I sighed, staring at the way Gallena smiled when she was talking to Darren in the courtyard. How he tried to take her hand, and she took it with passion. There was no one at home except Carl—who was always busy in the basement—and I felt tired because I had just come home after work. Some servants also prefer to be busy with their own affairs rather than taking care of their master's life which is too risky. It was a paradise for Gallena, and when she was free she could do anything. One of them called Darren here and brought him to the room.What will they do when mom and dad come unannounced? I snorted indignantly. My chest feels a little heavier than before. I opened the fridge and pulled cold water to cool my head. I drank it straight from the bottle, and lowered the air-conditioning in the kitchen. I need all of this, don't care if I'm gonna sneeze after.Leaning my butt on the kitchen counter, I pulled my phone from my trouser pocket and typed a message for Gallena.Don't forget
I'm looking for another way to calm myself. The balcony on the top floor is the choice.The view is beautiful because this mansion is close to the Hudson river. An elite and most expensive estate in America, the owner is my big boss, Rhysand del Millero, whose face no one has ever seen. Maybe he's not as narcissistic as the man my sister is already engaged to.I sighed, opened my phone and scrolled boredly through my social media feeds. What happened on the first floor left me breathless. The crowds and all the heavy talk between people displeased me. I've never admired the situation, and usually I can try to keep whatever's stuck in my throat. Usually I try harder, and right now I can't even catch my breath. I felt that the little clothes didn't suit me anymore, and felt that I should temporarily disappear from that world. I never imagined the presence of the De Sanctis could suppress me this much.They are a big family, with awesome intimidation. They were quiet as tombs, and their
I've said bad things, sometimes when I'm upset and the anger consumes me from within.Gal and I have argued a few times. Her nature which is always strange and makes anyone's head shake makes it a little difficult to give peace, but I have lived with her, have memorized very precisely with all her habits. When she's angry, I'll just keep quiet because it's useless to persuade her, she'll always avoid everyone, and it's likely that the hostility will last longer. So what I always do is just silence her until she comes to me first. If I'm wrong, I'll apologize when she calms down, and if she's wrong, then she'll act normal after shutting me up. She would never apologize, her inflated ego being a factor. But I can see what she's doing, that's enough for me.Like now, I wake up and clean myself first before I go down to the main floor for breakfast.My parents were already there, along with Carl, Pascha and Gal sitting at the table—eating their breakfast—accompanied by the stiff conversat
Nicholas strode with big steps towards us, his hands in his pockets, and his face hard. With his black suit illuminated by the shimmering twilight light, he could pass for the god Zeus descending from the sky. One only had to look up and see the dark look in his eyes to know that it was just smoke. What worried me the most was his gaze, was full of venom, aimed at Emmet.My stomach twisted, and I moved away from Emmet. He seemed to be aware of Nicholas' presence now."Uh, Nicholas de Sanctis? Why did he pick you up?" he asked hesitantly."Um. . . ." I didn't know.I didn't know how to explain it because instead of being here, Nicholas was supposed to be with Gal. Having a romantic dinner, and going home together. But he's here with his fiery gaze. He must believe that since he's engaged to my sister, it's now his duty to deal with any man who comes my way.Frustration crawled up my back. I had a lot of temperamental cousins and uncles and brothers-the last thing I needed was another m
The darkness of the night was decorated with the colors of the stars, and the sand of the beach was washed by the waves of the ocean. I lay down on the white sand, even though I knew that this would leave dirty marks on my clothes, my hair and my feet. I didn't care. The freedom that always seemed impossible was now being felt. I looked up at the dark sky with its flashing white dots. It feels like my heart is expanding, filled with so many liquid stars, and flowers that I think it might explode. I'm lying here, and everything feels real,A stroke on my cheek makes me turn my head. Brown eyes, a wide smile that paints love, a look of hope.My heart skips a beat.One glance and I forget all the darkness that surrounded us. How it would all destroy us. All that was now behind me, and all I had to do was move closer. Kiss those full lips to tell myself that this was real.The lightning came.His lips felt different. The kiss was different. Not as soft as I remembered. Not as warm as
I tied my hair up, staring at my face in front of the glass sink. The bags under my eyes were visible, and my face was pale and haggard. I couldn't sleep last night, and my sleeping pills have run out. I'll ask Baron for more later because buying my own is something I can't possibly do. Papa's men are always watching me, reporting everything I do. It would only stop if one of my cousins was with me. Of course, it was Baron who always saved me.I sighed as I looked down. Calming myself down once more before going out for breakfast and facing the demon that had already found its way into our house. I shouldn't have come home last night. I should have accepted Louis' invitation. At least, when I was with him, I wouldn't have felt more tormented. I really regret it now.Snorting once more, I stepped out of the walk-in closet and out of the room to go downstairs to face the nightmare that had come true. My eyes caught the Baron, Carl, and Nicholas, who were already sitting at the table fo
Beer never felt so good then today. It could be because of what I've been through for the past week. It sucks, and it's horrible. A package deal for nightmares. I could ask for a day off from it, and it would be too tempting, and I could just keep giving up the next day. If only I could... I would fall off a 150-story building rather than live another minute of this shitty life.I never asked to be born into the world. Ever. Never asked for a life like this, and if I could have asked... I would have wanted to not be born at all. I live in a dark shadow that I can never leave. I want to run away from it all, but that will always leave a trail of blood on my path. I can't let another name be written on the list."Are you okay?""Actually none of us are okay today." I replied.Baron snorted next to me. He fiddled with his phone before saying, "I have a reason for that. You do? What? Louis back in London?" he guessed with an eye roll he couldn't resist."I found Darren naked in Gal's bed
My house is incredible. The front door is red with a gold knock. Black and white checkered floor. A lacquered wooden staircase and a gleaming chandelier. However, I always wonder, If I peel off the wallpaper on the wall, there will be red blood? Gentle splashes would drip down the pool onto the marble floor if this world were as transparent as glass.I stare at the TV in the kitchen corner, barely processing the newscaster's voice, but when the word murder crosses her ruby lips, it echoes in my mind. My throat caught as the back of my hand moved, followed by my bracelet. While my house, my life, is built on piles of dirty money, I can always say I'm not contributing to the balance. Not until earlier this ten years, that is. The blood is on my hands, and guilt watches over me as I sleep.It has always controlled me, and now it's returning to me when I know exactly who I'm dealing with.He's cosa nostra, blood is always in his way, and after the guy in Bronx—who's making headlines for