~Cali~
Each day that passes by towards Sunday is a knife that’s slowly piercing my chest. Nails that are being hammered to penetrate the walls of my heart.
“Princess,” Evan came behind me on the morning of Saturday while I was making breakfast. His arms wounded around my waist, lips planting gentle kisses on the junction of my neck and shoulder.
I giggled, his stubble tickling my skin as I tossed each pancake on the serving plate.
“Evan,” I groaned, his hands wandering from my belly to my chest. “We’ll eat dark pancakes again.”
He can’t keep his hands off of me and I have to say, the feeling is mutual.
“You smell so good,
~Cali~ When I was little, mom used to write poems and read them to me before I went to sleep. One of her poems says, ‘choose to be the bad man, if it’ll be for the better of your loved one.’ I never thought that the fruit of wisdom would leave a foul taste in my mouth. As I turned around after heaving deep breaths, calming my nerves from the raging fear inside my chest, my eyes wandered to where I left Evan. He’s still talking to Shena, a decent distance between them. As if he could feel my gaze, Evan’s eyes darted to where I was. His brows furrowed, probably seeing my distraught bearing. I quickly masked it with an apologetic smile, raising my phone, gesturing that I have to make another call. He nodded, turning to Shena again.
~Cali~I reached the cabin where Evan and I are supposed to meet at around three in the morning, worn out as the tires of the cab. The bumps we rode over, the curves we took are means to a meaningful destination.My coat draped languidly on the couch, each shoe I had on earlier now nowhere in sight. The thousand-dollar dress I flaunted on the fundraiser ripped in two, and so were my undergarments.The kitchen worktop is cold against my front, our mingled sweat dampening the chilly surface. My hand grasping the edge of the counter, holding on for each pound he made in me, is pushing my body to slide further.He’s mad. Each intrusion of his member is a punishment for the choice I made.Evan had never been this rough with
~Evan~I was wrong. She isn’t the light that glows at the end of the tunnel. Cali is not the spectrum of light that appears after the rain to create a beautiful rainbow. No, she’s not the sun that rises in the crack of dawn. I used to compare her to those spectacular phenomena in this darkness surrounding me, but I am rendered stunned by these turns of events.I had no idea about what Nathan did, not until three days ago when Shena visited me on the site.I had no time for her drama and honestly; I don’t even remember why I slept with her. Her face is too colorful for my liking. Lips that are too pouty, ass, and breasts that are unnaturally round… I could go on and on about the things that made me grimace as if I ate some spoiled meal for lunch.
~Cali~The hours we spent in the cabin flew by so fast. It was so hard to let him go, even though I knew this was only temporary… even if I’m the one who wanted this.Reed Industries’ California office became an unfamiliar reality to me as the days went by. I love working, I still do, but the corners of my office are appearing like a modern prison. My life in particular is.I can’t call or message anyone without the fear of Nate intercepting it. Even with my employees, we had to make sure everyone was clean of bugs every time they came near me… and guns or bombs at worst. Klaus doubled the security in my place, and he even insisted on instilling one or two of his people in the company in secrecy. Devin’s family is also at risk because of this situation. To make sure his family i
~Cali~ Nate’s accusing tone didn’t surprise me at all. He pulled the vacant chair across from mine, inviting himself. “Well, hello to you too, Dr. Grumpy,” I sighed sarcastically, losing my appetite at the sight of him. Since the last time I saw him, he has aged rapidly. Dark circles surround his blue eyes, enhancing the brooding expression he’s wearing. Part of me still believes that the Nate I met years ago, the man whose warm hues showered me with kindness, is still there. He’s just lost and alone. His reason for doing these things to Evan might be unreasonable as hell, but I pity him. I’m not patronizing his ways. No, I don’t because he’s hurting Evan, but there’s this small voice in my thoughts that’s urging me to h
~Cali~He remained unmoving, gazing at the vast lights of the city that behold a beauty beyond compare. The skyline of stars and sparkling lights from L.A. is a sight I once painted. The painting was bought for a good amount of money for Ren’s foundation, that’s why I choose to buy this place. But then, even this beautiful sight couldn’t help me in forgetting about the situation I’m facing.I stood, savoring the touch of the cold floor against my soles. As I take each step to where he is, I fear that this is just a dream, and I will wake up soon if I wasn’t careful.Staying in dreamland is my refuge, succumbing to my fear is pitiful, yet I kept hiding in the sheltered corners in my sleep. It’s the only place safe for me to be with him - without the fear of him losing everything fo
~Cali~I left a note for Evan before I rushed to the airport. A text message or a call is not an option even with the gravity of this news.As the flight to Italy took place, it felt like time was too slow, ticking in its leisure.How did I not realize this sooner?He was suffering alone.I’m too caught up in my problems that my father is dealing with this… all on his own. My tears kept spilling. I hate that it’s all I can do these days. Cry and cry until my eyes are fucking swollen.‘He had a mild stroke,’ Ren mumbled in a shaky voice. ‘His doctor informed me that this is the third time since he arrived in Italy.’
~Cali~My current situation will only add stress to Dad’s weakening heart, so we decided that it’ll be best if he stayed with Ren in Maine. I told him what’s happening between Evan, me, and Nate - I had to - because if he learns this on his own, I don’t know what the result would be.Klaus assured Dad he’s handling things just fine, especially my safety. It was true though, Klaus never slackens. They only talked over the phone, but I’ve never heard my cousin sound so tired before. He didn’t throw any witty remarks; he spoke straight to the point and then hung up.~~I’m back in L.A., back in my routine with Rylee. With the knowledge of his enfeebled health, my drive to lead the entire Reed Industry strengthened. I have to b