"Amanda." I walked over to the counter and took my coffee while thanking the waitress. The weather in New York was quite calm this morning, no more snow and no obstacles keeping people from going to work. I exited the little cafe after getting my coffee and I got into my car to continue my journey to Rhysand del Millero's home. Yeah, my fucking boss messaged me this morning to come over to his place. Not in his penthouse, but towards the mansion that looks like a castle. The one I went to when I was with Jordan because of their grandpa's party. The house bears witness to the monk's where I first learned that he was Jordan's cousin. I threw the thought out of my head, and focused on the road in front of me. The commute a bit away from my apartment and the slippery roads should keep me focused, well so does the Taylor Swift song playing on the online music player in my car. Fifteen minutes later I entered the beautiful BlueStone area with the remnants of the remaining snow in the bea
"What the hell?!" Rhysand's voice growled in anger. "Can't you come with a warning, you're bothering me."Rhysand's voice was really full of emotion and irritation. I couldn't help but look away after staring at the butler who was scared and blushing, and couldn't do anything but bang my forehead against the books due to the shame that overtook me."Sorry to bother you but your grandparents are already here, Mr." I closed my eyes when I heard her trembling voice. She must have been really scared."Tell them to wait a bit. I have to get ready." Rhysand replied. "Go.""Yes, Mr."I heard her footsteps walking away, and then I felt one of Rhysand's arms wrap around my shoulder. "She's already gone, Amanda." Rhysand whispered.I pulled my forehead against the books, and Rhysand immediately pressed his cheek against mine. "I don't want to meet them alone."“Of course, you can wait in my room. Princess."I moved my face a little to look at his face. "I can wait here.""The family from my gra
The room is silent.Everyone was silent.I was silent but my heart screamed louder, louder until I wondered why I didn't faint.His claims.. whatever he said, was absolutely ridiculous to my ears.Fuck."Are you out of your mind?" The muffled scream of frustration wasn't mine, but Britta Barend. She seemed to spontaneously do that because she immediately covered her mouth with her hand.Apparently I wasn't the only one who thought what Rhysand had just said was ridiculous, and realizing that their silence showing their displeasure, as Rhys' mother pointed out, did something to my heart. I don't know what they think of me but it seems like they really will always be against anything about me being with Rhysand."I'm not." Rhysand replied with a casual gesture, which really didn't surprise me anymore.No one spoke again. They were all literally staring at the two of us in turn, and I swallowing heavily from being unable to move under the heavy weight of those gazes. I swallowed my uncom
Whatever Mariana Millero says affects me.It affects all the nerves in my brain and does something to my heart because right now I don't know what to do. Realizing that everything she said about Rhysand thinking that I was different from any woman in his life made my heart skip a beat.On the other hand I am also completely saddened by what Rhysand has gone through. Whatever childhood he had gone through, he really didn't deserve to be a victim of his parents' selfishness. That's really cruel. If Zwetta Millero wants to focus on her work, and her dreams, why should she bring Rhysand among them? She could just focus on her life, dreams, and everything she wanted to do without getting married or having children. She will be free, and then when she is ready and satisfied with what she has accomplished, she can have children. But I don't want to judge her any further. Yes, I was annoyed with her because she leave her kids and leave all the responsibilities to Zafier and Mariana Millero, b
Closing my eyes, I inhaled through my nose, trying my best to calm my racing heart.I've been awake since fifteen minutes ago. Staring at the snow falling behind the window. Staring at that scene… while all the cells in my body were moving in a chaotic and chaotic manner.I accepted Rhysand's offer to stay here, with him, and somehow ... I gave in to the passion that burned my veins. As I always do, I give in to his touch and all the adoration he throws at me. And it ended until two in the morning, if only I hadn't asked him to stop.And now .. my body aches, and I'm upset. Although the irritation was only a speck and was covered by an embarrassing explosive feeling.And here we ended, embracing each other under the thick blanket covering our nakedness, embracing like couples, and I, already awake, enjoying the view of the snowfall from behind the window.This feeling makes me comfortable and safe. And I don't know if I should be afraid or not."Morning." The whisper from behind me an
I looked at myself through the mirror in Rhysand's walk-in closet.Annoyance continued to creep up inside my heart at the sight of the numerous red marks on my neck, on my collarbone, and on my chest.Damn.I didn't know whether to let go of my cursing or not, because when Rhysand put these signs, all I could feel was pleasure and pleasure. And.. yeah, I'm fucked up. Then, what will his family say if they see all this on my body?! So, I pulled my ponytail and let my chest hair down, I combed it for a while.I snorted, and chose to suppress my anger before picking up the goodybag containing my clothes that he just gave me. Luckily, it was a blue long-sleeved sweater, and jeans. Apparently Rhysand already knows my taste in clothes. He doesn't order any more mini dresses, and I won't freeze to death.Didn't spend much time getting ready, I only took five minutes and then walked out of the super luxurious room. Found Rhysand sitting on the side of the bed in a black t-shirt, denim pants a
My family owns several luxury private planes but Rhysand del Millero's plane is truly luxurious.I don't feel like I'm on a plane but like I'm in a luxury hotel room if I don't see the abstract clouds behind the window. I felt that everything my family had was nothing compared to what Rhysand had. Yes, I'm sure they belong to Rhysand, because I've seen some of his big private planes on the runway have his name engraved: RID. Doesn't that stand for Rhysand Iker del Millero? I snorted. No wonder he has that annoying arrogance because what he has is more than I could ever imagine.I sat on the side of the bed, having been asleep for almost five hours alone because Rhysand seemed to be in a serious conversation with one of the well-dressed men, who I guessed was someone else who worked for him, and I had showered and changed into the clothes he had prepared: a dark brown mini dress, with brocade accents, and a sabrina-shaped neckline. There was a thick coat hanging in the changing room ea
And three hours later we were here.Another luxury penthouse belonging to Rhysand in Barcelona. I looked at the beautiful view of the city from behind the glass wall in the living room. I took a sip of the tea he gave me earlier, and then leaned my back on this comfortable sofa chair."Yeah, we'll be there in an hour, tía." Rhysand's voice sounded closer, and so did his steps.I turned back to look at him."Let the party begin without them." Rhysand stroked my face when he was near me, and then bent down to kiss my forehead briefly "It's okay. See you later, then" He said and then hung up. "You don't like this tea?"I frowned as I looked up. "I like it." I answered. "It that your aunt? What's wrong with her?""There's a party at her house and she wants us to come.""What party? Why didn't you say anything earlier?"Rhysand sat beside me, and one of his arms wrapped around my waist. “She just told me when we arrived, and it was really sudden. Previously my intention to be here was to d