Chris's house was a grand mansion that was set amidst sprawling gardens and a long driveway that curved up to the front of the house. The exterior of the house was made of white limestone that glowed in the sun, and it had an imposing presence that made it stand out from the other houses on the block. The windows were large and ornate, with intricate carvings that seemed to come alive in the sunlight. The front door was made of dark wood and was adorned with brass handles that glinted in the light.As one entered the house, they were greeted by a grand foyer that was lined with marble floors and intricately designed columns. The ceiling was high and vaulted, and the walls were adorned with large paintings of famous artists. The furniture was made of the finest materials, and there was a grand chandelier that hung from the ceiling, casting a soft glow over the room.To the left of the foyer was a large sitting room that had plush sofas and armchairs arranged around a fireplace. The
Raina and Marco lay in bed, wrapped in each other's embrace, the soft light of the lamp casting a warm glow around them. Raina was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a white tank top, while Marco was dressed in a pair of blue sweatpants and a black t-shirt. Both of them had kicked off their socks, and their bare feet were intertwined under the covers. The fabric of the sheets felt cool against their warm skin, and they were wrapped up in each other's arms, enjoying the closeness and comfort of the moment.Their breathing was synchronized as they cuddled, their bodies entwined in a comfortable cocoon of blankets and pillows.Marco's hand stroked her hair she let out a sigh of contentment wash over her as she nuzzled her face into the crook of Marco's neck, inhaling his scent. She felt safe and secure in his arms as if nothing could harm her when he was around. Her heart swelled with love for him, and she wondered how she had ever been able to survive without him in her life.Marco
Raina's heart was pounding in her chest, and her mind was racing with a million thoughts at once. She knew that Marco had feelings for her, but she had never expected him to say those three little words so soon. The fear she felt was overwhelming, as she was not sure if she was ready to say them back. What if she wasn't ready for such a serious commitment?Her eyes widened as she looked at Marco, who was staring back at her with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. She could tell he was nervous, waiting for her response. Raina's mouth opened, but no words came out. She didn't know how to respond, and her mind was blank.Marco's expression fell, and his face turned red. He looked away from her, clearly embarrassed by his outburst. Raina opened her mouth but nothing came out, she shook her head at Marco and stood abruptly.Raina rushed out of the house with tears streaming down her face. She didn't know where she was going, but she had to get out of there. She couldn't bear to stay i
Marco woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed, only to realize that his eyes were puffy and red. Last night hadn't gone so well, and he had spent most of it tossing and turning, trying to make sense of what had happened.He couldn't stop thinking about Raina and how she had reacted when he told her he loved her. He had thought that they were good, that they had been building something special together. But her reaction had left him confused and hurt.As he got out of bed, Marco couldn't help but feel a knot in his stomach. He knew that he needed to talk to Raina and try to find out what was going on. But at the same time, he was scared of what he might find out. What if she didn't feel the same way about him? What if she had been leading him on this whole time?As he made his way to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee, Marco's thoughts were in turmoil. He couldn't concentrate on anything else, and he found himself rep
Raina sat in her seat after the situation with Marco, she went back to class immediately. She used her eyes to search for him but it seems he wasn't there. A sob threatened to escape her throat when she realized that he didn't want to be close to her. Raina sniffed as she looked around the homeroom, surrounded by the sound of her classmates shuffling papers and the soft murmur of their conversation. But despite the normalcy of her surroundings, Raina's mood had plummeted, as a weight had dropped on her shoulders.She tried to focus on the lecture, but her mind kept drifting away. She kept thinking about Marco and the look on his face before he walked away from her.He didn't look at her with those stars in his eyes like before, he just stared at her like she was a stranger.That broke Raina's heart more than anything. She came back to the room like nothing had happened.Like Marco didn't rip out her heart in that hallway. She was glad nobody saw that or it would have been embarrass
Raina's body tensed up as she felt Dahlia's piercing gaze on her. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she fought the urge to lash out at her. Raina's mind was racing, trying to decide whether to respond or just ignore Dahlia's taunts. She was tired, emotionally drained from the constant drama that seemed to follow Dahlia everywhere she went.With a deep sigh, Raina turned her back on Dahlia and walked to the sink to wash her hands. She could feel Dahlia's eyes burning into her back, but Raina refused to give her the satisfaction of a response. Instead, she focused on the sound of the water running and the feel of the soap suds between her fingers.Dahlia's voice cut through the sound of the water. "I am talking to you, bitch." Raina's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a wave of anger wash over her. How dare Dahlia speak to her that way? But as quickly as the anger flared up, Raina quashed it down. She was tired of fighting with Dahlia, tired of the constant tension
Marco sat in his dimly lit room, the only source of light emanating from his laptop screen and a bottle of wine.Soft music played from the speakers, enveloping him in a cocoon of sound that drowned out the world outside. He had locked himself in his room, seeking solace in the quiet and solitude of his own company.As he sank deeper into his thoughts, he felt his mind begin to unravel. His emotions were a tangled mess, a jumbled web of anxiety, fear, and sadness that he couldn't seem to shake off. The past few hours since he returned had been tough, and he had been feeling overwhelmed by the weight of his thoughts.He leaned back against the wall, staring blankly at the ceiling as the music washed over him. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, lost in his mind. It could have been minutes, hours, or even days for all he knew. Time seemed to have lost all meaning to him.All he could think about was that his feelings were sided, it didn't matter that he had poured out
