(Sky’s POV)
Leo and Jake must be kidding me bringing a kid to a party. The freckles or maybe red spots on her face could not hide the fact that she looked minor and had not been to this kind of party. I could not help myself feeling angry at Jake because she looked drunk already with a glass of appletini in her hand.
“Are you kidding me, Jake? Why did you bring-” Before I could add ‘a minor’ to my words, she advanced toward me, pouring liquid onto my lap. I growled, screaming at her. “Are you crazy?” I said angrily, grabbing her arm and dragging her to the room.
I banged the door, but I didn’t feel guilty when her body jerked, startled by what I did. I walked past her and went straight to the bathroom, taking a towel to dry my pants. My head peeked at the ajar door to see her, and I was right that she was trying to open the door.
She could be fifteen or sixteen, but thinking about it, I must have just overreacted because Jake would never do such a thing. He knew that the fraternity had a rule of not bringing minors in this kind of party as we avoid problems of legalities. Still, I could not help myself from protecting her. She might be ugly, but she seems innocent enough to excite any man in this place, especially if they never want to be attached in a relationship with her.
“Stop wasting your energy on that. They already locked it outside,” I went out of the bathroom, hissing at her annoyingly while drying the fly to the crotch point of my pants.
“What? Why? What did I do to you?” Despite looking drunk, her eyes brimmed with tears as if afraid of what I might do to her.
“Nothing. They must be pissed at me, bringing me an ugly offering,” I lied, hissing to show her my disappointment.
With the red spots on her face, she looked like a red-spotted trapeze crab, but despite that, there was something in her eyes that aroused my curiosity in her, saving her from my cousin and friends. Her hair was pulled into a clean ponytail, showing her heart-shaped face, pointed nose, and sensual lips. If anyone could erase her red spots, she could be the most beautiful girl in this place.
“What? Would you care to explain? What am I supposed to do?” She asked, looking like she was about to cry.
“As an offering, you’re supposed to please me tonight!” I answered, shocking her. I scoffed, thinking I was right that she had no idea why she was here.
“What am I? A flower?” she said angrily, walking toward the window and peeking outside.
“Don’t worry, I’m not in the mood for any offering tonight,” I assured her as I lay my back on the bed. My eyes pinned on the ceiling, only listening to her as she paced the room, then she walked toward me, extending her hand.
“Let me use your phone,” she said. My eyes squinted, trying to remember where I heard her voice. “I don’t want my cousin to worry,” she whimpered as she waited for me to give her my phone.
“I left my phone on the couch,” It was the truth. “I dropped it when an ugly, red-spotted trapeze crab poured drinks to me,” I told her, closing my eyes.
“You will just lie there and won’t do anything?” Her voice was panicking, but I ignored her. She grabbed the hem of my sleeve. “You have to help me escape here. Please.”
Annoyed at her, I opened my eyes and brushed her hand off the sleeve of my shirt. “I’m tired, okay? Do whatever you want to do. Just stop bothering me.” I closed my eyes again, hoping to get a nap even for an hour.
She released me and went back to the window, but I couldn’t get even a five-minute nap because I could hear her pacing around the room, opening the closet, bathroom door, and window. Curious, I opened my eyes to see what she was doing.
“Woah! What are you going to do? Are you nuts?” I got up immediately, dashing toward her as she opened the window. I grabbed her arm before she could do something crazy, jumping out the window. I gripped her upper arm hard to make sure she won’t fall.
“Yes, I’m nuts,” she snarled at me. “Don’t worry, Mr. Whoever-You-Are, it’s not even high.”
My eyebrows raise, wanting to shake her from the truth that we are fourteen feet away from the ground. “You really want to go?” I asked curiously, but I could not help worrying. If I was right that she was a minor, then she was my responsibility.
She nodded. “If you ask them to open the door, will they open it?” Her round brown eyes were hopeful.
“I already told you, they won’t,” I lied again. At this point, I was being selfish, thinking I could have a break from all these exhausting events in my life. A key is actually hidden under the bed, just in case an emergency breaks out.
She took a deep breath, her eyes squinting as if still thinking of her way out.
“How do you intend to escape from this room?” I asked curiously, releasing her and crossing my arms on my chest.
“Come on, this place is built for elite people,” she said, causing me to raise my eyebrows. “Fire exit, duh?” She puckered her lips, pointing to the emergency exit door.
