~ DIMITRI ~ The memory of the previous night still sat upon him like a whitish fog. And when he woke up, he laid still, waiting for the lithe figure that's resting on him to wake up and push him away. Again. The sun had not yet crept over the horizon and the world was still dark but he could see clearly in the darkness. So, he just laid there, listening to his breathing patterns while his fingers raked through his silky golden strands that appeared to be a darker shade in the darkness. Soon enough, it happened when he shifted in his sleep and let out a soft yawn before his eyes fluttered open. Dimitri watched the whole scene as he stood up, perhaps thinking that the previous night was a dream or just a figment of his imagination. And when his eyes landed on the figure he'd been using as a sort of pillow, they widened, realization dawned on him. Vincent's mouth opened to talk, but Dimitri beat him to it. “Are you going to push me away again?” “I…” His mouth opened before he swall
.~ MARA ~ Mara paced round the office, fisting the hem of her shirts until it became crumpled. After her boss indirectly sabotaged her plan the previous day, she'd gone home disappointed. And this morning, her beloved boss was nowhere to be found. She dialed his number for the fourth time and it rang and rang before going to voicemail. The always composed Mara dropped her phone on the table and pulled on her hair in frustration while hissing loudly. Suddenly, her phone vibrated and she hurriedly picked it up, eagerness in her eyes. But her face fell when she saw the name on her screen. Mr Luca, old master Santini. Jesusfuckingchrist. She'd boasted to him the previous day that she will be done with her task before today and now, it looked like the world itself was punching her in the face. She inhaled harshly like someone who'd been deprived of oxygen for years and at the last minute, she picked the call. “Good morning, Mr Luca.” She chimes, a grimace on her face. “How is it g
~ VINCENT ~After another session of an intense love making, he snuggled into Dimitri's chest while he rubbed small circles on his back.“How do you feel?” Dimitri asked, while Vincent pressed his ear into his chest, enjoying the vibration from his chest when he spoke.“Pretty good... I have a question though?”“Okay.”He cleared his throat, sitting up as he gathered some of the blankets to his chest. “What are we now?”Dimitri seemed taken back by his question at first before he smiled and shifted his gaze away from him.”“You are mine and that's all that matters.”Vincent snorted. “Won't it be better if I'm yours and you are mine. Make it fair.”Dimitri brought his hand to his chin, acting as if he's pondering. “Yeah, fair.” He let out a dreamy sigh before snuggling back into his chest. It was a Sunday, and instead of using the day to plan for the next week, they'd decided to spend it with each other instead. So, they just laid there, enjoying one another's company. Vincent, tryin
“You don't have a say in this Dimitri.” Vincent cautioned, walking out of the kitchen and towards his room. Dimitri followed closely behind.“And what made you think that?” “You don't know Elora like I do.” He said through gritted teeth as he shot him a glare before continuing on his march towards his wardrobe. He grabbed a loose black shirt and hurriedly wore it before giving Dimitri a small peck on his lips.Then, he rushed towards the sitting room and grabbed his car keys. And, he's sprinting out of the apartment and towards his car.Dimitri stood at the front of the apartment, watching as the car sped off in the distance. He knew he can't really do anything right now. And there it is, the feeling of being powerless. He hated it. He hated it with all the fibre in his being. But again, he swallowed, willing it to disappear. Afterall, it's not that he knew the location he drove off too.Vincent sped out of the area and into the city before pulling up at the front of a small cozy caf
~ VINCENT ~The drive back to his apartment was silent. He silently stepped out of the car and locked it. Infact, it seemed like the world itself was silent. When he entered, Dimitri was sitting on the couch, the TV's remote between his fingers. When he saw the door open, he sprang to his feet and rushed towards Vincent who looked like the weight of the whole world was placed on his shoulders. “What happened? What did she say?”Vincent forced on a smile, the smile not reaching his eyes. “Father and mother sent her to me.” He lied through his teeth.Dimitri's gaze lingered on his face, doubt evident in his eyes but he nodded nonetheless. He lightly tugged Vincent in and settled him on the couch. Then, he sat opposite him. “Can you tell me what she said though?” Vincent, who looked absentminded, snapped his gaze back to Dimitri. “No, it's nothing to worry about.” He said dismissively and stood up to make his way to his room. “I need to sleep.”Dimitri stared at his retreating back in
“The agent of one's undoing is frequently a familiar face hiding behind a mask of loyalty and deceit.” They say.Well, this is the case for Mara and Dimitri. The former, who wouldn't stop until she conquers her boss, and the latter, who didn't think such of his little secretary. One would have thought that Dimitri would confront Mara about what happened the other day. But he didn't. Since it was about Vincent, he already knew that he has a tendency of losing control when it comes to him. He's powerless when it comes to him, so he counted it as just another event that brought them closer. After checking up on the empire which is mostly managed by his second in command and cousin, Ivan, he adjusted his jacket and stepped out of the elevator which led him to his office's floor. And again, Mara was waiting. She's dressed in a black corporate gown and black flat shoes. They went through the normal routine of checking schedules and Dimitri cancelling off the ones that's not really worth
