~A HOUSE WITHOUT A SOUL~ The call came unexpectedly—just like the day my mother’s car crashed. "Gemini," my father had called. My eyes lifted from the strawberry cake I was holding. It was my mom’s favorite. "Your mother," he began, his voice cold as ever. The smile on my lips faded the moment he mentioned her name. "She isn’t coming home, sweetheart. She died in a car crash."He said it as if it were something an eighteen-year-old girl would want to hear. The cake slipped from my hands, crashing onto the floor. Tears streamed down my face. And just like that, my mother was taken from me. Now, here I was again, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white, trying to stay calm. "Please, please, just hold on until I get there," I whispered, biting my lower lip nervously. I shook my head, trying to push back the tears burning behind my eyes. "Please… Damn it!" I yelled, slamming my horn repeatedly as the car in front of me refused to move fast enough.
~AN ICON~The news of Victoria Greyson’s passing spread like wildfire through New York. It was a somber day for both the Saint and Greyson families. At her grandmother’s estate, Gemini sat motionless in the grand living room, her hands resting on her lap. People flowed in and out of the house, offering their condolences, but to her, their words felt hollow. "What did they really know about my grandmother?" she thought bitterly, her gaze distant. Her eyes followed her Uncle Brandon as he moved through the crowd, forcing himself to smile while shaking hands with guests. He was doing his best to be strong, but Gemini could see through it. His mother was gone. His sister—Gemini’s mother—had been taken from him years ago. And now, he was all alone. “Gemini, sweetheart,” Aunt Vivian spoke softly, placing a warm, concerned hand on Gemini’s back. “Why don’t you go upstairs and rest for a while?”Vivian watched her husband niece carefully. Gemini hadn’t spoken much since the guests s
~SHADOWS AND SECRET ~Gustavo’s grip on Jerome’s collar tightened, his knuckles turning white. “I mean it, Jerome—stay the hell out of my business.”Jerome merely smirked, completely unfazed by Gustavo’s aggression. He was about to make a snide remark when a familiar voice interrupted them. “What the hell is going on here?”Both men turned to see Ciara standing at the entrance of the dimly lit hallway, her arms crossed over her chest. Jerome straightened his jacket and flashed her a sly smile. “Ah, Mrs. Saint, always a pleasure.” He dipped his head mockingly before brushing past Gustavo, leaving without another word. Ciara watched him go before turning her sharp glare to Gustavo. “What are you doing?” she hissed. “Do you have any idea how reckless you’re being? The last thing we need is unnecessary attention.”Gustavo exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “He’s a snake, Ciara. You shouldn’t trust him.”Ciara rolled her eyes. “And you think I don’t know that?” She ste
. (Stop treating me like a child) My eyes are fixed on the garden, and thanks to the transparent view, I can easily silence the voices around me, just got admission into NYU and I feel like my whole life has already been planned out for me. The sun cast a warm glow on each rosy flowerbed, they were my mom's favorite, still shaken by her sudden death, I wish she never left that night, if only I knew it was the last time I might get to see her, I would have held on longer. "Are you even listening" my dad's cold and husky voice interrupted my thoughts as I glanced around the dining table, all eyes were on me. "Excuse me" I manage to say, my voice calm. Ignoring the mocking smile from my stepmother and sister, God I hate them both, I held my head high, refusing to let their doubt defeat me "S-sorry got distracted" trying to look prepared for whatever earful he has in store for me "Are you even ready, your mind seems to be somewhere else, am I boring you Gemini" I knew this was a tra
Hello love (1)Gustavo (pov) Since we left the mansion, her silence has been suffocating. It stings, knowing that she's still angry with me. I can't understand her; she should be grateful for the life she has. people like us have to fight tooth and nail just to survive, yet she has everything handled to her on a silver platter. My frustration builds, gripping the steering wheel tightly, my eyes locked on the congested road ahead. New York City's traffic is notorious, and today is no exception. The City's Charm and vibrant lifestyle drew me here, a place where dreams come true for ambitious souls like mine. But today, it feels like a nightmare. I honked at the car in front of me, desperately clinging to my composure. All I want is for this chaotic morning to end on a positive note. Taking a glance at her through the rearview mirror, my heart skipped a beat. She was breathtakingly beautiful with her golden blond hair cascading effortlessly on her shoulder. Each Ray of sunlight dance
