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Chapter 23: Rules
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His Battered Possession Chapter 24: His cuss
“No! I need my momma! Momma! Momma! I need my momma!” That’s the first thing I heard the moment we reached the hallway very near to her room. A deep sigh escaped on my lips when Tangerine stopped from pushing the wheelchair I am currently situated. I could even feel that her body got frozen and was rooted in place due to way she’s holding the handle of the wheelchair, so I diverted my gaze to her with a confusing look even it is so difficult for me to do so, but she didn’t even looked at me and her eyes were focused on the man in front of us who just appeared recently, ready to enter Leira’s room. My brow instantly got knotted upon watching their every reaction while staring with each other like they haven’t been talking for years. Their eyes are shouting with something very interesting and intriguing. Is there something between them without my knowledge? I pressed the holder of the wheelchair where Tangerine is holding, trying to distract her, but her mind is still out from her
His Battered Possession Chapter 25: Mother
“You should have rest. Damn it.” He cussed under his breath with a clenching jaw, making me almost heaved upon holding myself together, for the mint fragrant smell coming from his mouth invaded my nostrils which is so addicting. No, I shouldn’t have think about it. I need to stop fantasizing him.If I could only slap my mind, I already did it.I still remained silent with a very pressed lips and my tongue was placed behind my teeth, for me not to say anything even my words are for complains and such. “Stay still,” he commanded, but I didn’t followed him and tried to tilt my body for him not to be the anchor of it, for him not to control it. “I said, stay still. Damn hardheaded wife,” added with the lowest voice he has, for he is fully aware Leira is just beside us, peacefully sleeping after the long hours of doing her tantrums. I know he is just holding the last rope of his patience while holding me with gentle, which is so unusual.With my eyes still silled with emptiness, I tried
His Battered Possession Chapter 26: Lost Child
I got frozen the moment my eyes landed on my mother’s pair of blue eyes. It was filled with worries, guilts and vulnerability. My heart began to shatter into fragment as I roamed my eyes around her body, back to her face. My mother changed a lot which made me want to cry my hearts out. She changed without my watch and I know I am one of the reasons why she became like this. I have been so selfish. Damn. Why the heck did I cut the ties between us before? My mom looks so weak and restless. I could feel it. She don’t deserve this. I gulped, trying to control my tears. But it started to pool from my eyes without me knowing when she stepped her feet towards my direction with a slow motion. Good thing, Tangerine held her arm to support her since I could see that my mom is now too weak to handle it alone. “Mom...” I uttered upon cracking my voice in a whisper. I gulped countless of times upon thinking the first thing I want to say from everything I have experience without them. Every sing
His Battered Possession Chapter 27: Garden
After that serious talk with Tangerine, she bid her goodbye for the reason that she still have lots of works to do, but she gave me an assurance that she will visit me again or set a schedule for us to have an alone time together. It’s been two days since I got discharged from the hospital together with Leira, and here I am, thinking what to do upon watching lots of maids who are roaming around the mansion. They were busy doing their whatsoever, and that made me feel so dizzy upon thinking they will be doing that for decades. What the heck is happening? I am not used to this kind of setup. I am already okay of having only Leira and Steffano in this huge mansion, taking a grip on myself upon finding a way on how to finish cleaning the huge mansion in just a day. And then, boom. This happened. How ironic.I was just sitting with boredom, looking at them cleaning to and forth. Don’t they have time for a break? They had been doing that since I don’t know when.Leira, on the other hand i
His Battered Possession Chapter 28: Naughty Leira
I can’t help but roll my eyes nonstop as the car keeps on running so as my blood that keeps on boiling upon thinking that even until now, my decision is still invalid. My curses are always evident everytime the road becomes rough. Steffano has been driving for I don’t know when, which annoys the hell out of me. He didn’t said where we will be going and I didn’t even dare asking him about it, for my pride is just not at it. No way. I don’t know why I got dragged with this situation, where in fact I already dropped my words; that I will not go anywhere if he will be with me throughout the trip. Yet, here I am questioning my existence in this warm uncomfy seat. He knows how to annoy me, huh. He really is having fun of making me look like an idiot.I can’t help but to look at Leira who is quietly sleeping on my lap upon hugging her favorite stuff toy. It is her who made me join their trip, even the doctor insisted that I should have rest, even if it means I will be left alone in the h
His Battered Possession Chapter 29: Breakdown
I walk without my consciousness in the hallway while my both hands were busy tying my hair in a messy bun. My eyes are still not fully awake due to what happened last night, but I have no choice but to start my day and get up to bed, for the reason that Leira will never stop bugging me around until I open my freaking eyes. Good thing she left after I stood up, so I then did my morning rituals, took a quick shower and wore my sleeveless black top and high-waisted pants since that’s all I have in my luggage, before going out of my room. My wounds were very visible and I no longer put a bandage on it since it is now healed but not fully. The reason why until now, my eyes keeps itself from closing is because of Leira’s naughtiness. Steffano had no choice but to do whatever the kid wants since she started whining. So, he stayed and slept with us last night. Good thing Leira is in the middle, but still, I could not sleep upon knowing I was lying the same bed with Steffano. The worst thi
His Battered Possession Chapter 30: Barbeque
I was silent for the whole day upon watching them having fun in front of me as if nothing happened lately. Leira came back to playing after being drowned in the pool, and here I am, sitting with peace, thinking how did my breakdown happened? All I did is to hug myself, think how to make myself feel better for me to end this day with a smile on my face. I took the glass of water Steffano prepared beside me in case I am thirsty. That’s what he said. I didn’t expected to experience that kind of breakdown again. I thought, I am fully healed after another trauma, but I guess, I am still stuck by that certain trauma. Do I really deserve to feel and experience this kind of life? As I was looking at Leira who came back to playing beside the pool, her mother’s eyes instantly captured my mind, so I tightened my grip to the handle of the bench and took a deep breath for me to calm down again. I can’t help but to reminisce the happening of me, being in a certain car accident with Leira’s mo
His Battered Possession Chapter 31: Walk out
“Hmm... I know. Tell me once done. Yes, Hon.” A gulp escaped upon my throat after hearing him saying that and tried roaming my eyes elsewhere for me to end this gulping session of mine. In the end, I decided to take a very deep breath before walking towards Leira to play with her, and also, to stop myself from eavesdropping. It will only up me to no good. A moment of silence instantly came, then a hundred of reasons why I should despise him instantly popped like bubbles in my mind, so I slightly tilted my head upon unconsciously nodding in disbelief upon watching the kid joyfully playing alone in front of me, trying to ease her boredom. I pressed my lips togethr, thinking I almost forget how I hated him days before this set-up happened. Good thing, I didn’t bit Steffano’s bait after being teased by his I-don’t-know-how-to-call-it thing. I gulped once again after realizing that I almost ate his bait. Almost but I didn’t. Maybe I should be thankful to his mistress that she called
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