All Chapters of Dangerously Yours : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Even the simplest task seem insurmountable for Vincent. It was like the weight of the whole world was placed on his shoulders. His mind was a jumble of negative thoughts and he'd lost interest in the things that once brought him joy and the world around him which seems dull and gray, not that he stepped out of his apartment since that day. He's exhausted but he couldn't sleep. He's hungry but he couldn't eat. He's numb, but the pain still lingered, a constant reminders that he's not okay. It was like he was falling into a dark hole, a dark abyss and not just any hole or abyss, instead, it was one that he couldn't get out of, one in which it was like he was being passed a shovel to dig deeper. And despite his best effort, he couldn't shake off the feeling that he's not good enough, that he's a failure, that he's worthless. And it was due to losing his purpose, his sense of direction and he's just going through the motions by staying in his dark apartment with his windows shut.He sta

~ VINCENT ~Apart from hating Dimitri with all his heart, he also hated sitting in the middle seat in planes. He'd always preferred sitting on the seat near the window, but today on his trip to Miami, flight-luck was not on his side.Unfortunately, he was squashed between two couples who are always passing stuff and talking to each other. Vincent closed his eyes, his brows scrunched in frustration as the lady to his left leaned forward to talk to her partner, who was sitting on Vincent's right while he hoped that he won't feel any saliva landing on his being.The lady feeling his distress slowly tapped him and he peeled his weary eyes open with a questioning look etched on his brows.“What?”She blew the gum in her mouth and pointed to her partner. “If you don't mind, can you come sit here so I can be closer with my partner?” She asked.And Vincent internally rolled his eyes. My partner, my foot! If he's not lucky in love by not having a partner, he will make sure anyone around him fe

~ DIMITRI ~Few hours later and the mansion's hall was already decorated to fit the theme and mood Grandpa Santini wanted. The maids hurried in and out of the mansion's hall with baskets of decorative items while some pushed in a stroller with a big white cake. The air was filled with the smell of food and low chatters. On the second floor, in a room down the hall stood Dimitri, clad in a black suit, standing before a mirror. He stared back at his reflection with an emotionless face. His hair had been slicked back with gel making his angular and sharp features more prominent. Soon enough, there was a knock on the door and he didn't turn to check since he already knew who'd knocked on the door just by the way they knocked. The door opened and Ivan entered, wearing a black pants with his sleeves rolled up to his arms.He walked towards Dimitri, his jacket dangling on his arm. “If I'd known you would be a married man today, I would have arranged a bachelor's party yesterday.” He said,

~ DIMITRI ~Dimitri sat on a comfortable couch, his eyes fixed on nothing. To others, he's staring at the pristine white wall opposite him, but he's actually staring at nothing. The smell of antiseptic clung to the air like it's a lifeline. Opposite him, Ivan leaned on the wall, his eyes closed with a crease on his forehead. Dimitri's father paced the white vast empty hallways with his hands in his pocket, his jaw clenched too tight. It's the first time he will ever lose his composure. On the other hand, Dimitri's stepmother spared Dimitri deathly side glances on regular intervals. There's a loud beep from the door opposite Dimitri. The entire private hospital suite has been booked and labelled off limits to outsiders that are not part of the Santini family. Some minutes later, an old man in a white coat stepped out of the door opposite Dimitri. The sound of the door shutting closed finally broke Dimitri out of his little reverie and he shifted his gaze to the doctor.The doctor, w

~ MARA ~Mara couldn't help but think of this as a sort of crude joke.A sack letter?Who does that?She closed her eyes at Dimitri's unjustness and leaned her back against the walls of the elevator. When the elevator dinged, she stood straight and dusted invisible dirts on her short black gown.With head held high, she stepped into Dimitri's floor. His guards were already waiting at the front of his door. Mara wore a smile as she approached them.“Hiiiiiiiiii.” She greeted, moving towards Dimitri's door, the smile still on her face.Two of the guards stood in front of the door, blocking her way.She raised an eyebrow. “What's happening?”“Boss said not to allow anyone entry.”“Boss said not to allow you entry.” They said in unison.The arch in Mara's brows deepened as she wondered which of the two statements she wants to believe. Knowing Dimitri, she decided to believe the latter.She bit her lips in embarrassment as her grip on her small bag tightened. “I…” She swallowed.“I need j