Hello love (2)I stood frozen, my eyes locked on the chaotic scene unraveling before me. Time seemed to stand still as I struggled to absorb everything happening in front of my disbelieving gaze. His desperate moan mingled with hers, filling the room with a symphony of desire and carnal pleasure.He held her tightly in his lap, their bodies moving with an intensity that boarded on reckless abandon. With each forceful thrust, she surrenders herself unreservedly, their connection creating an intoxicating dance of shared passion. The soft rays of sunlight delicately caressed her fiery red curls, infusing them with a warm, ethereal glow.Her ample bosom bounced rhythmically, seemingly dancing to the primal rhythm driving their coalition. Her moan grew in volume, cascading through the air like ripples of ecstasy. However, amidst this mesmerizing tableau, Samantha's presence suddenly registered beside me.Shocked by the explicit display unfolding mere inches away, her astonishment was palp
Hello stranger Gustavo (Pov)I know coming was a mistake, but I felt I left things back at the office on the wrong foot, I needed to set things right, I hate hurting her, but sometimes she leaves me no choice. I stared at the door that was just being shut in my face, I should have responded, I should have said something, why couldn't I, of course am hers, and forever will be. My whole body ached, today was a lot, I thought seeing her would ease some of my pain and ache, but instead, it just added to it.*********(Gemini pov)The car was moving at full speed, Avina the mixed Asia beauty face radiating pure euphoria “Tonight’s going to be epic” Avina yelled, her dark hair dancing in the wind “Hey, be careful” Benson yelled, slamming the brake as the speedometer hit 60km. “Don't be reckless, Avina”“Guys, I still wanna live” Penelope clutched onto me for support. “ this was a bad idea, we should have taken a cab, these two are InSane For two years Benson and Avina had been insepara
(Don't repeat those mistakes)(Simon pov)***********In the warm morning sun, her flawless skin glowed, complimented by her golden silk blond hair. Fascinated by her beauty, I couldn't help but stare. As I reached out to caress her face, she suddenly flinched, a perplexed expression crossing her face."What the fuck are you doing" she exclaimed, pulling away slightly "Oh, I thought you had something on your face" I quickly summed up, trying to brush off the awkwardness.She grabbed her phone and glanced at it with a frustrated sigh, sitting up and reaching for her scattered clothes."Fuck" she muttered under her breath, hastily shifting the bedsheet to cover her boobs "Nothing I haven't seen love, they were glorious" A wicked grin appeared on my face, I could tell she was angry but I loved it, it made her more sexy.(Gemini pov)***********Late and disoriented, I impatiently threw on my dress, and grabbed my heels, bag, and jacket, desperately scanning the room to guarantee I had
~SHADOWS AND SECRET ~Gustavo’s grip on Jerome’s collar tightened, his knuckles turning white. “I mean it, Jerome—stay the hell out of my business.”Jerome merely smirked, completely unfazed by Gustavo’s aggression. He was about to make a snide remark when a familiar voice interrupted them. “What the hell is going on here?”Both men turned to see Ciara standing at the entrance of the dimly lit hallway, her arms crossed over her chest. Jerome straightened his jacket and flashed her a sly smile. “Ah, Mrs. Saint, always a pleasure.” He dipped his head mockingly before brushing past Gustavo, leaving without another word. Ciara watched him go before turning her sharp glare to Gustavo. “What are you doing?” she hissed. “Do you have any idea how reckless you’re being? The last thing we need is unnecessary attention.”Gustavo exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “He’s a snake, Ciara. You shouldn’t trust him.”Ciara rolled her eyes. “And you think I don’t know that?” She ste
~AN ICON~The news of Victoria Greyson’s passing spread like wildfire through New York. It was a somber day for both the Saint and Greyson families. At her grandmother’s estate, Gemini sat motionless in the grand living room, her hands resting on her lap. People flowed in and out of the house, offering their condolences, but to her, their words felt hollow. "What did they really know about my grandmother?" she thought bitterly, her gaze distant. Her eyes followed her Uncle Brandon as he moved through the crowd, forcing himself to smile while shaking hands with guests. He was doing his best to be strong, but Gemini could see through it. His mother was gone. His sister—Gemini’s mother—had been taken from him years ago. And now, he was all alone. “Gemini, sweetheart,” Aunt Vivian spoke softly, placing a warm, concerned hand on Gemini’s back. “Why don’t you go upstairs and rest for a while?”Vivian watched her husband niece carefully. Gemini hadn’t spoken much since the guests s
~A HOUSE WITHOUT A SOUL~ The call came unexpectedly—just like the day my mother’s car crashed. "Gemini," my father had called. My eyes lifted from the strawberry cake I was holding. It was my mom’s favorite. "Your mother," he began, his voice cold as ever. The smile on my lips faded the moment he mentioned her name. "She isn’t coming home, sweetheart. She died in a car crash."He said it as if it were something an eighteen-year-old girl would want to hear. The cake slipped from my hands, crashing onto the floor. Tears streamed down my face. And just like that, my mother was taken from me. Now, here I was again, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white, trying to stay calm. "Please, please, just hold on until I get there," I whispered, biting my lower lip nervously. I shook my head, trying to push back the tears burning behind my eyes. "Please… Damn it!" I yelled, slamming my horn repeatedly as the car in front of me refused to move fast enough.
