"W-What?" I whispered in a trembling voice. No. This can't be! Not my father! Please! I almost yell those words but I know that it will be just a stupid move! I will never let him find out that he is my father. I will never let him learn that Petrakis Tzivas is connected to me."Petrakis Tzivas? I do not even know him!" I gritted my teeth in annoyance, pretending to not care about what he was saying.Greval raised a brow at me. His arms were still wrapped around my waist. I have been trying to push him away but his grip was just too tight!"You do not, huh?" He narrowed his eyes at me. He looked like he does not buying my words and it made me nervous. No. I should not show any reaction to him. I need to do this better than I should."I do not know who that Petrakis is, Greval! Why do you keep on insisting that I do?!" I glared at him.But what if Dad had already said something? What if he already said that I am his daughter? No. I am not yet sure about that so I have to be careful. Bu
Why did I have a sudden headache? What is the reason? It was not just a simple headache. It was too much to take. It felt like my head was being half opened!"For now, you should just rest. Your whole body is still weak due to the headache and because of the medicines you are taking.""B-But what happen? Why did I lost consciousness? And did I really sleep for whole week?" I sounded so ridiculous. I just can't really believe it! A whole damn week!The doctor smiled. "For now, you should rest. That is all what you should do." Her tone was filled with finality but I still want to ask a lot of questions. And besides, why can't she answer me directly?"I am asking you. What happened to me? I had a terrible headache before I passed out! What kind of headache was that?" I am desperate to find out. The doctor smiled again. "It was just nothing. You should not worry about it."That made me annoyed. What did she say? I should not worry? What kind of doctor she is? I am asking a damn question
He just glared at me as he scrutinized my reaction, probably gauging if I am lying. Eventually, he looked away, sighing deeply.I swallowed hardly. I walked back to the cold floor and sat there. I do not know what he was doing here. He did not bringing any food. I wonder what he wanted?He remained watching me as he put his hands on his hips, as though I was an experiment he is finding difficult to comprehend. I looked away. What? What is he staring at? What is his problem?"What are you doing here? I want to be alone," I said softly, not wanting to look at him. I was scared that he will hurt me if I ever look at him.I saw from the corner of my eyes that he grabbed the chair and sat there.Knitting my brows in frustration and annoyance, I glanced at him.He was just staring at me while sitting there. His legs were wide apart as his elbows were rested on his thighs, intertwining his fingers. The first three buttons of his dark gray button down shirt were undone.I felt my cheeks burni
My heart was making a ridiculous loud sound inside me. It irritates me so much. I should hate him. Hell! I should despise him! I do not fucking know why my heart keeps on acting this way when he is around.I did not spare him a glance even though I could feel his intense glare at the back of my head. I feel suffocated. Staying in his room is not really a good idea. And I do not know why he wants me to stay here. Why is it so sudden? He messed with my mental health just several hours ago! He made me meet his fucking lion!I froze when I felt his presence behind me. My eyes remained on their huge wedding photo on top of his bed."You like it?" he whisk softly from behind, making me stop breathing for a moment. His tone was too soft. It was impossible.His arms suddenly wrapped around my waist. I felt his cold skin. He was topless! And I am sure that he was only wearing his towel around his waist!"G-Get off me!" I tried to sound strong but I shut my eyes when I realized how soft my voic
"Please," he murmured in my ear.I blinked. Is he drunk? But no. His breath smelled great. I could not smell any hint of alcohol in his breath. Surely, he is in his right mind. But is he? He is acting so... weird. What is seriously wrong with him?"No. I do not want to kiss you!" I hissed, averting my gaze. I feel so embarrassed! My face is as hot as the sun! I feel like you could fry an egg in my face!Greval kissed my cheek softly, nuzzling his nose against it after."Are you drunk, Greval?" I asked him even though I know he is not."I am not," he murmured."Then why are you acting this way? You can't just kiss me all you want!"He stared at me as he licked his lips. I suddenly felt so nervous with the way his eyes turned cold and cruel."I don't understand why you are like this!""I am still finding it out," he whispered."Finding out what?"He sighed heavily as he shook his head. "I will not tell you about it now."I creased my forehead at his vague answer. "What do you even mean
In my annoyance and frustration, I aggressively pulled away my hand from his hold. I saw how his eyes softened when I did that."Why can't you tell me, Greval? I know that something is happening. I know! Please! Tell me! I have to know!" I wanted to scream but I do not have enough strength to do so. All I do was to glare at him and show him how I hated him right now for what he is doing.I know that something is up. I can't be wrong. Something is not right. I do not know what it is but I have to find out. Greval is lying to me. He knew something I do not."Baby..." He sounded so helpless."Do not call me that!" I yelled. I do not know why that endearment has such a huge effect in my heart. I feel weak, hurt, frustrated, delighted and everything! It is making me crazy!"You should rest–""No! I do not want to rest! I want you to be honest with me! What is happening?! What is going on? Why can't you tell me, huh?! I can feel that you are hiding something from me, Greval!" I begged him.
I stared at him, gauging his reaction. He looked intense. Well, he always looks intense. I tried to find any anger, irate but I did not find any. The reaction he is showing now is very far from what he had showed me just few days ago. What happened to him? What miracle had got into him that he suddenly went soft towards me?Greval raised a brow as he watched me stared at him. He looked confused and amused at the same time. I swallowed. I suddenly felt conscious about what I look. I probably look like a mess and disaster now! While he looked... incredible! And edible! What the hell, Victoria? Edible? Really? You are far more better than that!"W-Why are your maids bowing after me?" I can't help but asked this question. It was really so weird. Why would his maids show respect to me?Is it because I look like his dead wife? I look like Nieva? But don't his maids know that his wife his dead already? Or they did not know at all? They are thinking that I am Nieva, then? I wanted to laugh at
I knitted my brows in confusion. I stared at him in disbelief. What does he mean by that?"What?" I whispered, too confused at his reply.He stared at me. His stare was too heavy to take. He stared at me like it was the first time he ever saw me. I felt my heart pounded so fast when I saw how his eyes became rheumy with tears. He looked away, swallowed as he breathed heavily.I do not know why but it feels weird. This feels weird and it just not making any sense at all.Suddenly, Greval grabbed my hand and started to walk. I was left with no choice but to follow him. I blinked off the tears started to fill my eyes. I refused to cry over nonsense things. Over him."W-Where are you taking me?" I asked but he did not even look at me. His steps were fast and huge. It was so hard for me to keep up. I was almost running!I asked him so many times the same question but he never answered me. He just kept on walking until after almost minutes, we went down a rock stairs. I think this leads to