The next morning, Veronica watched Aries as he shifted in his sleep and slowly opened his eyes. “Aries, are you alright?” She pecked his cheek, and he softly groaned. “What’s wrong?” She cupped his face. “Should I call the doctor?” She panicked as he turned in her direction. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you’re allergic to almonds!” She cried. “It’s alright,” Aries said. “No, it’s not! I shouldn’t have added almonds when you specifically asked me not to! What would’ve happened if I didn’t come to you last night? You could’ve died!” Her expression made Aries chuckle. Veronica stopped ranting and glared at him. “You’re so bad!” She attempted to move away, but Aries was quick to pull her back to him and she was on the verge of crying again. “You knew about the almonds. Why did you eat?” “I wanted to check if you leave me or stay back!” He said and Veronica looked at him, puzzled. “Why did you take the money from my grandma? Is money so important to you?” His hand rested on her waist und
The door cracked open, and Sebastian walked in, sitting on the couch across from the bed. “Where is my son?” Janet’s cold eyes stared at him. “I should be the one asking you? Where is Kyle?” Sebastian crossed his leg over the other. “And why did you jump out of the car? To stop me?” He arched an eyebrow. His black eyes stared at her. “I didn’t jump out of the car! You’re not so fucking important to me.” Janet glared at him. A flicker of sadness crossed Sebastian’s eyes. “I know that!” He said and Janet looked away. “But the question is still the same. Why did you jump out of the car? Because that’s what Ronan Gera has said to his officers.” “What?” Janet snapped at him. “He is the one who pushed me out!” She said, and Sebastian rounded a fist. “I was ready to face you and asked him to give me Kyle, but….” She trailed off. “Oh, my god! Sebastian, you don’t know where is Kyle?” She panicked. Despite the brewing anger inside him, Sebastian chuckled. “You’re so stupid, Janet! You were
As soon as James informed Aries about Genelia and his unavailability, Aries went to see Genelia, who was admitted to the same hospital as Veronica. He cracked the door open and took a peek at Genelia lying lifeless on the bed with various wires attached to her body. He drew a deep breath. It was hard to see once a bubbly girl fighting the biggest battle of her life. He was still mad at her for her stupid decisions and for making her life a series of mistakes, but the underlying siblings’ love was undeniable. Aries held her soft hands. Leukaemia was eating her up. Even her entire fortune was useless in saving her. For the first time, money wasn’t making any sense to him. Aries kissed the back of her hand when his eyes stopped on her forearm and the dark marks appeared as if she was roughed up. Aries inspected the marks, and they appeared to be fingerprinted. Aries clenched his jaws, and his eyes darkened walking out of her room. He looked for Keith and he found him at the end of the
Veronica glanced nervously at Aries as he drove to the villa, maintaining a poker face, and she looked ahead quietly. The car stopped, and he was the first to step out without throwing a glance in her direction. She meekly removed her seatbelt and followed him inside. “Aries, can we…” Before she could complete it, Aries walked into his and slammed the door shut. “How rude!” She pouted and headed to the kitchen. She took out ingredients to make pasta for lunch but her mind was constantly drifting back to him as it turned more than twenty minutes, but Aries didn’t appear. She sprinted over toward his room and peeked inside, only to find it empty and organized as compared to her room. She heard the shower running and stopped outside his bathroom, contemplating her next action, holding the doorknob. “This is inappropriate! I should wait for him.” She turned to leave. “But when he can walk into my bathroom without my permission, then why the hell I’m not allowed to do the same?” She con
A long golden coated manicured nail hovered over the pallet of highlighter, and Veronica chose the peach shimmery highlighter. She picked a brush to highlight her cheekbone and wore a stone studded headpiece but then took it off. “Goudy!” She said, looking at herself in the mirror and flickering her long hair behind when her phone flashed with Aries’s name. She took the phone. “Video?” she pressed the play button and almost shrieked. Milo was playing happily in the video catching the ball thrown in the air and he looked healthier and happy and visibly appeared big. A man, possibly a dog trainer, was training him for obedience, and he followed his every command. A smile brought tears to her eyes. This is how he deserved to be treated. The poor brown guy suffered a lot because of Glaziers. Veronica put the phone back on the dresser and fanned her face. “No crying or you’ll spoil your makeup!” She laughed through her tears. Aries wasn’t as bad as he tried to make her believe, and Veron
Veronica looked at herself in the mirror, her fingers touched her swollen lips and then moved the mark on her neck, her eyes looked at her chest covered in Aries’s marks and the soreness between her legs was evidence of the passionate night she had with him. She recalled how he aggressively pressed her into the wall and powered into her from behind as if he wanted to ravish her completely. They had sex in different positions, but this one was above the rest on the steaminess meter. His hands played with her breast, tormenting her nipple to the point she moaned out his name loudly or circled her nub, bringing her close to orgasm. They were nearly done in the dawn, and the last she remembers before dozing off was lying close to him on the couch with his fingers buried deep inside her. The memories pooled moisture between her legs again and her nipples stood out. She felt her cheeks heating and wanted him inside of her again. Groaning, she washed her face and scolded herself for being
Isla drove to the farmhouse of the retired psychiatrist on the outskirts of New York. She stopped her car at the gates and stepped out. She drew a deep breath and doubted her decision to visit a psychiatrist, but the last few nights were horrible to her. “It’s alright! I’m fine! I don’t need help!!” She spoke to herself and turned to leave when her eyes landed on the board hanging on the gate. “Just one step inside and you may come across something you never think of!” She stared at the board and slowly opened the gate, walking inside. She rang the doorbell and an elderly man in his eighties opened the door. “Are you Dr. David Sampson?” “Yes. Please come inside!” He said and opened the door wide enough for her. “Please have a seat!” Isla sat on the couch, looking around, and Dr. David sat across from her in his recliner. “We had a word on the phone…” she trailed off. Dr. David nodded. “You seem jumbled in your own thoughts!” He said. “So let’s start from the start! Let’s find the
Aries frantically pressed the buttons when Ace and Maria reached. “What’s wrong? Where is Veronica?” Maria panicked. “I don’t know!” Aries held his head. The entire crowd in the banquet hall freaked out, running around when the manager grabbed the mic to calm them. “Please, relax! It was a false fire alarm. Please calm down everyone!” He shouted and gradually the crowd was under control with the help of the hotel’s staff. “We need to leave!” Alfred held Cynthia’s hand. “Nothing to panic about! We’re good.” She said, and Isla watched them. Alfred glared at her. “Come with me!” He gritted and dragged them out. “What’s wrong with you?” Cynthia asked as the valet appeared with their car. Alfred didn’t say a word until they got into the car and sped away. “Alfred, are you going to say something?” She turned to him. Alfred looked ahead. “I saw Ace with Maria!” He appeared to be in deep thought. “Wh... Maria Vasquez?” Shocked, she asked Alfred, and the latter nodded. She covered her m