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One Of The Many Victims
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Friday | Crown Building “Sir, I just received an invitation from Mr. Barkley. He says he would like you to come to a dinner party at his mansion next Saturday,” I say to Mr. Crown politely as he is sitting in his chair, his fingers running across the keyboard of his laptop.“Refuse the invitation. I already have plans this Saturday,” he orders with high authority.“Noted, sir.” I type something on the iPad I am holding, composing a response for Mr. Barkley's invitation. I scroll down to unread messages on his emails and finds a message from someone that impacts me such. I hesitate for a bit.“You have a message from Barbara Lang, sir,” I stutter intermittently.Mr. Crown pauses and the faint sound of the keyboard suddenly vanishes. His eyes casts up at me. The same eyes that used to look at me with interest. But now, beneath those blue eyes oh his is pure nothing but ice.“What does she want?” He sighs disappointedly, like he has received a message from someone who's in debt with him
Deadly Affairs The Day The Universe Collapsed And Is Reborn
After my shift ended, Jean and I met at the local bar we used to go to.The bar is loud and reverberating, and looks downright painful to the eye. Disco lights dances and spins, a catchy playlist of nothing but disco songs fills the establishment with power and energy—the exact opposite of what feelings I possess the whole time I got here.Women wiggle their bodies like worms, quietly offering themselves to potential one night stands while men decide who to pick. Stereotyped situations like this never get old, and it can never be denied because why else would sinners go to bars? To get laid of course. “This is your suggestion?” I shout over the ear splitting sound that colonized the entirety of the establishment.“This is everybody's suggestion!” Jean shouts back.“Why else would you visit bars like this? To drink your troubles away of course. To get wasted!”Jean howls and begins to wiggle, influenced by the catchy music.“Come on! Dance!” she bubbles, shaking her limbs, dancing ero
Deadly Affairs Extension Of The Cosmos Itself
Entirely unprepared for the physical impact of the man, I cease to breathe. From the way Jean would glance at the two of us, it must have been obvious from her; Sebastian's eyes and mine sharing the same comprehension. I don't realize her existence at first, too stunned to even look away from this handsome specimen. It should be a crime to look this attractive. If that would somehow be a law, this man would be guilty and most likely sentenced to death. Our gaze settles for a moment, but for me it seems like I am counting everyone's fingers.I should still be in agony. I should still look gloomy. However with the surprising presence and the mysterious blaze of his charisma deep within those eyes of his, all the negative emotions suddenly seem to slowly disappear. He's not Jordan Crown, but he also has a bad effect on me.Jean clears her throat, causing me to shake my mind off of my reverie. I look away and avoid the man's gaze, who seem to be doing the same.“You almost forgot that I
Deadly Affairs Her Knight In Shining Armor
Saturday | New YorkI open my eyes and cover it immediately, troubled by the warm light that the sun has bathe me over. My head feels heavy and I almost feel like I'm inside a spinning wheel. My stomach grumbles, intestines wiggling like worms. I look around and find myself lying down on the back of Sebastian's white pick-up car, covered by a blanket. I look at myself underneath and realize I'm still naked. I collect my discarded clothings and put them back around my body accordingly as I remain lying down to restrict views from anyone.I push my spine up and sit down on the floor. I glance around the beach. It's so lonely, so calm and tranquil. It's so quiet that I can hear the faint sound of the waves waffling against the sand. The wind blows to my face, but it almost feels like nothing but a kiss from nature. The surrounding feels so peaceful. It almost feels like Earth was reformed and goes back to the state of hers which she's proud of—and the sun—shining through the billowing c
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Part IISunday | Sebastian's Condominium“I am a vocalist of a boy band named, Metal Flower,” Sebastian introduce his full self to me.“I also write poems and paint stops occasionally when I'm not occupied with something important.”“Metal flower sounds the best thing to name a band,” I say sarcastically.“It has a deeper meaning. It defies and defines beauty and innocence at the same time. Flower signifies beauty and purity, metal signifies boldness and strength. It's why we came up with the name,” he answers “What do you actually do for a living?” I almost giggle as I fix my position on top of his topless torso. “Me? Well for a living, I sing. If you want to know what my job is then you're not asking the right question,” corrections Sebastian. “What do you mean?” My face contorts a serious expression.“Well, singing is what I do for a living. I feel more alive and happy when I sing. That's not a job. That's more of a passion than a job. But what I really do to survive,” he utters,
Deadly Affairs And So It Begins
Shades that vary from blue to dark blue spread over the horizon as the sun all the way down. The wind feels cold and comfortable as the vehicle ascends the hill.His pick-up car pulls to a stop just outside of the gigantic gates, presumably the only access to the isolated mansion. It's a castle-like mansion. Made mostly of greystone. The path that leads the car in front of the house extends almost as wide as the structure itself. The surrounding is clean, house architectured aesthetically pleasing. The stone and wood detailed structure is framed by flickering gas-lit lanterns and would look astonishing in the evening. The whole lot that surrounds it is vacant. No overly designed grasses, no pool and no fountain of some sort. Just literally a beautiful mansion made of comfort on the top of the hill, isolated from the life of civilization.“This is your mom's house? I ask, digesting each beautiful detail of the house as I climb down from the car. Sebastian gets down from the other side
Deadly Affairs A Troubled Stomach
A sickening wave of terror wells up from my belly. Maybe I lost my mind, I don't know if I actually have because I am not paying attention to myself. My eyes, mind and my world settles on the person staring right in front of me. Surprise is an element I enjoy, but in this situation, it speaks otherwise. I remain on the chair, rigid with overwhelming shock that immobilizes my body like toxins. My stomach knots, contracting into a ball as I force myself to burst out of the petrification this man has given me. The surrounding appears blurry and the only person who has my spotlight is the man who broke my heart just weeks ago…and it so happens that he's my boyfriend's brother!“Y…you know each other?” Jade's voice manages to come to my senses, but even that didn't pull me out from my reverie. None of us responds. We just freeze there in silence, digesting what the display is in front of us—whether it's true or we have something in our heads. But no matter how much we try to shake our
Deadly Affairs Truths Forever Locked
The minute I arrive at Jordan's office, I am suddenly struck by a volt of anxiety, theorizing how he would react after the revelation yesterday.Out of all the people I have worked for, Crown is the earliest to rise. At seven when I arrive, he's already at his seat talking to someone. I sneak across the room as two gentlemen are preoccupied with their discussion. Jordan is reading a notebook which must have been handed by the man seated in front of him. He looks professional. He must be a project manager reporting to Jordan.I sneak to my office, silently hoping he hasn't noticed me yet. But it would sound ridiculous would it? Hoping not to be seen by the man who literally is with you the whole day. “Keila.” Jordan's nonchalant voice is enough to send a crumbling sensation inside my stomach. I swallow hard, slowly delivering my attention to the man.“Mister Crown?” I manage to speak, in a whimper of course.“Make me a coffee please,” he says coldly, eyes still intact with the pages.
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