Chapter: After effect…CAMILA...I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor as my thoughts kept coming like a storm I couldn’t control. I had barely slept all night, my mind kept replaying the events at the party, the way King’s lips had pressed against that woman’s, the softness of his gaze when he looked at her, the undeniable familiarity between them. The mocking look on Katherine’s face telling me she was his fiancée. His real woman. The one he had been kissing in front of everyone while I watched like a fool.I felt the burn of shame in my chest all over again as I fell back into the bed and gripped on a pillow for comfort.How could I have been so stupid? How could I have believed, even for a second, that he might have actually cared? That the kisses we shared meant anything? That the softness he showed me in private was something special?It wasn’t.And the worst part, the part that kept clawing at my insides, was that I had slapped him straight in the face.How messy could I possibly get
Last Updated: 2025-06-28
Chapter: The slap of the century.CAMILA...The ride home was so painfully quiet that it felt like the tension between us could break glass. King sat on his side of the SUV, his phone sitting on his lap, his fingers were twitching like he wanted to say something but didn’t know how to begin. His jaw was clenched, sharp and unreadable as always, but this time I didn’t care to study him.Because I was seething.I was fucking mad as hell.I kept my eyes fixed on the window, watching the city lights blur into golden smudges as we sped past them. My chest felt too tight and my hands fisted in my lap. Every second in that car made me feel more and more like a fool.A damn fool.He had kissed me, held me like I meant something, painted me like I was his muse, whispered things that crawled beneath my skin and made me believe—just a little—that maybe I wasn’t just a contract to him.But tonight… the kiss. That… that woman. The way his mouth met hers like it belonged there.Fiancée.The word tasted bitter in my throat.“You
Last Updated: 2025-06-06
Chapter: The calm before the storm.CAMILA...I got into Marco’s car without thinking twice. Marco’s car was warm, with low jazz humming from the stereo, a stark contrast to the cold, stinging silence that had been sitting in my chest since I left the ballroom. I sank into the leather seat, hugging my arms to myself as he pulled out of the driveway.He didn’t say anything at first, he just drove with one hand on the wheel, his eyes occasionally glancing toward me like he wanted to speak but didn’t know how to start. I wasn’t in a hurry either. My mind was still unraveling the chaos of the past hour, King’s kiss with that girl and Katherine’s smug reply like she knew this would happen.Minutes later, Marco finally broke the silence. “So… want to talk about it?” His tone was gentle, like he wasn’t trying to dig into the issue, just offering.I stared out the window, the streetlights blurring past the street. “Not really,” I mumbled, but then I sighed. “Actually… I don’t even know where to start.”Marco chuckled faintl
Last Updated: 2025-06-03
Chapter: The night of the century.The night went one quickly with King talking to almost everyone. I didn’t know he was this popular. All the time he was talking, I stood beside him, trying not to shift in these ridiculous heels that made my feet scream.I felt like a misplaced puzzle piece. Everyone else gilded around like they belonged: laughter all around gatherings, women in beautiful dresses moving from one gentleman to another. And I was just… there. Wearing a dress King picked out and pretending I knew how to breathe in it.After a while, King excused himself from me. Work call. Of course, he had said.“Five minutes,” he said softly, his hand brushing the small of my back before disappearing into the crowd.It was probably meant to be reassuring, but his absence hit like a chill. I stood still, unsure of where to go, pretending to admire the chandelier like I understood anything about crystal.A table caught my eye, small pastries arranged on it like art. I drifted over and reached for something flaky and dus
Last Updated: 2025-05-12