It's been a few minutes and he already feels shattered inside.Marco sat on his bed, staring at his phone. He had asked for a break so why does he like his heart had been ripped out of his chest? He can't believe he had just done that.His emotions were all over the place. He felt sad, angry, and confused all at the same time. He loved Raina more than anything, but lately, things had been tough between them. They fit together like glue and he was happy. But Marco was a man that had pride, being with him shouldn't be a burden.He knew that asking for a break was the right thing to do. He needed some time to figure things out and decide what he wanted. But that didn't make it any easier. The thought of not talking to Raina, not seeing her smile, not feeling her warmth, was unbearable.He paced around his room, trying to distract himself. He picked up a book but couldn't focus on the words. He turned on the TV, but the noise was just background static. He felt like he was going craz
The grand decorations adorned the ballroom with an air of regal elegance as if it were a fairy tale brought to life. The theme of the night was none other than royalty, and every corner of the ballroom was beautifully adorned with twinkling lights, cascading flowers, and royal insignia.Transporting everyone into a world of fantasy and dreams.All eyes were drawn to Marco and Lily as they stepped into the hall. They looked good and on the theme. They made for a truly captivating sight as if they had stepped out of a storybook. The music played, Marco's eyes locked with Lily's, and he couldn't resist the opportunity to seize the moment. With a playful glint in his eye, he adopted a charming British accent, saying, "May I have the honor of this dance, my lady?" Lily giggled."Why, of course, kind sir," Lily replied, mimicking the accent, her laughter like sweet music to his ears. She placed her delicate hand in his outstretched arm, and together, they gracefully made their way to
"When I tell you that you are crazy, believe me," Lily mumbled.She rested her head against the headrest and covered her eyes with a sleeping mask.Marco grunted and did the same, it was going to be a long flight.Marco and Lily's flight touched down at the bustling airport, and they both let out a sigh of relief. Stepping off the plane, Marco felt the warm breeze of London enveloping them, and excitement filled his nostrils.Lily, with a slight yawn, turned to Marco and said, "You know, after this long flight, we should go rest a little before we go to the big house."Marco, however, seemed hesitant. "I understand that you need rest, Lily, but I need to take care of it now. If we get it done quickly, we can then relax and have a great time leading up to the prom back home."Lily smiled understandingly, knowing how important it was for him to come here. "Alright, I get it. Let's do what we need to do first, and then we can enjoy ourselves without any worries."They collected their
"What the hell is going on here?" The voice bellowed startling Marco from sleep, he gazed with sleepy eyes into the eyes of Anthony.Marco looked around him and discovered that Lily was still sleeping with the sheet covered but it would take a fool not to guess what they had done.He sighed, not making a move."I believe I asked a question," Anthony said."You know we live together, were you expecting something else?" Marco asked.He got up gently, thankful he had slept with his boxers.He put on his shorts and headed downstairs, well aware that Anthony was following behind."Marco," the man questioned.Marco went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water."I am talking to you, boy."Marco leveled him with a bored look, "What do you want?"Anthony stepped towards him in a threatening manner."I told you how I felt about sleeping with my daughter.""Was this before or after you shot my dad?" Marco asked. Anthony stood there, his eyes locked onto Marco, his mouth hung wide open in
Marco said nothing.He just stared at Lily wide-eyed."You what?" he asked.Lily shrugged, "I thought we could sit down and talk about us when this is all over but the issue with my father is hanging over my head."Marco took a step closer, "Lily,""No, hear me out."Marco kept mute and just listened, Lily took a deep breath."I love my father, I do but what he did is unforgivable. I am not going to lie that I will be sad if you kill him but I understand.""So you will hate me?"Lily shook her head, "I will be sad but like I said, I understand."Marco nodded.Lily stretched out her hand again, this time Marco took it and they went home. "Stay here, Marco," Lily said, her voice trembling slightly. "I need to grab something from upstairs."Marco nodded, trying to hide his anxiety. He trusted Lily's decision, but this situation was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He had no idea what to do.As she disappeared up the stairs, he was left alone with his thoughts and the haunting s
Marco sat alone at the dimly lit bar, his fingers wrapped tightly around a glass of amber liquid. The scent of alcohol filled his nose and calmed him, the chatter and laughter of the other patrons. But Marco was lost in his world of turmoil, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum.The bar was his refuge now, a place where he could drown his sorrows and numb the pain that was gnawing at him. The whiskey burned his throat, but he welcomed the sensation, hoping it would distract him from the storm raging inside. His thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind of anger, fear, and desperation, threatening to consume him completely. Tonight, everything reached a boiling point, and Marco felt like he was losing control.He glanced around the bar, observing the carefree smiles on the faces of others. Envy gnawed at him. Why couldn't he be like them? Why couldn't he let go of his anger and simply enjoy the moment? But the darkness within him refused to let go, gripping his heart like a vice.
