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The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: LIES
"Dad? What are you doing here?" I ask my father who is staring at me like given a chance, he would not hesitate to detach my head from my body. "What am I doing here? I should be asking you that question." My father says with a scary looking sneer. "What are you doing here with this boy toy of yours? I'm not even the least bit surprised. Of course you would whore yourself out to a guy just for some cheap jewelleries."I flush red at his disgusted tone. I don't bother telling him that I'm not here of my own free will and that the jewelleries in this place are by no means cheap. "You are one to talk." Roman says coldly from behind me like he knows something I don't. My father stares at him for what seems like minutes with a scowl on his face. Whatever response he was about to spit out is interrupted by the arrival of a girl who looks not too older than me. "Why did you leave me inside, baby? And who is this?" The girl asks with distrust in her eyes. I almost choke at the term of e
The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: LOCKED AGAIN
"Is there something wrong, Aella?" Lily asks, breaking me out of my reverie. I smile at her, planning on excusing myself from this conversation. "No. Everything is perfect. But I think I'm getting a little bit sick.” “Sick?” Lily asks with a look of confusion and concern on her face. “Yes. I feel feverish and a little lightheaded.” I say while faking a little shiver. “So don't you need to go to the hospital or something?” Lily asks in a tone laced with concern. “No, I just think I need to rest my head a little, then I will be fine.” I say with a little smile, hoping she reads between the lines. “Okay, then I think I will come back later when you are strong enough.” Lily says with a tight smile before walking out the door. I breathe in a huge sigh of relief, for some time there, I thought I was doing something wrong deciding to be with Roman. But no matter how much I tell myself I'm not in the wrong, I just can't get the fact that I might have stolen someone's boyfriend out of
The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: THREATS
“Will you calm the fuck down!” Ashley screams at the hysterical Kylie. “When I leave this fucking room, you all will pay for this!” Kylie screams in response. The fear creeping up my spine and settling in the bottom of my stomach has me retching. “For once in your miserable life, can you at least pay attention to someone aside from yourself?” Ashley says while giving Kylie a death glare. This gets Kylie's attention, she looks at me with a confused look on her face, “What's wrong with her?” “It's not rocket science, Kylie. She's obviously claustrophobic.” Ashley says in a taunting voice. “Well if you know so much about it, then do something!” Kylie says looking sick and scared at the same time. “If I knew what to do, I would have done something ever since.” Ashley responds in an equally scared tone. Kylie pats her pockets, looking for her phone and hissing angrily when she doesn't find it. “Dang it! I'm not with my phone.” “This is all your fault! If you hadn't dragged me in he
The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: TILL OUR NEXT LIFETIME.
I sip the water from the glass placed in front of me by Roman. I stare at him for some time, loving the sexy side view I'm getting. I almost combust on the spot when he winks at me. I turn around abruptly and flush beetroot red when he chuckles behind me. After I ran into him yesterday, he brought me back to his apartment and held me while I cried and cursed at the injustice in the world. I told him all about my dad's plans to marry me off, and he swore he would kill him. But I guess like all other things, he didn't mean it, and this too was just a statement said in the heat of anger. My attention is brought back to the present when he places a plate of omelette, bacon, and fries in front of me as well as a cold glass of orange juice. Roman leans against the counter, sipping a glass of water, “What do you intend on doing today?” I choke on my food at the question. I reach for my glass of juice and take a large gulp before turning back to assure Roman who had rushed to my side th
The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: Who The Hell Are You?
TWO YEARS LATER ROMAN“Speak.” The cold aloof voice says to the person on the other end of the line. “B..os…s, something st…ran..ge happe..ned.” The person responds, stammering out of fear. Roman picks up his cell phone and disconnects it from the speakers in the meeting room. The senior staff in the meeting room look between themselves, finding this action of their boss very strange. This was the same boss who would rather they stay in a meeting for six straight hours than give them a break to work on their proposals. He never takes calls during meetings and has sacked a staff whose phone rang during a meeting. Roman calmly places the phone on his ear, waiting patiently for the person on the other end of the line to speak. “Boss, sh…e's aw…a..ke.” The voice says after a moment of silence. “How is that possible?” Roman says in a very calm voice, the only thing betraying his nervousness being his fastened breathing. “I d…o..n't know, sir. I think she has healed completely.” Th
The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: Fake Police Call.
I bury my face in my hands, wondering what kind of person I was for the last two years before my accident. “How did I get tangled up with that sexy annoying hulk of a man?” I ask Ashley in an exaggerated tone. “I don't know, maybe when you get your memories back, you will know why.” Ashley says vaguely. “Why won't you tell me all that happened, everybody is just going round and round in circles, tell me what I've forgotten.” I say to Ashley in a firm tone I hope will make her cave. “And I keep telling you, the doctor said it's not safe to tell you. He said it's better if you remember it all by yourself.” Ashley says once more in a tone that grates on my nerves. Just before I respond, Kate barges into the room, making her presence known with her usual screeching voice. “Oh my God, Aella. They refused to let me come see you. Oh, my poor baby girl, you look so malnourished. Don't worry, Mother's gonna nurse you back to health. I have this set of pills that have been said to fatten e
The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER THIRTY: Compensation For All Your Stress.
I sip my coffee slowly, not showing my nervousness at the presence of this imposing figure sitting across from me. I'm proud of myself for ignoring him until he gives me a little knowing smirk which grates on my nerves.“What's so funny?” I ask angrily. “You.” Roman says, giving his usual one-word reply. “Really? How so?” I ask in a saccharine sweet tone, which betrays my anger and distaste. “We've been here before. And no, I'm not referring to the diner.” Roman responds calmly either blatantly ignoring my tone or not understanding the underlying sarcasm in it. His response has me taken aback. If I knew he would be so willing to talk about our past, I wouldn't have blatantly ignored him these last few days. “And who broke first?” I ask him, taking a sip from my cup, not wanting him to know I was too interested in his willingness to divulge any information. I was kinda desperate to remember. Ashley told me that those last two years were probably the worst years of my life and I'm
The Tale Of Roman's Obsession CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: Plan To Disgust.
I pace around my tiny apartment, waiting for the other shoe to drop, glancing occasionally at my phone to see if I've been contacted. When I told Ashley the whole ordeal, she told me she had to end the call to start planning for my burial and even went as far as asking me who and who I wanted to be at the burial. When my phone screen lights up, I run towards it, only to find out it's just my dad calling. “Hello, father.” I say in a cold tone once I pick up the call. In my dictionary, those two words could be taken to mean ‘Why the hell are you calling me?’ ‘how much do you need from me?’ “Aella, your tantrums have gone on for far too long. It's time to come home.” My Father says in a stern tone. I breathe in heavily, not knowing how to express to this narcissistic person that I do not intend to come back home any time soon. “I'm not coming back home, father. I have an apartment and a job, and I'm doing just okay.” I say to him with a tight strained smile I hope he can sense from
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