~ DIMITRI ~It only took weeks before Dimitri's not so peaceful life went haywire. And it started with the phone call from Grandpa Santini who urged him to pull up at the Santini mansion as early as possible. Reluctantly, he dropped everything he was doing and called one of his chauffeurs to get the car ready. Some minutes later, Dimitri walked out of the Santini corporation with his head held high and his hands in his gray pants pocket. The car pulled up at the company's entrance and he stepped in after the door was opened for him by one of the two men accompanying him including the driver.The ride was silent until they reached the Santini's mansion. One of the escorts at the front hurried out to open Dimitri's door and after that, he stepped outside. He dusted invisible dirts on his pants before walking towards the main entrance, his hands leisurely by his sides.On entering, he groaned. His father, his step mother, grandpa Santini, Ivan, Nikolai and Nicole - Ivan's twin siblings
~ DIMITRI ~Few hours later and the mansion's hall was already decorated to fit the theme and mood Grandpa Santini wanted. The maids hurried in and out of the mansion's hall with baskets of decorative items while some pushed in a stroller with a big white cake. The air was filled with the smell of food and low chatters. On the second floor, in a room down the hall stood Dimitri, clad in a black suit, standing before a mirror. He stared back at his reflection with an emotionless face. His hair had been slicked back with gel making his angular and sharp features more prominent. Soon enough, there was a knock on the door and he didn't turn to check since he already knew who'd knocked on the door just by the way they knocked. The door opened and Ivan entered, wearing a black pants with his sleeves rolled up to his arms.He walked towards Dimitri, his jacket dangling on his arm. “If I'd known you would be a married man today, I would have arranged a bachelor's party yesterday.” He said,
~ VINCENT ~It seemed Mr Ricci forgot to mention the ‘free circus entertainment’ perk that came with the apartment. Just when Vincent thought his day couldn't get any weirder, the plane couple showed up with their oddly dressed friend in tow. Vincent groaned as he fixed his gaze on the approaching trio. The guy from the plane spotted him first and he cleared his throat alerting his partner — the lady from the plane — who has a chip halfway into her opened mouth with her eyes fixed on her other friend who walked beside her while showing her something on his phone. She lifted her gaze to her friend, brows raised. His eyes moved to Vincent's direction animatedly. The lady glared at her friend in irritation but when her gaze moved to where he's standing, her eyes widened like saucers and she hurriedly tapped her friend who still has his eyes fixed on his phone.“That's the asshole.” She whispered between mouthfuls, not bothering to keep her voice low. “Shhhhhh Jenna, he can hear you!”
~ DIMITRI ~Dimitri sat on a comfortable couch, his eyes fixed on nothing. To others, he's staring at the pristine white wall opposite him, but he's actually staring at nothing. The smell of antiseptic clung to the air like it's a lifeline. Opposite him, Ivan leaned on the wall, his eyes closed with a crease on his forehead. Dimitri's father paced the white vast empty hallways with his hands in his pocket, his jaw clenched too tight. It's the first time he will ever lose his composure. On the other hand, Dimitri's stepmother spared Dimitri deathly side glances on regular intervals. There's a loud beep from the door opposite Dimitri. The entire private hospital suite has been booked and labelled off limits to outsiders that are not part of the Santini family. Some minutes later, an old man in a white coat stepped out of the door opposite Dimitri. The sound of the door shutting closed finally broke Dimitri out of his little reverie and he shifted his gaze to the doctor.The doctor, w
~ VINCENT ~No one said healing was going to be a walk in the park. Perhaps, Vincent thought running away from his problems would make him heal or forget about them. But he'd been ignorant of the fact that, untreated wounds rot and decay. Moreover, the thing about problems is that they adapt. A location, a different problem, same person. It's like thinking that becoming more richer or powerful will solve ones problem not knowing the problems will get cunnier.Vincent's hand halted on the door knob as he tried to strain his ears to catch the voices on the other side of his door.“Are you sure we should do this?” A voice whispered.Vincent groaned as he recognised the voice, his grip on his bag tightening.“Just knock, he won't bite.” Jenna ordered.However, before any any fist could knock on the door, Vincent pulled the door open, coming face to face with his shocked neighbours.Remi’s mouth was parted in shock. Jenna held a candy halfway into her mouth. Then, she shook her head, rega
~ MARA ~Mara couldn't help but think of this as a sort of crude joke.A sack letter?Who does that?She closed her eyes at Dimitri's unjustness and leaned her back against the walls of the elevator. When the elevator dinged, she stood straight and dusted invisible dirts on her short black gown.With head held high, she stepped into Dimitri's floor. His guards were already waiting at the front of his door. Mara wore a smile as she approached them.“Hiiiiiiiiii.” She greeted, moving towards Dimitri's door, the smile still on her face.Two of the guards stood in front of the door, blocking her way.She raised an eyebrow. “What's happening?”“Boss said not to allow anyone entry.”“Boss said not to allow you entry.” They said in unison.The arch in Mara's brows deepened as she wondered which of the two statements she wants to believe. Knowing Dimitri, she decided to believe the latter.She bit her lips in embarrassment as her grip on her small bag tightened. “I…” She swallowed.“I need j
