Aren't we too strange to be together? More to me, who is much different from your life? That's what I had in mind. Loving is not a mistake, but getting hurt is a regret. And I honestly don't want to feel it. ***Valerie was really surprised when she opened her eyes right in front of her eyes was Arthur's face. How many times did Valerie close her eyes and open them again? Until a thing that she felt like a dream made her realize.That Arthur was real in front of her and not her dream. "Oh my God when is he coming back? What should I do? I can't leave because it's impossible." Valerie only continued to speak to her heart honestly she felt scared but Valerie still dared to continue to stare at the perfectly formed creation of God. but, not with her heart. Until finally the eyelids that were created so perfectly by having double eyelids opened, the dark blue eyes immediately welcomed Velery's gaze. just like before even though, he had often received Arthur's gaze but still, Valerie
Flashback. "Arcel, if one-day Rara grows up and gets married, will Arcel be Rara's husband?" Little Rara approached Arcel who was 2 years older than her. "No," Marcel replied indifferently as he continued to play with the robot he had taken from one of Arthur's toys. "Why, didn't Arcel say he wanted to be Rara's friend?" Rara wrapped the ribbon of her pink dress with a downcast face. "Why get married, it's complicated Rara, you'll never know what it's like." Ten-year-old Marcel was forced to grow up before his age, forced to understand that adult life was a pain in the ass. "No Arcel, adulthood is fun, Mommy and Daddy are always happy and they are still friends like us." Rara tried to convince Marcel who only grunted when Rara equated the affection she received from an intact family, in contrast to Marcel's life. "Anyway, no Rara, Acel won't marry Rara ever." Marcel stood up from the garden at Grace's house with the robot in his hand, he left Grace crying because she was left al
Like a mystery, that's how Valerie described the current situation. He was getting more and more surprised and disbelieving. Arthur's attitude today, the man was even busy playing a game in the living room even though, with one hand that looked bandaged. One thing Valerie still didn't dare to ask what was going on because he knew that he was invading Arthur's privacy and Valerie was quite aware of his current position. "Why are you just standing there, bring me a can of soda and some snacks." Arthur's voice came back and Valerie realized that she had just been daydreaming about something that was a waste of time for her. Valerie's hand opened the refrigerator took out a bottle of soda and poured it into a glass cup, Valerie's hand also deftly opened the cupboard above her head and took several packets of snacks randomly. "What a split personality." Valerie walked towards Arthur and placed the glass on the glass table in the living room.He tried to leave after doing his job but Ar
I made a mistake. which I knew would be unforgivable.I sowed the wounds from the beginning and I knew the risks I would take. And in the end, I tried to live pretending to be happy, just to get recognition that I looked stronger when I was not... ***Sofia is in a cafe that she visited a year ago to be more precise, this is where she and Eric met. the man is a student artist who often sells his paintings at the cafe that used to be a place that Sofia always visited when she came home from her office. Sofia is not a person who likes elements that smell of art, but for the first time for her at that time. Suddenly interested and even glued to the simple painting that was in front of her eyes, only a painting of a tree that only left twigs with falling leaves.Sofia continued to look for the maker of the painting, unfortunately not that young she found Eric even very difficult. where Eric is an artist who always hides his true identity."Baby..." Sofia immediately came out of her re
Valerie continued to stare at the desk not far from him, Arthur, the man who had been avoiding Velery for the past two days. For whatever reason, that had been the case ever since Arthur had shown his weak side to Valerie. "Wake up Valerie, why do you care about his attitude towards you? Shouldn't you be happy to be free of Arthur? And you don't have to try so hard to avoid him." Valerie spoke in her heart as she opened the many files that were in front of her eyes, and she still had more work to do than to think about Arthur's feelings. The door rudely opened. Valerie who was in the room suddenly felt surprised and unintentionally his eyes met the owner of the blue eyes, who immediately turned his face away from Valerie first. And one more thing Arthur did not come alone. He was with a long-haired woman who also made Valerie's body freeze in place as she recognized the owner of that face. until her hand accidentally nudged the vase of flowers on her desk, the object fell causing a
