All Chapters of My Sister's Fiance: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I was in the middle of the party, the crowd of people who were on the bright side of the world with their luxuries and all the shiny, classy things that came with them. I never liked how it went on. How it could blind everyone's eyes to the point of being unable to see their true faces. What things they had taken to use those shiny things, what masks they carried, and how they could act so innocently even though they had a million masks to use as weapons.Ironically, I couldn't leave the world that raised me. Couldn't run away from it until I turned into them slowly.I found myself on the other side; the corner of the hall always had an interesting side to me. It was at least comfortable for someone who wanted quiet, although it was impossible to find in the middle of the party, but at least I wouldn't attract anyone's attention."I'll find another place. I'm sick of it here." I whispered to Baron sitting next to me.He looked at me with a frown on his forehead before scanning the par

"I'm smart enough to distinguish this thing, so don't lie."A never-ending curse came out of my head, messing with my mentality brutally. Nicholas looked at me with a question mark on his features and a dark emotion ruling there.This is so fucking bad. It's so fucking bad.I couldn't say that the thing was Gallena's, which she had carelessly left behind when she showed me the proof of her pregnancy, but I couldn't say that it was mine either. Bad luck had been haunting my life lately, and it had gotten me so wrapped up that I could forget to throw away Gallena's testpack."Answer me, Gretta, because this will not end well for you.""You don't have to worry about your mini Nicholas because it's not mine," I replied, dodging out of his grasp.He growled lowly, retaking my face. His grip wasn't hard or painful, but the intimidation that emanated from every part of him made me tremble. It paralyzed my nerves until I went limp. "Be honest with me, Gretta.""I already told you the truth."

I stared into Nicholas's blue eyes, with panic thundering through my body. It throbbed like the pulse of death.I already knew that he could do anything, but was it that great?All I knew was that Gallena had hidden her pregnancy so well she hadn't left any traces. She even used a fake identity when she went to the doctor to check her pregnancy. Thanks to Darren, I don't know where he came up with it all. The point was that everything was fine. Nothing raised suspicion until...I messed up.My breath caught as Nicholas stood up and left me. I immediately stood up from my chair, following Nicholas, who exited Demonio with quick steps. A gust of cold wind nearly knocked me over with a jolt of surprise. I rebalanced my footing and took another quick step toward Nicholas, who walked into the abandoned church.I tugged on his arm as he started to open the door of his car parked in front of the church.My breath caught in my throat when I saw his casual gaze. He raised an eyebrow, but I kne

"Something's wrong?" Louis broke the silence I had created in the car.I turned to him and shook my head. "Nothing.""You're not mad at me today," he said and chuckled softly. "I'm used to it, and, yeah... It's kind of weird to see you quiet."That's because he's not even in my mind. It's like my body is with him, but my soul floated away. Everything that happened tonight is a blur of shadows in my eyes. At least before someone caught the flower that I was supposed to catch.I sighed softly. I never knew how deeply I hated Louis, but it wasn't because of his fetishes or his dirty secrets that he hid from everyone; that was none of my business, and I didn't care at all. I hated him because he trapped me, and he wasn't my problem today. I've been so wrapped up in Gallena and Nicholas and the black blood roses that were in my room last night that there's no room to think about my hatred for Louis. It's not that I accept his engagement. I will never get him as my fiancé until I die."I'm

The gentle stroking on my head made me blink my eyes. I didn't move, still looking at my room, which was always the same, and the glimpse of the trees outside that could be seen from my bedroom window.The first thing I realized was that I was asleep on the rugged, athletic, and masculine body of my sister's fiancé. The second was that the rough hands gently caressing me were his. The third was that one of his free, burly arms hugged my waist so tightly. I didn't expect that I could fall asleep like this. Well, it had become a habit. It seemed as if we always fell asleep hugging each other after great sex.I had never done this. Of course, it was because of the strict guard and how I closed myself off from boys in my teenage years. I never had a boy I had a crush on, had no friends at school to play with at parties on Saturday nights, no naughty American Football players who fell in love with me, and I never tucked a boy in my room, very much like the Hollywood romantic movies I alway