~Christian~ A satisfied grin crossed my face when I caught a glimpse of the pleased expression on her face.. 'You keep amazing me. Don't ya?' she winked, taking a seat by the table. I joined in also. 'Well, to say you look dazzling in that dress is an understatement'. She flushed at my compliment, shyly avoiding eye contact. 'Thank you'. She was dressed in a wine satin, full length dress which had a slit that ran from her thighs to her ankles. I've noticed she enjoys wearing more of this design. It shows her simple but unique taste in things. A waitress approached our table, requesting our orders. 'I'll have crispy seaweed crackers topped with tapioca, abalone sauce and salmon roe' 'I'll have the same too' She collected the menu book then proceeded to leave. 'So, how has work been?' I decided to engage in a conversation before our meals come. We promised to deviate from any talks involving Linda or her mischievous plans tonight. She squirmed on her seat. 'Work is fine'
Christian~ Weaponless, I tried to figure out the next thing to do. If I were to try to make it into the kitchen to get a night, there is a high level of certainty that I won't even make it halfway before I get spanked or killed. He approached, with every dreadful step he took towards me, I walked backwards. 'Who are you? What do you want from me?' All of the lights were out, I couldn't make out what he looked like. 'Don't you recognize me anymore, brother?' He switched on the lights, giving my full assess to what I wanted. 'Audrey?!' 'Of course, it is me. Why do you appear so shocked? Were you expecting someone else?' he laughed heartily, gently patting his chest as he did so. 'What is it you want from me this time? Aren't you done trying to get to me? You know very much every attempt is always a failure. Just give up, will you?'. He shoved the flower vase on the table to the ground, turned the table upside down, growling vigorously or preferably.. like a beast. 'Are you
~Joan~ Someone once said hell was other people. I really didn't get much of an idea about it till now. My father, Rhodes. They both don't care, do they? It's been days since I moved temporarily with Lauren and neither of them reached out. I mean, I made it look like I didn't care about that in anyway but still, an attempt would have helped, affirm me and even go as far as melting whatever infuriation I had left in me. I threw on one of Lauren's hoodies, spinning on my toes in boredom as I walked down into the kitchen to make some toast for myself. It had been the same routine for the past few days I've moved here. Sleeping, eating, bathing and watching TVs. Infact, the mornings get so boring when Aiden and Lauren are all out to work and school. Anyways, whatever boredom it is, I'm ready to face it head on. I rather be here than walk back home to willingly accept whoever's hand in marriage. I poured myself a glass of yoghurt for a state, before making preparation to toast some bread sl
Lauren~ I kept pushing my lurking tears back, controlling them from spilling. I suddenly felt sick, my heart beat quickening it's rate two times faster. The pain of losing my loved one coming back, crash landing on me and it's tide washing me like an ocean washing a tiny ant away. I didn't want to lose him. Not now. Not ever. I've had my fair share in loosing everyone I trust and love the most, starting from my parents to little Jordan and even his mother. The idea of loosing him again, I didn't want to embrace. If only I knew what was ahead, I would have encouraged us to sleep out yesterday. It's been two hours now or even more and we've heard nothing from the doctor. I'd walked up to the doctor several times to ask about him but it's been the same reply. The wound from the bullet was deep and he was operated on to get the projectile out of him and was stitched back after. He's still been unconscious ever since. The man who I suspect to be Lucius stood right beside the chairman, hi
Tiffany~ Avoiding Courtney Logan whenever she comes around for her session is one of the most difficult tasks Logan Adrian has bestowed upon me. It was even harder than having to act like his fiancee in front of his family. The doctor summoned me into his office the second time today because of Logan's case. 'Mr. Logan called me today to ask that intake over the sessions of Miss. Courtney Logan from you. Have you done something wrong?' As usual, unnecessary anger towards me was radiating off him as he conversed. 'I did nothing wrong'. 'Then why would he ask that I take over?'. I swallowed hard. What am I expected to say? Explain the scenarios of the hotel, then the condition I was given and how we bumped into each other? That's too long a talk to explain. 'I'm not sure. He prolly thinks I'm not experienced enough to handle his sister's condition.. ' He snorted, doubting my words. 'Perhaps, you complained to him and he decided to help out like a good samaritan.' I scrunched u
Tiffany~ Rather than responding, he left the reception, leaving me standing here. I raced behind, took few steps before retreating. It's absolutely meaningless to follow him, more insanely crazy to continue hiding under these sunglasses and nose masks. I'm done hiding. Let all of the Truth be known, the burden would be less on me and he can carry it all alone. The briefest regret ricocheted through me again. He's going through enough with his family already and I was just an escape plan for him, I guess. 'Miss? Do you want something?' I stiffened at Courtney's voice behind me. How long has she been standing there? Did she experience the briefest scenario between her brother and I? I assured myself she knows nothing. After all, I'm still under covers. I spun to face her. 'Nothing is wrong, Miss. I was just coming out from the rest room'. 'Uhm. By chance, did you see a tall man here. He's got a kinda stern face, short hair. She was describing Adrian. I quickly shook my head. 'No.
~Lauren~ Living out hell on earth, that would be the best phrase to describe my life since the last four days. There was still no signs of improvement in him. The doctor was saying something about how it's hard to conclude whether or not he's going to wake up, I had missed work those four days, requesting a week leave from the office based on the report of taking care of my brother. They granted that easily on that basis. I just had to because if I were to say Christian, it would have been a whole level of rejection from the office..... the brain behind Linda telling on her own son to the police. Of course, she did the right thing but why does it make me feel there's something untold in this circle.... The chairman acting restrained than usual whenever he's around his wife. The News about Audrey Hepburn shooting his brother into a coma spread like a wild fire once it got to the press. The Forbes really wanted to keep that a secret till Christian wakes up but somehow, the news leaked a
~Lauren~ Thank you' were the first words he spilled My brows furrowed, for what exactly? 'For staying by his side..' he responded as though he read my thoughts. 'Christian is a good friend to me, it's what I ought to do' He inclined his head, sucked in a breath then levelled his gaze to mine. 'Promise me. You won't betray him.' I shook my head rapidly. 'I would never do that'. 'You see, Lauren. He's been betrayed by people he loved the most his whole life. Starting from me who never found him while he was away, his mother who left him in an orphanage home, his adopted parents who tried to sell him off to a pimp because of their son.... Then, his step brother. It seems as though it's never ending.' he sighed heavily. My heart churned painfully as I tried to imagine little Christian going through all those shit. He definitely has had his fair share in all of these and doesn't deserve any more pain or betrayal again. 'I won't. I'll make sure not to. I promise'. He swallowed up