A/n: This chapter is edited. **** Then it dawned on me. If Kane answered 'yes', everyone would know that he likes someone. And if it goes on, they must ask him who it was in the next round. Even Kane downed a glass for the next round to avoid saying a name, everyone would make up ideas on their own. But if he was being vague in this simple question by drinking, the people here would take a hint that Kane doesn't want to delve into this topic. However, I personally think this is a good chance. Kane could implicitly confess to Layla here. He might not hear a reply from Layla, but at least he would send the message across and let Layla know that he liked her. With his sudden confession, anyone would be rattled by this. And this was the best chance to rile up Layla's mind without any flies around (Eduardo). Then he could continue to strike and make Layla into him. After all, Layla would be with our team for some time. Kane would have plenty of chances to be with her and cultivate f
**** "Say something dirty to the person in your right." Everyone looked to my right- which was Kane. They gulped nervously as they watched Kane's face darken. Paul was targeting Kane through me. Kane glared at Paul. But the latter played innocent. "Common, I'll teach you if you want." Paul even winked at me. This man wanted to be hit, huh? You can target Kane any time you want but not through me, please! I glanced at Kane. He was obviously irked by Paul's command. I glanced at glass filled with liquor. Obviously, this is the time when I needed to drink. However, this was a strong liquor. I have a couple of strong drinks because of Paul, and I could feel the heat on it in my body. The night was not deep yet. If I drank plenty now, I would be drunk later and who knows what kind of secret I might spill out. After all, I have never been drunk. I could trust my back with Layla around. However, there were secrets that even Layla doesn't knows. It was my shameful secrets that
The game continued. I felt that my right side was hot so I inched closer toward my left.Wayne, who was on my left, leaned on me and whispered. "Does Kane have hots for you?""What? Of course not!""Why not? You are a lovely and beautiful woman. Why won't he like you?"Lovely and beautiful...That's a description that does not go along with me. However, it came from Wayne, not from Paul. So it might be sincere. I kinda feel embarrassed."He likes someone else.""Oh." Wayne glanced to my right. He then smirked and whispered, "But I don't think so.""??"I could not help but glanced to my left and met Kane's accusing glaring eyes.What is this man angry for?It was him who followed that ridiculous command.Kane inched closer toward me. I was suddenly sandwiched between Wayne and Kane."Hey, move away for a bit," I said to him in a low voice. Kane's body heat was greater than Wayne's. And I was more conscious of his presence than Wayne. But Kane did not move."Kane, move a bit! It's cro
I thought that I could dodge the bullet after that dare. But the game continued and I was put in the hot seat twice. Since the truth and dare were too much below what I could tolerate, I chose to drink and ended up drunk.I don't know how the game ends after that. I could barely remember Paul and Wayne offering to get us home. It was a bit noisy but my drunk self could not understand the whole situation.I don't even know how I got home.I tried to stand up but the nauseous feeling crept up. I feel shit and uncomfortable all over the place. "Agh. I'll never drink again." I don't want to experience this damn hangover.I checked my phone and was shocked to see that it was past ten!How could I sleep so late?!This was the first time that I did not hear my alarm clock and slept passed my waking up time. I immediately stood up. Despite the aching in my head, I took a bath. It alleviates the dizziness a bit. When I arrived in the kitchen, I saw a soup with a medicine tablet beside it. T
If Layla learned we were scheming against her, she might get angry that I am meddling in her love life.But, she could not get angry at Kane. Since Kane barely participated in my schemes and even wanted to be fair and traditional when it comes to courting her.He was honest and romantic from the start.I started to get nervous. I was afraid I made their little progress go down the drain because of my drunk talk.When the waiter left, I immediately asked Wayne to continue.He recounted the story based on what he heard from the back seat. The blurred memories in my mind were becoming clear little by little....After I passed out from being drunk, Kane wanted to drive me home. But Paul and Wayne did not agree. So Wayne could only offer to drive us. Layla also came with us and the rest went home as well.While we were in the car, I vaguely woke up and happened to sit beside Kane in the backseat.Seeing Kane's face, I started to let out my frustrated feelings."You..hic...fush'trating man
There was a moment of silence. Kane's jaw moved. "I did not ask for your help. It is you who offered to help me. Why? Is it because I am pitiful? Look at yourself first before pitying others." Kane passed by me. But then he stopped and glanced at Wayne who now came out of the car. "I see you are busy having fun outside that you won't even care about your safety. I hope that man bears the responsibility when something goes wrong." Kane then left. He disappeared into the house. I remained standing in the parking lot. His words echoed in my mind. 'Look at yourself before pitying others...' Those words were like blades stabbing at my heart. In Kane's eyes, I am someone who can't pity others because I also look pitiful? What does he pity about me? My weakness in everything? What does he know about me? He wouldn't understand how I struggled since young and what kind of troubles I went through just to keep following the path that I chose. He knows nothing about me! "Stella..."
I immediately helped Wayne to sit up. Wayne was patient, but no matter how amiable a person is, being pushed so harshly like that was going overboard. Wayne looked angrily at Kane. "What are you pushing me for?" Kane also looked stunned that he pushed Wayne suddenly. He stuttered, "I....I did not intend to use so much s-strength." Kane recovered his senses. Like someone who had done nothing, he even blamed Wayne. "Besides, I saw you touching her. What are you planning to do?" "I am showing him my sample drafts. Of course, we have to move closer so he can see it. He did not touch me deliberately." I explained. Kane frowned. But he did not speak. He took my cup and drank from it. "Hey, that's mine!" Kane ignored me and finished the whole cup. He then went back to his position and pretended nothing happened. I was in shock. "Kane, you are not even going to apologize?" Kane looked away from us. "...." How can he be so shameless?! I was so angry that I am about to nag him
It was around summer when Stella first met Kane and Layla. She was a rebellious nine-year-old who felt like the world was against her. For a child to feel like that at a young age, she was under so much pressure that it affected her psychologically. She deeply abhors music and Victoria who forced her to do things she doesn't like. As usual, her mother Victoria dragged her to attend a social gathering where other aristocratic families attended and forced her to socialize. For the young Stella who doesn't have the freedom to do things she likes and was abused mentally, being forced into a crowded place where there were many people who resembled Victoria was pure torture. In her young small world, there was only restraint, threats, coercion, and unhappiness. All judging eyes that stared at her were piercing, making the young Stella cowered in her shell. At that time, if she had not met Layla who appeared and saved her from the bullies, she must have not endured the torture for so lon