I glared hard at him when his grip on my wrists tightened and his body lowered towards mine.His face inched closer and his hot breath fanned my face. He gave me a long stare, not uttering a single word before a sinister smile appeared on his perfect features.He gently touched my face with his free hand, caressing my cheeks softly that I almost shut my eyes at how calming his touch was but at the same time, my insides had started erupting with fire."I'm really going to go easy with you, so just cooperate with me by handing me the paper and I'll just walk away." His voice was strained and raspy, as if he was struggling to keep his voice calm."Or what?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. His grey eyes darkened at my challenge, he shut his eyes for a few seconds before opening them.His patience is running thin! Yes!I'm succeeding at getting on his nerves!This is fun!"I have something very important to you. Instead of you going down on your knees to beg, you're realistically pinning m
ALEXANDERShe's hard. She's really hard to deal with. She's stubborn. She's annoying. She always manages to get on my fucking nerves every damn time.At first, I thought she'd be easygoing but I thought wrong. If it were anybody else who had taken the contract, I'd make them regret it.But she still managed to get away and still made me kneel down to beg for it - something that belongs to me.And to think I willingly knelt down and did as she said. She always manages to get me riled up but I also tend to be very lenient with her. In as much as I hate to admit it, she's a safe haven.My safe haven! My miracle! My Angel!How my body doesn't react to her is still a mystery to me. I'm never letting her go, not now, not ever! She's stuck with me whether she likes it or not. She's now the bright light that has lightened up my dark life. Having to live in the shadows all my life, hiding away from people for the fear of losing my life over a touch from someone. It hasn't been easy, having
IVORY I stormed into the house fuming. That condescending brute! How can he refer to my clothes as rags. Well, not that the clothes are the classiest but at least, they're descent. And even if I don't need my old clothes, I still need to go get some of my few belongings - things that are the last memory I have of my parents. I paced the living room, still fuming at Alexander, wanting to chop his head off if I set my eyes on him. He's the most annoying human to ever grace this earth. I don't know if I'm the only one who thinks like that or others don't notice how annoying and arrogant he is. His devilish handsome face flashed in my head. His annoying but cute smirk that always have a way of riling me up beyond measures. He's actually fit to be the man of my dreams, in terms of appearance. Character wise? I don't think so. I think I'm attracted to him. There's this invisible magnet that seems to be forcefully pulling me towards him. My body reacts to him against my will. Despite ho
So love me like you do. Lo, lo, love me like you. What are you waiting for?You're the day, you're the nightYou're colour of my blood......I sang along to the loud music playing in my earpods.Waking up this morning, Alexander was gone. I just shrugged it off and went about my morning routine. I'll be going over to Ava's apartment to get my belongings and then we'd go on a shopping spree.Alexander actually dropped a black card on my bedside table with a written note that wrote.....'5019. That's my pin. Have fun today, Angel.'I just simply smiled to myself. How thoughtful of him.I walked to the dining table and simply stared at the variety of food on the table. I sat down after acknowledging John's presence. I took just two bites from the toasted bread in front of me and gulped down a glass full of juice.I stood up and made my way out of the dining room but John's voice stopped me."Ma'am, you didn't have a proper breakfast."I turned and smiled at him. "You can have the rest, Jo
I sat quietly on a the floor of the library with a voluminous book on my laps. I simply just stared at the words on the book, not making any meaning out of it. It's actually a Greek mythology book.The library has now become my favorite place for the past one week. Drowning myself in the vast and different genres of book, which tends to distract me and keep my mind away from the outside world.Alexander hasn't been home for a week now and I haven't heard from him either. As a matter of fact, I don't even know about his whereabouts. I had asked John and he said that he went on an important business trip.He went on a business trip and he didn't deem it fit to let me know about it?A brief text message would've helped sated my worries but he decided to leave me hanging.Such an arrogant asshole!The house had become quite boring since he left, with nobody else to talk to and nobody to annoy. Except a brief discussions with Claire and the other workers, I've literally kept to myself the
Alexander?!Oh my God!!!I immediately plunged myself down to his side, my heart beating frantically against my ribcage.I stared at him in panic, not knowing what to do exactly.How do I stop the blood that was continuously flowing out by the side of his stomach, soaking his midnight black shirt? And I really hate the sight of blood.I desperately looked around the library, my eyes seeking to find a thick cloth but all I could see were books neatly stacked on shelves. I sighed out in frustration, but then, my eyes caught a white thick cloth that looked like a blanket. It was carelessly drooped on a one-sitter chair at the far end of the library.Has that chair been here all this while? Not caring about the answer to that question, I immediately rushed towards the chair, almost tripping on my steps. I grabbed the small, soft blanket and bolted back to Alexander. I held the blanket against his bleeding stomach, aiming to stop the bleeding.I looked up at him to see him staring intentl
The bedroom was a sanctuary of serenity, where soft rays of morning sunlight filtered through gauzy curtains, casting a gentle, golden glow on the room's furnishings. A large, plush bed dominated the center, its duvet artfully tousled as if the slumberer had just departed. The walls, painted a tranquil shade of sky blue, were adorned with an eclectic mix of artwork, from vibrant abstract canvases to serene landscapes that seemed to invite the outside world in.A quaint wooden desk nestled against one corner, cluttered with books, journals, and a meticulously arranged collection of pens. The window sill, adorned with potted succulents, overlooked a tranquil garden, where the occasional bird's song added a touch of melody to the morning tableau.On the far side of the room, a walk-in closet stood ajar, revealing a kaleidoscope of fashion choices, from tailored suits to whimsical dresses, each hung with care. A full-length mirror leaned against the closet door, ready to reflect the day's
First, there's the darkness. It's like being in the womb again, right before the grand explosion of birth. Except now, the darkness isn't comforting, it's claustrophobic. It's an abyss that threatens to consume me whole, and yet, somewhere within it, I find the strength to start swimming."She'll be fine, right?" I heard a soft female voice ask, her voice was familiar yet soothing and pleasant to my ears.My eyes slowly fluttered open, my visions were blurry and vague at first as I looked around the room strangely. It slowly became clearer as I could see the room very clearly.This looks like Alexander's room. I turned to stare at the figures that were staring back at me. I felt a soft wave of deja vu wash over me. My eyes caught Alexander's grey orbs that were mixed with so many emotions I couldn't decipher. He just stood three foots away from the bed I'm lying on - his bed. I forcefully dragged my eyes away from his to stare at his parents, who were standing closely beside him. Mr