William came to the balcony where Natasha was lying unconscious on the couch. Without hesitation, he pulled the mobile out of her pocket and used her thumb to unlock the mobile.He started checking in the mobile, but seeing Charlotte enter his vision, he swiftly put the mobile in his pocket.“What are you doing, William?” she asked.“Just took her mobile, ma’am,” William hurriedly walked past her and didn’t look back.“Her mobile?” Charlotte saw Natasha lying unconscious on the couch. “It’s not safe for her to be completely vulnerable like this. I should probably call her parents. Her mother, at least.”Just then, Viola walked out of her room tiredly, murmuring to herself, “I didn’t know that my stomach could make so many sounds. I’m so tired. I need a good hydrating drink. Mm?” she saw Charlotte and smiled but then she saw the person on the couch. “Eh? Why is this cunt, ahem, why is she here?”“You…” Charlotte commanded. “Come here.”Viola was naturally the type who didn’t like being
Russell came outside. There were still more than fifty guests spread out. He looked for Kyra and found her sitting alone in a random foldable chair. He could see that she was mad, and he thought this might not be the right time to go and talk to her, but he still felt like he needed to explain to her.If he had a phone, he could have tried calling her, but his mobile was still with Liam. So, he steeled his heart and approached Kyra. Seeing him coming toward her, Kyra folded the chair next to her.Russell’s heart shook. Thinking she might really beat him with the chair, he didn’t close in any further.“I’ll kill you if you come any closer,” Kyra muttered under her breath. She had built a lot of hope on Russell, so she felt really upset and angry now.Russell felt shackled down the depths of his soul. (How can I prove my innocence?) Even if Natasha herself changes her mind and confesses, would Kyra believe her? Would any kind of proof ever fully convince Kyra to believe that Russell was
After the incident with Denver, Kyra and Russell hadn’t talked with each other.Kyra definitely appreciated Russell’s help in stopping Denver from punching her. However, while Russell was watching her, she picked a glass of wine and poured it on the grass, as if telling him that wine spilled on the ground cannot be recovered.She had treated him like precious wine, yet he wasted her efforts by dirtying himself. It was the same as him dying in her heart.The respect she had lost for him was unrecoverable.The love that was beginning to bloom in her heart just died.Meanwhile, different guests talked about the said incident in different ways, but none of them dared to openly express their views as to what actually might have happened that led to Denver acting violently.Before all the guests left, Kyra entered her all-electric Alfa Wolfe sports car and left all by herself.Charlotte sent all the guests first before herself leaving. She also didn’t talk with Russell or his family for tha
Russell was walking down a desolate street, unable to think about anything in particular. The questions like ‘what am I doing with my life,’ and ‘where will the rooftop incident take him’ kept drifting through his mind.Every second melted slowly as thoughts sparked through his restless mind. The times when he told Natasha he will love her even in death came to his mind. It made him feel silly, sad, and stupid.He looked like a walking statue, one carrying a lot of burdens inside but showing none on the face at the moment. Even though walking felt tiring, he didn’t stop. He was planning to walk to the other end of the city to where his mom lived, so he could stay with her. He had already met her that morning, but he couldn’t stay with her for long. Now, an opportunity arose.“Instead of staying with the Pennell family, I’ll use this time to take care of my mom. It’s been a while since I spent a whole day with her. Tomorrow, I’m going to make a lot of memories with her.”Thinking about
At Russell’s home.When Viola told her parents about the decapitated head of the dog being in one of the gift bags, it stunned them to the core. Russell had already told them who had killed the dog, so they all believed that it was Denver who put the dog’s head in the gift box.Viola’s screams also woke Fredrick and Diana up. They came out of the room and asked Arnold what happened, but Arnold didn’t reveal any information to them. Frederick and Diana went back into their rooms, still looking dejected.Viola kept crying nonstop in her bedroom.James, on the other hand, was just in shock. “Didn’t Brother say that he buried Perro somewhere? So, how did Denver get this head? Don’t tell me… he dug it out, and…”His words made Viola feel even more heartbroken. While she wasn’t as close with Perro as Russell was, she still was the second person in the house who cared for the dog. After all, her mother wouldn’t let the dog even come near her or even into the house, giving excuses that the do
Jessica needed the hug. She knew that. Russell also needed it more than he would admit.It was a comforting moment for both but also a blissful one for Jessica. A tiny dimple blossomed on her cheek.When they broke out of the warm hug, their gazes met for a second time. His gaze sang through her soul.When she was all by herself, the house felt empty, just like her heart. But after Russell’s arrival, happiness filled her heart and brought a glow to the house as well.Like how green grass rose out of the soil and shone brightly, a wonderful smile broke free from her lips and settled on her face.She didn’t thank him for coming. She totally forgot about that. She took him to her room because her brother’s room was rather messy. “You sleep on this bed. I’ll sleep on the floor.”“Why sleep on the floor? Let’s bring the couch into this room,” Russell suggested.She nibbled her lip and nodded. She just couldn’t refuse. After closing the main gate, they brought the couch into her room togeth
What the hell happened last night? How did Russell come into her bed?Both of them were wearing clothes, so probably, nothing major happened, but seeing Russell sleeping next to her made her go numb for a moment. Her mind went completely blank.All those dreams she had about sleeping next to Russell came true! Though, in a very different way.Jessica kept staring at his face without blinking. He looked so defenseless. All kinds of crazy thoughts rushed to the front of her mind. She wanted to bite his cheek and do more.She just couldn’t turn her face away from him.His pink lips, especially caught her eye as well as her heart.She licked her lips as tension increased her heartbeat. The desire to kiss him grew stronger with every passing second.Even though he was sleeping, she found it too arousing. She turned the other way to control herself. She kept biting her lips trying to bring things under control, but her body temperature just didn’t go down. She started panting, even though s
Russell didn’t have abs, but he didn’t have a fat abdomen, either. He didn't have well-defined chest muscles, but his broad shoulders more than made up for the lack of chest definition.It had been a long time since Jessica had seen him shirtless, but his torso appeared quite tall. Would all men have tall torsos like him? His back was also naturally wide, even though he didn’t do many pull-ups in his life.More than all these, it was the little black dot near his navel that made Jessica almost drool. It didn’t help when he roughly rubbed his body with her towel. She wished she was in that towel’s place. She envied her own towel like never before.But she didn’t get to see his body for all that long, as Russell donned her brother’s clothes. He looked like a different person entirely. He gave a different vibe.Her heart still beat in a strange rhythm, and it was to her liking.As he stood before the mirror, she stood behind him. (Can you hear my heartbeat? It’s trying to speak to you. C