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DarcyRhys was not home and I couldn't exactly tell what the update was with his grandfather.He had been acting very off and I could recognize the smell of guilt that oozed from him. I didn't care, he wasn't exactly my problem, and the little time I tried to be empathetic, he acted as though I were the problem. My presence was annoying, it just didn't fit in here with his so I let him be.I stared at myself in the mirror and even though everyone thought of how perfect my face was, I could still see traces of my old self. Not all things change, but some do. Like the way I could feel pain somewhere inside me every time I looked into those big eyes, I could see myself staring back at them. My real self, the old one everyone hated.I went for a run because I needed one to come up with the next plan. The whole thing with Jude Madigan had slowed down what was supposed to happen next. On my way back from running, it was around evening around 7 pm and as I ran through the street of estate
Darcy“Be ready before I get back”“Why are we going out just to eat?” Since the previous incident, I was really sure that something was off. I needed to figure out what it was.“Public appearances, Tessa. We need to keep up with that and make it look real”, he explained in the most convincing voice I've ever heard. “Okay... so where is this place again?” “It's a fancy restaurant I went to a few weeks ago, you'll like it”, he smirked slightly.I nodded.When it was time, I took out a navy blue dress I had never worn even though Rhys had already gotten me a dress, I wanted to feel comfortable in what I owned instead of the other way around.It had long sleeves and hugged my body perfectly, I then paired it with nude color heels, which were perfect for walking. I put some earrings in and left my hair down, it always suited my style. Then, I headed out of the door.Rhys stared at me when I walked towards him and I thought something was wrong. He nodded at me and opened the car door for m
RhysShe was a strange woman and I noticed how often she would avert her gaze and how careful she was being. It felt as though the woman in front of me had two personalities fighting to be the one who spoke first because every once in a while they would fight for dominance over each other.I still could not tell how she managed to convince me, maybe it was because I wanted to win Vincent so bad, I wanted to prove to him like one of those numerous times that he was no match for me.I watched the blush spread against her cheeks and how she struggled to hide it with her hair. She looked beautiful, like a porcelain doll, delicate and pale but there was something about her that gave her an unsettling aura. I wondered why she seemed so familiar to me. When she finally looked up, there was a sudden urge to tug the hair that covered each side of her face behind her cheeks and I felt disgusted at myself when my hands clenched into tight fists and the desire to do just that burned inside of me.
Darcy As I hurried into the restroom, my grip on my phone was even tighter as my heart raced.Truly I was not delusional, someone was stalking me and it had to be whoever was wearing that hoodie.The unknown number had texted me a picture of where I was seated at the restaurant that day, but not a name. A text followed, “I see you”.The message freaked me out, for who knew when they would show up? If they were here at this place right now, I didn’t have much time left in front of me, I didn't know what would happen next.As I made it to the restroom, I splashed water against my face, taking deep breaths to steady my nerves before running my hands through my hair. I was grateful that I had not worn any makeup.Somewhere from the corner, I heard a sound that sounded like a slight clutter, and I froze as a chill traveled down my spine. I looked around trying to trace the noise’s origin. As I turned my head toward another direction, however, I heard the same faint noise again, so I slowly
RhysThere was no sign of any form figure wearing a hoodie on the CCTV footage, not even a single glimpse. It was like whoever the person was, he hadn't been there in the first place. Which is pretty much impossible with what I had just witnessed.“What incompetence is this?”I muttered under my breath as the video continued to run. “We are sorry sir” the manager replied, sounding more like he wanted to be doing something else than apologizing to me for whatever it was. “Sorry? Your incompetence got my wife harassed. What if I had not stepped in when I did? How would that have looked? If you are truly sorry, show it!” I yelled at him. “This has got to stop!”I said, shaking my head in annoyance as the video ended. “Find me a CCTV footage that has that figure in or you'll know why you shouldn't mess with a Madigan!” At the mention of my surname, the manager froze. “And one that's clear and has good coverage of the entire event. Otherwise, consider your position gone” I told him before
DarcyHe was lying, he didn't hear me say anything! Nothing.Where did he get that from? It made me so angry that he had said those words, even if the truth, my truth was still with me, I still thought he had a little clue of what was going on.We didn't speak to each other after that day and I tried not to make him aware that I was always near him whenever we saw each other. If he was in his room we now shared, I’d be in the living room.As it was, all of our interactions were limited to small conversations or the occasional greeting when we met outside.I was tired of being in the living room and I just needed the comfort of a bed. I thought he was in his study room so I barged into the room without thinking or knocking.And there he was, skin glistening wet, a towel was wrapped around his waist but a little bit lower than what you should usually see. I don't know why. His back was turned to me and I should have gone back, but I stared at him like a hormonal teenage girl.When he tu
