"Do you want to touch me?" My mind went stuff. My lips move trying to utter a single word but there's no voice came out. I am just looking at Sain Czar Ildefonso who's eyeing me intently but with a hint of mischief that he's trying to hide in the corner of his deep grey eyes. After a moment of silence, I attempt to speak again. "Y-Your piercing," I pause when I heard myself stuttered. "Can I touch your piercing?" I ask to clear what he's trying to say. The corner of his lips lifted, flashing a smirk as if he is amuse by me. "Yeah," he nod. "I'm all yours, if you want to touch my piercing then go, do it" A dangerous yet sexy smile curved in his tempting lips. I unconsciously bite my lower lip and took a deep breath. I suddenly felt suffocated. He is standing so close to me, we are so close to each other to the point that I could breath in his manly scent. I fisted my hand and keep my inhibition before lifting my hand to reach the piercing in the corner of his right brow. A so
An hour after we left the Ildefonso's Residence, the clear cloudless bright sky suddenly turn dark and filled with heavyweight clouds an indication of inclement weather. The wind seems start to go wild because I could see how those trees sways in a bit harsh and alarming movement. There is already a light rain and I wouldn't be surprise if any moment by now, the light rain will replace by heavy rain fall. Sain is sleeping the whole ride or so I thought? Perhaps, he is pretending to be asleep to dodge my questions and curious stare. I wonder if it is alright with him to come with me when he has a lot of things to do. He's been busy the past weeks to settle the problem that happen during his illegal transactions. For sure his legal businesses has a lot of paperwork waiting that he needs to deal. I don't want him to come with me, can't he feel that? I frown and just focus my attention outside the car window shifting my thoughts away from Sain Czar. The silence between us made me realiz
Luscio Costello my father once told me that I am mean when speaking. That I was not the child he used to comfort every night whenever I come out from my room, screaming and crying because I miss my parents. I become short-tempered, uninhibited, and straightforward. I think the reason why I become like that was because I learned that there was no need for me to show respect to my enemies and I couldn't trust anyone aside from the Costellos so it's better to treat them in the same way. My enemies done shameful things and yet they don't feel bad about it. While strangers and people I am just acquainted with are unpredictable. They are allowed to do things that they wanted, we are not in control of how they think and how they choose to treat us. Life forces people to act in a certain way to protect themselves, a defense mechanism to feel safe. This is what happening to me. The downfall I experienced, the tragedy I witnessed, and the trauma that still keep on haunting my sleep forces me
I was drag back to my reverie when the cold wind blows that seep through the bare skin of my shoulder and legs. I shiver a little because of it that made me hug myself. I bit my lower lip and look at my phone. I need to talk Enzo. I took a deep breath and dial Enzo's digit which he immediately answer in just one ring, as expected. "Hera," My gaze become dead with emotion. I am not Selena Asli Castania right now so I don't need to fake an emotion. "I need you to do something for me" I said in a flat tone. Enzo Stefano. He came from the Stefano Syndicate one of the trusted ally of Costello. He becomes my right hand the moment I become a Costello. I can say that in every mission that I did, he is my support system. He become my shadow, the one who protect me from behind. He is my comrade, a loyal and trusted comrade. I know that he will never betrayed me. "I'm all ears" he immediately response. I start to walk back in forth in a slow pace while watching the every step I take.
His warmth spread to my body and for some reason the tension inside me slowly subside. All I could feel is his arms wrap around me giving me a delusion that I am his damsel in distress and he is ready to save me from everyone.I squeeze my eye shut fisting my hands. I inhaled his manly scent and the lingering trace of aftershave that I find alluring. My mind is not working but on the back of it, I know what to do. I know what I must do and that is to push him away from me, keep the distance between us, not to get swayed with his strange behavior. But why can't I move my feet nor my hands? His hug is different. It stronger, tighter, and warmer than those I experience before. It feels so different, it's unfamiliar yet I am liking the feeling of it. What is happening to me?How come this man possess this kind of hug? He is Sain Czar Ildefonso. He is my enemy...I silently gritted my teeth and swallow the lump lodge in my throat while grasping the fabric of my dress tightly as if I'm as
"Selena, darling we need to talk"The first thing that came out from Sain's mouth as soon as the car halted in front of the main door of the mansion. His voice is calm yet lace of demanding tone as if he doesn't want me to say no and he's not giving me a choice to reject him either.But I didn't listen to him instead I open the door beside me. "I'm tired. I'm going inside" I said in a flat tone before getting off the car.I can't be Selena all the time. I should know how to be Herravie in some situation to make him realize that I am not one of those women who's willing to submit to him. It doesn't mean that I'm the one who insist this marriage then he can just treat me as if I'm some kind of a puppet who will do everything that he wanted and not allowed to complain although I feel bad about what he say and do.He manage to sway my emotion a while ago and I won't let that happen again. I don't know how does his embrace differ to the point that I get lost with it. I don't know how does
My defenses crumble one after another just like how a rocky ice melt under the heat from the sun. His lips is warm and soft against mine too much from my expectation. He is unexpectedly gentle, the way he moves his lips feels like I am some kind of a delicate glass that he needs to hold carefully or else I breakdown into pieces. The tender pleasure is too good to be true and it feels like this is my first time. I have been kissed before, not just once but countless of times but this is the first time I felt something like this. An emotion I couldn't name, a tingling sensation that makes me crave for more, ask for more because I want more of him. Oh no... This is not good, this is getting dangerous.I was about to push him away from me but Sain pulled away and took away his mouth from me which is surprisingly sweet and addictive. I breath heavily while looking at him with my slightly parted lips. I am still taken aback with his sudden kiss and my grip on the fabric of my clothes tight
What is happening? Why does it feels that the contract between us was the biggest mistake I ever did in my life? I feel manipulated. I feel controlled. I can't protest because I agree to it. Was this his plan? I look at Sain Czar Ildefonso. Is this his plan? His words 'I mean it the way it sound' suddenly become suspicious. Was I got fooled? "Mia Signora, are you alright?" I look at Pierro who seems notice the sudden change of my emotion despite the dimly lighted kitchen. He has a sharp eyes. I force a smile. "I am..." I lied. I'm not freaking fine. I wanted to kill someone right now, someone who worth the blood on my hands. "Don't look at her Gustave" Sain hissed dragging me back to my senses. "Shit" Pierro whisper and immediately look away while scratching the back of his head. "Don't get it wrong. I didn't look at her" he explain, sound a bit defensive and at the same time nervous. "I saw you dimwit" Sain growl lowly and hid me behind his back covering me with his tall