Crystal Inkの小説

I quickly pushed Jace away, starring at Ethan shocked reaction. His hand was still on the door knob and his jaw was literally on the floor. Gosh, I couldn't believe this was happening to me of all people."Uhm, did you get it out." I heard Jace asked beside me, I turned to look at him with a raised brow. He's tilting his head back, and closing an eye like there's something in it.What the heck is he... Ohh. I get it."Yeah, I think it's out." I rubbed his eyelids with my index finger. He straightened and looked at Ethan over his shoulder, as if he didn't know he was there."Oh hey, Ethan." He smiled, walking towards Ethan. Ethan didn't even look at me, he just grabbed Jace by the collar pinning him against the door, I gasped."What the hell man?" Jace growled, quite the character, but Ethan was not having it, he tossed Jace across the room. "Ethan." I screamed. But again, he ignored me letting his possessive nature got the best of him. He slammed his arm into the table, sending all m

The car doors slid open. I sank into the passenger seat, as Jace got in beside me and started the engine. The leather was ridiculously soft, almost too comfortable.The sharp scent of cigarettes snapped me back to reality, I wrinkled my nose and turned just in time to see Jace take a long drag of a cigarette. He blew the smoke out of the window, his eyes never leaving the road. I snatched it from his lips and threw it out of the open window."What was that for?" He groaned, glancing at me. "I’m allergic," I said, brushing non existent ash off my lap. "And it’ll ruin your lungs, you know."He smirked. "So you care?"I shook my head. "Don't flatter yourself Mr Weston."After a couple minutes of driving, he brought the car to a halt infront my apartment. So soon though?"I should say hi to Ethan." Before I could even reply, he pulled open the driver's door and came down, I followed behind.Taking quick steps to the door, I reached for the key in my clutch bag, inserting it, and pulling

"What the hell, why didn’t you say that was the reason you were holding me so tightly?" I whisper-yelled, face flushed in shame, as I grabbed the dress holding it infront my naked body."If you weren't too much of a bitch, maybe I would have." Jace irritating voice drags me out of my thought. I bite down on every comeback screaming in my throat, now’s not the time."Can you please turn around?" I asked, and to my surprise, he actually did. Clutching the dress tightly around my arm, I rushed to the wardrobe corner, where I'd left my black dress.After minutes of wondering how I'm going to face Jace again, I slowly made my way back to the studio. He was still there, standing exactly where I left him, his back to me.I swallowed. "You can look now."He turned around quickly, that stupid smirk on his face. Great, if only the ground could swallow me this instant."So..." he began, his gaze dragging over me like I was still naked. I crossed my arms over my chest. I wasn’t in the mood to ta

The photo studio was packed; ring lights set, cameras flashing, stylists running around, adjusting clothes. I stood near the wardrobe section, making sure the dresses were perfect for today’s photoshoot. This was my first collaboration with West Modeling Agency, and I wanted everything to go smoothly.Just then, Maria, my manager rushed up breathless."What's wrong." I asked, cutting a loose thread from a blue satin gown."Lena's stuck in traffic. There's no one to model the final look."I didn't even blink. "I'II wear it.""But...""I said I’ll wear it."Minutes later, I was behind a curtain, squeezing into the tightest red carpet gown I’d ever designed. The zipper was halfway up and stuck. I twisted my arm, tugging harder, but it wouldn’t budge."Shit," I muttered under my breath, feeling the pressure. We barely had any time left.I held my breath, tried again... but it still wouldn’t move. "Maria, can you help me with the zipper?"A few minutes later, Maria walked over, and started

I didn’t know how long I sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes flicking to the clock every few minutes; midnight, one, two.Ethan hadn’t come home.He hadn’t replied my texts or returned my calls either. He was supposed to surprise me tonight, but here I was with nothing but an ache in my chest. I could guess why, of course. Work. It was always work.By morning, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist, my back pressing into something hardly. I blinked slowly, as I turned to find Ethan curled beside me, his breathing even, hair a mess. He looked peaceful, as if he hadn’t left me waiting all night again.As if feeling my gaze, his eyes fluttered open."Good morning, sunshine," he murmured, a sleepy smile tugging at his lips. And a dimple forming on his cheeks.I didn’t smile back. "I waited up for you."He sighed, rubbing weakly at his eyes. "I know, babe. I’m sorry. Work ran late... again. But once I close this next contract, I swear, you’ll have me all to yourself.""That’s what you alw

I was already halfway across the floor when I pulled out my phone to call Sarah. Yes? The same Sarah from highschool, we kept communicating even after I left. And in a few days she'll be coming over to pay me a visit. It felt so good to have someone familiar around.I flung my phone back in my purse, only to notice my wallet was no longer inside. Dammit. I must have taken it out after Ethan messaged me.I sighed and headed for the open elevator. But like always fate had other plans, just as I stepped in, Jace Weston did too. Of course, golden boy would show up after the deal was concluded. Our eyes locked. He was wearing a black silky short sleeved buttoned down. Muscles rippled beneath his half buttoned shirt, I could see the veins popping out of his arms. I didn't know how I managed to notice all this details without breaking eye contact, but somehow I did."Elsa, we meet again" He smirked, as he pressed the elevator button. I couldn't help but notice how muscular and tan his arms