My forehead creases, not realizing there is one because no woman ever wants to escape from this room, especially if she is with me. I sighed, feeling idiot in front of this teenager. “Where would you go?”
“To get another appletini,” she grinned at me and then licked her lips.
It must be the alcohol, but I swear she looks cute, and the way she licks her lips makes me want to kiss her. I heaved a deep sigh, concluding I was drunk after a glass of vodka.
“How old are you?” I asked curiously because the way she grinned at me, she looked slightly older than Olivia, but her height could say she was almost the same age as Finn.
“Eighteen,” She answered immediately, but she seemed not used to telling lies because I could tell she was not telling the truth.
“Eighteen?” I repeated, walking closer to her. “You want to escape her for a glass of appletini?”
“Yup!” She answered, closing her eyes as she swayed her body to the music we could still hear downstairs.
“I’m coming with you. Wait for me,” I said, turning my back on her. I might as well make a crazy decision for the first time. I walked to the cabinet, taking two glasses and a bottle of vodka. “We’re not staying here.”
“Huh?” She turned her head to me before getting out of the window. “I need to find Anya.”
Whoever Anya is, she will not be able to find her here without going through the crowded dance floor.
“Just call her later. I’ll let you use my phone. I still have one in the car,” I told her, placing the vodka bottle and glasses on the table to help her get on the window. The corners of my mouth lifted, hearing her gasp when my hands touched her hips.
She was already sitting on the window stool when she turned her head to me. “You have big hands,” she chuckled.
I moved my head closer to her ears. “Yes,” I whispered, hating the feeling, but I could not help myself from taunting her and thinking of many things to do to her. “My big hands can do many things to you if we don’t go now.”
She smiled, moving her head to my ears, and whispered, “Then, let’s just stay.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, sliding my hands under her shirt and touching her waist. Her lips parted to suck for air.
She placed her soft lips on my ears. “Let’s do something crazy.”
She didn’t need to suggest it because I was getting crazy over her already, holding her hips again to pull her inside the room again.
(Sky’s POV)Tempting…My hands which grip her hips, want to pull her inside the room again, but when my lips touch her nape, her baby sweet scent woke me up. If I were right that she lied to me about her age, I would be in big trouble.“How about we get out of here together, get that appletini you want, and call whoever Anya is?” I placed my hand on her head to protect her from the window frame.She squinted her eyes for a brief second and then smiled, nodding as she agreed with me, jumping at the short distance from the window stool to the landing area of the staircase. I took the bottle of liquor and glasses.“Hold this,” I said, and she took it, opening the lid and smelling the alcohol. Before I could stop her, she drank from the bottle. I had to snatch it away from her before she could finish the whole content.“This taste better,” she giggled, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.“Move,” It was an order. Her slow steps were making quiet thuds as she went down. I followed h
(Anj’s POV) My brain must be on haywire. Like taking my medicine, after drinking Appletini, I feel dizzy but in a really good way. I felt lighter and free and had the courage to do everything I wanted. This gorgeous Greek god must have used his magic spell on me that I just kept on following everything he said. I heard he told Frank to bring us to the nearest coffee shop, but I didn’t want to get sane yet. He was driving us somewhere when my eyes caught a glimpse of a place I had never been to before. The seashore. “Woah! Is that…? Stop the car, Frank.” I gasped and tugged him in his arm, but when he didn’t stop, I cried again. “Stop the car! Please…” When the driver finally listened to me and stopped the car, I didn’t wait for him. I unfastened my seatbelt and got out of the car, dashing toward the beach, ignoring the handsome man running after me. I could hear Mrs. Antonetta’s voice telling me to do something crazy once in a while. I was not up for it but seeing the full moon
(Anj’s POV)“Just a kiss?” Sky Mars, the Mighty Sky, curved a naughty smile on his lips.I chuckled, feeling the heat creeping through my cheeks. I knelt before him and leaned my head forward. “Just a kiss,” I whispered. Not waiting for him to answer, I planted a quick kiss on his lips, and I was right about the softness of his sensual lips.My heart was dancing with joy, my brain was screaming with shame, and my body was burning with unexplainable desire as I returned to sitting on the sand. I swallowed hard, wanting to run to the water and submerge myself to hide from him. Then, I heard him laugh hard.“You call that a kiss?” he asked amusedly, filling his glass and drinking his liquor. “I was right, then. You’ve never been kissed.” He teased me.I raised my eyebrows and frowned at him. “Excuse me, Mighty Sky, but I have kissed plenty of men,” I said proudly, taking a sip from my glass, thinking of all the grandfathers I have kissed on their cheeks whenever they missed their childre
