Despite her love of movies, there are certain movie characters that Sierra loves to hate, and those are the characters who like to see the beauty in everything. Having a positive view is one thing, and foolish optimism is another. Having a smile before the eyes could even open makes a good picture but not a great story. Dancing to the rhythm of silence is just the icing on a cake she would be willing to mock for the whole movie duration. How do you even know that the rest of the day would go your way when your vision hasn't even adjusted to the brightness yet? Just unnecessary excitement, she'd always think. Except today. Today is an exception. Today, nothing is worth the worry, and all the burdens of life, including her pessimistic view, will be set aside—all for her wedding day. If she wanted to play that boring character she couldn't stand, then she could. Now is her time and today is the only day she will allow herself to play this role. The simple white dress was already iron
It was like walking on a single string while being blindfolded on a rope above a sea full of sharks or maybe a river full of crocodiles. It was even hard to think what to compare with it, but one thing’s for sure, it was like leading herself to a grave Sierra didn’t even know existed in the first place.Maybe it was still too early to overreact, but she couldn’t help but jump to several disturbing conclusions. Her whole body was numb with the image of a gun in her mind as she processed what she just saw. With her quick thinking, she began to remove every piece of her clothing. Maybe her distraught face would be the last thing he’d notice if he could look elsewhere. Her train of thoughts continues to trail around. A gun may be acceptable, but why a hidden weapon? She didn’t need to pull the trigger or aim at something to know it was still working. It looked new. Maybe Alek would claim its protection, and it would make sense if this isn't the safest and one of the most secluded islands
Slowly tapping her fingers against the wooden table, Sierra impatiently waits for anything unusual.'Good morning, Mr. Agustus.'It was so quiet she didn't even have to try hard to hear them perfectly. In fact, the voice of Alek and whoever he was with was so clear she could imagine a woman politely standing in front of her husband.'Any update from the damaged vessel?' He didn’t just sound serious. It’s more than that. Alek sounded authoritative. Not just bossy, he sounds like a boss.It all sounded so natural.Then, why is he pretending he is scared of his boss? He would often say how their employer had no room for excuses. They even had to postpone their honeymoon because of an important meeting. Was any of that even real?Whether or not it was true, she would find out soon.'Yes, sir. Operations resumed to normal at six today. There were setbacks but no major problems.''I see. Give me an update before lunchtime. I want to make sure everything's alright before the day ends. We can
Love can be the most wonderful feeling. People can try and argue or deny. However, the counter-argument of the person in love will overpower any statement. That bliss comes with the thought of a lifetime companion. Just a thought because no matter how in love a person is, marriage is still a gamble. The endorphins remind anyone of the price, but the same feeling makes you forget about the possible loss. First of all, to minimize this risk, it is essential to know who you are dating. Some would fall short in this area… Sierra included. "Why do you have a bandaid in your hand?" Her grip on the knife tightened. She smiled and tried to loosen the tightness in her jaw too. "Got a little clumsy in the flower shop." "Is it okay now?" Her pain tolerance is incomparable to anyone, a secret she doesn't usually share. She faked a flinch in between their meal for his act to be believable. "Have you thought about the vacation?" Alek excitedly asked her. She admits. Alek is a great actor. He
If the opponent knows everything about you, then you are already losing. That is how things will always be in friendship, love, and war.Sierra and Alek's situation is unique: living under the same roof, sleeping on the same bed, and being tied with marriage by someone who is almost but not quite an enemy. The blurry line between a suspect and a criminal is evidence, and both of them don't have one yet. At this rate, it will be a contest of who catches the other first. The second contest would be how big damage it can cause.Sierra caught Alek's reflection in the mirror. He made an effort with his quiet steps as he walked towards her, careful not to make any sound.“Good morning!” Alek kissed Sierra's cheek in surprise. Contrary to what he was expecting, Sierra didn't budge at first. She didn't even stir. She was still steadily holding the cup in her hand, and not a drop of coffee dripped from it.This time, she didn't turn a blind eye. If Alek wanted to see Sierra's true color, it w
Being discreet is an essential part of Sierra’s culture. Issues are being avoided like the plague. So, it was important not to get involved in fights and to never ever begin a scene. Battles with ‘ordinary’ people are only to be fought if and only if the other party starts it. Growing up with disguised security around her, this barely happens.She was treated like any other student in school. What other students don’t know was the day Sierra was enrolled, a ‘company’ donated security cameras to be installed all over the school area. If anyone was exposed to her family’s business, no matter how big or small a hint they had, a non-disclosure agreement had to be signed. All these had to be done confidentially.This was Sierra’s norm and truth. Experiencing her first kidnapping attempt at the age of four was treated like an initiation among her cousins. They get to tell stories of the most fun experience. Her story of being pointed at a gun while in the middle of her afternoon snack tim
"Are you kidding me?" She gasped in surprise, her hand tracing the jewelry on her neck.She got goosebumps as she felt Alek’s hand on the back of her neck while trying to clasp the jewelry.There was no part of her body that he wasn’t able to touch, and yet, this type of contact was making her shiver. She's with the same person in the same place, and yet so much has changed. The touch she used to crave was making her cringe.Faking all types of tears was one of her many talents, and at that moment, Sierra channeled her inner actress and made herself cry. Her eyes swelled with tears. As if on cue, she cried. Not too much—just a
