LOGINOn her wedding day, she made the most daring decision. Instead of exchanging rings with her supposed groom, she made a live proposal to the city's richest man - Miguel Winslow, rejecting her groom - Daniel. It was a game of recklessness but if it meant escaping her cold family, and her groom whose true identity she has just found out, she doesn't mind not being careful. She is an heiress but has never been treated as one. Many know her as a crying doll and people would never have thought she could be an orchestrator of surprising plans to come. Surrounded with lies, will she ever drown in them as she tries to tame her rightful path? And will the man that never honors invitations but ended up in her ceremony somehow accept her sudden request? _At what expense?
View MoreGradually, a pitched sound crawls into my ears. The typical sound when a microphone just got knocked off. I look up and found Pierre pausing a step by the door. Eyebrows pulled up, mouth agape, eyes dancing around the scene.The light in the room is dimmed so he probably doesn't see the blood.He lunges over seconds later,"why is there blood?" that wasn't a question. It was one asked in bewilderment and 'it has never happened before' ."He seems drunk." I respond, short of breaths.His brows furrowed, then he shakes his head.. "this is bad .""Should... should we take him to the hosp-" "Get Ellie," his voice carries an instruction.My left hand grip my head, every objects doubling. I dig my teeth in my tongue. Blood flooded in along with pain enough to get a hold of myself. I pull myself up but paused. Ellie ? Who is that?"Vanessa" He quickly corrected himself like he just spit ou
I hiccup. Did my forty heads of thinking literally go to the waste bin? "It's... it's just juice, certainly everyone takes that..." I voiced out."Not me. Never like it." Words hung in my throat. A beat at hundred times..my heart counts down.I was too shocked to remember not to allow it show on my face until he raised the question, " why do you look disappointed? You badly want me to drink this?" I curse under my breath before looking up. "Of.. course not. I was just worried you would sleep on empty stomach,"A short laugh burst out of his lips. "Sleep on..." He stops, his eyes closes off only to get snapped open back again. "I am going. You, you should leave too..." In his room ? Going where? My inner eyes poke out of my skin, and I take every little details of his behavior in.His palm shields his forehead, his fingers trembles. His movements irregular.*Well, what did you fin
"Permission for what?" Does he know about my mission. My heart beats fast."To watch me eat." He shrugs. No reaction. Just a straight face. "I wasn't goi-" Wait, that's to my advantage. My eyes wander around the room. So unlike mine where cloths dance on the floor.I set the food down on the small table.I shot him a stare across the room, where he is drying his hair with a towel."A dryer would have been better and faster," I pointed out."It is not about speed always. Doing it like this takes some thoughts off my head." He responded without looking.I nod with pressed lips. "Sit." His next words came out sudden. My brows creased. His back is turn on me, how...?"Your standing there and looking around makes you seem like a pervert." He commented.My face flushes in embarrassment. He cannot exactly put it like so.I plush down on the chair without thinking twice.
The aroma of the food takes over the room. I stood in the kitchen, different ideas popping up in my head. I tail Vanessa to the dining where she served the food. She glanced back at me, "do you need anything,?"I go to shake my head. "Okay. I need to inform boss food is ready," she says and turn to leave.I nod, my mind far off. She was already climbing the stairs when I remember I was supposed to serve him. No, repay a debt. "WAIT."She stops. I inhale. She raise her brows quizzically at me. "Is something not in its right order?""Yes, my brain, " I blurt out."Huh?" "Nothing. Just...come back. I...will serve him." I gestured.She threw me a confused look then looked up the stairs, "sure? That would be nice " she squealed and hop off the stairs.I blink, "you seem excited like a five years old that just got her Christmas shoes."She chuckles. "Uhm, you...are done for the day, right?" I ask. "Yes, ma'am," she grins."Do you have any plan? Go out? Something else?""Asides sleep,
After downing the whole bottle, I find myself on the bed, all drowsy.After a short while, I gave into the sleep tugging at my eyes.Thanks to the story I heard, I've now got a new nightmare to add to my minutes of torment.My heart races and I toss about on the bed— it
I step out of the company, my phone held in place on my left ear by my right hand as I use the other to rummage through my bag looking for my card or any cash to take a cab."Good evening, ma'am." A voice slid into my ears like a wisp of air and I look up to see the driver I had turned d
Janice. . Tears fill my eyes from watching Angela's press conference online. I was standing by the roadside after going to grab a coffee across the office, waiting for the light to turn red before crossing. I'm glad she is finally getting out of her shells but couldn't wait to meet her and ask
I open my mouth to tell a response at him but just slip my hands in my pockets, tired of arguing with someone like him."When the Prime Minister said to declare a state of emergency on the State's state and rate of unemployment, I thought he was being overboard but now I see," the man pa






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