DarcyIf you thought Rhys Madigan was an intimidating man then you had to meet his grandfather, Jude Madigan.I felt bare sitting in front of the men and his blue eyes that were similar to those of his grandson.He had asked to speak with me alone after we arrived at his place so Rhys left me. It made me wonder if I had done something wrong or maybe he just needed a minute to collect himself. Either way it wouldn’t take long for him to get back.Jude Madigan sat across from me patiently as he took a sip from his cup of tea. He didn’t say anything even though I wasn’t expecting any response since we hadn’t spoken much to each other. I busied myself with looking around his home. Each design was specifically crafted to scream “Old money” everything reeked of wealth and class. Secretly I wondered how much money the old man had. It seemed like a lot snice Rhys and Vincent were bent on killing themselves for it.“You look tensed, sip your tea” The older man ordered. He looked different from
DarcyI stared at Rhys after he joined us as I wondered how difficult it must have been for him. I couldn't imagine a child walking in on his mother’s dead body.I wanted to press on, ask Jude Madigan more questions but he was a smart old man, he would know that facts were not adding up and he would dig further.“You invited Vincent?” Rhys asked, stepping inside and putting. an end to our conversation.“He is your brother. The high time both of you stop this madness, the better for us all” Jyde Madigan replied calmly.In no time, Vincent and Cory walked in and they seemed surprised to see Rhys and I already seated there.“Is this a mini family dinner?” Cory mumbled under her breath but I was sure we all heard her.“You can call it whatever you like Cory, I am happy to see you too” Jude Madigan said but I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. It made me realize how similar he and Rhys were.When we all sat down, Jude Madigan observed everyone under his gaze as if weighing their souls.
DarcyShe walked in looking nervous and even though she wore shades, her eyes constantly moved as if she was scanning for danger and I smiled satisfied with the fact that she knew she wasn't safe.She would soon enough learn that I could take care of my own problems so she wouldn't need to worry about me anymore.Her hands were trembling so badly I worried that they'd fall from their places around her waist but she managed to hold on by sheer willpower, which only showed the potential strength it had inside. I had to admit that it was quite impressive but it wasn't gonna get her anywhere. I needed her to believe that I had all the upper hand here or else she really would have been an easy conquest. The only reason she even came was because there was something about me that made her feel like she should follow through no matter how bad it seemed, which made me smile. And mainly because she knew what she wanted from me.I sent her a little wave. Once she noticed me, she began making he
Unknown Rhys needed to be stopped.The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I didn't want him to die a simple death, that was easy.I wanted him to smell fear, I wanted his life to crumble. I wanted to know what it felt like not being in control of yourself, not being able to protect someone else from pain, no matter what. The way my parents had died and my aunt sister had died, how I'd watched helplessly as our family fell apart not bit by bit but drastically, all in one night.How could I forgive Rhys? how could I let him get away? How could I ever forgive myself for not hurting him, I didn't think I’d ever be able.And so I found myself on the rooftop again, the sky an endless canvas above me and the wind whipping around me. A few clouds drifted by lazily, barely registering the threat that lay beyond them, I thought. I had started my master plan first by leaving Rhys a surprise package in his office. It had been so swift to stop at the office.“Good morning Ma” the
DarcyOnce Rhys and I got back home, I could feel the guards staring at me. They looked bewildered and I couldn't blame them.The news of my disappearance has been a big one and I felt guilty as I imagined Rhys taking out his wrath on them for letting it happen. I was sure that they didn’t even know what to do about it any more than I did. Once I got inside, Claire, who was in the living room, froze when she saw me, it was all for a second because she ran over and embraced me and I buried my face against her neck which smelled of her shampoo. It comforted me, knowing that if anyone knew how I was feeling then Claire would give me comfort. Claire pulled away after a few minutes, her eyes scanned my body for any sign of injury, I guess she thought I might be hurt. After confirming that I wasn’t, she looked back into my eyes.Rhys just stood there awkwardly, afraid that he was interrupting something or that I was going to freak out again like before. He was watching us carefully, waiti
