Elsa eyes widened slighty in shock.That had unintentionally slipped. She looked around quickly at the murmuring crowd, then her gaze landed on that one person."Chris!"Chris didn't look happy, at all. He had stopped in his tracks when he heard her say that. "You lied to her? Amryelsa, you promised you'll help me.""This is all just a misunderstanding," she laughed nervously. "We are just playing, around. Scripts, acting and all for... a role? Right, Ivy?"She turned to Ivy for rescue but she wasn't having any of that."You lied to me. I was beating myself up for hurting you, everytime. I was working so hard to make you happy and you..." she paused, looking right at her. "You played me. You made us all your pawns and you played us.""I did for us. For peace. Can't you see?""You lied to me, Elsa. You USED me!""And you KEPT SECRETS from me!" She tackled right back."To protect you!" She threw a hand forward, pointing it to her. "All my life I've always done things, deprived myself
"What is that even supposed to mean? Just because I said you called you 'Mine'? People claim things all the time. Besides, it was a club. What were you expecting."His hand tightened lightly against the sofa, he arched a eyebrow lowly at her, like as if there was something he was deliberating not saying."It doesn't mean anything," she assured herself, dismissing how the question was indeed bugging her mind."Is that so?" He drawled. With a finger underneath her chin, he tilted her head up towards him. "I heard you had fulfilling dreams about a certain one night stand. I have reasons to believe that lucky person is me.""I didn't--" she stopped when she felt his hand slip in-between her thighs. "It wasn't you," her voice hitched."It wasn't anyone else," he said against her neck, his lips brushing lighting against it.His hand was now holding a part of her inner thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.Her eyelids slowly fell shut from the sizzling electrifying feeling growing little by lit
She kept on silently walking away.She wasn't worried about running into Jett, he was definitely busy doing something, somewhere.Finally she made it outside and slipped into the car. She would have just called Davies but it would have taken him too long to get a car here for her and by then the damage would have been done.After about thirty minutes since the ride began, her phone started ringing.She reached for it quickly.Could that be Els-- My Christopher?She didn't remember saving his contact that way. She didn't remember saving his contact at all or even requesting for it to begin with.She watched it ring till the call ended. She really didn't want to speak to him. Her phone dinged right after.A text message. It was from Chris and it read;"I know things are rocky between us..."Us? That was bold."But I need to know that you ran away and not that you were kidnapped."What a wierd question.Before she could even stop herself, she fired him back a text."Smartly avoided c
It had taken a while but it finally hit her. They were no longer friends. Workout thinking, she had all the locks changed.Elsa had the keys to the old one and something about that didn't feel so right anymore.She was angry, pissed beyond imagination. How dare she?! She should be the one trying to meet her halfway in all these, not push the blame totally on her. Besides, she had been the one to trick everyone to begin with. How could she have been so blind.Elsa had been very selfish and manipulative.Now that she thought about, she had always been like that.The real spoilt brat here was her!She picked up a bag and started going around the house, dumping everything that was Elsa, or that reminded her of Elsa into the plastic bag. "You are the real devil! I hate you! I pray that whenever you order they get your orders mixed up, and that they sprinkle peanuts all over your donuts, and may you never be able to draw a perfect eyebrow ever again!" She yelled as she got rid of anyth
Ivy stilled to where was petrified, the laughter from the comedy she was watching a while ago now fading away into a distant noise."I'm listening.""Tell Chrslistopher to come and get his human."Just after that, she could hear Elsa shouting again."Don't listen to these crazy Fuckers, Ivy! They are not hu---" her voice cut short.Silence.Ivy's grip tightened around her phone, her breath hitched, her eyes watering with tears. "She doesn't have much time," the voice that had been speaking to her earlier said again, then line went dead.No, no, no, no, no!He didn't give her any information!She quickly tried to call back the number but it was impossible.Then she got a message.It was them.There was the address of where Elsa was, hopefully, and a warning for her not to tell anyone except Christopher. Then there was the time Elsa had left, ticking away.30 mins.***Ivy's shaky hands held the steering wheel in a death grip.She looked straight at the map on her phone, her eyes wate
"What do you mean we are too late," Ivy dropped Elsa gently on the floor. She knew that what he said had a high chance of being true but there was no way she could accept that. "Why are you not calling the ambulance yet? Your phone is right there with you. In your hands!"Then she started looking around."Where is my phone? Where is that freaking little box?!"Then she found it, laying just right there on the floor. She must have dropped it while she had ran in earlier.She picked it up, dialing the emergency numbers immediately."It's too late," his voice was calm. It angered her.How could he be calm about all this? Was it because of what Elsa did? Or because he had no real connection to her? This was a life or death situation. None of that should matter!She snapped her gaze towards him, the phone pressed to her ear."She is still breathing," the words pushed through her teeth as she pointed to her friend who was still laying weakly on the floor."Very faintly," he replied, unfaz
"Tea might help."She heard a voice from behind and she jumped up in fear, her hand raised to her chest like as if to stop her heart from exploding out of her chest from how fast it was racing.She turned to see that there was a dark, tall man behind her, dressed like a butler. His eyes were warm, they had a glint of a brilliant red in them and they seemed to twinkle.How was it that she hadn't heard him coming?He stretched out a teacup to her."It is warm," she commented, nervously, taking the teacup from him with shaky hands. Something about his stare was absolutely unsettling."The Sire is an expert at what he does," he spoke, his voice sounding like someone who had seen too much of the world. "Your friend is safe."Safe, that sounded like a really interesting word because right now, she was starting to worry a lot about her whole safety. Then just as silently as the butler had appeared from nowhere, he disappeared.Wait, was this house hunted? She gasped, looking down at the t
She heard someone clearing their throat some distance behind them and Chris stepped away, looking back at whoseover that was.She looked back too, grateful for the interruption.For a moment there, she was scared things would go out of hand.It was Jett and it looked like he had something really urgent to say."You were right, Sire. It is him."Chris frowned, looking back at Elsa, his frown deepening by the second."I knew it. A trap!" Then he looked back at Jett, "he has been finding a way for me to be indebted to him since forever. By the Blood, he is a Bastard!" He paced, shaking his clenched fist in quick jerks."I wished there was a way to get rid of him already."Ivy flinched. She had never seen Chris this angry before."That is not all, Sire." Jett stepped closer to Chris. He seemed rather calm but his voice showed that he was just as angry as Chris was. "There is a meeting tonight."Chris stopped right in his track, clenching and unclenching his fists slowly."Making a move a