“So…” He started, deliberately trailing off while Elora spiraled off in panic, her hands covering her exposed breasts.“…you met with Vincent Reynolds today.” Elora nodded more times than needed, all the while squinting her eyes to get a better view of the stranger before her. “Who are you?” She whispered again.“Dimitri Santini. Remember that name because it may be the last you will ever know.”Elora's breath stilled in her throat and she opened her mouth, trying to scream but Dimitri beat her to it by cocking his gun. “I wouldn't do that if I were you…”“What do you want?”“Answers.”“I have none. I just came here for a release because my fiancé doesn't know how to do it.” She said, gritting her teeth in an attempt to stop herself from saying what she may regret.Dimitri chuckled. “Not the answer to that one.” He replied.Elora gulped, shifting back into the couch. “W…we broke up.” She stammered.Dimitri cocked an eyebrow, trying to see a reason in how that aligns with Vincent's so
Vincent was at home alone when his phone rang. He'd just finished a video call with one of his clients at that time and when his gaze wandered to the caller's name flashing on his phone's screen, it was a splitting headache that accompanied it.He let it ring for more minutes before he picked it up and put it on speaker while the phone was still on the table. Not allowing her to land, he said, “I have no money left, Elora.”Elora laughed. “You don't mean that right?”Vincent shook his head. “I've finished paying the Money which we agreed on as a billion dollars and now, I'm broke. I really have nothing left to give you.”“I still have the video and the pictures.”“You will delete it. I've performed my own end of the deal. It's left for you to perform yours.” “If I were you, I wouldn't try me, Vince.” “Sorry my bad.” Vincent snickered and cut the call. He continued rubbing the lines on his head before he dropped his fist on the table in anger. Some of the stuff on the table jumped b
~ DIMITRI ~He watched, his face blank as he stepped on the stage in his gown and was handed a diploma tube, a smile on his face as he started shaking hands with a long row of people consisting of men and women.What?Break their hands for daring to shake him? Carve out their eyes with his knife for staring at him, at his smile or sew their lips together for smiling at him? Umm, he could do all. But… he didn't want to scare him.It was a surprise not a mission to add more to the long list of his hatred for him. So, he sat there among the crowd who were cheering for the graduates while he tried to mix in with his eyes watching his every move, the glow in his eyes and the smile on his lips. It's simply addictive. He could watch him all day or no, that's what he'd been doing. He could watch him for eternity.When he reached the last line, he stopped again for the upteenth time and smiled in the direction of the camera, waiting for the famiiar flashlight.But that was when his eyes met h
A YEAR LATER~ VINCENT ~There was as much risk in taking leaps as there was in not leaping at all. Which was why Vincent had sourced for closure. Time heals everything will continue to be the biggest lie of all times to him. Because time didn't heal anything. He just learnt to live with a part of his heart gone and he's fine with it.Tonight's closure will cover up for the damages.It was his graduation tomorrow. The four friends had decided to have a pre graduation ceremony for Remi who'd repeated the same year more than two times and Vincent courtesy of Jenna.The incident at the bar the previous year didn't really deter them from going to bars and it didn't deter them this time either. Y.O.L.O!That's Jenna's mantra to get them to agree with her and it never fails. Afterall, they only live once and what's the worst that can happen. The living room was filled with different smells of cologne as they got dressed, music blasting in the speakers attached to the apartment's ceiling
~ DIMITRI ~The tension was palpable. The previous night, no one went for dinner except grandpa Santini and Selena who loved eating with him and had started feeling kind of obligated to do so just so he wouldn't feel lonely.The following morning, the maids had delivered that Grandpa Santini had made that morning’s breakfast compulsory. There was no choice. Everyone wanted the old man to be happy.Dimitri adjusted his shirt before picking his phone and stepping out of his room. The hallway was desolate but he was unfazed. Like usual, he reached the dining hall last.He bowed slightly before moving to his seat opposite Luca and settled down. The presence of the family members only made the tension rise. Selena felt like she was sitting on fire as she couldn't even spare Luca a glance as guilt gnawed at her insides. Over the night, she'd came to a conclusion.People like Luca are the type of people the caretakers at the orphanage warned her against. Unpredictable. Ruthless. Sly. The l