Chapter: The night event. CAMILA . . . I stared at myself in the full-length mirror, barely recognizing the girl staring back at me. Claire fussed behind me, pinning a few loose curls and adjusting the delicate neckline of the deep emerald gown king and I picked hours ago. “You look like a dream,” she said, standing back to admire her handiwork. “Seriously, Camila, King is going to lose his mind.” I swallowed hard, my nerves tying themselves tighter inside my stomach. The dress hugged my body like it was made for me— the elegant, flowing, side slit, v back dress Mr. King had picked out for me earlier when a certain thingy had happened during the picking. Ehem. I dare not remember what happened at the dress room. Claire noticed my flushed cheeks and laughed heartily. “I see someone likes what she sees.” I do, ma’am. I most certainly liked how I was looking in the mirror. I had never worn anything like this in my life. I tugged anxiously at the fabric, trying to cover more of my leg but Claire sla
Last Updated: 2025-04-29
Chapter: A trip to the past, and boutique break.CAMILA...It had been half a month since I came to King’s house. Half a month since the night he almost kissed me, half a month since Katherine and her Leonard packed up and left the next morning with barely a word.Thank God to that because I couldn’t stand her for one more day.Half a month of living in this enormous, beautiful house with just myself, King and Claire.King wasn’t much better, he only appeared for breakfast or the painting sessions, and even then, it was like being near a ghost. He was always keeping a wall between us no matter how much I tried not to think about the moment in the art room.Sometimes I caught him staring when he thought I wasn’t looking, but the second my eyes found his, he would vanish into himself again.Claire had been my only true companion, her laughter and bubbly energy filling the emptiness I was beginning to feel in my heart, but even she had other places to be. Other friends. Other life even.I was going crazy with boredom, loneliness was
Last Updated: 2025-04-27
Shadows of Deception
“Listen to me, if you’re-“
“Shut up.”
I was taken aback by his sudden choice of word.
“Let’s get something straight miss Grey, I do not appreciate people talking to me, and I loathe it more when people talk back at me. Truthfully, you are crossing your limit and patience with me. So from now on, you’ll do exactly what I say and as I say. You understand me?”
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Mystery. Romance. Deceit.
Finding evidences of her dead brother’s whereabouts, Becky Grey believes that he is still alive.
In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family’s remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and Godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Sinister Alexander Salvaltore and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing her brother. In order to attain his goal, he offers her a deal.
However, the deeper she dives into the tangles of Sinister’s merciless world, she finds herself in a hauntingly farmiliar past. A past that she has been erased from- A past that she cannot escape.
Unsettling secrets loom the air of her maddening relationship with Sinister.
The question is, will she run from him? Or to him?
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Chapter: Fiance? (Sinister’s POV)Sinister’s POV I should hate this girl. She's nothing but problems. And yet, I find it most difficult to stare away right now. Her dark hair tousled down her back and over her shoulder as she leaned against the leather interior of the limo. She pressed her head gently against it as her eyes grew wary and distant. She'd been peeling the dead skin off her fingertips subconsciously since we got in here. Were the heels really that high? I shouldn't have asked the lady for the best pair. I should have just gone with the most comfortable pair. It was my fault. But how was I to know she couldn't walk in them? How was I to know anything about her? The navy gown clung to her body effortlessly. If anything, she could easily get mistaken for an angel fallen upon the earth. God. I pushed the thought away. What the actual fuck was I saying? She was a fallen angel sure, one just like Lucifer at least. Fallen upon me to frustrate the living daylight out of me. Her face glowed under the moonligh
Last Updated: 2024-06-03
Chapter: “The beginning of our end…”~^~ "Me being with you would have been dangerous, Becky. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you because of my selfish decision." “James knew, didn't he? You were with him that day when you went after Vincelli." I strained my voice to even speak. With a pause, “Yes, but I couldn't get you involved anymore. Grey, you have this life ahead of you. It's a great life, why are you looking back?" “Because you're there." “Becky," he breathed, stunned at that, his eyes softening. “You have my heart. You’ll always do. I'm perplexed as to what you see in a monster like me but maybe that's why I'm so drawn to you. You see me as virtuously human and I feel otherwise and somehow or the other you see me as worthy and I could never understand your kindness. I love you, fuck, you make me so weak." Slipping my hand into his, I closed the space between us, pressing my body against his and my head against his chest. His heartbeat was fast and steady as he wrapped his free ha