"Is that the woman who ruined your family? Answer me, Arthur!" Valerie raised his tone of voice his hands even gripped Arthur's shirt firmly. "I don't know! And you don't need to know about it to stay out of my family's business!" Arthur still didn't understand why Valerie looked angry when discussing the woman whom Arthur understood Valerie meant his stepmother and what Valerie had to do with his stepmother. "Hahaha you're right I shouldn't know, and I shouldn't know about her life." Valerie laughed with tears falling down her cheeks. "Why you Arthur? Hmm? Why do you have to be her stepson, what a small world." Valerie still couldn't get over the fact that she could get attached to a man who had his happiness destroyed by his mother. "I don't know what you mean! Tell me." Arthur began to feel more and more confused as Valerie's answers became more and more like a puzzle to him. "Aren't you also not allowed to interfere in my personal affairs? Then you don't need to know what the
"You don't need to work in the office anymore, your only job is to serve me when I come. And don't try to escape!!!" Those words are still ringing in Valerie's mind, her status has now changed, she is no longer Arthur's secretary but rather Arthur's bitch. Valerie was no longer living in Arthur's apartment, she had been taken and moved to Arthur's mansion, a grand mansion that looked like a fairy tale palace, nothing more than a prison for Valerie. Because it was a fact. His body could only be confined in a room that was so spacious but it felt miserable for Valerie who could not breathe the air as freely as before. It was nice that all his needs were served by many servants. But not with Valerie!!! He felt depressed every time the servants came to put all his needs and left by whispering to each other. Should she be angry? Of course, she had no right to be and she needed to remember that everyone would also insult her for her current job. The door to her room was knocked again bu
Valerie looked at her appearance from the glass of the dressing table in front of her. her face changed completely Valerie almost didn't recognize herself now. because all of that was far from the simple Valerie that she often showed to others but, unlike tonight Valerie's face was happy in magic to change all appearances.The simple Valerie turned into a glamorous woman and of course, looked more classy.Arthur suddenly appeared from behind the door while Valerie's hair was still being styled by a special hairstylist prepared by Arthur for tonight's event. Without waiting for the order to be evicted they already understood in advance, and hurriedly left the room as Arthur's body got closer to him. "I love that you're wearing a maroon dress tonight, it's so pretty. It contrasts with your fair skin." Arthur lightly rubbed the exposed surface of Valerie's shoulder. Valerie's makeup chair spun around and it was no longer a surprise to Valerie. Slowly getting used to Arthur's rough trea
"Daddy prill ready!" Pricil immediately ran to her father who was also getting ready in more casual clothes. Their plan for this weekend was to go to Arthur and Valerie's house. their relationship was getting better and better. since Valerie was among them, Arthur and Marcel often contacted each other and there were no more arguments and small things to fuss about. In time they will be happy in their way as today they are also planning a picnic together. "What a beautiful daughter daddy has." Marcel lowered his head to match her height and Pricilla grabbed the body that could be said to be no longer small. But Marcel had no problem carrying Pricilla's body even though she had grown into a mature woman. "Come on Daddy, I can't wait to meet Aunty Valerie." Pricilla placed both hands on her father's cheeks and gave Marcel a small peck on the lips. "Okay Go..Go." Marcel picked up Pricilla's small bag where a snack had been prepared for Pricilla on the way. Marcel got into hi
Rachel wiped her tears, today was already the seventh day she was in this damn room. Rachel was moved into a room that she thought was inhumane not in every room an iron trellis was installed for whatever purpose Rachel could not see anything out there other than a dark room. In the evening, and only illuminated by lights at night there is no sign of life here for Rachel what does it mean to live? For Rachel her soul was dead but her body was not buried. Even more disgusting for Rachel, just to take a shower, Mark sent people to watch over her like she was a real animal. Rachel stares at the reflection of her face which is so similar to the blue wounds turning purple some are missing and some are new. Not only that, Rachel even had a sharp object cut on her thigh. And a cut on her ribs made by a razor blade with a string of words that Rachel didn't know what they meant. "How sad your life is, Rachel....what did you do wrong to God that you have to take all this punishment."