~DEAD PEOPLE STAY DEAD~Gemini carefully placed her belongings into the boxes in front of her. She had gotten them from the staff earlier, determined to move her things as quickly as possible. Staying in this house, under the same roof as her father, was no longer an option. Her gaze fell on a framed photo of her and her mother. A sudden thunderclap filled the air. “It’s raining,” she whispered, brushing her fingers over the glass. “Mom always loved the rain.” She exhaled softly, placing a hand on her stomach. Rising from where she sat, Gemini walked toward the open balcony, lifting her head to the darkened sky. The sound of a car pulling into the driveway made her shift her focus. Peering down, she watched as a sleek black car came to a stop. The door unlocked, and two figures stepped out, black umbrellas obscuring her view. Her brows furrowed. They were here to see her father. Quickly, she stepped back from the balcony before they could spot her and made her way to th
~YOU ARE MINE STILL~Gustavo made his way out of the kitchen toward the living room exit, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he spotted Gemini approaching. “Hey,” he called out, a fake smile plastered across his lips. Gemini’s brows furrowed in annoyance, but she forced herself to stay calm. Now was not the time to get upset. “You have a little…” Gustavo said, reaching out to brush a smudge of lipstick from the corner of her lips. She recoiled instantly, slapping his hand away as she glared at him. *Shameless bastard,* she thought, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. “No ‘thank you’?” he mused, feigning disappointment. “You’re getting ruder by the day, Gemini, and I don’t like it.” His tone was teasing, but the threat beneath it was unmistakable. “I wouldn’t be if you learned to keep your hands to yourself—especially off someone else’s wife,” she shot back, disgust evident in her voice. Gustavo chuckled, shaking his head. *Someone else’s wife.* It was funny. No ma
~GREEDY AMBITION~There was nothing more they could do but wait for Nanny Lauren to call, as Simon had suggested. Gemini walked him to his car. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay and help you pack?” he asked, concern obvious in his eyes as they flickered from her to the house. Gemini smiled, her hand gently holding his. “As much as I love your company, I know you’re a busy man. Don’t let me keep you,” she said, hoping it would convince him to leave. This was her family’s problem, and she was going to solve it herself. She would get to the root of everything. “I’ll be visiting my grandma. I heard her health has gotten worse.” Simon’s expression softened. “How are you coping with that?” Gemini had always been close to her grandmother, staying by her side ever since she was diagnosed. Now, she was losing another family member, and the thought terrified her. “Well… I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared as hell. But Uncle Brandon is still around—that’s a good sign.” She
~MINE ALONE~Gemini pulled away from Simon’s hold, her hands clenched into fists as she bit her lower lip until she tasted copper. “I won’t forgive any of you if anything happens to Nanny Lauren,” she said, her voice unwavering. “Especially you, Father.” She was done. Done with his tricks, his lies, his cruelty. She refused to break—especially not in front of them. “What a stupid brat,” Mr. Saint growled through gritted teeth. His cold eyes bore into his daughter. He should have disowned her long ago, but he couldn’t. Not now. Not when she was the key to everything Maya left behind. Those damn documents. He needed to get his hands on them—before Gemini did. “You never fail to disappoint me, Gemini,” he said, his tone dripping with hate. “It’s almost tragic that we’re related.” His gaze shifted toward the doorway. Gemini instinctively followed his eyes, and when they landed on him, her stomach twisted. Gustavo.That bastard.“I hope I’m not interrupting a family momen
~MORE THAN A MAID~Sunlight streamed into Gemini’s room as she slowly opened her eyes. She stared at the small bird chirping on the balcony, its tiny frame hopping along the railing. Last night’s conversation with Simon echoed in her mind. "A family," Gemini whispered, a soft smile curving her lips. Sitting upright, she let her hand rest on her belly, gently caressing it. She looked around the room—it felt familiar, comforting. She was back in her space. She sighed. Reaching for her phone, she noticed a missed call from Nanny Lauren. Frowning, she dialed the number back, pressing the phone to her ear. It rang. And rang. No answer. That was odd. Nanny Lauren always picked up her calls immediately. She tried again. Nothing. And then a third time. Still nothing. "Strange," Gemini murmured. She placed the phone back on her nightstand. *I’ll just see her at Dad’s place later when I go to get my things,* she decided before pushing the thought aside and getting out of b
~GETTING RID OF PROBLEMS~Nanny Lauren's face turned pale as she listened in on their conversation. Madam Ciara had been poisoning Sir Saint. She knew she couldn't stay there for long before someone caught her spying. She needed to inform Ma’am Gemini. *These people are devils. How could they?* she thought. “Why are you so surprised, Ciara?” Gustavo asked, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. “You think I don’t know about all your dirty dealings?” He took a slow, deliberate step toward Tiara, his eyes assessing her from head to toe. She was trembling—it was almost pathetic to watch. “How dare you threaten me with that?” Mrs. Ciara spat, her hands clenched into fists. “You think if I go down, you won’t go down with me? I know all about the funds you've been siphoning from Saint.” Gustavo smirked. He was impressed that she still had the guts to stand up to him. But he also knew she wouldn’t do anything with that information. “Should I be scared? Compared to me, you