“This is Mr. Edgar, he’s a well known painter…he’s done most of the works in my apartment, I’ll show them to you when you have the chance!” Viola was introducing this particular person with a smile and she seemed rather excited to do so. Mr. Edgar was a really tall man, he had to be at least seven feet tall but he was polite enough to take a seat once he noticed the were approaching him. They joined him at his table and Viola introduced the both of them. He was handsome, he had the nicest green eyes Rain had even seen and those glasses that rested on his nose only added to his charm. “It is a pleasure,” he stretched his hand out for a handshake, a smile that didn’t actually look like a complete smile but was still a smile nonetheless was on his lips. The man looked mysterious, she liked that about him. He also didn’t drool over her and Viola like a hopeless idiot. The men Viola had introduced Rain to in the course of twenty minutes were all the same men with just different faces. S

After Rain’s dance with Mr. Edgar, she decided that she wasn’t going to dance anymore, no matter what Viola tried to do to convince her. “Come on, you only have one more dance left and we’re going to be giving plenty of time to rest,” Rain shook her head. “I didn’t even dance this much at my prom. I am definitely done for the night!” She said and let out a long sigh. Clink. Clink. Mrs. Lombardi held up a glass and but it with a spoon. “Would you all please have your seats, the food is about to be served and I have a few words I would like to say,” She was so soft spoken but she didn’t look frail. Rain liked the woman, she looked like she had experienced so much in life but she still didn’t let it weaken her. Soon enough, their entire gang found the table where Rain and Viola had taken. Luigi, long faced Romeo, and Enzo who looked like he’d had one too many drinks. Seriously, what was with everyone and getting drunk at this Ball? “Hey Rain,” Ok…that has never happened before

TWO DAYS LATER…“Hello?”“Son, it kind of hurts to know you don’t have my number saved in your phone,” Alexander gritted his teeth and fought the urge to end the call immediately.“Do you need anything?” He asked coldly. “I hear Mr. Finn and you have a meeting today, I don’t know what it’s about but you know I and his father have been old friends so make sure you—”“ I will do whatever I want to because it is my decision to make,”His plan was already in motion, he didn’t need his father’s approval for everything anymore.“Now if you’ll excuse, I’m really busy,”Alexander couldn’t explain the satisfaction he got from ending the call but it was slowly replaced with anger.The second Alexander brought his phone down from his ear, his expression darkened instantly and there was the sound of something getting snapped.Alexander looked down at the broken pen on his desk, he unclenched his fist to see just how much damage it had done. He clenched his jaw tighter than it already

Rain ate in complete silence, watched from the corner of her eyes as Enzo escorted Alexander’s unknown visitors out of the house…their faces were red, they looked severely annoyed…Alexander must’ve said something that didn’t please them.Well, get in line. She thought.“If you don’t feel like eating, you could take a break Rain, I’m not trying to force you,”Rain looked up at Elisa and gave her an apologetic smile.“ I’m sorry,”“ There’s no need to be,” Elisa said as she proceeded to clear the table, Vicky appeared at Elisa’s side almost immediately and began packing. Vicky also looked to be I’m a sour mood but Rain couldn’t bring herself to give a fuck.There was this heavy feeling in her chest that wouldn’t go away.Probably because she realized last night that she was beginning to get way too comfortable in her prison, after what Alexander had done…what he had attempted, that discomfort was back and she knew she couldn’t tell Elisa about any of it.She wished she could ca

Rain could remember her first book like it was yesterday, it was also the only book she wrote that she actually fell in love with.The story of Marcus Wealth.She remembers the book so clearly because she wrote the first chapter right after she had cleaned off chuncks of her parents' body parts and blood from her body, right after she was done consoling her brother and putting him to bed.Maybe it was her brain's mechanism for coping with the shock of what had just happened and what she was experiencing...but the story...the first chapter replayed in her head and Rain couldn't help but wonder what things would've have been like if she were in her own book.........The Story Of Marcus Wealth“There were rumors about the big manor on the cliff at the end of village, they said a young girl was born into a family of witches, each of them holding evil abilities that could destroy kingdoms and worlds. ‘the child is worse than her predecessors, her skin was as dark as mud and her eyes a str