He felt like his heart stopped, he was gasping for breath, and the screams of people around him made him infuriated. He was scared and when he finally felt his heart beat, it was beating faster than normal, blood dripping from his nose and his head. He tried helping himself up but then he couldn't recognize where he was. As he glanced around all he could see was fire, the glow made the young boys face around very visible to him, they were mocking him and laughing at him. "Is he awake already" A boy asked giggling. "I think he is, that was quiet fun" Another said and bursted into laughter. "Jason, you are nothing, all because of your grandmother you behave like you own the world, you stupid orphan." The boys bursted into laughter. He was in deep pain, he sat on the sandy floor, and crawled backwards, his white pants and shirt looking like it was picked from a mud. He was scared of his so called friend

Kitty sat down screaming as Jason left she was so pissed at him. She sat on the bed staring at the clock thinking he would be back in no time, but hours passed by and still he wasn't back. It made kitty wondered, if Jason had left her there alone.  Suddenly she heard a knock on the door, she jerked from the bed and walked to the door then she opened it. "Who's there?" She asked as she opened the door. "Ma, it's the hotel staff, Mr Dante made an order before leaving, it's here." Miguel said to Kitty and gave way for her to see what was ordered to her, she almost left left mouth widely opened but then covered it with her palm and smiled. "Bring it in" She said opening the door wide enough for the staff to bring in the meal. "Enjoy your meal ma" The staff left "I will be right outside" Miguel said to her and left the room.  Kitty l

It wasn't as he envisioned it, her purse dropping, the environment was rather too busy, and him becoming totally dumbfounded, he never knew that he could ever be so short of words in his lifetime. But there he was, kneeling in front of a woman, something he thought he would never do, but love had cracked his frozen heart, leaving him dancing to the tone of a music he was yet to fully understand the lyrics.  As if he was drunk, he could dance to every step of the beat, to the tone of love, and whispers of doubts. The fear of heartbreak, scaring him as though he was going to loose everything. Instead of a tyrant, he found himself, his happiness intertwined to their relationship. If they were not in good terms his heart beating fast and sad, something that hasn't ever happened before.  The feeling of wanting everything to just be okay between himself and her, and because of their fight, he was unable to think Wella ND calculate really

When they got to the hotel, Kitty noticed the immediate change in Jason's mood. Her eyes kept following him as he undressed and then rushed inside the bathroom. She thought maybe he wasn't comfortable because of the sand at the beach, she repelled herself from entering the bathroom.  She sat on the bed and stared at the ring on her finger, thoughts of last night clouded her mind and she found herself giggling. "Finally" She muttered laying her back on the bed and kept smiling to herself.  After few minutes of thinking about what she could possibly do waiting for Jason to come out of the bathroom, kitty decided to off her clothes. She entered the closet and undressed. Then she walked towards the bathroom. She hesitated for some time but later unlatched the door and entered. Jason was in the shower. She found him placing a hand on the wall and the other on his waist like he was troubled about somethi

He could tell his demeanor was drenching on her like a cascade, the way she was shivering, and her knees quivering, it was obvious she was afraid, and after he shoved off her hands, she made no attempt to walk close to him.   She used one of her hand to gently caressed the other he grabbed earlier, he scoffed at the sight of it, recalling how many losses he had encountered since they meant. He hasn't yet confirmed she was related to his step grandfather but he placed all the blame on her, including the death of Alman.   Recalling the death of Alman made him even more ravenous. He tried to take a sip from his glass to calm his nerves a bit but he choked on it. He coughed for a while then he slowly placed his drink on the table again.   His eyes suddenly drifted around, seeing her standing right there infuriated him. Though she looked scared, but yet like a perfectly covered cake, looks sweet and delicious. How could he no