Dark fate

The whole day went by with Hazel reading a book in her room, trying get her mind off the current situation. she didn't see Damien after breakfast, she guessed he was out working. She finally got tired and decided to take a stroll around the house, she was still trying to find her way around the house... it was just so huge. She wore a white flare dress that reached her knees and headed for the elevator which took her to the ground floor. This time, she let her hair lose, and it fell to her back.Getting to the ground floor, she was once again amazed by the sight of the cozy looking living room. She walked to the dining area where she and Damien had sat and had breakfast in the morning. Noticing a door at the corner, she decided to see where it led. She opened the door, and was welcomed by a big room that had many utensils. Pots, cookers, fridges, microwaves, even a coffee machine...it was obviously a kitchen.Walking steadily towards the coffee machine, Hazel stared at it, contemplati

The sunlight peeked through the window, hitting her perfect skin. The day had dawned, bringing it with new hopes and aspirations. Her lashes fluttered open slowly. Her eyes suddenly went wide in realization, she had slept off last night. She had been worriedly waiting for Damien to come back last night, reading a book in the living room. But how did she get to her room?She scratched her head feeling confused, then finally shrugging it off and going to freshen up. She had gotten used to the house these passed few days. It wasn't all that bad living in the gray mansion, but she still couldn't remember Damien being her husband.Sinking herself into the water, she enjoyed the feeling. It smelled of lavender. Closing her eyes, she leaned back on the tub. ****"I love you" He said, clutching her hands to his chest tightly"I love you so much, Ariel. Please stay with me" He continued, a tear running down his cheek"I'm so... sorry" She choked out, she was running out of breath"I'm sorry I

The sunlight peeked through the space between the curtains, casting thin rays onto her face. She stared on the bed as she rubbed her bleary eyes, groaning. Opening her eyes, she stared up at the white ceiling, recollecting the event that happened yesterday. Putting the thoughts aside, she took a bath and got dressed in a black oversized long sleeve t-shirts and black cargo pants. She tied her hair up into a messy bun and headed to the ground floor where she sat on the table waiting for breakfast to be served. Soon, breakfast was served, and Damien was nowhere to be found. He must have went to work by now, she thought. Picking up the utensils, Hazel began to eat . She wondered what she could do for him...a mere thank you was definitely not enough. Racking her brain for ideas, she decided to cook for him. He would've gotten hungry by lunch time. She would ask Arman to take her to the Gray industries. Finally done eating, she dabbed her mouth with a napkin and headed for the kitchen w

Done with reading for the day, Hazel decided to take a stroll, skipping down the stairs happily like she had won a lottery. Staring down at the phone in her hand, a smile found it's way to her face, She was happy she had a way to contact him now. Reaching the last step, She noticed Damien sitting beside the fireplace, staring intently at it, a glass of wine in his hands. Stopping in her tracks, she froze staring at him, before sneakily tiptoeing out of the house. "And where might you be going? Damien's deep voice pierced through her ears, halting her. Turning around, she smiled sheepishly at Damien who was staring at her, his brows raised questioningly. " I just wanted to take a stroll, yunno? She said, shrugging her shoulder indifferently He took steady steps towards her, all the while staring at her. Stopping few steps away from her, he said... "Why dont I take you out? " huh? She said , her eyes turning wide in shock. What had gotten into him? Wasn't he a cold dude who a

The party had kicked off at the Kernon's mansion, Elites and business men gathered to celebrate the progress of the Kernon family. The hall was brightly decorated, and to part of it, food and drinks could be seen.There are were still people arriving at the banquet, most of Mrs kernon's elite friends competing for the spotlight. The media was also at the banquet, fishing for interesting news to deliver.Just as Mrs Kernon was talking to some of her friends, a Porsche had drove into the venue.People began murmuring, wondering who it could be.A lady could be seen stepping out of the car just as the door was opened by a bodyguard. Stepping out, her bright blue eyes scanned the place, seemingly looking for someone. Rushing towards her, the media were blocked from advancing any closer."Why did you decide to come to the banquet prepared by the Kernons?"Is it true that your company was supposed to secure the deal gotten by the Kernons, Miss Azule? "Are you here for something else, Miss