Rhys Tessa moved over to suck my cock off and I felt her warm saliva dripping down my shaft. Her hand closed around my length and she began stroking me furiously. I was close. And then, just when I thought my release would never end, she reached out to stroke my balls too. “Oh yes” I growled.And she kept it up for some minutes. I could feel my muscles contracting, my fingernails digging into her scalp as I tried to stay connected to her.I thrusted aggressively into her mouth and her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she swallowed all of it. The next second I shot inside of her again and again, the feeling so intense, so pleasurable, I felt like crying. She was my world. All this while she held me inside her, licking my juices and giving me what no woman had ever given me before - complete devotion, devotion in a way I'd never experienced before.When I eventually collapsed on top of her, exhausted and satisfied, I could hear her breathlessly say: “Wow, that was amazing”. I smiled co
Rhys“Can we go home?” I asked her and she looked at me how hesistantly.“I am not sure that's a good idea” her reply is cautious, hesitant.“What do you mean?” I sounded too offended. I was trying to be understanding. But I just couldn't wrap my head around why she’d disagree. I thought we were doing just fine.“We are always fighting and I am not sure where we stand anymore… so maybe it would be better if we stop now before something else happens” My head felt light, my stomach hurt, as if I just had a big meal or even a really bad hangover and I don’t know. “How could something happen when everything we’ve been doing has been perfect?” My voice was hoarse, “I shouldn't have said the things I said but you didn't have any right going through my stuff either” Her expression softened and her fingers gently caressed my skin. “I'm sorry” she mumbled.We both went quiet for a while and then she said something very unexpected. “It was just a lot of information…it took some time. Did you
RhysFate was funny like that.It had never quite caught onto the fact that you could change your fates if you wanted to. Sometimes it claimed that it was in control but really it was just another form of manipulation, just one more thing that you couldn't stop. The last person I expected to call me was Liam.We spoke casually and it was almost like we didn't fight.“How's your wife?” He asked me. The was no hidden message, just a question of concern.“She is fine” I lied casually, I couldnt tell him that she was missing, that Tessa had left me with an empty house and a dead heart and I wasn't sure how long i would be able to hold the weight of that on my shoulders, that i knew exactly what her absence felt like,.Why? Why was I bothered that she was not here? We fought all the time and it did nothing, but sometimes we didnt and that was okay, I guess. Bloody liar.I heard that voice whisper in my head. Tessa had resurrected something in me, something I didn't think was even possib
Darcy My throat suddenly felt dry as I stared at this stranger hoping that maybe I didn’t hear him properly. I expected him to take back what he said but he didn't and he continued to stare at me.“Uhmm… my husband?”“Yes, your husband. What's your name?” He continued, unperturbed by my unwavering stare.“Dar…Tessa” I answered as meekly as I could, still not used to the fact that I was being questioned by a stranger.“Do you remember what happened last night?”Again my mind immediately jumped and I bit back the instinctive response, knowing it would just make this man more suspicious of me. I took a deep breath before answering him “I don't remember much…”“You don't?” His grey eyes bore into mine as if trying to dig through my skull to find whatever memory he was looking for. It was unsettling how he seemed almost fascinated with me, even though I had no idea what he wanted to know. I didn't think I should tell him anything about myself because his reaction to the name was too odd f
Darcy The next morning, I moved after two days. I couldn’t stay there, not after the strange incident that had happened the first night I was there repeated itself.Claire called me several times but I didn't answer, I wanted him to call me.If I could just see one missed call from him, I would turn and go back to him but I didn't receive anything so I turned off my phone.I didn't know where to go next. Maybe I could go back home, but I left that house, my mother’s presence had somehow still managed to linger and it held a lot of bad memories.Soon it was nighttime and I was still roaming with a traveling box.I had decided that I was going to get a different room in another hotel when a car drove towards me, it was speeding off and I was too slow , the car's brake pads screeched and shock overpowered me . I hit the ground and rolled a few times before hitting the concrete. My back hit hard against the ground and pain flared all over. I groaned at the pain and tried to open my eyes
RhysI stared at Claire as if she had just spoken a foreign language. The migraine and dizziness I had been feeling all week were starting to become overwhelming. I had never experienced anything like it before.“Why did you let her leave?” I yelled at the older woman in front of me. She looked scared and was trembling uncontrollably. It took her several moments to calm down enough to explain herself to my bewildered eyes and slightly throbbing temples. “She said her mom was sick Sir, I had seen her with a big bag but I didn't think she was leaving …”“She wasn't leaving, she left for good,” I muttered through gritted teeth, trying not to lose my balance.Everything felt strange, there was a loud ringing in my head and a stabbing pain in my forehead every time I moved too fast. I tried to focus on my breathing, which was becoming erratic. This was a completely new experience for me. There was no way this could be happening to me because of someone who I had just met.I could hear Clai