Her throat was parched dry. Her limbs are numb, and everything hurts. Italia whimpered, when she woke up again with the splash of cold water.“A—ah!” She let out a low shriek as she hugged her body.Blinking past towards the blinding light, Italia could see Fredo in front of her.“Did I wake you up?” He chuckled.He always laugh, and Italia....she was beginning to hate how much he was gaining amusement from her suffrage.“N—not at all, Sir.” Her jaw clenched as she lied between her teethThe cold made her tremble, her lips are already quivering, and she could have sworn that she was already pale from what he pulled. But Fredo Montreal doesn’t seems he care. Only if Italia began to talk back, and earned back her strength. In that case, he would something to put up the fire and the feisty Italia would just succumbed, submit and pleaded for her life.She hated it.Fredo Montreal. Italia began hating that name.“Good.” The man then soon pulled her arms harshly. “Then you’re coming with me
"Don’t make me your enemy.”That’s what Lauren said before she let her go, and of course, her warning was futile. Mrs. Roswell was mad. Her fury made her face red as she drove home.“That bitch!” She spat out. “We made a deal, and now she thinks she can just order me around just like her men? Ha!”How can she just let things to run smoothly for her, but not for her family? She couldn’t just let Grace marry somebody poor. Eliot is no longer fits for her. He would just be a burden, but that doesn’t mean she was letting the Duke’s off the hook.Not this time. Lauren had pushed her limit, closer, when she owed her everything she have today.“Everything.” Mrs. Roswell clenched her jaw.For an instance, she was reminded of that day.“Lauren, what did you do?” Soleil felt fear crept on her chest.It was a midday of December, when her friend decided to meet her husband’s mistress. Lauren told her that it would be quick, but the noise that leads her inside, the screams and the furniture and br
“I’m sorry, Ma’am.” The receptionist shook her head. “I can’t let you in without a meeting with Mr. Duke.” She added.Mrs. Roswell is easily provoke.“What?” She may appears calm, but she was already boiling with anger. “ Didn’t you have any idea who we are?”Mrs. Roswell didn’t came her just so her visit could be rejected. She wanted to see Eliot, and talk to him about his marriage to her daughter. Lauren promised, and in spite of his disapproval, she knew that it was Mrs. Lauren Duke who have the last word for decision.One and for all. But she’s getting fed up. After waiting for hours, she was now being told that Eliot wouldn’t meet her.How dare he?! Mrs. Roswell was furious. How dare he act so high, treating her like a dirt?!“I’m sorry, but that was our protocol.” The woman apologized.“Protocol, huh?” She sounded mad. “Perhaps, you wouldn’t mind if I walk right there in his office—”“Ma’am, don’t make me call the security.”“You won’t, because I will.” With that said, Mrs. Rosw
“I—” Raquel gulps. The awkward air made the atmosphere between them thickens. Even with David, she had never been this nervous, only with Eliot. Only with this man, whom she always wonder—“Why?”“Why?” Eliot looked at her.“Why do you wanted to help me?” She was straightforward. “…so bad?”Raquel didn’t know, but Eliot was like a breathe of fresh air, away from the abuse. He was the same stranger. Always carefree. Always the risk-taker. He was full of freedom, while she’s not. And she will not drag someone to the same hell just because she was chained there.Elliot is just…too precious to be contaminated by her toxic family.“And I wasn’t blind, I don’t want to assume, but your action speaks of a pursuant man.” She bit her lips. “And you know…I am married, I am no longer free, Eliot.”“Raquel…” Eliot took a deep breathe, before looking at her. “Would your doubt be compensated, if I told you that I like you?”“Don’t give me that crap, Eliot.” With him around, Raquel felt free expressin
[WARNING for 18+: Triggering scenes ahead.]“Had you learn your lesson already, Raquel?” Geneva Roswell asked her eldest. She was calmly sitting opposite to her, while she sipped her morning tea.Raquel nodded her head.“I am, Ma.” Her voice is empty.She was motionless, while her mother smiled sweetly as if she didn’t do anything wrong.“Perfect!” Her mother clapped her hands together. “Now that you have, go change yourself, because you really stink! My God, what kind of filth had clings on you on that place, I could never imagine!”I could also never imagine that you would put me behind bars. Her grudge was unending.Raquel submissively stood up and went upstairs.Under the shower, she scrub her skin. Hard. Until it gets reddened, painful enough to made her sobs. It is not because she was scared anymore, but it was directed to another pain cause by somebody else.Eliot.“I was coming. Wait for me.”But he never did.Raquel waited, but no presence of him showed up until her mother de
[WARNING for 18+: Triggering scenes ahead.]“Had you learn your lesson already, Raquel?” Geneva Roswell asked her eldest. She was calmly sitting opposite to her, while she sipped her morning tea.Raquel nodded her head.“I am, Ma.” Her voice is empty.She was motionless, while her mother smiled sweetly as if she didn’t do anything wrong.“Perfect!” Her mother clapped her hands together. “Now that you have, go change yourself, because you really stink! My God, what kind of filth had clings on you on that place, I could never imagine!”I could also never imagine that you would put me behind bars. Her grudge was unending.Raquel submissively stood up and went upstairs.Under the shower, she scrub her skin. Hard. Until it gets reddened, painful enough to made her sobs. It is not because she was scared anymore, but it was directed to another pain cause by somebody else.Eliot.“I was coming. Wait for me.”But he never did.Raquel waited, but no presence of him showed up until her mother de
“I—” Raquel gulps. The awkward air made the atmosphere between them thickens. Even with David, she had never been this nervous, only with Eliot. Only with this man, whom she always wonder—“Why?”“Why?” Eliot looked at her.“Why do you wanted to help me?” She was straightforward. “…so bad?”Raquel didn’t know, but Eliot was like a breathe of fresh air, away from the abuse. He was the same stranger. Always carefree. Always the risk-taker. He was full of freedom, while she’s not. And she will not drag someone to the same hell just because she was chained there.Elliot is just…too precious to be contaminated by her toxic family.“And I wasn’t blind, I don’t want to assume, but your action speaks of a pursuant man.” She bit her lips. “And you know…I am married, I am no longer free, Eliot.”“Raquel…” Eliot took a deep breathe, before looking at her. “Would your doubt be compensated, if I told you that I like you?”“Don’t give me that crap, Eliot.” With him around, Raquel felt free expressin
“Are you following me?” When the two of them had gotten alone, Raquel couldn’t help herself, but be frank.“What made you think I am?” Eliot raised his eyebrows.“Because you are exactly on the same place, where I am supposed to be.” She squinted her eyes.“Then it wasn’t my fault, Mrs. Smith.” Eliot countered back, emphasizing the last word. “A coincidence can happen.”“Coincidence, my ass.” But Raquel isn’t backing down. “I know what you are doing. How many times do I have to tell you that I am not going to accept your help—”Only to get stopped, when the door to the kitchen was pushed open.Sister Eliza looked to the pair, “Is everything okay here?”“Well, yes, sister.” Her expression changes. She smiled softly at the nun. “We’re just uh…uh, right. We are trying to discuss what meal to prepare for the children.”“Oh, really?” Sister Eliza exclaimed with utter delight. “The children would be happy knowing that you two made it! Don’t worry, I’ll leave you two. Enjoy!”And then the d