Artemis White's POV
"That's right, lean into it!" My instructor yelled out. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him, standing there with a smug expression like I wasn't already at a professional fencing level. He just liked to be able to tell someone of my status what to do. I know for a fact he thinks I'm scared of him, and that's why I haven't notified my mother. The reality is that this is my most easy going lesson and just recently, I needed the break. "Goodness Artemis, I said lean" the asshole reiterated like I wasn't fucking LEANING already. No, no, no. Hold it in, Arte. You're all good. Don't let this toad irk you. “Arte”, a familiar voice called. I didn’t hesitate to throw my mask on the floor along with my èpèè and bolt toward the voice. There stood my Goddess of an older sister, exuding such cold elegance in her pristine grey pant suit. “Khi! Where have you been?” I asked, throwing myself into her arms. Her icy demeanour didn’t shift once as she turned to my instructor, “You’re dismissed”, she said curtly, “but-“ “I said you’re dismissed. Go”, she reiterated. The man trudged off, fuming. We were 30 minutes into a 4-hour lesson, and he was being paid for every half an hour. My sister turned back to me and dropped her facade, swinging me around as if I were a feather. “Arte! I missed you so muuuchhh! Work has been driving me crazy!” She pretended to sob into my hair as I giggled, patting her back. “But, I’m here to ask for a favour”, she said as she pulled away, attempting those same doe eyes our mother is a master at. “I have a contract I’d like you to look over for me”, she grumbled, and I snorted in amusement, nodding. “Alright, let’s go to my room”, I said, leading her into our home happily. “Oh? Young miss, you came to visit?” Maria chimed upon seeing her. “Only a short one, Maria. I’m swamped at work and I don’t want to take more of Arte’s time than I should,” she pouted like I had been the one to tell her my time was precious, when in fact, she was the one who had deemed my time precious. “I’ll send some snacks and tea up to the little miss's room, then”, Maria said, walking to the kitchen. I pulled my sister to my room and practically threw her inside. Instead of getting straight to business, I grabbed a bracelet from my desk and showed it to her excitedly. “Isn’t it beautiful? Cole got it for me the other day!” I was practically bouncing on my tippy toes while my sister inspected the bracelet with a blank face. “Arte…This-“ I cut her off “I know, it’s a knock off. But I don’t care. Cole isn’t as well off as us, you know that. I’m grateful for every gift he buys for me!” I said happily, staring at the bracelet as if it were the love of my life. My sister sighed, shaking her head in disapproval. She had never liked Cole; she always said that something about him didn't sit right with her or with Jötunn, but they let it go for the sake of my happiness. "Okay, okay. Let me see this contract," I said quickly before she could open her mouth to say more about my beloved.Khione pulled out her phone and within seconds, she sent me the email. She was telling me about this business deal a potential partner had proposed, but her assistant said it seemed fishy. In the meantime, I was getting out of my fencing gear and into a pair of black sweatpants with a matching black hoodie.
When I came out, I picked up my phone and opened the email, scanning the contract for any flaws. It didn't take long. "My recommendation? Blacklist him. This contract is basically saying that should anything happen, you'll liquidate all your assets to fix the issue and pay him the rest of the assets in compensation. He's trying to rob you blind," I huffed. "What?! That dirty, low life cunt! Watch how I fucking ruin him for this! Pah!" She pretended to spit "And to think he was acting nice as pie in my office this morning! Damn, I'm going to squeeze his fucking balls into oblivion!" Ah, yes, my potty-mouth big sister. Behind all that elegance and years of etiquette classes, she's just a pirate.
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An hour later, she was still ranting while I was on my second cup of jasmine tea and my fourth chocolate chip cookie. I just nodded and gave a small smile, agreeing to whatever she said. It was the best way to deal with my sister when she was like this - Nod and smile. She'd get tired eventually.
And she did, throwing herself onto my bed, grabbing the teacup and chugging her lukewarm tea down in one go. "Better?" I asked and she nodded, sniffling. "I've been nothing but good to my potential partners, and to think one would treat me this way..." I sighed, patting her back. "Unfortunately, that's how the world works. Though I do think you should give your assistant a raise" I said, chomping into yet another cookie. She nodded vehemently and shot up like a bolt of lightning, telling me I was right and that she'd go and do it right this second as she quickly stormed out of my room like a hurricane.
I scratched the back of my neck in confusion. How on Earth was I still sane in this family? I'll never know.
A knock came at my door not long after, and when I gave permission to enter, Maria poked her head in with a kind smile "Little miss, just a reminder, you have a competition in two hours" I gasped in shock, looking at the time. I totally forgot. I was like a headless chicken, throwing things into my large black duffel bag. "Maria, thank you! I love you!" I called loudly as I rushed out of the door and into the car that was waiting for me out front. "William, to the waterfront arena, please!" I gasped, out of breath. The man chuckled, starting the car and beginning to drive.
