The rain was still pouring. It was soft, persistent, the sky had forgotten how to stop since it ripped open in the afternoon. Thunder rumbled distantly, a growl that rolled through the castle walls.I stirred.My room was dark now, the dim light of the afternoon already gone. Only the flicker of lightening illuminated the space in brief silver bursts. I blinked, groggy, eyes adjusting to the shadows.I had just had a much needed nap.I sat up slowly, my limbs heavy from sleep. I stretched my hands before hastily brushing the hair from my face. Another flash of lightning cracked through the sky.....and it illuminated a figure.Seated on the armchair next to the closet.I was not alone.My heart stilled before picking up a fast paced. I became nauseous.I squinted into the dark, rubbing my eyes, hoping my grogginess was tricking me. But when the next bolt hit, the figure was still there. No longer leaning back but now seated up.My back straightened, the hairs at the back of my head on
The castle kitchen smelled of roasted garlic and sun dried tomatoes. I leaned on the marble counter, chatting animatedly with the chef, who was dicing fresh herbs with the ease of someone who knew every ingredient by heart."Thank you for the hungover tonic," I said."I've seen worse. You three walked in last night like ghosts wearing wine bottles," he said.I laughed shaking my head. "I'm blaming Cole. He dragged us back because he had some work to do."He gestured towards three short glasses lined up neatly beside a tray of fresh bread. "Drink that before lunch. It'll chase the hungover away."I peered into the glass. "What is it?""Nothing toxic."I raised a brow but took a glass anyway, the yellow liquid swirling ominously. The moment it touched my tongue, my eyes widened."Too spicy?" He grinned.I struggled to swallow. "You could've warned me!""Don't spit it out," he warned. "It's the best hungover remedy, makes you heal in no time."Coughing through the afterburn, I waved him
I excused myself with a gentle smile, stepping away from Cole and the small circle of dignitaries. The air near the vineyard's edge was cooler, laced with the scent of ripened grapes and aged oak. I walked slowly, pretending I knew where the washrooms were, when in reality I was just banking on spotting a helpful sign.My phone buzzed in my hand.Unknown number.My heart jumped.Cassian.I answered without thinking. "Hello?"There was a pause, and then, "Hey, Lisa. It's Jonah."Dissapointment washed over me like cold water. I blinked momentarily forgetting I was at a vineyard surrounded by people dressed in velvet and pearls."Oh," I said, trying to cover the sharp drop in my voice. "Hello, Jonah.""Did I catch you at a bad time?"I looked around vaguely. "Not exactly. I'm just....at a wine tasting."He gave a low whistle. "Fancy. So, still on the yacht? I had to leave with Sarah, she's currently unwell.""We're on land right now. Cole brought us to a vineyard," I said. There was ano
The vineyard stretched out like a dream. The vines catching the dying sunlight, rows of grapes cradled in green leaves, and the faint sound of a string quartet playing somewhere near the wine station. The evening air was crisp, filled with the scent of earth and honeyed wine.I swirled the crimson drink in my glass and took a sip, savoring it's smooth richness on my tongue. Cole had surprised us again,. sweeping us off the yacht and straight into Veloria's rolling wine country.Ofcourse, not without drama.Before we'd left, Megan was screeching from the hallway in a satin halter dress."You said this was going to be a party. Cole!"He'd just grinned, completely unfazed. "It is a party.""Wine tasting with old men in suit, isn't a party!"He held a hand on his chest. "I need my favorite girls there. Besides, I'm Veloria's prince."Then, with a wink, "as I'm yours."Megan had groaned, muttering about throttling him later, but she still got in the car.Now, at the vineyard, Cole and Mega
I sat beside Megan and Cole at the long dinner table set on the main deck. Elegant lanterns floated above us, strung from mast to mast, casting warm pool of lights over the carefully plated dishes. The yacht had transformed once again.Across from me sat Victoria, composed, smug as ever in a sleek navy dress that clung to her like it had been stitched on her body. Next to her was, Cassian.He hadn't looked at me once.Not when I walked in, not when I sat down. His eyes had remained on Cole, the horizon and his plate. Anywhere but me.I sipped my wine in silence. I could still feel his mouth on me. I had sobbed myself to sleep after he left. Embarrassed of my choices and myself. When I woke Megan was fussing around me, brushing my hair and picking a dress for me."Victoria took a boat here," Megan had said, brushing highlighter on my cheeks. "Guess she couldn't bear his Lordship alone in a yacht with sexy American girls."Desperate much, indeed.Now victoria turned her head to me, a pr
The morning sun shimmered across the water. The sea was calm, party long over. I had already freshened up, hair damp from the quick shower and my face scrubbed clean. But no amount of water could wash away the heat crawling up my neck.I remembered everything. The grapes. The teasing. The way Cassian laid beside me, stroking my hair and how close he'd been. How I'd fallen asleep to the rhythm of his voice.He was gone when I woke. No note, just a hollow space beside me.I stepped out onto the deck, the sunlight nearly blinding me after the dim corridor. The scent of the sea breeze and brewed coffee hit me first.Cole and Cassian, were seated at the outdoor table.Cole was in a loose t-shirt and shorts, sunglasses pushed into his air. Cassian sat beside him, dressed as impeccably as ever. Even in casual wear he looked composed and unreadable."Morning, moonshine," Cole greeted cheerfully lifting his cup.Cassian looked up his eyes, meeting mine. "Good morning, Miss Moon."His words wer