Liz Walters folded her arms across her chest, staying put, not wanting him to get the pleasure of thinking that his closeness and threatening tone of voice would scare her and force her to submit to him. “I think you heard me.”A frown had formed across his forehead. “Don’t you think I deserve a second chance?”Liz shook her head. “Everyone deserves a second chance but… not you!”“Why not…?”“You don’t seem to understand this, Ivan but you know what, not every boy is like you. Some boys understand a girl’s preferences and respect them.” Liz told him, thinking about Adrian.“Really…?” Ivan tilted his head slightly as he raised an inquiring eyebrow at her. “It means there is somebody who cares about your preferences.”“That’s none of your business.” She snapped at him.She was utterly surprised to hear herself right now. She couldn’t believe that it was actually her speaking. She sounded so powerful and resolute. It seemed to her that she was pretty sensitive toward Adrian.“It means th
Liz Walters felt incredibly liberating as she got out of Larry’s car. Once he drove away, she glanced away, toward the night sky, which was lit up by some stars and the illuminating moon. She felt good that she’d been strong enough to confront Ivan on her own.She’d felt positively released, finally being able to say what she thought and felt.But, when she opened the front door, she found the house empty. Adrian was nowhere to be seen and the dinner Ben had made for them, left untouched. Where was Adrian? “Where are you?” she mumbled, glancing at the clock and seeing it was after ten already. Had she been out for so long?Adrian had nothing else to do when he’d got back from work today. He’d told her that he’d be spending time with her. She’d wanted to watch a movie and he’d agreed to watch it with her so they’d had everything planned for tonight.She thought he would be waiting for her, setting everything up for their movie night but she hadn’t expected to find the house empty.Cou
With that thought in mind, Liz let her eyes drop closed, hoping she’d have a dream just as lovely. Especially, if she could awaken to winning Adrian’s heart and trust back in reality.She was in a mansion, an enormous one different from Adrian’s – like a castle. It took her a moment to register that she was indeed in a castle. She didn’t know whose castle or where it was, or even if she belonged there. She only knew she felt trapped, suffocated. Pacing back and forth in a small room, she measured passing time by the tap of her feet against the stone floor and the matching beats of her heart. She soon realized her room was in a tall tower, because she could look out the window and see the forest far down below. And beyond it was a cliff and that rocky mountain over which she sometimes liked to fly.Fly? She couldn’t fly. What a silly thought that was! Everybody has always, one way or another, wished that they could fly but then, would be told they couldn’t fly. But somebody had on
Adrian Moore stopped reading the document he needed to double check before signing it when his phone beeped with a new notification.Picking it up, he swiped at his lock-screen to check the new message he’d received from an unknown number. Nothing prepared him for what he’d see.It was a picture of Liz and Ivan, cozying up at some bar.“What the fuck?” He swore under his breath.He clenched the papers in his hand, his fingers tightening.Some emotion hit him hard in the chest. He recognized it immediately: regret. This was the wrong time. It seemed like Liz had already made her choice. That would explain the smile on her face in this picture. They both looked so lost in one another’s eyes.If only he’d given her a chance to speak yesterday, maybe things would have been different today and maybe, just maybe he would have had more confidence in himself, in their relationship so far. Now…it appeared to him that it was too damn late.He’d taken his shot – as much of possible ones as he co
Liz Walters angrily stomped all the way back to her bedroom and grabbed her suitcase from beside the wardrobe and threw it on the bed. Unzipping it, she dumped all her clothes and stuffs in it before closing it shut.She gulped back the lump that had formed at the back of her throat, stiffening the tears threatening to break free. She didn’t want to cry over Adrian Moore anymore. He didn’t deserve it.He'd misunderstood her, questioned her character and never gave her a chance to explain things. He never made an effort to clear these misunderstandings between them, to make things right. He'd always been busy with his office works.Today also, Liz waited for him to come back but he never did.Instead, when she called on his office phone to ask about his whereabouts, a staff picked up and told her that Adrian was in a meeting. She’d felt relieved knowing he was at least over there but then, she was hurt that he’d left home earlier than normally.She’d woken up hoping that his anger migh
“I’m not here to sit and drink with you.” Liz rolled her eyes at him and crossed her arms over her chest.He arched an eyebrow at her as though seriously askance. “Why are you here then?”Liz’s mouth dropped open. “What?”“I asked you to come here to have a drink with me.”“I won’t have a drink with you –”“Uh-huh,” he raised a hand to stop her. “Don’t forget that I haven’t told your grandparents about your whereabouts yet. If you don’t listen to me, I’ll tell them about it.”“Are you threatening me right now?” She couldn’t believe her eyes.He just shrugged in response.Liz hated the guts of this guy and to think she was ever friends with him, disgusted her.She proceeded to take a seat in the couch opposite his but she was stopped by him. “Not there, here,” he pointed at the couch he was sitting on.“I’ll sit here,” Liz argued with him.Ivan snatched his phone off the table between them all while holding her gaze and then asked with a smug smirk, “Are you sure you want to do that?”
Adrian Moore clenched his jaw. He’d been played, a pawn in another woman’s game. But he was no one’s throw-away piece.His mind raced, relaying conversations and quiet moments between them, searching for a time Liz could have used him or the opportunity he had provided her – the contract. The harder he searched his memory, the more desperate he became to prove to himself she’d lied to him and used him.Hell, he’d settled for her having misled him in any way. But there was nothing to find. Nothing stood out as deceitful. In fact, she’d been there whenever he needed her. Still, that didn’t change the fact that she was two timing him. That would explain why she’d gone to meet her ex-lover twice without finding it necessary to tell him.Even though they weren’t in a real official relationship yet, he’d imagined she would at least inform him about it but she hadn’t.His gaze shot to her face in the picture he gripped in his hand, the same picture that the media had taken of them when he’d
“About damn time,” Anna said under her breath, relieved that her brother had finally understood and was doing the right thing.He was pissed at himself for having made such a stupid mistake. But, he was more furious at that bastard, Ivan Smith. Because of him, he grew suspicious of Liz and began to lose trust in her. And those pictures that anonymous person had sent him, didn’t help one bit. It only made matters worse.I have to make things right before it’s too late, he thought.Adrian glanced at her sister. “You,” he commanded, pointing at Anna but looking at Liz’s and his picture on the coffee table. “Sit.”Anna’s hands went to her hips and fire sparked in her eyes. “How dare you order me like that? I’m your elder sister.”“Sit!” He pressed.Anna made a face at her brother as she took a seat, every movement slow and precise and watched him from under a furrowed brow. She couldn’t believe that her little brother was ordering her around.“I need some advice from you.” He said while l