(Anj’s POV)I stayed in my position, crawling slowly under the bed of the stranger I slept with, but as I lifted one arm to move forward, my heart stopped beating when I saw a shining gold wedding band on my finger.My eyes blinked many times, racking my brain of what exactly happened last night, but the little workers seemed not done fixing my head as it ached so much I wanted to curl back in bed. This feeling was worse than a migraine, although I have not experienced it in my entire life.“Daddy!” she screamed again, making me cringe as her sweet voice was causing my head to crack.I kept my eyes closed, only listening to the sound of the door opening, footsteps, and Sky cursing under his breath.“Sky Mars!” A yell roared like thunder inside his bedroom. “In the study room. Now!” An angry voice said.I felt the quilt thrown at me, but I did not dare look up to see who did it.“And you, young lady, you’re not going anywhere!” The older man’s voice shouted. I took a deep breath, wanti
(Sky’s POV) I have never disappointed my father in my entire life, but when he saw me with a naked woman in my bedroom, his voice and looks could tell me I failed him for the first time. Panicking that Olivia saw us, I grabbed the quilt in a hurry from the woman I hardly remember the name, not minding her naked and using it to cover half of my body, and when my sister called my dad, I could only stand up, grabbing my night robe. “Have you lost your mind, Sky?” he asked angrily, pacing the floor. “What did I tell you about bringing a woman into this house?” He threw the crumpled paper at me, and when I picked it up, I breathed out, trying to remember where I left my brain to make such a haste decision last night. My eyes darted slowly on my finger, checking and breathing hard when I saw the gold wedding band. I thought it was a dream. “Have you gone mad?” His voice roared in the study room. “You’re the smart one! You’re supposed to be responsible for your actions.” “Dad,” I breat
(Anj’s POV)Of all the emergency teams coming, Effie’s team came to rescue their family, but right now, it was less of my millions of concerns. I leaned my back on the seat’s backrest as I glanced at Effie, still on the phone as she checked on the patient with us.Looking at Sky, whose eyes were pinned on his father, I realized that this must be the first time it had happened in the family. His father must be furious at him, at us, for doing such a stupid thing. I wonder how Sister Grace will react or Aunt Rose. Anya will surely cry and blame herself because she is the one who insisted that I should come to the party. Dylan… Well, I don’t know how he would react.Effie placed her phone back in her pocket and looked at me. “What were you doing there?” She asked curiously. Her forehead knitted, probably wondering why I was there when I was supposed to be in the nursing home.“Doing good deeds?” I forced a grin, sounding unsure of my answer. She chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief an
(Anj’s POV)Sky looked at my bare feet when I returned the cell phone to him. He pursed his lips as he took his gadget and sat quietly beside me. I wished to comfort him, but I could feel his disgust for me despite being grateful. I decided to keep my mouth shut, crossed my arms to my chest to keep myself warm, and closed my eyes.The argument of whether it was wise to let the heart decide or not was still on. I would definitely tell Mrs. Antonetta about the problem of letting the heart think, and my present situation now is my solid proof. My heart is confused about whether I should leave or not. If my big brain had to decide, it would know I have done my part helping him and should go home. But my heart was still giddy, excited at seeing Sky and wanting to snuggle closer to him.“Sky!”We both raised our heads and turned in the direction of the voice. The woman I saw in their house, I think her name was Elenita, came in with Frank.“How’s your father?” She asked worriedly.“He’s fin
(Anj’s POV)“You are brave,” The older doctor said, looking at me with awe. We were in front of the ICU room, staring at the glass wall, watching Steve Mars in the bed sleeping.The doctor beside me is the chairman and personally attended to Mr. Mars’ needs, the hospital’s VIP. When Elenita told me he was the owner and the chairman, I didn’t want to believe her. He seemed young to be the chairman, but when she said that Dr. Greene was born a genius and became a doctor at a young age, I did not hesitate anymore.“Thank you,” I said meekly, looking down to my feet. “I was well-trained by my mother,” I bit my lower lip after my lie.“If you were not there, it might be too late for him,” he said, tilting his head and looking directly into my eyes, and amazingly, we have the same round brown eyes. “How old are you?”“Eight… Er… Nineteen. It was my birthday yesterday,” I lied again. When I return, the first thing I would do is confess to Father Jesse, and I could imagine already spending th