Last Updated: 2024-06-02
Chapter: “Don’t leave me. Please…”~^~ "He was one of my closest friends. Shall I have this dance? For him?" James asks as he puts out his hand. Pleasantly, I danced with him and it almost felt as if he was trying to sober me back up before someone else asked for a dance. Dance after dance and my feet were getting sore. Many of Archer's friends seemed to somehow have 'taken a liking to me' as Archer said in a somewhat cautious manner when he pulled me aside but I assured him that they weren't my type. God even knows what my type was. Walking back to the bar, I had another drink, and because I was a "lady" and most importantly, Archer's long-lost little sister, I had to upkeep a decent reputation- wine- no beer for me. Also, I couldn't kick that one guy violently to smash his banana when he tried to slide his hand down the equator. “I’m not sure if you're trying to get drunk or sober:" A man said to me from the side. “Is both an option?" "Only if you're trying to kill yourself." He started with a soft short
Last Updated: 2024-06-02
Chapter: Even after the odds.*~*The weight of the world seemed to be crashing down upon me or rather tugging mercilessly at the strings that sewed together the broken pieces of my heart. The entire flight I kept to myself and the weeks that came as well.Everything felt painful and it wasn't even that time of the month. “Do you know, when it was your birthday while you were in the coma, he spent every single second of the day with you? He didn't even give a shit about work. Whatever that day was, he canceled all plans and stayed at your bedside for every second. He was in so much pain seeing you like that, Becky. I almost envied that- that brotherly affection. It was beyond me."Snapping back to her attention as I heard that I held back a tear from escaping, she was right. I was being so selfish right now. I'm grieving but it feels like I'm hurting everyone around me.“I’m sorry," I said softly trying to recollect myself and my thoughts. "Let's do something for him. He deserves it."There was a certain light to
Last Updated: 2024-06-02
Chapter: “For the betterment…”~^~“Jesus." I heard him say softly.“Well, I mean it's Becky, but I guess I can work with Jesus if you want."Not a moment passed by when I felt strong arms embrace me."I thought you were.” He choked within his sentence filled with joy and sadness and a somewhat bitter longing. “But. you're here, you're okay."Returning his hug, I felt so many emotions swarm within my soul, I missed you, James. I was looking for you. You said you'd come back two years ago and-""I did Becky, believe me, I did. My heart broke when I saw you in the hospital in that state I just didn't know what to do. I felt like I failed you, I disappointed you and Mare. I didn't get to you in time.""James," I said faintly, "Marc-""I know, but I keep telling myself that he's in a better place."In that second the back door near us bolted open and an awestruck Moe stood with his face paled as he saw James who released me slowly and faced him with kind eyes, "Jamie?"My voice dripping with agony brought his attention
Last Updated: 2024-06-02
Chapter: Tying up loose ends.~^~As the sun gave birth to the sky, I quickly packed my luggage and left the apartıment leaving a 'Be Back Soon' note to Nadia on the refrigerator. So help me God, let me know what I'm doing. Somehow it just felt right to go there.Walking into the airport, I went to my flight and sat at my specified seat. Taking a deep breath, shut my eyes ready for the flight to take off when I heard a familiar voice. “You forgot this."Looking up I saw Nadia arching her eyebrows while taking the seat next to me, giving me my phone."What are you doing here?" I frowned, shocked at her presence. Nadia inhaled deeply and tiredly made herself comfortable in the seat, "I honestly don't know why but somehow this trip seems to be important to you. Also, your company kind of grew on me."Smugly I smiled, “Aww, you mean you'd miss me."She rolled her eyes and asked, "So where exactly are we going'?"“I have no idea.""Becky, you can't be serious!" She exclaimed as we walked into the airport, "You didn't
Last Updated: 2024-06-02
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