LOGIN“Robbery?” the policeman asks, confused. Zeath nods in affirmation. “Alright, let me quickly go through our files. Did you commit the robbery?”
“I just said I’m reporting myself for a crime, didn’t I?”
Zeath just died.That’s what my scared and anxious mind makes me believe, not until I stop screaming and shut my mouth to realize the grim taste of blood on my tongue. Then I perceive a metallic odor, realizing that Chelsea is no longer in front of me.Oh, she is but a corpse lying next to my leg.My eyelashes feel like there’s something sticky on them. I know it’s blood, the same blood soaking some parts of my hair and shoul
I quickly shrug out of Zeath’s hold, and my brain wills to say something but my shuddering lips wouldn’t let the words out.However, even my brain retrieves the words when Chelsea raises a shotgun to Zeath’s direction as a triumphant smirk plays on her face. What the fuck is she doing?“C— Cross, I…” I try to say, but then I realize I can’t breathe anymore. My inhale of air seem to be hitching, my chest rising even as Zeath rubs my back.
The decision to look up or not keeps haunting me. I don’t want to look up for fear that I may jam gazes with Christopher, but I also want to see him for the last time. After all, in his words, we may not see for a very long time.I finally look up to see him running, and then that’s when I recognize the loud noise of his chopper. The bird’s coming from the direction of our house, flying by over my head and moving to Christopher’s direction in chase of its owner.It passes Christopher, anyway, probably to land at a clear spot, so now it’s the latter chasi
“The rain’s coming,” I say while looking away as the clouds rumble with the warning of an impending storm. “Hm.” Christopher nods. “That is the whole idea.”We step clear of the fields, reaching the tarred road and heading right toward the mountains. Along the road on this path are small bushes and a few lone houses. And I get it’s the reason Zeath’s still standing in the porch when I take a look at him one last time.“In truth, I wanted to have one final dance with you before I leave,” Christopher says to grab my attention. “I couldn’t resist the thought that we may not meet until a very long time. And I don’t know when that time will be.”“Why do you say that?” I turn away from Zeath, now focusing on the road before me, while Christopher sighs.“There’s just a lot going on,” he mumbles, “I don’t know where to start. Be careful, though. That’s all I have to say.” “Why careful? Is there something I don’t know about?” He hasn’t spoken about a thing to this extent before—I mean, the
“What’s she doing here?” I ask Zeath, but I want his mother to reply instead.And she does. “You may not know this since you’ve been busy two-timing my son with another man but there’s rumors spreading about the Lupins being cursed after my mother’s estate burned down to ashes with her inside. The board thought East wasn’t fit as Chairman and voted him out. Now he has gone MIA with his family.”“You still didn’t answer my question as to what you’re doing here.”
“I— I’m… sorry,” I stutter.“No. Don’t be. To me, that’s freedom. I’m going to transfer some funds to your account so you can buy Lupin Group in your own name.”“But I… I don’t want to buy it in my name.”“Why?”“To be honest um… it has to be in your name. My reputation isn’t healthy now. It ma
I wake up late the next morning. Judging from the sun, it could be around 11am… maybe? Chelsea and her ‘boss’ are no where to be found, so I’m left alone once again. Alone with the self-pity and Zeath-loathing. It’s funny how I forgot about all that in the ocean last night because now… now the fe
A harsh ringing in my head says I’m fucked. Too fucked. My back aches so bad, and where I’m lying on feels moist and hard, carrying a metallic musky smell that leaves me heady.Opening my eyes, I find the place is dim and foggy. But it doesn’t mean I don’t see the little pools of water at differen
“Oh, boy. It’s punishment to hold back, don’t you think?” I drawl, taking cautious steps toward Zeath. Standing in front of him, I slowly unbutton his shirt before closing in to kiss his chest. “I need you to succumb to your pleasure...” I blow the sleeping hairs on it. “...and mine.”Zeath grunts
Zeath pats my head, letting me rest my jaw on his palm. He remains silent as he stands properly with me in his arms before heading outside the warehouse. It’s dark already, and there are slight traces of a storm. Hopefully, it won’t meet us while we’re still down here.“Up there, what do you see?