~ VINCENT ~“We will wait for you here.” Vincent raised an eyebrow, his gaze scanning the trio who looked like they were about to go out.“But you have somewhere to be… like, you are dressed like you do.” Basically, Vincent had just come back from his little outing when he bumped into his neighbours who were dressed like they were on their way out.“Don't worry about us.” Jenna said, waving her hand as if swatting a fly. “As long as you still wanna hang out, we will cancel all our plans, right Alex?” She asked, hitting him softly with her shoulders.“Of course.” He said with a smile, his eyes fixed on Vincent.Vincent sighed before unlocking his door and stepping in. He halted, not knowing what to do, before he cleared his throat.“Please come in.” He whispered, ushering the trio into his new home.“You have a cool place dude.” Remi praised. Vincent bit the insides of his cheeks in nervousness as he stepped further into his haven. He pointed to the couch, signalling for them to set
“What have you done?” A low voice laced with disdain asked. “What have you done Dimitri?!” Dimitri ignored the accusation, his movements deliberate as he approached the lifeless body sprawled across the bedroom floor. He knelt beside her, his dark eyes fixed on her pale face. With precision, he placed two fingers on her neck, his jaw tensing as he confirmed the truth. The woman kneeling beside Ava's body, her red hair a stark contrast to Ava's limp form, looked up at Dimitri with tears and venom in her eyes. “You killed her! You monster! You should have sent her back to us if you didn’t want her!” Dimitri rose to his feet, his expression unreadable. He tilted his head, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I should?” His gaze locked onto Ava’s mother, her features a haunting echo of her daughter’s. “Return my daughter to me this instant!” Mrs. Bianchi begged, her voice cracking. Dimitri’s response was a cold, calculated smile, his eyes glinting with a hint of menace. “The last ti
~ VINCENT ~“We will wait for you here.” Vincent raised an eyebrow, his gaze scanning the trio who looked like they were about to go out.“But you have somewhere to be… like, you are dressed like you do.” Basically, Vincent had just come back from his little outing when he bumped into his neighbours who were dressed like they were on their way out.“Don't worry about us.” Jenna said, waving her hand as if swatting a fly. “As long as you still wanna hang out, we will cancel all our plans, right Alex?” She asked, hitting him softly with her shoulders.“Of course.” He said with a smile, his eyes fixed on Vincent.Vincent sighed before unlocking his door and stepping in. He halted, not knowing what to do, before he cleared his throat.“Please come in.” He whispered, ushering the trio into his new home.“You have a cool place dude.” Remi praised. Vincent bit the insides of his cheeks in nervousness as he stepped further into his haven. He pointed to the couch, signalling for them to set
~ MARA ~Mara couldn't help but think of this as a sort of crude joke.A sack letter?Who does that?She closed her eyes at Dimitri's unjustness and leaned her back against the walls of the elevator. When the elevator dinged, she stood straight and dusted invisible dirts on her short black gown.With head held high, she stepped into Dimitri's floor. His guards were already waiting at the front of his door. Mara wore a smile as she approached them.“Hiiiiiiiiii.” She greeted, moving towards Dimitri's door, the smile still on her face.Two of the guards stood in front of the door, blocking her way.She raised an eyebrow. “What's happening?”“Boss said not to allow anyone entry.”“Boss said not to allow you entry.” They said in unison.The arch in Mara's brows deepened as she wondered which of the two statements she wants to believe. Knowing Dimitri, she decided to believe the latter.She bit her lips in embarrassment as her grip on her small bag tightened. “I…” She swallowed.“I need j
~ VINCENT ~No one said healing was going to be a walk in the park. Perhaps, Vincent thought running away from his problems would make him heal or forget about them. But he'd been ignorant of the fact that, untreated wounds rot and decay. Moreover, the thing about problems is that they adapt. A location, a different problem, same person. It's like thinking that becoming more richer or powerful will solve ones problem not knowing the problems will get cunnier.Vincent's hand halted on the door knob as he tried to strain his ears to catch the voices on the other side of his door.“Are you sure we should do this?” A voice whispered.Vincent groaned as he recognised the voice, his grip on his bag tightening.“Just knock, he won't bite.” Jenna ordered.However, before any any fist could knock on the door, Vincent pulled the door open, coming face to face with his shocked neighbours.Remi’s mouth was parted in shock. Jenna held a candy halfway into her mouth. Then, she shook her head, rega
