Luka gulped in distress. Right now, he wanted nothing more, than to hide in a dark, quiet room and cry himself to sleep. He needed time to grieve for himself, how he got entangled in a family that didn't want him, to let out all the exhaustion that appeared to be crippling him. It was happening all too fast. A lost job.. A disinterested sibling, A family that hated him... Now this?He slowly looked up to meet the gaze of Pamela. Her grey hair was pulled up into a tight bun, her mouth contorted into a scowl and discontentment haunted her expression. 'Mother....'.He got slapped in the face as soon as the words slipped out his mouth. 'Don't you dare call me that. I warned you already... Twice!' She screeched.'I'm sorry' Luka pleaded, almost breaking down again. There's just so much the heart could take at once. This is getting really out of proportion....'Just do it, Luka''I..''Quiettt. You don't have to say anything. Infact, I do not expect you to. I'm helping you out this once.
The next day, Ethan felt long slender fingers tapping him awake. He sat up ,rubbing his eyes groggily."Yes?" He asked as Isabel's face cancer to view, "Is anything wrong?""Mother has requested for our presence. What did you do this time?" Isabel asked, worry etching on her features. "I don't understand. I did not do anything wrong. ""We're supposed to be avoiding the family as much as we can, if they find out we lied about the pregnancy, things will be really bad.""I have not done anything wrong." Ethan repeated in a firm voice."Yesterday," Isabel folder her arms and stared down at her husband, "Yesterday, you went out didn't you?"Ethan collapsed back to the bed with a sigh. "I'm talking to you Ethan?""I went for lunch with Ruby's grandfather and came back home immediately. "Isabel pursed her lips together like she was going to say something, then she chirped, "Okay." Giving him a half shrug.Ethan frowned at her in surprise, "Okay?"She wasn't going to say anything more
****Rants, curses, Insults were all thrown at Luka for the mistake he made. He bowed continuously, repeating the 'I'm sorry' statement without hold.Only a small drop of rain touched Mr. Pamad's shoes right before he stepped into the Manor's balcony.'Go get my daughter. I'll watch you from here. If the same mistakes happen, you will be punished' Mr Pammad bawled.'I'll make sure it doesn't.' Luka mentioned and scurried off to pick up the umbrella the wind blew even farther away.He rushed to the passenger's door, held open the car for Esme. She walked out of the car expressionlessly, grabbed the umbrella from him before he could make any attempt and walked to meet her father.Luka stood in the rain bewildered. From a distant, he saw the duo discussing something before walking inside in sync. Still shivering, Luka shut the vehicle door and hinted the driver to proceed into the garage after his other siblings alighted, following Esme's lead.Thankfully, there was driver. Before, he
****Time went by fast and the clock struck six pm quickly. Luka stared at the tray of food on the kitchen counter one last time, silently praying this would be perfect and the family wouldn't throw cuss words once they taste it. He pulled off the apron, heaved a heavy sigh, picked up the tray of food and wore a small smile. He approached the dining hall in too slow movements, unaware of the person following behind. Luka could swear the body bumped into him intentionally.'Oops... Try walk faster next time' Mae alluded, humming past him.He quickly apologized. 'I'm sorry, miss'Luka followed behind slowly till they reached the dining room.. Like they were all seated this afternoon, they were also complete at dinner today. This fact didn't make Luka feel any better. Are they inviting him to the table so they can mock him as they enjoy their meals? ..The hall was large enough to accommodate a number of fifty. A long mahogany table laid in its center, alongside a number of chairs, tuc
Kristen paced the room uneasily, like an adult would do. She continued scrolling her iPad, a hint of worry working her facial features up.'It's okay, Kristen. You need not do this''Quiet. This is happening because you stayed under the rain for too long. Why didn't you go in through the back door? Why didn't you knock the door and call for help when they locked you outside. I realized only later because they mention it during tea time, I would have opened the door way earlier.'.'I don't have a key to the back door. I promise, it's okay. I appreciate your effort on that day'She closed her iPad with so much force. 'We need to get you to the hospital, Luka. It's hypothermia.'Luka tried to laugh. It came as a wince. Every part of his body aches real bad. 'It's not that bad'.'Hypothermia is really really baddd, Luka. It's life threatening!' she exclaimed, hissing.Luka was used to seeing her act older than her age so this display didn't really faze him.'You should be in school. It's
Vanders and his crew were ambushed in their hide out by new men. He knew what they came for. On whose orders they were here. Vanders cussed under his breath. They needed a little more time. Just little. Their last search around the river had brought a clue. One that would lead them to the Belinskys boy child, whether dead or alive.If could they could give him forty-eight more hours, he'd provide the Belinsky boy rotting corpse wherever it was."You know why we are here?" One of them asked. Vanders nodded. It was too easy to guess. They were here to punish him and his men.'They said to take only ten of your men.' the one who Vanders guessed to be the leader of the strange group announced.Kill ten of my men? Vanders eyes widened in shock. 'Tell them to give us more time to find the Belinsky boy' Vanders responded. For six hours, he consistently has been trying to get the higher ups to talk, to negotiate with them. He made no progress at all. They simply neglected him. All of the
***Pamad's Mansion***They all stared as the men carried the Luka from where he collapsed. They watched the scenario unfold till the men vacated their manor alongside.Mae wouldn't stop sighing, Pamela let out her annoyance on her husband, reminding him how terrible of a person he is and how badly he treated the Luka too'You are blaming me for treating him like that when you literally did worse?!' Mr Pammad shouted at his wife.'You are the initiated the idea. I would have treated him much better if it weren't for you. I liked him before. You poisoned my mind' she snapped back."He's a bastard, how do you expect me to love a child from my wife's affair??""Still you could have just accepted him.""I did that, didn't I? Besides, tell me? Did you know? Who his father is?""No." Pamela shook her head negatively, "No one knew of his existence. I tried searching for the man but I didn't find him, you were there the whole time. Why are you asking me?"'Talk about shifting blames' Mr
Weeks LaterTwo Weeks earlier, Luka Petrovic's life had taken an unexpected turm for absolute good. For the first time in his entire existence, he felt like he belonged here, he had a man who stood as his father figure. It all happened too fast. Too Quick. No one would have seen it coming.The men has made arrangements to take him home as soon as the doctors confirmed he was ready to go. He had been brought to the Vanderbilt's home. The building lay out was nothing like the Pammad's mamsion. Luka had concluded that the Pammad's mansion was too exaggerated, his new home was beyond that. The Vanderbilt's Manor looked like an estate on its own. It had different areas. Garage, a private pool, private bar rooms, gymnasium, private cinema house, garden. Every goddamn thing! It was that huge.Maids and guards were stationed everywhere. Expensive furnitures, art works, chandeliers, decorated every room in the buildings. This mini estate has everything a trilliomiare's house could possess.'