Darin's POV "Hey, Angel! Please let me in? I am sorry! You know that I did not mean to say anything that would hurt you. Please, just talk to me!" I plead with her hoping that she would let me in this time. But, all in vain! Let alone opening the door, she does not even reply to me. Okay, I will try harder. "Angel? I know that you are listening to me. You are just being a stubborn baby and not opening the door. Okay, then. Fine by me. But let me remind you something, if you have forgotten. Remember, last night we had a bet and you had lost it. So, you have to give me what I want now, after all rules are rules." I tell her. But still, no answer. I sigh and think that I should give up on that already. She is just being too stubborn for my liking. And I did not say anything like I will be done with her. She just misunderstood my words. I thought she knew how much I love my dad, but still she said to my face that she doubts if he is a good man or not. And just like that, I lost my cool,
Darin's POV Trinn....trinnn..."Arghh!" I wake up with a groan to my phone ringing continuously. Who is calling me right now? And what time is it? I bring my phone which was on top of the nightstand. By now, the ringing has stopped. I open the screen to see it is five thirty in the evening. Damn! I have slept for that long. Well, seeing as I did not sleep quite well the past two days and not even a wink yesterday, it is understandable. And to say I have had the best sleep today would be cent percent true. Having my Angel in my arms while going to sleep is just something magical. Her fruity mint scent overwhelms my senses as well as calms me down. Wierd, but true...but wait, where is she? Maybe, downstairs or in her room. I just hope that she won't lock herself in again. Because I know that she loves me too. I heard her reply before I passed out earlier. She must be thinking that I was asleep but no, I was not! I heard her saying that she loves me back and she also called me by my mid
I feel myself being blessed with utter peace and contend as I stay in his arms. Since the first time I have seen him in the morning, he looked like has not slept well in days. And I was right when he gradually falls asleep while partially laying on top of me with his face buried in the crook of my neck. I can feel his warm breath against my skin making me ticklish a little bit. Wrapping him around by my arms, I smooth my fingers through his locks and he sighs blissfully. Soon enough, he starts breathing evenly and deeply telling me that he is fast asleep. His last words before passing out rings in my head. 'I love you, my Angel.' A smile graces my lips unknowingly. How do I tell him that I am not an angel, but rather a sinner who he is about to hate because he is about to lose his dad just because of me, if he ever comes to know which I highly doubt. "I love you too, Santi." I say, though to myself since he is already deep in sleep. Smiling, I caress his hair gently as I think of me
Darin's POV Inside the parcel are clothes, torn and smeared with blood. I look at mom to find that she has a very blank look on her face as she searched through the contents of it. Then an id and some cards fall from them. I am quick to pick them up and when I do, my heart stops for a second. They belong to my dad. But why do his clothes have blotches of blood on them? Is..is he alright? The cards get snatched from my hands, and I see my mom giving it a mere glance like she is going through a boring fashion magazine and then throws them back in the box along with the clothes. She takes that box with her out to the backyard. "Mom, what are you doing?" I can't understand what has happened to her. Why is she behaving like this? Here we still have to find about dad's whereabouts, or whether or not he is still alive. And she is looking the least bothered by it now. Placing that box in the middle of the backyard, she brings a lighter out. What the hell is she going to do? "No, no, mom!
Tears well up in the corners of my eyes as I see him silently crying out in grief while sitting quietly in the balcony attached to his room. Right now, I am at the Morellis mansion after I am done with Benjamin Morellis and his mafia reign. But what has my heart clenching in pain is that my Darin is grieving his dad's death because of me, even if he does not know that I am the one behind it. Seeing him crying himself to sleep is what I wanted not to happen. But knowing how much he loved his dad, I know that this was inevitable. And I can just pray that he never knows that it was me. "I miss you, my Angel!" He says in a very broken tone which breaks my heart as well. Leaning against the wall, I peek through barely opened door of the balcony which leads to his room discreetly, I close my eyes as the tears roll down finally. 'I miss you too, my Darin! I am so sorry that you are going through this because of me.' He snuggles his into the pillow and gradually passes out. I slowly get up t
"I love you so soooo much, my Darin! Only youuu! Even if you hate me in return, I will always love youuu." I song out as I pout while staring at his picture on my phone. Holding the now almost empty bottle of beer in my other hand. Well, maybe it is my second, no, third bottle. I guess...um..does not matter. I know that papa will be soon angry at me for drinking, but to hell with it! I need it right now and besides, he is not even answering my calls. So, why do I even bother calling him? Maybe he is feeling contented because he has his another daughter with him and forgot about me already? Ha ha! How nice! Everyone whom I love is either shunning me or hating me. But maybe...I deserve it? Chugging down the leftover content of the bottle, I let it roll down away on the floor as I sit there, just staring at my Darin's picture on the phone screen."I love you! I really love you, Darin!" I say as I start sobbing silently. Today is my official last day here because after tomorrow, either I
Darin's POV Dashing out of my room, I run down the stairs to catch up with Mrs. Rossi. And because right now I am a clumsy nervous mess, I trip on my own foot and trudge down the stairs on my butt. "Oumph!" I cry out of surprise. My mom and Mrs. Rossi gasp and run towards me."Oh, God! Are you alright, son?" Mom asks in a concerned tone. I ignore her question and turn my attention to Mrs. Rossi who is all set to leave. "Mrs. Rossi, are you going to your mansion?" I ask in a desperate tone. She nods with a look of concern. "Yes, but are you okay?" She asks but I ignore her question as well. I know that they just want to make sure I am okay but that can wait because if I don't this now, I definitely will not be okay ever! "Place, can you take me along with you?" She shares a look with my mom before looking back at me. I know that they are worried about Dhanishta, and that is why I want to go there. "Please, let me come to your mansion!" I beg her. I just want to meet Dhanishta, my A
Darin's POV I adamantly go to stand infront of where Mr. Baidwani sits on the couch. He should know that I am serious about Dhanishta here. God! I really love her! "Sir..." "So, you are saying that you love her?" Mr. Baidwani asks cutting me off curtly as he lifts his head to intimidate me with his powerful gaze. But I refuse to let down! "Yes, sir! I love her!" I announce to which he seems pleased because the way the corner of his lips lift up a slightest bit tells me that he can see the sincerity in my eyes for her. For my love! "Okay, I believe you then." He says and that really lifts my soul up. "But, do you even know who she is?" He asks then to which I don't have any answer, only vague ones. "I don't know much, but she has told me about some things." I tell him."And what are they?" "Like, she and Arabella are twins and her mother gave Arabella up to the Rossis because she was a single parent and financially unstable to take care of two children alone. And now, after her