All Chapters of Dangerous Desires : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

LILYBut Luca called. He came back. I waited five years.Standing on my toes, I can feel the ache in them from endless stretching and twisting, but more importantly, I can feel the weight on my shoulders as I stretch my hands out in the air waiting for the first chord of music to direct my body. I take a deep breath as the cheers from the crowd rise to my ears, signaling to me that the curtain has been drawn. I open my eyes to the bright sides. I can feel the urgency in the moment, the expectant faces staring at me, but more importantly, I see my mom, my dad, Isabella, and my Luca. This is my first time performing on an international stage.I twirl in a 360 spin, lifting my legs high in the air as my soul connects with the melody from Tiffany's music. I feel it in my bones, the aches and pains all giving way to the... the feeling of joy and freedom.As the music fades, I perform one last dance step and courtesy. The room erupts in applause and cheers. I see the pride on the face of m

SAMANTHA'S POV"Hey Sam." Alice and Stacy call out to me. They are not my friends; they are just girls I came to know in my years of growing up in Indonesia. How I look American with blonde, filled hair while my mom depicts the ancient Indonesian woman is eye-raising most times; people always wondering if I'm adopted, but Alice and Mia here never seemed to care."Hi." I lean against the wall and look up to the sky. It's already dark; I put my hands into my pocket to prevent catching a cold. Alice and Stacy are leaning against the wall; they are not even wearing jackets, and the length of their macro skirt and shirt showing exposed cleavage tells me that they are really immune to cold. Why did I accept to come here again?"Alright, come in." Alice pulls at my wrist. She lives alone, so I don't bother asking if her parents are home or not. Between the time of morning and now, Mia had stopped at our house to inform me of a new gig that could earn me some dollars. I have no idea what the

WEST'S POVI adjust my tie properly, rubbing my eyes that are still hazy with sleep due to last night's party and the girl... "Hey, Luca." I respond to my boss's greetings over the phone as I step out of my hotel room and walk the distance to take the elevator."West, how is the survey process going?" Luca's deep voice resounds over the phone. "Well, there is a lot of good land here for estate business, but I haven't really been able to pitch the idea to the local authority yet." I walk over to the small cafe that's at the left wing of the Sailor's Suites, scratching my head as I wait for Luca's scolding on how delay in business is delay in profit, but it doesn't come."Where are you now?" He finally asks after a long silence."Sailor Suites, one of the best in the area." I nod at the lady at the cafe, signaling I need my usual, and by usual, I mean black, bitter, and too hot. "I'm staying here so that I can learn and copy a few things to make our estate surpass this.""Good. Good bu

WEST'S POVWhy would she accuse me of sexual assault? Has she been assaulted before? What did I even care but I do the thing pulling me to her is stronger now. I want to know her pains, her hopes, her motivations. This certainly can not be love at first sight.I thought I once fell in love before. For almost twenty years with one woman but I was wrong. It wasn't love. It was lies, pains and heartbreak. I hope I'm not getting it wrong again, I'm too old for these.I told Samantha, I have a buisness meeting in less than 45 minutes but It's already an hour past the time I was supposed to meet with my partners. I only planned the meeting in my head, but I did not call them, I only said that to make Samantha panic a bit. She's cute when her emotions run wild. In the main time I know what brought me here, business. I can't risk another call from Luca and me telling him that I haven't started regional planning.I dress in the navy blue suit selected by her, I've never really liked this suit

West's POVI don't know why Samantha is just too stubborn. Move out from that crab of a house; she wouldn't do it. I don't know how she will react when she hears I want her to move in with me because, well, the facility we arranged to shelter the families that will be affected by the demolition process is already filled up, and my suite, like I've already stated, is large enough for a family of three, and since Sam is an expert in running away and avoiding me, we may never even bump into each other."Move out of the way." I use my hands and body to push people out of the way as the nurse speeds the stretcher with Sam's mother on it into the emergency ward. Sam comes running after us, panicked eyes, her hotel uniform all queezed and scattered, blonde hair that is always packed in a tight bun now has some tendrils rolling out of place. But she doesn't cry. I lean against the door frame and watch as the nurse rolls the stretcher into the ward, stopping to lock the door, and Samantha rac