Lillian River's POV - TW - Drugs, kidnapping, torture, blood, death. Continue at your own risk.My phone buzzed. I didn't jump - I felt it before it even lit up. Like a ripple across my spine. Something in my ears hummed, like a warning. Something bad was going to happen, something dangerous. I grabbed the phone from the kitchen counter, ignoring the mug of tea steeping beside me. The screen lit up the moment the phone was in my hand. I saw the notification. It was a message from Arte.'Hey Lil… sorry, things got crazy. I’m okay. Just really need to see you. Please come alone. Don’t tell anyone. I’ll explain everything, promise. It’s urgent. Here's the address. Hurry.'I was about to bang out a reply immediately. But my thumb hovered above the keyboard. At first? Relief. The tightness in my chest loosened. She was okay. I'd been waiting for what felt like forever for her to text me back, hounding George, Mia and Margot. Arte usually called me at night to go through 'mental exercises'
Artemis White's POV - TW - Drugs, kidnapping, torture, blood, death. Continue at your own risk.There was no time in this warehouse. Only rhythm. Only impact. Pain. Fist. Pause. Rib. Pause.Boot. Pause. Pressure points. The floor was soaked, slick with water, sweat and blood. I wasn't sure whose anymore. My muscles had finally given out for good thirty or so minutes ago. Maybe it would be better to measure by punches. In that case, my muscles gave out 143 punches ago. My body hung like a marionette with half its strings cut. Another punch. Something cracked. Not the first time, not the last. The breath punched out of me in a sharp wheeze. "Still nothing?" Baldy grunted, wiping his knuckles with a stained cloth. He and brown-hair were taking turns now, trying to come up with ideas. Ones that would keep me alive but also inflict pain. "You're one stubborn bitch" he grit out. I coughed. Blood spat from my mouth in red flecks across the floor. Just more to add to the load I've lost.
Artemis White's POV - TW - Drugs, kidnapping, torture, blood, death. Continue at your own risk.Time slipped sideways. I don't remember closing my eyes. One moment, I was hanging in chains, watching the four men leave, cheeks stinging, ribs aching. Next, I'm standing in a hallway of mirrors, fog drifting across the floor. The glass panes didn't reflect me; they reflected other people. Other places. Lillian, sipping strawberry milk and complaining to Mia over the phone that she's exhausted from their extracurricular activities after school. Then she asks if she's heard from me. In another glass pane, Mia is responding while sitting at her desk with her laptop open in front of her. I turn around and see Margot pacing her room, gripping her phone. She's been silent for a while. A knock sounds at her door, George walks in and asks why she's pacing. She explains that she can't get a hold of me, nor can Lil or Mia. She's worried, contemplating calling Benji or someone. She cursed the fact
Third Person POV - TW - Drugs, kidnapping, torture, blood. Continue at your own risk.The buzz began to quiet down, and people started to pour out of their seats, full of energy, chatting, grumbling, or remaining silent with their hands in their pockets. It was a huge affair. Artemis guided the whole group to her private room in the Arena, a large trophy in one hand and Damien on her hip on the other side. The cute little boy was singing the wheels on the bus to himself while pecking at his nails.Lennox was chatting to Arte by her side about how Damien had been recently - The foods he'd begun to show dislike for vs the foods he'd been starting to like. He'd put on some weight and even started to understand which shapes go in which holes in his shape sorter. Lennox wasn't the only one to receive Artemis' kindness and compassion over the years, but he was definitely the biggest recipient of it. Damien was only a week old when Artemis had noticed Lennox's unusual behaviour at school. S
Lucanis Romano's POVMy jaw was throbbing. My brain paused as I stared in confusion, unable to say a word, as this beautiful girl in front of me added insult to injury with her words. I don't know what came over me. The moment I saw her talking to Benji, so relaxed, and Benji looking so happy...Something inside me felt like it was on fire. I didn't even mean to say those things or smack her hand away, but my brain and mouth just...ran away. As she walked away, I couldn't help but follow her with my eyes, blinking like my eyeballs were dry. "What the fuck, Lucanis?" Benji said, his tone a blend of confusion and anger. It took me a minute to gather myself, but when I did, I looked at Benji and opened my mouth to speak, no words coming out. A moment or two later, I finally found my voice, "I don't know...I was going to introduce myself, but my body just...Happened?" I questioned, looking at Benji as if he had the answer to my situation. My best friend sighed, shaking his head. "Well, w
Artemis White's POVI stared at my hand for a few seconds, slowly letting the situation sink in. I could feel the dull sting and light throb from where this rude bastard had just slapped my hand away from him. Beside me, Benji was as stiff as a board. I could smell the sweat dripping down his back."An Ice...Bunny..." I muttered under my breath. Outwardly, you'd never know, but inwardly, I was mortified. I felt humiliated. Never in my life have I chased after someone, and I wasn't about to start now. I was utterly shocked by his words. This guy had no idea who I was - It was my first time meeting and seeing him, and yet he judged me to be as lowly as the girls that flock to the ice rink hoping for a chance with one of the players. "Arte, is your hand okay?" Benji asked with genuine concern in his voice. "Yeah, I just...I was just wondering when you started hanging around with narcissists," I said, raising my head to meet the frowning face of 'Luca'. "First of all, you narcissistic pr