"Stig hasn't called me yet. And I went to the beach two times... he wasn't even there," Amelia with a long, pouty face said to Hope who comforted her by saying, "He will. Just wait..."
Later that night she was in her room, staring out of the balcony... due to some major problems in the silver moon, it was being shut down and Amelia along with all of the girls was free.
While Van Dough was going through the matter... he was in pure fidgety.
Amelia was given a room so she was not worried but the girls were living with each other or with families, cousins and relatives.
Nobody knew who complained about the silver moon but whoever did, he was someone rich.
Amelia was thinking about her mother... the only source of living she has.
She just frightens from her father... only if he hasn't harmed her till now.
Although she was living a life of a maid... but it was simple. At least she had no fear that she has to present herself in front of a man.
"Idiot! Where the bloody hell is he?" Chris murmured under his breath, standing in front of a private jet, surrounded by bodyguards.It was seven in the morning, the birds chirping and the smell of fresh flowers and fruits spread in the air."Sir, we are ready to take off," the pilot informed and he clenched his fist in anger.Kristopher and Christian should be running away at this time of hour because he doesn't want to get engaged yet.Well, technically Christian Valentino and Blair Fernsby are engaged but secretly, only their families know this.But throwing an engagement party means... making it public... which clearly, he doesn't want.What if Amelia saw him on the TV or she comes to congratulate him? She will not even know that he is her Stig.Can he let that happen?"No!" he said loudly."I'm sorry, sir. What?" asked the bodyguard and he immediately strode in the jet and got seated.He, a few more times called
"I have to go," he said opening the door of the closet and fetching a shirt for him."Where? And what's the emergency?" she asked watching him making his way to the bathroom with the door remained open and he, from inside replied, "Work. Just work.""Hello? Arrange a private jet for me," he dialled a number and waited for a few rings, then said to someone while Hope just looked at him, confused."Where are you going?" the second she asked, he paused, turned around and walked to her."Hope, would you like to go with me?" he asked holding both of her hands, eye to eye."Me? How? I have work, here... and Amelia..." she was giving him reasons when he, with a single reply said, "Forget about work. And we can take Amelia, too.""But how will we go?" she asked and he grew a smirk."What? Bulgaria? But Hope, how can we go there?" Amelia was standing right next to her bed when Hope told her that they are going Bulgaria."Do you trust me?" asked
The Balkan was such an amazing hotel that Amelia wouldn't have been surprised to see a stay there offered as a prize on a TV game show. It was tucked away in a crescent-shaped cove with miniature villas spread out along the beach and a low-rise reception area almost lost in a miniature jungle of exotic shrubs and flowers. There was a doughnut-shaped swimming pool with a bar in the inner ring and stools poking up just above the level of the water. The whole place seemed to be asleep. This was certainly true of the few guests Amelia could see, lying motionless on sunbeds."Your suite is ready, Mademoiselle," the concierge spoke politely."I thought we were in Bulgaria," Amelia whispered in a very low voice to Hope who whispered back, "Yes, we are, Amelia.""But why is he speaking French? It's not that we are in France," replied Amelia making a valid point."Maybe he likes French or maybe he is French," Hope said before walking in the capsule lift.The sui
"Pick someone. Anyone..." Hope suggested and Amelia simply shook her head when Hope put the glass back to the bar counter and walked to the two men standing and talking."If Stig was with you, why didn't you told me this? Amelia and he could have danced together," Hope walked to Kristopher and with a smile on her face, that was the proof she was meeting the men the first time so that Amelia won't have any doubt on them."I'm not Stig," replied Christian casually and Hope immediately replied, "Oh, sure you are not. If he is not Spikes then you are not Stig."He just saw her with astonishment.How does she know that he is not Stig and Kristopher is not Spikes?Then he turned around to give a very evil look to his best friend who was admiring the beauty, he immediately understood that it was Spikes doing.Kristopher offered her a hand and both of them walked to the dancefloor to have a dance.The soft music reminded Christian of the time when h
"You're quite a good company for dance," Christian said to Hope who was dancing with him when she took one quick look towards Kristopher and Amelia."Since when are you engaged?" she asked and he was quiet for a second, then said, "I and Blair know each other since forever. And our families wanted us to get married.""So when why are you playing with Amelia? If not serious and you can't marry her. Are you doing this for fun?"she asked impassively, a hint of anger in her tone."Oops... I'm sorry," Amelia quickly apologized hesitantly when she accidentally touched his arm.Kristopher knew that the girl was so nervous around him. Only if she knew that he is her friend, Kristopher... only then she won't shut up around him.He preferred to stay quiet because she would hear his voice. And oh boy, what an intelligent woman she is.After the party was being ended without any entertaining thing happened when Christian and Kristopher decided to
"How are you, mother? How's everything? Do you know where am I?" Amelia said in excitement.Hope gave a warm smile watching the love between a mother and a daughter.Her mother never tried to find out about her, neither she talked to her. Life can be cruel sometimes, isn't it?She wiped her tears quickly and said, "I'm gonna get something to eat.""That was my best friend, Hope. She took me to Bulgaria for a vacation. I wish I could take you with me... but you don't worry, mother. One day I'm going to finish your pain..." she smiled while crying."Alright listen to me now... save this number and whenever you want to talk to me, just give Hope a call," Amelia was the only person talking because her mother could not speak, she was just weeping while listening to her only daughter."What is she doing? Why is she crying?" Christian asked worried and Hope replied, "Jeez, she's talking to her mother."Kristopher and Christian from a distance were
"But Blair..." Stacey, the old lady was interrupted by the fashion diva who said, "Grandma... I've got everything sorted. And now that I've found him, I'm going after him."With that, she kissed the cheeks of the old grandmother and turned to leave."Oh, and if my parents come... please tell them that I and Christian are on pre-engagement trip. Alright?" she paused and turned to say, then again turned to leave the villa.While going out she was mumbling something but Stacey couldn't hear her."Piero, I hope this won't create a fuss between them," Stacey inhaled deeply as she walked to the sofa chair."Madam, we have found where Mr and Mrs Valentino are..." Piero informed politely when it diverted the attention of Stacey as she asked, "Oh yeah? Do you have the phone number?" and the loyal servant gave a nod."Hello? What do you want? We are in the middle of something..." as the speaker was on and when the other person attended the call, the f
"What's upsetting you?" Kristopher asked his best friend who was lost in deep thoughts."Something strange happened today when I and Blair were having sex..." he said then was quiet for a second then continued, "Something that has never happened before, Kris.""Every time I closed my eyes, I kept on seeing Amelia's face and when I opened my eyes it was her instead of Blair," he added inhaling deeply."I-..." as Kris begins to speak, Chris interrupted by saying, "You know, you once told me that I'll end myself up in a mess. I did exactly what you said...""There's still time, brother. You can do this. She doesn't even know who you are," Kris suggested his best friend with a worried expression on his face."We are grown-ass men... together we can do it," he gave him an assuring look."Kristopher, I can run away from her life, I can even not meet her again but what about this beating organ in my chest? What about it, huh? Can it let me live in peace?