Alek woke up way earlier than usual. Sierra was observing her from their room. For someone who just lost his job, he was acting too busy with his phone.He didn't look like the Alek he fell in love with. He looked like a businessman.Sierra's eyes were on his body. Admiring every inch and observing every prominent vein. At the same time, wondering how he could easily make this man kneel with a single attack.He may be bigger, but she knows she is stronger. She hated all the martial arts training—the boxing, the karate, and all those things. In the end, she had to admit that it was worth it. Knowing well that she could easily inflict pain on someone who hurt her.Gone were the slow mornings. She messed up her hair to make her seem more soft-looking. Sierra looked into the mirror, her perky nipples peeking at her thin nightgown. Like one of her thorns, she was ready to use her beauty for something dangerous."Are you okay?" She said too softly."Yes. I am okay." He smiled, but he was ac
"Are you kidding me?" She gasped in surprise, her hand tracing the jewelry on her neck.She got goosebumps as she felt Alek’s hand on the back of her neck while trying to clasp the jewelry.There was no part of her body that he wasn’t able to touch, and yet, this type of contact was making her shiver. She's with the same person in the same place, and yet so much has changed. The touch she used to crave was making her cringe.Faking all types of tears was one of her many talents, and at that moment, Sierra channeled her inner actress and made herself cry. Her eyes swelled with tears. As if on cue, she cried. Not too much—just a
Being discreet is an essential part of Sierra’s culture. Issues are being avoided like the plague. So, it was important not to get involved in fights and to never ever begin a scene. Battles with ‘ordinary’ people are only to be fought if and only if the other party starts it. Growing up with disguised security around her, this barely happens.She was treated like any other student in school. What other students don’t know was the day Sierra was enrolled, a ‘company’ donated security cameras to be installed all over the school area. If anyone was exposed to her family’s business, no matter how big or small a hint they had, a non-disclosure agreement had to be signed. All these had to be done confidentially.This was Sierra’s norm and truth. Experiencing her first kidnapping attempt at the age of four was treated like an initiation among her cousins. They get to tell stories of the most fun experience. Her story of being pointed at a gun while in the middle of her afternoon snack tim
If the opponent knows everything about you, then you are already losing. That is how things will always be in friendship, love, and war.Sierra and Alek's situation is unique: living under the same roof, sleeping on the same bed, and being tied with marriage by someone who is almost but not quite an enemy. The blurry line between a suspect and a criminal is evidence, and both of them don't have one yet. At this rate, it will be a contest of who catches the other first. The second contest would be how big damage it can cause.Sierra caught Alek's reflection in the mirror. He made an effort with his quiet steps as he walked towards her, careful not to make any sound.“Good morning!” Alek kissed Sierra's cheek in surprise. Contrary to what he was expecting, Sierra didn't budge at first. She didn't even stir. She was still steadily holding the cup in her hand, and not a drop of coffee dripped from it.This time, she didn't turn a blind eye. If Alek wanted to see Sierra's true color, it w
Love can be the most wonderful feeling. People can try and argue or deny. However, the counter-argument of the person in love will overpower any statement. That bliss comes with the thought of a lifetime companion. Just a thought because no matter how in love a person is, marriage is still a gamble. The endorphins remind anyone of the price, but the same feeling makes you forget about the possible loss. First of all, to minimize this risk, it is essential to know who you are dating. Some would fall short in this area… Sierra included. "Why do you have a bandaid in your hand?" Her grip on the knife tightened. She smiled and tried to loosen the tightness in her jaw too. "Got a little clumsy in the flower shop." "Is it okay now?" Her pain tolerance is incomparable to anyone, a secret she doesn't usually share. She faked a flinch in between their meal for his act to be believable. "Have you thought about the vacation?" Alek excitedly asked her. She admits. Alek is a great actor. He
Slowly tapping her fingers against the wooden table, Sierra impatiently waits for anything unusual.'Good morning, Mr. Agustus.'It was so quiet she didn't even have to try hard to hear them perfectly. In fact, the voice of Alek and whoever he was with was so clear she could imagine a woman politely standing in front of her husband.'Any update from the damaged vessel?' He didn’t just sound serious. It’s more than that. Alek sounded authoritative. Not just bossy, he sounds like a boss.It all sounded so natural.Then, why is he pretending he is scared of his boss? He would often say how their employer had no room for excuses. They even had to postpone their honeymoon because of an important meeting. Was any of that even real?Whether or not it was true, she would find out soon.'Yes, sir. Operations resumed to normal at six today. There were setbacks but no major problems.''I see. Give me an update before lunchtime. I want to make sure everything's alright before the day ends. We can
It was like walking on a single string while being blindfolded on a rope above a sea full of sharks or maybe a river full of crocodiles. It was even hard to think what to compare with it, but one thing’s for sure, it was like leading herself to a grave Sierra didn’t even know existed in the first place.Maybe it was still too early to overreact, but she couldn’t help but jump to several disturbing conclusions. Her whole body was numb with the image of a gun in her mind as she processed what she just saw. With her quick thinking, she began to remove every piece of her clothing. Maybe her distraught face would be the last thing he’d notice if he could look elsewhere. Her train of thoughts continues to trail around. A gun may be acceptable, but why a hidden weapon? She didn’t need to pull the trigger or aim at something to know it was still working. It looked new. Maybe Alek would claim its protection, and it would make sense if this isn't the safest and one of the most secluded islands
Despite her love of movies, there are certain movie characters that Sierra loves to hate, and those are the characters who like to see the beauty in everything. Having a positive view is one thing, and foolish optimism is another. Having a smile before the eyes could even open makes a good picture but not a great story. Dancing to the rhythm of silence is just the icing on a cake she would be willing to mock for the whole movie duration. How do you even know that the rest of the day would go your way when your vision hasn't even adjusted to the brightness yet? Just unnecessary excitement, she'd always think. Except today. Today is an exception. Today, nothing is worth the worry, and all the burdens of life, including her pessimistic view, will be set aside—all for her wedding day. If she wanted to play that boring character she couldn't stand, then she could. Now is her time and today is the only day she will allow herself to play this role. The simple white dress was already iron