After tidying up my messy clothes, and controlling myself, I walked back towards the party hall. I steeled my steps past the people who somehow still managed to stand and talk to each other. My eyes accidentally saw Rhysand talking while embracing the waist of a woman in a tight green dress.I snorted harshly at the sight. Realizing how he was so relaxed and embracing the sexy woman beside him after he kissed me... made the tightness in my chest hurt more than ever. But I try to ignored that and pretend like it was nothing at all, so I stepped back towards where I was sitting, and found Rafaella and my parents standing greeting a middle-aged couple and a familiar young man. Rafaella who saw me first as I stepped closer called me out, "Come here, Dee." They looked at me, and I smiled when I saw who the man was standing between them. "Hello, Amanda." Greet Serena de Sanctis, wife of Darius de Sanctis, a man about my father's age who stands beside her. "Long time no see, auntie." She
I returned on Sunday morning with Rafaella, who wanted to spend her time in New York until Monday, by plane. Actually, once in a while I want to feel the six hour drive by car but because of the snowstorm that hit several points of the state border road, then I don't think this is the right time.I knew that there was another motive behind Rafaella following me. Whatever it was I just hoped it wasn't about me and Jordan. Realizing that she totally didn't accept what Jordan had done to me made me a little scared that Rafaella would do something reckless to Jordan.Even though I knew Jordan was having an affair behind my back, I couldn't help but be aware of myself. With what I did behind his back as well with Rhysnad. I did not justify what he did to me and did not justify what I did to him, so I think about it last night I chose to finish everything by talking to Jordan and ending our relationship on good terms.There will be no more chance. Nothing else will be saved.I sighed hopefu
My arms around his neck tightened, feeling a strange sensation inside of me. A beautiful and delicious sensation that almost brought me to the brink. I was about to fall and I didn't know if Rhysand would reach me or not.The kiss was slow, long and I found that I was so immersed in it that I only realized that he was sitting on my chair and I was on his lap. There's no mistaking this seductive, sensual kiss that promises sexual satisfaction. The part of my core that was covered by the pants was pressing against the hardened part of him."Dinner?" he breathes.I shook my head, "I have to meet Jordan." I had started to leave from his lap but he the strength of his two arms around my waist made it impossible for me to do it. I sighed harshly. "Rhys."His expression became stern, as if he didn't like my words. "We'll do it after you meet him.""No." I spat. I moved to get out of his arms. Even though this kiss really drowned me in passion and promised an outlet that I really wanted and I
I took a deep breath as I sat across from Jordan. In front of me was a glass filled with water, and the other was filled with apple juice, my favourite.He stared at me intently and then look behind me again, where from what I heard, Rhysand was approached by a man and asked him to speak.Jordan looked at me with furrowed brows. "There's no way you two happen to have the same plan, right?""He insists on coming with me." I took a deep breath as Jordan's expression slowly revealed his displeasure. "Rhysand was there when you called me."Jordan wanted to say something more about it but somehow he stopped his intention. I took a glass of mineral water and drank it halfway to moisten my dry neck. Jordan looked at me without saying anything. I think he feels the same way that I do. Didn't have the words to start or was too scared to start.So I put down my glass and started to brave myself by saying, "What about Claudia?" I swallowed. "What about your baby?"Jordan's expression was unpredi
I Bet You Think About Me by Taylor Swift plays over the large speakers in the living room. I mumbled the song softly as I walked out of my bed room after I finished getting ready to come to the office. Rhysand didn't tell me to come over to his place this morning, and that left me plenty of free time to relax.Rafaella was busy cooking in the kitchen, from the smell I guessed she is cooking chicken soup. Gabriella who I know didn't come home from last night left Rafaella free to do whatever she wanted."You look excited this morning." I said while frowning when I saw how she occasionally shook her body and singing while cooking.She smiled. "Morning, My Sunshine."I'm frowning at her calling for me. "I guess something fun happened to you yesterday until you were willing to come home late at night." I quipped as I poured warm mineral water into my glass.Rafaella did come home late at night, I had slept soundly in my bed without dreaming at all. She's been so excited since yesterday th
The dealings of Rhysand meeting with his parents didn't bother me at all. What bothered me was that I couldn't get out of my own room. I mean I'm really stuck.I can't even get down to the floor below this floor to eat my lunch. Instead, Ron brought a lunch for me.The hope that I wouldn't be bothered by Rhysand after breaking up with Jordan didn't come true.Fuck.How could all of Rhysand del Millero's matters affect my activities?I snorted in annoyance at Ron who was relaxing in the chair opposite me. He was still casually staring at his phone. "Could you, very clearly, tell me why I have to be cooped up here?" I asked, before continuing again. "I have absolutely nothing to do with your big boss."Ron looked at me from behind his device, raising an eyebrow. "Hmm, you weren't before, but now that's changed."Realized that what he said made no sense at all. I frowned. "Why would that be? I don't think I've ever had anything to do with Rhysand del Millero."Ron took a shaky breath. "O
I don't want you to be hurt by my son.Before me Zwetta Miller's features were still soft, and considerate. There was no expression of contempt there, no expression of cruelty and warning like a mother who wants a woman to stay away from her son.There is only gentle attention. Like she's trying to keep me away from her son."I don't understand."Zwetta smiled smugly. "I know that." She took a breath, leaning back. "Rhysand and I had quite a conflict." She swallowed hard, her eyes filled with deep sadness. "He... hates me."I've heard this from Jordan."And that's why I always watch him from afar. Even though I live in Barcelona, I always know what he's doing, and who he meets, which women accompany him." Rhysand del Millero's mother sighed, closing her eyes for a moment. "I can tell what he's been up to, the one thing he's been so focused on lately." Her amber eyes that were so beautiful like her son's looked at me. "You, Amanda."I held my breath."He's so obsessed with you."Some
He followed me as I walked out of his room to get my coffee that was left in the kitchen.I don't want you to see her again, if she's still here. He said when I balked at what he did.The attention of the employees who were so attached to us as we walked towards the kitchen made me guess what their thoughts were. Do they think that we have a special relationship? Or worse, they thought I was one of Rhysand's women?I sighed. I try not to care what people think because in reality it's not true.I'm nobody but Rhysand del Millero's personal assistant."Suddenly I want coffee." Rhysand said from behind me as we entered the kitchen, and how relieved I was to find no one here but my coffee still on the table. "You can make it for me. If you mind, Princess."That name again..I just nodded and walked over to the counter to do as he said. I pulled the glass from the cupboard, and tore off the coffee packet."No sugar." Whisper right in my ear made me choke.Rhysand wrapped his arms around my