Even in her unconscious state, she probably could hear the silent and calculated beeps from every corner of the room. She could still hear inaudible sounds of mumbling and murmuring around her, but her head could not turn to look at what was going on. Of course, she was certain that she was still alive, but every part of her body felt so heavy that she couldn't move them. The feeling of people constantly hovering above her body was something she always felt, even if she always slipped back into tiredness and unconsciousness. Her eyelids were so heavy that she could feel them, and she didn't seem to remember why she was like that or what had happened. All she could feel was her heart hurting so bad, like someone was stitching it with a needle and thread. She felt suffocated even while still unconscious, until someone grabbed her arm softly in theirs. "Ariana. You have to wake up soon, okay? The guilt is killing me. Knowing that you went through so much for me is killing me. I ne
Dalton's company"The percentage rise is astounding both internally and externally. People are trying to invest their shares again," Alex reported to his boss, as he presented the report to Dalton who was signing some important files. "We are not taking shares of anyone less than 9% to cut down the number of people that are desired for the investments. And for everyone that qualifies for the quota, blacklist the ones that have been part of the corporation before and pull them out after thorough findings. For anyone who would be remaining, make sure to find out about them before bringing their proposal. We won't give a chance to disloyal people anymore." "Yes sir. What about the art pieces that were moved from the gallery, sir?""Put them up for sale in another country entirely. Italy, Japan, and the like. I want it done far from here," Dalton instructed with a calm and silent tone. He had been like that for months. Less talking, shouting, anger, and showoff. He talked mostly to A
ItalyMilanLeased vacation house It had been harder for Collin to leave, as he watched Aria wallow in sadness and degrade in her health by the day because of her sister's condition. She could not eat or sleep properly, because of her sister whose eyes had been shut in a deep sleep for weeks after her surgery. Going to see the growing baby at the hospital almost everyday was like a strand of hope she could cling unto, as she watched the cute baby girl take after the features of her mother. She cried every time she was with Ariana, and she also cried every time she went to see the baby with Collin. He had been shuffling between New Orleans, California and Italy, because of the fact that he had to manage the office head in California and the branch in New Orleans. Things had been so stressful and hectic for him, considering the fact that his father always picked fights with him that he was barely around. And for blind dates with elite ladies, his father would not stop setting
New OrleansGrand Isle"Getting so occupied with Adriana has made me so busy. I will meet you at the event," Ariana apologized to her sister on the phone, as she turned to face her tiny little child who had spilled the jug of milk again for the third time. "Come back here, naughty," she called and tried to catch the little child who ran off so fast, the moment she realized that her mother was about to get to her. "She is so fast. The last time she came over, the rack that holds numerous stacked books in the dining room came tumbling. I didn't see her afterward, and feared so greatly that she was probably under the huge rack," Aria sighed so hard over the phone. "I started crying while calling her name, because she is just so tiny. Guess what? I found her when I heard a loud sound in the kitchen. She had climbed the kitchen stool and gotten her little fingers on my bowl. It was so hectic." "Oh, dear. I am sorry she made you go through all that," Ariana groaned with a chuckle, as she
It wasn't the usual boring and eerie vibe, the atmosphere at the Millers gave that night. It was an ambience that felt coldly different from normal, or maybe waiting to stir trouble as it may seem to be like. One could certainly hear even the slightest drop of a pin at the unlikely silence, the entire mansion seemed to be at from a distance. Dalton strutted tyrannically step by step like a phantom down the hallway with an imposing presence, which intensified by the step he took while wearing the regular cold expression on his face. His head butler and assistant, Alex, was holding a luxurious leather briefcase in his right hand, with his eyes drooped to the floor as he paced slowly behind him. The sound of their shoes pressing against the surface of the floor was so silent, but the most cautious and observant of the smallest things that went on in the mansion, and were always everywhere could sense their presence instantly. Quickly, the maids came in a chaotic and disorganized manne
The Millers mansion was creepily quiet the next morning, with every employed servant around every corner of the huge mansion, carrying out their assigned duties for the day. At the plush dining room where the maids were setting the table, was an eccentric chandelier that hung from the round tray ceiling, illuminating the classic room where an oval, glass table sat on marble floor tiling. The table was standardly set with white, delicate porcelain china of different sizes, and there were also a variety of dishes served on the table. By the side of the three course meals that had been served, were serena shine gold cutleries that had been slightly head crossed on clean white papers. There were numerous kinds of fleshy and dry fruits that were served in glass jars, and fragrant candles that had also been arranged beautifully on the table. The table setting was so exquisite with every dish that looked enticing, like they were preparing a party feast with every top-notch chef, walking i
Alex barged into the dinning room through the large door befuddled and out of breath, as he scampered carefully to where Dalton sat, who was watching the entire scene carefully. He brought his face down and whispered something close to Dalton's ears, whose eyes started to blaze with darkness instantly with his eyebrows raised in contempt.'What was it that he was hearing?'"Have you suddenly gone bonkers?!" Ellen, the second sister who was already worked up, questioned, as she stood up and thought to yank Aria's ears like she had always done. She speculated that Aria must have lost her mind in a split second. 'Maybe that will be an eye opener for her,' she thought angrily. Aria, who knew what could happen next if she still remained at that point, stood up immediately and adjusted the wrinkles that crumpled around her black dress. Things could get more ugly if she remained sitting, so she stood to her feet and moved away from the chair, as she tucked it gently back under the dining t
"What do you mean by that?" Aria scowled disappointingly, about Dalton's sudden hardheadedness and refusal to divorce her. It was so unreasonable for him to just outrightly refuse to get divorce, when that was what he had always wished for his entire life. Ever since she had became a part of their family, and married into his home as a wife. She could not contain the anger she was feeling anymore, to the point that she wanted to spit at his face and curse at him. 'Wasn't that what he had always wanted? Did he have to frustrate her efforts again? Well that was really who he was. A disgusting bastard who had never looked at his wife with warmth, or even ever treated her nicely just for once' Aria who was already irritated by his silly games and playing around, angrily pushed him away from her and walked to the front of her dresser. Her eyes trailed to the mirror and lowered its gaze to her arm where the bruises from earlier were imprinted, as she stared at it through the dresser mirro