Cloud's POV
I was pacing back and forth when I suddenly realized that I was standing there looking directly at a very familiar figure of a woman. The three of us, Lovi and Chad, have decided to stop by at the nearest convenience store, so we can grab something to eat and drink, after coming to a realization that we have been driving for long hours now and making random stops and trying to search if Athena happened to pass by on these places.
The woman, dressed in a sexy and tight-fitting mini dress, seemed to appear sophisticated and full of elegance and splendid. She looks stunning and captivating in the way she dresses and carries herself. I tried very hard to dig my head further and my memory deeper, as the female really appears to be somewhat familiar and distinct.
Fortunately, the woman suddenly turned in my direction, and she started to slowly and carefully lower her sunglasses, with a gobsmacked and absolutely petrified expression on her
Cloud's POVLiana Holmes, I muttered to myself.To be honest, I never really expected to see her here in New York, of all the possible places this world has to offer. She explicitly mentioned before that she hated New York, and that she would never set her foot back in this place ever again.New York City has been so popular and had a prestigious reputation all over the world. It had become one of the movie's first-ever choices when it comes to selecting the right and perfect setting whenever they will be shooting some scenes. It was deemed as one of the world's humongous cities, where a thousand business investors and entrepreneurs managed to put up their respective enterprises and stocks, seeing a superb potential in the place. The place was very competitive, and more and more tourists have expressed their enthusiasm in visiting the City of New York, at least once in their lifetime. Like a dream come true for some, while a permanent h
Liana's POVI was now on my way to meet Megan for dinner, yet my thoughts were still deeply invested with my earlier and unexpected conversation with Cloud at the convenience store.Cloud was my boyfriend way back in college. He was not my first love, nor my first boyfriend, but he seemed to be greater than that.We were classmates in Business Management class in college. I was 17 back then and was a newcomer at the university when my family has decided to move to New York City since our family business somewhat became affected, and it detrimentally impacted our stream of income. We almost went bankrupt, so my father has decided to sell our house in Australia, so we can buy a new one at a cheaper one, and most likely live in a city where the cost of living would not be painful in our pockets.I was totally devastated and heartbroken during that time, as Australia had become so dear and close to my heart since I was raised in the same coun
Liana's POVAfter I finished drinking a glass of warm milk that night in the kitchen, I started to yawn lazily, as though that was the only thing that my system had been waiting for all throughout the night.Seeing how sleepy I had suddenly become was, my mother gave out a giggle. She combed her fingers to my wavy hair."Look how sleepy you are, honey. You better go and sleep to your bed," she murmured."But mom, I am not yet sleepy," I tried to insist dejectedly.She gave out a hearty laugh after hearing my response."Really, sweetheart? You could tell and reason that with your daddy, but you could never positively convince me about that! After all, I carried you for the entire nine months and even took care of you years after that, so I know you so well," she gave a good laugh.I turned to face her as I fight my eyelids, which were starting to droop heavily. "Where's dad?" I wondered out loud.I have noticed
Liana's POV"So when do you plan to inform her about it, huh, Suzanne?" I remembered my father yelling angrily at my mother followed by a loud thud of his brusque hands on the desk, which made me startle as I had never seen him lose his cool and temperament ever since I was born."I could not tell her, Rick! I am not ready yet!" I recalled my mother screaming back at my dad, with tears flowing down her cheeks.Furthermore, I have observed my dad start to rise from his seat and run his fingers through his head repetitively, annoyance and frustration could not be concealed on his face. "I cannot believe this!""Why is it so hard for you to support me with this?" my mother accusingly shrieked.My father gave her an incredulous look, with a disbelief expression authored all over his face. "Why would I support you, Suzanne? Did I ever ask you to do such a thing? You ruined our family! And I never asked for that!" he shouted.My m
Liana's POVThe bright sun was brimming vibrantly on my face, which made me groan in frustration and annoyance. I pulled my duvet covers all over my body in an attempt to escape the blazing sunlight. I was determined to go back to sleep, as I had become unusually exhausted and depleted for the previous day's strenuous activity of moving in. Likewise, I continue to close my eyes firmly as the flow of memories started flowing to the mind that snaps me back from reality.Yes, we finally arrived here in New York City. We left our peaceful and scenic town in Australia yesterday morning, which had been delayed a bit slightly as our neighbors took the time and their turns in giving each of us some warm embraces and heart-wrenching farewells. Some even shed a tear, while some prayed for the entire family to guide us on our safe journey. I restrained myself not to break down crying, seeing all the nice and kind-hearted people that had become my second family in
Liana's POV"Let us dance," he whispered into my ear, and I nodded.He took me to the dance floor, and we swayed our bodies gracefully. I could feel him touching and contouring my body as we danced. And as weird as it may sound, I am loving every second of it. It was a whole new experience and sensation for me, and I wanted to live in the moment and forget all the terrible things, even just for a night.One more move and our bodies were now pressed hard on each other, and I could feel the heat piling up as we continue to grind seductively at each other."Oh, shit. Liana, you are so beautiful," I overheard Davis whisper through my ears. And it feels so good that I closed my eyes instantly.I could feel him nibbling the top layer of my ear with his mouth, his warm breath clouding up my sanity. I was already breathing desperately as I drew my arms around his neck, and clutched it forcefully, as though I was deathly scared that the unu
Liana's POV"You're a.. You're a virgin?" Davis asked in bewilderment, completely stunned, and he could not hide the disbelief on his face.I bit my lower lip and I nodded shyly. Why does it have to be so awkward and uncomfortable?"Shit, why didn't you tell me?" he growled under his breath, a complicated look on his face.I stared at him in a daze. Do I have to? I mean, what was the sense? I mutte+red to myself, but I never bother to say a single word or two.He gazed deeply into my eyes for a moment, then he reverted his gaze away from me in an instant. He seemed to be so lost in thought and was in a constant tough battle of contemplation within himself."Davis?" I called out to grab his attention, as I was becoming more confused, his expression was somewhat funny.He flickered his gaze on me. "You do not understand, Liana. I am not that type of person," he initiated.I rolled my eyes. "So, was making love al
Liana's POVAt the age of 17, I was able to feel a fresh and brand-new feeling I have never felt before. I have got to experience things that had never occurred to me ever since I was a child, nor even as a teenager. Who would have thought that I would be able to find my own happiness and freedom just before I even hit the legal age of 18 years, right?My parents seemed to become stricter and more stern towards me ever since we have finally moved here to New York City. They seemed to be so cautious whenever they see me dressing up and heading towards the door. They kept on asking me some random questions which I did not even bother to listen, analyze and answer. I just give them a cold, blank stare as they struggled so hard to fit their roles as beloved parents and family to me. As if I still cared for all of that now. Before, yes, I would be willing to trade just about everything and anything for my family to be happy and complete. In fact, I would be