DANE
Aria’s words took me by surprise, but shockingly, I didn’t seem to mind them. She was a sweet child and surprisingly, we bonded well. Although I have never been one to mix with children, Aria was easy to talk to, not to mention she was rather entertaining. I saw Dahlia tense, her face paling slightly before she busied herself with heating the beans.
"Ari darling, don’t be silly." She scolded lightly.
I knew Aria’s words had affected her and I wanted to know what was going through her mind. There was more between us, but I still didn’t have the answer to exactly what. I found myself watching her do the little every day things. The way she pouted when annoyed or unhappy - It was a cute change to her usual haughty, confident self. The way she smiled when it came to Aria, the concern in her eyes when she looked at my injuries and the way she talked to and treated her staff. I was beginning to lose solid reasons to stay away from her.
I had loved once
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DAHLIA I gasped at his words. The pain and regret he felt was clear in those gorgeous hazel eyes of his. I felt a wave of sadness wash over me for Elizabeth. "Did they ever catch the culprits?" I asked. He shook his head. "She refused to go to the police. They wanted to send the video to her parents and demand a ransom but she told them to send it to me instead. She didn’t want her parents to see that. Her mother is a heart patient, and any stress can be fatal." I frowned. That was understandable, but she could have told the police and kept it confidential. I felt sorry for Elizabeth, however, I couldn't shake the feeling that something didn’t add up. The guilt that consumed Dane was clear. "It wasn’t your fault." I said firmly. "It was, I left her there-" “It wasn’t your fault Dane, you did not leave her there knowing that would happen. You didn’t commit that horrific act against her, they did.” I said firmly.
DANE Elizabeth returned to the living room with wine and two glasses. "After eating all that, do you still have space?" I asked. Dahlia had cooked several dishes and I had to admit she was good in the kitchen. "It’s my birthday." She said, pouring two glasses "I’ve eaten enough." I said and she scoffed. "It’s just a glass, you ate everything else." "The food was good." I remarked. She smiled. "I have to agree. You love my lasagne, right? I’ll make some next time. " "Hmm, it’s edible." "Oh come on Dane! It isn't so bad." She protested, slapping my leg. "So, what did you want to discuss?" I asked, I knew there was something else on her mind. Her smile vanished as she looked at the ground. "Mom and Dad want me to settle down. They keep pushing me to meet someone. I'm terrified. Dane, can you help me?" "What do you want to do? I told you that you need to tell the
DAHLIA Sparks. Strong tingling sparks rushed through me when his lips met mine. I gasped as pleasure consumed me. It was the first time we kissed when we weren’t drunk, or in my case, angry. It was consensual and I wanted this. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged him closer, trying to remember not to press against his arm. It was everything I could wish for and more. My entire body felt like it had been lit by a tingling sparkler and my core throbbed as his lips caressed mine. A soft moan fell from my lips. He tasted of fine wine mixed with fresh mint. I wanted more, needed more. He deepened the kiss as if understanding what I needed, his lips dominating mine. I didn’t care when I moaned sensually. He was doing things to me, and he had only kissed me. I boldly ran my tongue along his lips, I wanted to taste him. He parted his lips and I slipped my tongue in. Exploring every inch. I felt him groan quietly as he sucked on my tongue. I s
DAHLIA "I'm in here!" I called out, panic filling me when I was plunged into darkness. Don’t panic Dahlia. I didn’t bring my phone, I was in here all alone. "Hey!" My voice seemed to fall flat as I made my way through the shelves. Breathe, Dahlia. I reached the door after a while, feeling for the handle. I tried it and pulled hard on it. "Anyone out there?!" I screamed. Why did someone just turn off the light? Obviously, someone was in here if the light was on! "Who’s there?!" I shouted, trying not to let panic consume me. "Hello?!" I banged on the door, ignoring the pain that burned my fists. "Someone! Anybody! Hello?!" Who would hear me? I was in a tiny, windowless room at the back of a huge room. It was almost time for everyone to leave work, no-one would know I was here. Fear and panic began clawing at me and I tried to avoid focusing on it. "Hello?!" My voice broke from all the shouting but I had to carry on. I cou
DANE After the kiss we shared on Saturday night, I had thought that maybe we were going to go forward from here. I was ready to push aside my own issues and not judge Dahlia for the way other people of her status behaved. But then yesterday she said something was missing from her memory, something that took place twenty-three years ago… Was it coincidental that my aunt was driven to commit suicide or was killed? There were too many coincidences surrounding Dahlia, this house, the timing… I didn’t want to believe it, but how much longer could I ignore the facts? I couldn't take things further, not until I knew the truth. That kiss shouldn’t have happened. I needed to look around the house for clues and then I needed to get out of here. As soon as possible. It was now Monday and Dahlia had left for work. I decided I really needed to look around, the only problem were the staff. Someone or other was always around, but I couldn't waste any more time. When the mor
DAHLIA Three days had passed but Dane refused to talk to me about anything but work. He didn’t even look at me and told his secretary to get any paperwork signed. It hurt that I heard nothing from him. I tried to talk to him once or twice about it, but he shut me down quickly, saying there was work to do and shouldn’t we be focusing on it? I was used to keeping up a good front. To show I'm ok when I wasn’t, so that’s what I did. Pretend I'm ok. I had had a meeting with my lawyer and the first hearing for our divorce was scheduled to take place. I knew it was going to be mentally draining, I did not want to see him again, not when I was emotionally drained - but my lawyer said we were not going to drag it out. After all, there was enough proof of his affairs. "Mama? Can I come with you to work today?" Aria asked. She had been a little under the weather and rather clingy. I knew she was upset about Dane simply leaving without even a goodbye. I felt her
DAHLIA I opened the box gingerly, slipping my finger under it and flipping it up. I breathed a sigh of relief, seeing it just contained packaging foam peanuts and a few polaroid’s stuck in the middle - I really didn’t want to have to face another dead rat again. I reached for the pictures, scooping them up. I gasped as I felt something tickle my finger. I was about to brush it away when I saw a horrifyingly large spider crawl up my hand, scarily fast. It was two inches long and my heart plummeted. Fear drowning me, I let out a piercing scream, whacking it off. I felt a sharp sting on my hand before it went flying. My heart was thumping wildly as I stumbled back, seeing another crawl out of the box. "Mama!" I heard Aria call. "I'm ok, I just slipped." I lied, backing away from the large atrocities. My hand stung but I was too focused on thinking about how to kill them. Hurrying forward, I crushed the first spider beneath my foot.
DAHLIA My heart would have surged if it wasn’t already beating way faster than it should. "What’s wrong with you? You look really ill." He said. "I need to go to the hospital. I’ll be fine… It’s just a little…." I tried to stand up, my entire body felt heavy. "What happened? You looked better than this earlier." He asked, helping me to my feet. I could only focus on his concern. "A spider bit me." I said, holding out my swollen and painful-looking hand. He looked at me stunned before taking my hand tenderly. "This looks infected… Dahlia what spider?" He asked sharply. "It was in the box…" I mumbled, my vision swaying. "I kept them; I’ll be fine." "You should have gone sooner." He said coldly. "I…" I trailed off. Not wanting to say that it was because I didn’t want to let him down. He seemed to realise anyway, his eyes filling with pain. He now crouched down, wrapping his left arm a