ログインvictoria pov “Kill?”Naah that was overboard, i was thinking kidnap, or get her to run and never come back, but kill? A hard no. I drew in sharp breath. “I have better options Christopher—“I didn't ask for your negotiation skills.” He cut sharply. “Do you think magdalene would spare your life if the cases were reversed?” “Battles are won, kingdoms are brought to their knees, only by a ruler who understands the cost of sacrifice.” “And if that sacrifice is self?” I countered. “Then you lose it and seek for redemption elsewhere,” I chuckled weakly, “All for Lucas?” “All for what you deserve.” He answered. I shook my head, “i cant.” “Five years is a long time to be alone Victoria.” A wry sneer escaped his lips again. “Im not a murderer Christopher.” I fisted my hands tightly by my sides. He narrowed his eyes and pulled his suit jacket together as he took a step closer to me. “If you don't, then i promise you,— he said, his words hanging like a metal bell over my neck. “eve
Victoria pov I adjusted my white dress and fixed the gloves back on my hands. “Are you okay?” Becky rushed up to the entrance, panting. “Yeah, of course, why?” I sniffed in deeply. She tilted her eyebrows up, pointing her thumb behind. “ i thought i saw Lucas storm out, with some lady by his side.” She said. “Oh uh yes i guess.” “Well, i think you should know something…” she said,I shook my head lightly, brushing her off. “I uh, i dont wanna talk about it becky so. Please. Lets just drop this.” I choked out. She nodded sympathetically and extended a curt smile. “I was going to say i might know something that could make you feel better.” I chuckled bitterly. What? So now I'm the depressed and dumped newly wed who desperately needed some sort of asylum? Well news flash? I dont need to wallow in more self pity than i already do. “…..so what do you think?” Becky squealed excitedly. I lifted up my eyelids to meet hers, her eyes were bright and alive compared to the red puffine
LUCAS POV “Hey.” Maddie said softly as she folded her hands together underneath the large sweater she was wrapped in. She looked cleaner, fresher and collectively bright I cleared my throat, unsure of what to say or do, i just simply held on to her door knob as the thousands of questions echoed through my mind all at the same time. Then she looked over her shoulders and around, then shrugged her shoulders. “I guess we have a lot to catch up on…” she said finally, a small smile breaking out on her cracked lips.“Oh uh yeah..” i chuckled nervously, “ i guess.” Was this really happening, …was she awake?, my heart juggled through all the many things i wanted to say to her, all the letters i sent to her, all the wasted years i spent searching for whom my soul was without her. “But this is quite a pink room.” She chuckled quietly, I bit back a chuckle, holding it back with a fist of my hand, “Truth is, -—, i designed this specially for you.” I took a step further into the room. her
{now playing: earned it by the weekend } Lucas pov She was right. Damn it … she really was, if the press as much as suspected anything they would drown us with their rolling cameras. So I moved closer to her. She kept her eyes wide open, filled with questions and uncertainties. They were a bit swollen and glossy, I could easily tell she had been crying for so long. But why? Then her lips parted slightly. This was the nearest I’d been to her since the hot and mind blowing session at Carcassonne, I could feel her heat bursting through the tiny space between us, This wasn’t happening—, fuck Lucas ….I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. I hated her …I hated that she broke my trust and left me for dead!Then slowly a line of tear rolled down her eyes, running into her plump lips….”what are you doing Victoria?” I mouthed inaudibly, tracing the warm liquid around her lips as she closed her eyes shut. Damn you. I crashed my lips on hers slowly, my heart raced, maybe this was a wrong ide
Victoria pov “Miss Victoria,?!” Becky’s shrill voice cut through the hallway from behind me, I stopped still,holding the flowing remains of my wedding dress in my hands. “Were you ever going to tell me you were getting married?” She asked, “or was I just going to pick up bits and pieces from the news?” I scoffed and turned around. She was putting on a floral pink dress, just like what any maid of honor would wear on a ceremony of her close friend. But this wasn’t a wedding, it was just a contract. “Are you c-crying?” she asked stepping forward, “Uh—, Becky,” I breathed in sharply. “ I I wish I could explain to you but these past weeks have been —tough” my throat tightened. “Lucas and I, we have our differences now and I don’t think we will ever be the way we used to be…” I trailed off, wiping off the rows of tears running down my right eye. “Wait.” She chuckled hesitantly. “Then why did you marry him.” She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “I didn’t have a choice.” I answe
Lucas pov "Remember not to screw this up." My father walked in and stood at the entrance saying. He was suited up in a plain white tuxedo suit, casting a sharp sync with his grey turning white hair. "You look dashing." I stated blandly. Nearly rolling my eyes."It's a cause for celebration, or don't you think so?"he asked, I scoffed, cause for celebration or blackmail? You never cared about my activities-, I wonder what sparks your interest now." I shrugged out the black tie painfully suffocating me. He looked around the empty room with his lips pursed tight, casting judgmental looks on every item his eyes fell on and then lingered a bit longer on the tossed tie. "Julian was good with Knotting ties you know." He said,"And then he died." I shot back. " I don't need to remind you that it's a wedding and not a memorial.-,oh wait," I tipped the end of my chin now saying, "Is this even a wedding or a set up for your astute hate for Maddie. You know what?-I don't even wanna talk abo
(THROW BACK TO THE MORNING AFTER DINNER AT CARLS ) "Leaving early?" Carl stood at the front door, arms folded. Lucas nodded swiftly. "Gotta problem with that?"he asked, "Oh, none at all." he smiled tight, walking up closer to Lucas."I heard the noises last night, the screams,
Three hours later. "Becky, you don't have to follow me. Im fine," I smacked my bloodshot lipstick in the mirror and pouted at her face. "Miss Victoria... You are still staggering, okay let me drive you at least." She suggested, "I just want to make sure you are safe."There w
I pushed through the blinding tears and retreated my footsteps slowly. "no..." I continued to repeat to myself. "no..""Vicky... please...Vicky wait ..." Carl hurriedly picked up his briefs and dangled Into a pair of trousers."yes, that's right Vicky.... run before it gets late
"Trisha!" I screamed into the phone. "guess guess guess what!""Im just coming from the phone store, it had a fault and that's absolutely the reason why I'm calling this late." I said in between breaths smiling from ear to ear. " Easy darling easy....you sound so excited, what







