She looked at herself in the mirror. The Adamson decided to throw a party for her. It's like she's still turning 18 when she's already 19. Her mom locked her up in her room together with her personal makeup artist, hairstylist and others. She can't name them.“Oh my, why did you dye your brunette hair?” her hairstylist said. “I think you look better with your natural brunette one.”She didn't bother uttering a word. She just stared at herself in the mirror. They styled her hair in a messy bun and applied light makeup on her face. She's also wearing a piece of very expensive jewelry that Hermano brought for her as a gift—which she wasn't that thankful about. It's expensive. The price can feed the hungry street children in a month.“Can we remove this?” her pedicurist asked her: pertaining to the anklet she's still wearing.She stared at it longer before finally deciding to nod her head. The woman immediately took off the anklet and placed it above the vanity dresser as she continue mea
"Are we clear, baby girl?" he whispered softly against her ear.Her breathing hitched. She closed her eyes when Hunter reached for her waist and pulled her close to his body. She gulped and inhaled his scent. God, she would probably be lying if she'll say she didn't miss his scent.“Answer me, Krysie.” He swayed their bodies in slow motion as if they're dancing in the middle of this room full of her portraits without a song.Krysie gulped and bit her lip as she slowly opened her eyes. Hunter's blue eyes locked on hers, and it's hypnotizing her every single minute. Her knees wobbled when Hunter leaned in and kissed her cheeks, near her ear.“You are bound to be ours, Krysie. Please understand that we can't let you change your name unless you'll marry us.” He sniffed her scent and his lips touched her ears. “Happy birthday, my baby.”Krysie can't process the words coming from Hunter's mouth. She's trying to understand but she can't. His words can't sink in. It's like listening to music
Krysie woke up with a heavy thing that's placed above her tummy. She slowly opened her eyes, only to see Carson's sleeping face in front of her. She turned her head to look over her shoulders to see the owner of the arm, and it was Elias.Embarrassment stirred in her and she can feel her cheeks burning to remember what happened last night. How she moaned loudly and dang...she still can't get over the thought that she agreed to this. She can't blame the liquor for she's not drunk! The one to blame is herself and her stupidity.“Good morning, baby.”Her eyes landed on the man who had just come out from the shower. It was Hunter. He's busy wiping his wet hair and he's already wearing his faded blue pants. She immediately looked away when her eyes almost landed on his tummy.Why does he have to be so ripped?“G-Good morning,” she mumbled.She pushed Elias' arm carefully and tried to sit but when she moved her legs, she can feel the stinging pain between her thighs. Making her bit her lip
Krysie was busy scrolling on her feed. Hunter gave back her phone two months ago and it's been two months since that night happened. Today is the first week of December, and she's here in the school's canteen. Chilling and did not attend her last class because she was late.Saki wasn't around, and there are only a few students are here. It's past four, and she knows Carson is monitoring her through the school's CCTV. Perks of being the owner of the school.Someone suddenly landed a cup of Starbucks coffee cup on the table she's occupying. She lifted her gaze only to see the guy who owned that cup. It was the nerdy guy she find cute on her first day of school in biology. The one who made doodles!"Can I sit here?" he asked.Confused, she nodded her head and secretly roamed her eyes around. There are plenty of vacant seats in the cafeteria and he chooses to sit with her. That's odd."I'm Noah Knight, by the way." He smiled.His last name rang a bell inside her head. It's quite familiar,
Warning: SPG| R18.Read at your own risk.Want 50“Why the fuck is he here anyway?” Elias asked.They are in Hunter's library. After that Eliot said his name, Elias dragged her away from that guy and they're here. She's sitting beside Elias and her fingers are busy playing with his hair. His head rested on her chest and his arms were wrapped around her. He's like a baby looking for a mother's cuddle.Hunter was sitting on his office chair and Carson is busy typing something on his laptop. He's been very busy these past few days. Even Hunter. Elias just got home and he's clingy.But no one can beat Hunter. He's the clingiest among them.“He said Dad invited him,” Carson replied. “Shall we drag him out?”“That's rude,” she interjected. She can't help herself interjecting their conversation. “I think he's nice.”“Don't ever go near that dickhead, Brat.” Elias kissed her chest. “We hate him.”She nodded her head. She's not in the mood to have an argument with them. She's hungry but they a
"I think this one suits it better, Mother." She groaned.They are decorating the Christmas tree since Hermano and the siblings went out for golf. Eliot was nowhere to be found, her mother said he went out to meet some friends which she thinks was weird. She doesn't care about him, why the hell would her mother tell her his whereabouts?"Should we use the ladder?" Millet asked.Krysie groaned. "You probably should."She's still sore and not in the mood to move a limb. Two maids are helping her mother and she thinks it's enough. She won't help. She's not in the mood."Honey," her mom called. "Are you seeing someone right now? I mean, look, Eliot is handsome and I think he's interested in you. Why don't you give it a try?"She groaned and lay on the couch. "Well, I'm not interested. And Elias forbids me until I finish my study."With the mere mention of Elias' name, her mom lifted a gaze on her. "Anyway, Daughter. I have something to ask.""What?" she lazily replied.Her mother stops arr
Two weeks with Eliot inside the house was kind of awkward and confusing. It's been two weeks since the revelations she had from Kaizer and now she's in contact with him secretly. He bought her a new phone. A thoughtful brother he is. “Krysie!” her mother groaned. “Where did you put the ketchup?!” She immediately hid the bottle of ketchup under the throw pillow and continue dipping the peanuts in the ketchup. “I put it in the cabinet!” “It's not here!” She groaned. “Then just buy a new one!”“That would be the sixth bottle for today!”Krysie rolled her eyes and continue watching the movie show about love for animals, baby animals. Atasha is just beside her, playing with her toy and barking to no one in particular. She stretched her legs for she's starting to feel numb and yawn. Her mom's so busy in the kitchen while she's here, sit still, look pretty in the mansion's living room. Christmas Eve would be tonight, and she still doesn't have gifts to give the siblings—but she's expec
"She's Maddison Hilton. Your sons' fiancé."Krysie felt like her whole world came crashing into her. Even the moment when Eliot smiled widely while looking at her, and the teary eyes of the girl beside him. She looks so beautiful with her pink dress that reveals a sight of her cleavage. She's indeed a goddess."Love..." she chanted; her soft voice is lingering through her ears.Krysie wasn't able to react when someone from behind her run towards the girl. It was too late for her to realize it was Hunter, followed by Elias. And at the moment...she feels like every strength of her body suddenly vanished. All she could ever see is how the two hugged Maddison tight as if they're longing for her.Someone behind her wrapped his arms around her waist. Krysie turned her head and saw it was Carson. His jaw was clenching while looking at the woman; his arm is possessively holding her waist."God..." She cried. "I missed you.""We missed you, too. So much," Hunter said; his voice hoarse.Maddiso