As I had guessed, the excitement I felt would not last long. I was too immersed, and ignored the all of the warnings screaming in my head. My common sense already did, but I always chose to give in to my basic instincts to feel his touch again.To fall for how that passionate feeling of happiness happened to me until it made me lose my mind. To fall for all the tricks he gave me.Why is he doing this to me?Why does he want to play me, or other woman?What is the reason he wants to play meWhat game is he actually playing for me?I sighed as I gazed at the scenery of the pine forest on the side of the road. The scenery that looked amazing is now feel like nothing. My feelings are really gloomy.After our conversation that didn't end well this morning, we didn't speak to each other. Rhysand had also be silent like I did, and refused to be in the same room together. I chose to change my clothes in the bathroom, while he was doing something outside, and all I know is that he had already
Maxel is indeed fun behind his seducing attitude.So many women admire him, I'm not surprised. Besides being fun, he also knows the boundaries when dealing with a woman he just met. While we were talking random things about ourselves while touring the biggest company in the world, he never once looked at me like he was hooked in an impolite way or looked at me like he was stripping, or interrupted my words or tried to find an opening to flirt.He was so polite, which surprised me."I know Maven but don't know enough that he has twin sisters." He said from beside me.Like RID Millero in New York, this company also has a garden in the middle of the building. The park showing the remnants of the snowfall that attacked the city of Madrid. "We are indeed hidden." I chuckled softly. "Apart from my family and several people from the business circle, no one knows anymore that Me and Rafaella is his younger sisters.""Doesn't it sound ironic? He is famous for his leadership of making your fami
He took me into the car. My dizziness still makes me see that this isn't the sports car he used, it's a different car and I'm on his lap with my legs on his either side. A luxury limousine with silver and gold accents, and a divider between the driver and passengers.My eyes widen, and I begin to struggle against Rhysand's grip on my waist. He let go of his hands, but only to move to cup my face and bring it closer to his. And he kissed me as the car started moving.Hard, fast, and strong, and I can't fight it. Something stirred inside me, and this time it was anger and a frenzy that began to rise to my core. This time it was something dizzy that confused me as his tongue demanded its way into my mouth. I groaned because of the eruption of frustration that hit me because I couldn't get away from him, and I groaned because the explosion of passion emerged from within me. His kiss was still demanding, and his hand that was gripping my cheek moved behind me. Squeezing my hair and fingers
Silence swept over for a few seconds after I said that. His hazel eyes were still fixed on me, and a look that looked surprised was there. I swallowed hard, and took a deep breath to calm myself. I need to calm myself down so I don't hit him hard in the face.I wanted to do that, but I again thought that violence was unnecessary here. I just need clarity on what he wants from me, and him who just wants to use my body as his sex doll, and about this woman I don't know named Hannah...I'd never known heart broken before hearing him talk about her, and also talking about me that I was just a woman he wanted to play with because he was bored with his life.But I'm sure this is just the beginning, if only I had fallen in love with him. Which I'm guessing is going to be as deep as possible. I would be worse than Rafaella and Gabriella, and I again doubted whether I could handle it or not. There are so many things that make me happy when I'm with him, it's fast-paced and it's going to fu
I sat staring at the clouds behind the window of the private plane that had been prepared by my father at the airport in Madrid. This is surprising and sounds so very urgent. Something dangerous screamed a warning in my head. I know that something is going to happen to me, I knew that dad was planning something for me, and I was pounding to find out. It's going to be bad or it's going to be good..I closed my eyes, and leaned my head on this thick and comfortable seat. There are several private rooms on this large private plane, and all are comfortable with luxurious amenities, which were more comfortable and so quiet but the turmoil that was inside me made me feel uncomfortable nowhere.Everything is so fucked up.And so messy.I was just arguing with Rhysand, and thinking about his threat to the Big Man corporation. Whatever happened to them, Rhysand had already said it would be worse than anything I could imagine, and I was uneasy about his threat.And my other thoughts are about m
"That doesn't make any sense," Rafaella voiced out. "You've never done anything like this – set us up and then make us follow the path that you laid out." She continued, her firm and distasteful voice echoing through the room.I stared at the dark night behind the glass window of Dad's office after the little lunch party that just ended a few minutes ago. Everything looked normal, everyone seemed to talk casually, and warmly. My mom and Reagan's mom seemed to be having a serious conversation and the excitement flashed in their eyes as they talked about the engagement plans. Meanwhile Reagan was with his older brother, my dad, my grandpa and their dad talking about something in another corner of the party.And I ...I can't even think about anything, or talk about anything. All of my talking abilities disappeared. There was only silence in my head since earlier, and a feeling of disappointment tucked into my parents. They have never done this: carried out a plan that was never discusse
I woke up with such a nightmare that I don't want to remember about it anymore.I sat up on my bed, with my breath racing and my eyes stinging and swollen while the world outside the bedroom window was still dark. The digital clock on the nightstand still read four in the morning, and I still had two hours of sleep.I took a breath. The uneasy and bad feeling still worsens my chest and makes me uncomfortable. I held my breath. Calmness and a kind of deep sleep without sleeping pills I can't find anymore. My head is so full of thoughts about my and Reagan's engagement, about Rhysand too. I let out a slow breath. The anxiety is still not gone.Rafaella was still sleeping comfortably hugging her bolster pillow. Her open mouth and the way the roar of her breathing reached my ears told me that she was sleeping very, very soundly. I combed my hair slowly, and decided to get out of bed. I tightened my robe and stepped towards the bedroom door and closed it silently so that Rafaella wouldn't
The snow crunched beneath my feet. My two hands that were in my jacket pocket moved to make the material tighten it on my body even more. It just rained from morning to evening in Montreal, and the winters are getting colder. I bet that rain will come again from the clouds that are still forming large dark clumps in the sky. I walked through my family's large yard toward the outside of the tall wall that covered our entire house. I nodded my head politely to greet the three guards sitting at the posts in front of the fence, and then continued on my way towards a simple three story sturdy wooden house not far from my house. The idea of having a guard in the house is strange to me. But father always said that it was for everyone's safety. I just really realized that being a rich is a burden. Our lives were never calm, and there was a feeling like everyone was planning to kill us. Whatever it was, it already happened. And this time I was the target. Like I heard from dad, uncle, and