A bang woke Marco up from sleep.All the shopping yesterday had worn him out. It was worth it.Seeing the smile on Lily's face made him happy.He rubbed his eyes all weary from sleep, and looked around to wonder what jolted him awake.Marco could have sworn he heard a bang.He stood up and padded to the door thinking Lily was knocking, when he opened the door, there was no one there.He took the stairs to check the front door, switching on the lights at the same time.He turned on the porch lights and frowned when he noticed an envelope lying on the floor."What the hell?" he muttered to himself.He looked around before he picked it up. He slammed the door shut.Lily came out of her room, rubbing her eyes."what's going on?" she asked."Fuck if I know," he muttered to himself.Lily came down the stairs and looked at the envelope."What's in it?""Lily, I just picked it up. Haven't gotten a chance to see it yet."Lily ripped the envelope open and let out a sigh, "It's a flash drive.""
*Flashback*With the drink in hand and a frown on his face, the boss looked like the epitome of business.A call had woken him up this morning, the voice on the other end asking for a meeting. The boss had frowned.He didn't set up any meetings and there was no plan for one.He had questioned the caller but wasn't the least suspicious because the caller he knew very well. He took a shower and prepared for the impromptu meeting. While showering, he remembered his son and decided to give him a call later because they were yet to talk.He had a cheque to give his son but he hasn't gotten the chance to. He wanted to talk to his son about his move to London and now stoked he was.They could finally be together and be an empire just like he had envisioned.Boss hummed a tune he knew all too well, he had a brooding feeling in his belly but he didn't want to dwell on it.Lots of things go wrong in his line of business but he had no reason to fear.Anthony was his best friend and he had his ba
Chris paced the floor, almost wearing a hole in it. The movement made Raina so dizzy."Would you stop doing that?" she snapped.Chris turned to her sharply, "Are you mad? You are the cause of all this.""How? Forgive me for trying to rectify your mistakes." Raina yelled."My mistakes? You are the one who went to confront Marco.""Yes only because I believed your lies."Chris laughed, "Oh don't act so innocent in all of this, you were there through it all. You played a part in it too."Raina gaped at him, "You are such a bastard."Chris laughed again, "I know, isn't that why you stuck with me? The bastard who gave you everything you needed."Raina glared at him, unable to believe he was telling the truth.She had come back here after Marco had left her speechless.Unable to believe the look on his face when he told her off. She was guilty but what made her so irritated was him being strong.She always assumed he would always be the same starry-eyed boy that adored her and looked at he
"So, what kind of dress are you looking for?" Marco asked, glancing at Lily's reflection in the dressing mirror."I want something elegant and timeless, but also a little unique. I'd love a dress that makes me feel like a princess," Lily replied, a dreamy look in her eyes.Marco rolled his eyes, "Fucking bull." he said.Lily scoffed."I need you to make the right decisions today," she said."Lily, I swear I am trying but I am tempted to let you go to the ball looking like a half-wit."She pouted, "That's mean.""So is dragging a man out to go shopping with you.""Well suck it up, I have no other friends and you will do the trick."Mars sighed, there was no winning for him, he has lost this battle.From when Lily dragged him out of the house, he has been grumbling about unfair life is to him, she has shushed him each time he heard him.Marco willed himself to get into it. Lily looked excited and he guessed he should be too since she was doing this for him. The first boutique they visit