~ DIMITRI ~For the second time in his life, he dialed his father's number without being forced.The phone rang thrice before he picked up but he said nothing.“Where are you?” Dimitri asked.“Home.”“I'm coming.” Then, he cut the call.“Thank you.” He said to the doctor before walking out of his office and out of the hospital. He drove straight to the Santini mansion.He pocketed his key and walked towards the staircase again to his father's home office.The door was unlocked and he turned the knob and stepped inside. Luca was sitting behind his desk with his head leaned against the backrest of his chair, his face devoid of any emotion.Dimitri went to his desk and dropped the result of the DNA test on it. Then, he placed his hand on the desk and leaned on his hand.“Do you know that your wife had a child?” He asked directly.Luca raised an eyebrow as he watched Dimitri slide the brown envelope towards him. He picked it up and at that moment, Dimitri turned and walked out of his off
~ DIMITRI ~The past few days had been a blur. And Dimitri couldn't help but pretend. Not that he cared about people's opinion but for Grandpa Santini whose health was visibly declining, he pretended that he cared. That he cared about Ivan and Mara being locked up.That day, news about them being charged to court finally got to them. They'd been given fifteen years imprisonment each. That was when he finally had peace. Fifteen years of planning.He whispered to himself as he adjusted his jacket in the mirror. Now, he's finally done pretending.When he was done dressing, he went for breakfast. And as he dabbed his lips with the napkin, he cleared his throat,“I'm taking my leave.” He said, loud enough for everyone to hear. The few days where Mara and Ivan were waiting to be charged to court had turned to mourning for the Santinis. No one was allowed to act in a certain way and there's even an untold rule of not going to work. Dimitri was tired. He could only imagine how his first im
~ DIMITRI ~The following day, Selena had woken up early and gave the maids orders. After that, she took her bath and dressed up before going to Grandpa Santini's wing of the mansion.The old man was already awake, sitting on his chair in front of the door to his balcony. He didn't turn before knowing that the person who'd entered his room was Selena.“Good morning Grandpa.” She greeted him.“Good morning.” He greeted her and spared her a glance. When his eyes landed on her, he asked,“Are you going somewhere?”She nodded. “I need to go visit Mara.”The old man sighed and turned back to the view outside. “Make sure you use a facemask. I was just about to tell you that I need to be alone…. Sorry.”Selena chewed the insides of her cheek before suggesting, “Is the mood swing back again? Do you want me to call Dr. Dinna?”“Don't worry. Just… leave.”She said nothing as she turned and made her way out of the room. She shut the door behind her and leaned her back on the door, mouth parted.
~ VINCENT ~To Vincent, there's something about having loud friends —- he couldn't even be miserable in peace.No one said school was going to be easy. When he picked another MSc degree in fashion and clothing apparel, he'd thought it will be all rosy because he has passion for it. But well, school came with the entire ‘bats from hell' package and his not-really-serous friends are not helping.Their temporary lockdown due to the incident at the bar only lasted for a month since that was the time their groceries could last and again, they were forced to go back into the world and resume activities like a normal human.The only ‘good’ thing the incident caused was it made Jenna funnier and more petty. She never failed to remind Remi of what he did that day.Vincent closed his eyes, feeling as the water from the shower head trickled down his skin. He continued to use his palm to scrub his body as he murmured the music which was blasting in the whole apartment to himself.His fingers brus
Things don't always go as planned. When Sinclair's brother started the live video, he didn't expect to do the exact opposite of what he wanted to do. With shock and panic coursing through his veins, his eyes darted to his comment section. It was in an uproar. He'd frozen and when one of his friends tapped his shoulder, his phone fell from his hand to the ground with a clatter. Ivan was as pale as a ghost. He never expected Mara to be this desperate. He shook his head wildly as his eyes met Grandpa Santini's who was staring up at him from his chair.“She's joking.” He said with a nervous chuckle.“I'm not.” Mara declared, her voice form. “If you don't let me go and insist on aborting my baby, I will share the news.” “You are not okay.” Ivan continued to repeat in denial. “You are obviously not okay.” His head was spinning. “I didn't do it. You did. You were the one that exchanged the water which meant you did it.” With each sentence, he took a step towards Mara who was also taking s
“Huh?” Ivan asked in confusion, his brain failing to at first grasp what grandpa Santini had said but when he traced the direction of his jutted chin to Mara, his nostrils flared but he said nothing.“Are you deaf? Why did you have sex with her? You still had the galls to force yourself on her just because you want to get back at—”“ —-wait. She told you that?” Ivan asked, interrupting him with a chuckle. Then he turned to Mara, an amused look on his face. “Why didn't you tell him the truth?” Mara sobbed, shaking her head wildly but she said nothing and could only hope that the ground should open and swallow her. The embarrassment and shame is simply too much for her to handle.With a sigh, Ivan moved to sit at the feet of grandpa Santini's bed. “And point of correction. I didn't sleep with Dimitri's wife. Instead, he married my woman. It wouldn't have been possible if she wasn't a whore though.” He said with a shrug.“He's lying.” Mara whispered.The old man was confused but he turn