Mark put his shirt back on and walked to the window to get the remote and open the automatic blinds. The sky was clear today but Mark wasn't going to the office today, not because of Rachel but because Mark had woken up late and Mark was waiting for his doll to wake up and receive Mark's torture again. Mark turns his body to stare at Rachel from a considerable distance now from his bed. Mark is thinking how long will Rachel pretend to be asleep? Mark knows that she is already awake in his arms. it's just that, Mark is still too lazy to just serve Rachel he continues his sleep. And now Mark was getting impatient waiting for Rachel's charade to end. "You're awake, aren't you? Stop the charade I'm sick of it!!!" Mark raised his voice deliberately to make Rachel open her eyes. Mark walked back towards Rachel who was still faithfully closing her eyes. Mark could barely bear not to touch Rachel as his hand gripped Rachel's chin and the woman finally opened her eyes. Mark approach
Mark tried to open his eyes again and the boy's face was no longer there. He walked to the bedside table looking for some pills that he kept in two bottles. Mark's hand immediately took the two pills and swallowed them with a glass of water that was always on the nightstand. It had been a long time since he took the medicine the psychiatrist gave him but today he had to take it to quell all his anger. Mark pulled the blanket that was on his bed and his hand picked up a pillow bringing it into a room not far from him. It was none other than a bathroom with a bathtub that was the most comfortable place. Mark put a blanket to cover the bathtub after which he got in it and lay down curled up with only one pillow. Within minutes Mark was fast asleep. Mark dreamed he was running down a highway with his clothes covered in blood. He didn't know why he kept running, but Mark was very scared. Many times he tried to wipe the blood on his hands by rubbing it hard on his high schoo
Rachel opened her eyes which felt very heavy, her whole body seemed to be crushed and heavy when she moved. There was no light whatsoever, when Rachel opened her eyes it was nothing but dark, and felt so claustrophobic. Rachel had to cough several times one thing she was very sensitive to dust. Rachel also can't stay in a dark room for too long, it can make Rachel feel short of breath. "Help!" Rachel tried to shout for help. Her hand was now right in front of her chest which felt very tight, Rachel was having trouble breathing. Her hands tried to grab whatever was in front of her. The real feels nothing but empty, Rachel can't cry because she knows her tears won't get her out of there. The door suddenly opened, someone's face was unclear but now Rachel could see it. The demon man who brutally slaughtered her now reappeared with his smirk. "Hey, wife are you awake from your sleep of death?" Mark walked up to Rachel who looked terrified. Naturally, Rachel was afraid of
"Daddy..." Pricill immediately ran towards Marcel who was stretching his arms out, in front of the school exit. "Okay, tell Daddy what you did at school." Marcel kissed Pricilla's cheek and put her in the car. "Hmm, a lot Daddy." Pricilla placed her index finger on her pursed lips remembering what she did at school. Marcel smiled as Pricilla became more and more like Grace. Flashback. "What would you like to eat?" Grace placed her index finger on her lips, trying to think of what would be good to eat today. "Sushi? Pizza? Or something else?" Marcel smiled as he looked at his wife's funny face. "No...I'm bored baby that food keeps coming especially steak ahh I think I'll throw up every day eating it. "Grace rolled her eyes and folded her hands in front of her chest. "Then what's good where right now?" "Coq au vin?" Grace asked Marcel again, asking for his opinion, even though Marcel's opinion didn't matter when it came to food. "Are you sure you want to eat
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Rachel opened her voice again after a long silence. "There's no need, ma'am. This wound will heal on its own." Mark was still focused on the road ahead of him, he couldn't hide how eager Mark was to bring Rachel to harm at this moment like pushing her into a ravine for example. Rachel saw the blood flowing down the driver's shirt sleeve and was shocked. "You hurt your hand!!!" Mark just realized the wound on his hand. He didn't know that the acting he did made him hurt. What's more, he had fallen in the middle of the road maybe, that's where the wound came from. And Mark didn't realize that. Mark was surprised when Rachel's hand gently rolled up his shirt and it made Mark turn his head and pull his hand away from Rachel's touch. "I'm fine ma'am." Mark was not used to receiving other people's touch so when Rachel's hand touched his hand without permission Mark was surprised. "Shut up! Remember I'm your boss." Rache
Rachel put the earphone to her ear and the noise of the airplane engine often made Rachel feel dizzy even though she took a business class flight, she still sometimes thought about it and it would make her dizzy and nauseous. This time she was able to calm down a little when the sound of Lady Gaga singing shadow was very soft and her seat position had now been changed to a reclining position. Rachel tried to sleep for a while at least she could replenish her energy, which still felt lacking because of her irregular resting time these days due to her rather hectic work. one more thing that irritated Rachel these days. where in the past week she always received anonymously sent objects again and again, which at first was just expensive bag and the next time it was watches, shoes, flowers, and even chocolates that were quite large and certainly very expensive. Whoever was behind the delivery of all these objects Rachel was very disturbed. Hopefully, after she returned to France no one
"Mark, where are you going?" Mark's footsteps stopped when a voice he had memorized called his name. Mark's body didn't even want to turn his body even a little bit, just to look at the other person. all of that happened because of his hatred. "No need to know where I am, you are not my mother. " Mark said in a very cold tone he again stepped his feet leaving the magnificent four-story house. Mark walked into his black Mercedes Benz GT 63 S car and immediately started the engine and left the yard of his father's luxury house. Previously Mark's day was very calm because in that magnificent house, only his father and himself lived. but in the last 2 years everything has changed, the woman who is currently still his father's fiancee has even come to live in the same house with Mark. "Damn it when that woman comes home!!.. I can't wait to get close to her. " Mark hit the steering wheel pressed the gas pedal and drove his car through the slippery road because it had been soak