Nicholas really took me away. It was a long trip because we were on a plane, and I only found out when the pilot told me where we were going."Spain?" I asked, looking at Nicholas sitting beside me with so much surprise.He nodded. "Put your seatbelt on, baby."I shook my head. "I don't want to go anywhere. I want to go back."Nicholas shook his head with a frown on his forehead. "I'm sure you'll regret it.""Then tell me where you're taking me!" my voice rose an octave.He only raised an eyebrow and let out a long sigh. "Gallena."My eyes widened."I'll take you to Gallena's place."My heart was beating so fast with emotion that I almost fell forward as the plane began to take off. He clucked, wrapping one arm around my waist. "Put your seatbelt on." He growled.I put it on quickly. Leaning against the seat as the plane began to take off. I turned to him with a twinkle in my heart. "Do you mean it?"Nicholas nodded."Is she in Barcelona?""She's in Ibiza, I think it's a safe place f
I know very well that I have crossed the line.I've known since four years ago, that I shouldn't take anything. I should have received whatever they wanted from me. I must not cross the line because the consequences I will bear in the future are not commensurate with what I have done. I might be shunned from my family, or maybe something worse would happen.But I'm still here.Sitting in a bar on the outskirts of the Bronx, drinking beer, and staring at the crowds preoccupied with what the hell they do. This place is anything but exclusive, so low-key compared to other bars on the streets of New York. But only here I feel I can be free, be myself and allow me to calm myself behind the burden that settles on my chest with so much weight. Being here is better than me having to spend a second where I have to pretend that I'm fine.I've never been fine. Maybe never. The rest of my life will end with me regretting my life."Are you going to be here long?" Baron, my cousin, came and sat bes
Nothing weighs anything on my head, or my chest. All of that disappeared.I lie here, asleep like a newborn, clean of it all. That feeling is an amazing thing. Extraordinary. I've never been like this. Everything seems to be separated from my soul, I may feel like I've just been born again.A moan escaped me as I changed my sleeping position, my eyes were still closed, I was still on the verge of being conscious and unconscious. I don't want to wake up from this light feeling. I want to go back to that beautiful dream, and want to go back to that happy thing. The feeling like I just got an electric shock, it didn't kill me, I floated, and like a butterfly fluttering all over my body.I know I was drunk last night, and I really appreciate whatever I'm drinking, it's a gift, and I'll be back drinking it when I want this feeling again. It's an ecstasy of pleasure, an outlet I didn't know I needed. Until last night.My mind which was still clawing at the claws of memory couldn't place any
I sat in a simple knee-length salmon dress that wasn't tight but still had those damn imaginary ties around my chest and neck. Staring at my face through the clean glass of the dresser wondering how I'm going to apply my mask tonight.My parents were already here, pushing me two seconds when my cousin Carl and I got home, to get ready and dressed because we were going to a dinner party with our family business colleagues. The first thing I did was swear, by accident, in my mother's presence. She just made an expression and sent me a long, sharp glare. Suffice it to say: Don't say any more to my face or I'll make your life more miserable.It's already made my night worse. Maybe a dinner party will put my mood a bit better because sometimes my parents would get caught up in a conversation with some of their socialite friends and wouldn't bother paying attention to the decorum I have to do in front of everyone. Well, let's just hope they're only here for the damn dinner that's about to s
I might die. I've never faced any coincidences this terrible.Before the hell named Nicholas de Sanctis came to me, I only knew him as an annoying man who would pass my time just like that, and all would be forgotten. That's why I could only accept whatever it was, resigned to our destiny that met in the middle of a crossroads, and thought that the annoying period with Nicholas de Sanctis would pass me by. But not ..The mother nature must really hate me for what I did in my previous life.How could I find out that Gallena would be his future wife when he knocked me unconscious two days ago and took my virginity? After all, of the many women in this world.. why Gallena? My twin sister?I'm sure somehow it's not a ridiculous coincidence. I never believed in coincidences. Could it be that he did it on purpose?? But for what? His life was so boring that he had to come into my life and bring Gallena into his game?I can't stop cursing whatever this is. Everything piled up in my head until
I didn't try to think any further about what I had seen. About how brutal and horrific it was. About how that came from a man known for his kind hearted attitude, and generosity. Well, nobody's perfect, and the worst will always be.I've met him, and faced the worst of him. But I never expected that Nicholas de Sanctis would be this bad.This completely shocked me, sent chills up my spine with chills and gripping horror. Not only because of the foreshadowing of how we would meet again, but of what he was able to do to me.. and Gallena...He probably wouldn't hurt a woman in such a horrific way. But he will do something else. I've had it before. His words were so sharp and disgusting to remember, something that became a nightmare from my college days. I even had to brace myself while he was still on campus, and then scream with relief when he graduated and he went to his home country. Felt like I was an animal forced to be tied by the neck, unable to do anything but wait for him to unt
I stared at the main hall which was already full of people from the first circular staircase. Several people were already standing in the room, and talking to each other. My cousin Elena was deep in conversation with one of the women in her red dress and high bun.Meanwhile, Pascha was sitting comfortably on the couch, drinking his beer and silently listening to their conversation intently. I saw my parents who were standing outside, beside the swimming pool. They spoke to a couple of the same age and looked very happy. Yeah, of course, they were happy to have thrown their child towards the monster that was going to destroy Gallena, and benefited from that.I don't know where my sister is, and I don't want to know where the monster is. I only wish that I disappeared from anyone's sight, and then all of this would pass quickly. Feeling dizzy and short of breath, I chose to go down the stairs to join Pascha."Are you okay?" I don't know where the Baron came from. He immediately approach
What happened was worse than I thought.I looked at Gallena who was sitting on the floor in her room, leaning against the bedpost. In her hand was a bottle of vodka, which I believe she stole from Grandpa's cellar."I can take care of her, you have to go." I spoke to the Baron over my shoulder. His face looked disapproved, but he snorted and then did as I said.Gal looks up, looks at me with a smile. She had changed her hair color to her original, black. And besides our different traits, our hair is different. If Gal's hair color is black, I have a slightly darker Brunette. That's why it's not hard for anyone to tell us apart. You only have to see our hair to recognize us.Gal hasn't drunk enough yet and I should be thankful for that. I shook my head, and stepped inside after closing the door behind me. This can't be happening. It's not that I don't want to show the courtesy we're forced to do, but it's for the good of my twin sister. She must not be caught drunk by anyone but me. If