! I saw you two sucking each other's faces yesterday and today he winds up dead,” “Is that true?” Miss Katherina unexpectedly asks from the corner of the room. “Were you in a relationship with Shane?” I grimace. “Of course not!” Even the mere thought creeped me out and nauseated