~ DIMITRI ~Dimitri sat on a comfortable couch, his eyes fixed on nothing. To others, he's staring at the pristine white wall opposite him, but he's actually staring at nothing. The smell of antiseptic clung to the air like it's a lifeline. Opposite him, Ivan leaned on the wall, his eyes closed with a crease on his forehead. Dimitri's father paced the white vast empty hallways with his hands in his pocket, his jaw clenched too tight. It's the first time he will ever lose his composure. On the other hand, Dimitri's stepmother spared Dimitri deathly side glances on regular intervals. There's a loud beep from the door opposite Dimitri. The entire private hospital suite has been booked and labelled off limits to outsiders that are not part of the Santini family. Some minutes later, an old man in a white coat stepped out of the door opposite Dimitri. The sound of the door shutting closed finally broke Dimitri out of his little reverie and he shifted his gaze to the doctor.The doctor, w
~ VINCENT ~It seemed Mr Ricci forgot to mention the ‘free circus entertainment’ perk that came with the apartment. Just when Vincent thought his day couldn't get any weirder, the plane couple showed up with their oddly dressed friend in tow. Vincent groaned as he fixed his gaze on the approaching trio. The guy from the plane spotted him first and he cleared his throat alerting his partner — the lady from the plane — who has a chip halfway into her opened mouth with her eyes fixed on her other friend who walked beside her while showing her something on his phone. She lifted her gaze to her friend, brows raised. His eyes moved to Vincent's direction animatedly. The lady glared at her friend in irritation but when her gaze moved to where he's standing, her eyes widened like saucers and she hurriedly tapped her friend who still has his eyes fixed on his phone.“That's the asshole.” She whispered between mouthfuls, not bothering to keep her voice low. “Shhhhhh Jenna, he can hear you!”
~ DIMITRI ~Few hours later and the mansion's hall was already decorated to fit the theme and mood Grandpa Santini wanted. The maids hurried in and out of the mansion's hall with baskets of decorative items while some pushed in a stroller with a big white cake. The air was filled with the smell of food and low chatters. On the second floor, in a room down the hall stood Dimitri, clad in a black suit, standing before a mirror. He stared back at his reflection with an emotionless face. His hair had been slicked back with gel making his angular and sharp features more prominent. Soon enough, there was a knock on the door and he didn't turn to check since he already knew who'd knocked on the door just by the way they knocked. The door opened and Ivan entered, wearing a black pants with his sleeves rolled up to his arms.He walked towards Dimitri, his jacket dangling on his arm. “If I'd known you would be a married man today, I would have arranged a bachelor's party yesterday.” He said,
~ DIMITRI ~It only took weeks before Dimitri's not so peaceful life went haywire. And it started with the phone call from Grandpa Santini who urged him to pull up at the Santini mansion as early as possible. Reluctantly, he dropped everything he was doing and called one of his chauffeurs to get the car ready. Some minutes later, Dimitri walked out of the Santini corporation with his head held high and his hands in his gray pants pocket. The car pulled up at the company's entrance and he stepped in after the door was opened for him by one of the two men accompanying him including the driver.The ride was silent until they reached the Santini's mansion. One of the escorts at the front hurried out to open Dimitri's door and after that, he stepped outside. He dusted invisible dirts on his pants before walking towards the main entrance, his hands leisurely by his sides.On entering, he groaned. His father, his step mother, grandpa Santini, Ivan, Nikolai and Nicole - Ivan's twin siblings
~ VINCENT ~Apart from hating Dimitri with all his heart, he also hated sitting in the middle seat in planes. He'd always preferred sitting on the seat near the window, but today on his trip to Miami, flight-luck was not on his side.Unfortunately, he was squashed between two couples who are always passing stuff and talking to each other. Vincent closed his eyes, his brows scrunched in frustration as the lady to his left leaned forward to talk to her partner, who was sitting on Vincent's right while he hoped that he won't feel any saliva landing on his being.The lady feeling his distress slowly tapped him and he peeled his weary eyes open with a questioning look etched on his brows.“What?”She blew the gum in her mouth and pointed to her partner. “If you don't mind, can you come sit here so I can be closer with my partner?” She asked.And Vincent internally rolled his eyes. My partner, my foot! If he's not lucky in love by not having a partner, he will make sure anyone around him fe
~ VINCENT ~What do a normal human do in this situation? Sit down and continue to wallow in self pity? Or give up on everything altogether?It's supposed to be either of the two. But… Vincent is not a normal human. His breaking point didn't break him. Instead, it broke another thing. And what's that? The fog clouding his senses.He dropped his phone and let out one long bitter laugh until his belly ached. Then, he stood up. Even though he looked tired, there was a certain light burning in the depth of his eyes. And it's not the normal light that always burns in his eyes. Instead, this one was different, dangerous, it was the light that was drawn from pain. Instead of letting his situation break him, he drew motivation from it. And that was all that mattered to him at the moment. First things first, Vincent took off his shirt, leaving only sweat pants that hung loosely around his snatched waist. He'd grown lean but he didn't care about that right now. The only thing that mattered for