All Chapters of Falling for Sakura: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The moon was bright and high above the dark gray sky. It was quiet and peaceful, and Sebastian stood there gazing out of his bedroom window, deep in thought. In the distance across the garden, he could see the slight figure of a woman. It was Sakura, and she was walking along the dragon bridge that stretched across the pond. Her gait was slow, as if she were strolling through a park, enjoying and appreciating the scenery. Then once she got to the middle of the bridge, she stopped and turned her eyes to gaze up at the moon. A moment later, she leaned both her elbows on the railing of the bridge and gazed down at the pond instead. He could sense her smiling even though he couldn’t see her face from this far, and he imagined just how beautiful she’d be. His heart glowed with delight at the thought.He noted it was quite breezy outside, with petals of cherry blossoms floating around her, and Sebastian felt his blood warm. She looked so at peace, and he felt his heart radiate with love tow

Baby-blue eyes glared at her accusingly, and that pretty face scrunched with disgust. “You can’t steal Darcy from me!” nine-year-old Alaina hissed. Ten-year-old Sakura looked down at Alaina’s small hands that were squeezing hers so tight it was painful. She wanted to tell the girl to stop hurting her and let her go, but Alaina only sneered at her. “You want me to let you go?” Alaina asked sarcastically, her head cocked to one side, her eyes narrowed darkly.“Let her go! Let her go!” Ten-year-old Tara’s voice echoed all around her, singing and laughing merrily. “Let her fall. Let her fall.” “I’m letting you go,” Alaina said. “So go and die.” Very slowly, Sakura watched in horror as Alaina unwrapped her hands. “No!” she screamed, watching Alaina as she slowly fell backward from the tree house, her small body flying down toward the ground as if she were falling from a cliff edge down to the angry sea below. Sakura screamed, her eyes wide with fear, as Alaina was about to hit the ha

“Aren’t you going to get that?” Logan asked Darcy, getting rather annoyed at the insistent ringing of the cell phone.Darcy shrugged his shoulders and said, “Not that important. Whoever it is will leave a message. I’m on holiday, after all.”“Good point,” Logan said. “Let’s just hope it’s not from the company.”“If it is,” Darcy said, “they’d contact Hayden. He’s the boss.”“The boss is on holiday, bro.” Hayden chuckled. “They won’t dare bother me. After all, I’ve already placed Tim in charge. He should take care of things just fine.”The ringing stopped, and Darcy sighed in relief. Oh, he knew very well it was Kate Anderson, his ex-girlfriend, who had called him insistently. That was why he wouldn’t pick up. She’d been texting him too, since the first night he’d arrived on the island, apologizing to him that she shouldn’t have been so rash to him back there and that she wanted to get back with him. She was full of bullshit, of course, and Darcy was frankly sick and tired of her insis

It was forty minutes later, after he’d shown her the mega yacht thoroughly, that he proudly presented to her his Harley-Davidson motorbike.“What do you think?” he asked, his chest puffing with pride like a peacock.Sakura cocked her head to one side. “It’s nice.”Hayden blinked. “That’s it?”Sakura turned to look at him. She knew nothing about motorbikes, and she was certainly not a motorbike fan, so what did he expect her to say?A moment later, after he realized he wouldn’t get any more out of her, he made her put on a helmet and told her to sit behind him. “Hold on tight,” he said through his own helmet.Yes, they were going to ride his motorbike home, and hopefully they wouldn’t crash. But then again, Hayden was now an expert motorcyclist, so the chance of them crashing was next to zero. Yet this was Hayden, and he liked to live dangerously.Sakura felt rather nervous and hastily tightened her arms about his waist. Hayden secretly smiled behind his helmet, pleased with their clos

Approximately fifteen minutes later and in her own bedroom, Sakura found herself being inspected by Beth’s critical eyes. Mary and Katherine, on the other hand, left once again after informing her they had to help Brenda prepare dinner since Sakura had stolen Beth away from the kitchen. Sakura chuckled and said loudly before they closed the door, “Not my fault. Yours, Mary, yours!”“Stop talking, missy,” Beth muttered under her breath. “And stay still.”Sakura hid a smile as Beth pinched the silk material out from the side of her waist.“What did I tell you?” She went on. “You never eat right. What with you missing lunch here and there. Now you’ve lost weight and who’s to blame but yourself?”“I didn’t think I’d missed that many lunches,” Sakura murmured.Beth stood straight, her plump face sour. “It’s all that Ned’s fault. If he hadn’t taught you how to draw and paint, then you wouldn’t have become so obsessed and spent hours on them.”“I like my paintings, Beth,” Sakura said. “And y