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The last time I remembered coming to the Plaza was probably about a year ago. Despite, it being one of the largest shopping malls in town which also practically owned by my best friend's family, the place was far too luxurious and superior for my own taste. It was not those kind of places where you could feel free to roam around in a pair of sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt— the outfit I most of the times preferred. The mall represented luxury brands and services only. Therefore, you probably got the idea of the vibe it carried.
Stepping inside the building, I believed if we were back in biblical time— that was exactly how Jesus would feel like whenever he stepped into the room. Everyone bowed respectfully at Luke's presence meanwhile I, received a few looks and a lot of weird glaring.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Serran
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The ride back home in Liam's car was awkward. He was driving— clearly pissed and I was sitting in the passenger seat— thoroughly terrified. At the highest speed the vehicle could go, he went. Speeding his sleek-black Lamborghini down the highway and headed straight back home.I breathed out a sigh in relief when the car drove up the driveway and parked safe and soundly at the main entrace. The guards hurried came forward as if they knew we were coming and opened Liam and I's door for us. I stepped out, thanked him, and glanced up to see Liam already making his way inside the house. I tracked him down, following his loud stomping footstep upstairs and to the west wing of the mansion.Once, we had arrived and entered Liam's zone of the house, I made up my mind and brought myself to his attention.
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By the time we reached home that day, it was already half past nine. I was exhausted and so was Liam. Not only that I was drained from the long day of walking and talking, I was also tried from getting my hope up after another. My jaw was sore from how many time I left my mouth hanging wide open, thinking that I could finally get to say something to Liam but then he went ahead and took just another phone call after he ended one. It was like suddenly people from over the world wanted to talk to him the same day and time I had to talk to him the most.It was killing me. How unclear the situation between us was but as of now, he still hadn't done or said anything to me about the whole kids' thing rather than showing me the contract the other night. I guessed after all, I might have just overreacted this whole thing.The car took a sharp tu
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"Do you trust me now when I said you look absolutely stunning today?" My mother whispered under her breath as she took my hand from my lap. I flashed her a weak smile.It had been almost a month since the last time I met my parents and the first thing they had to say to me was how pretty and beautiful I looked in my wedding dress. There was no explanation, excuses— whatsoever. Everyone went on pretending that everything would be fine. Even my three brothers, who I was positive Papa had said something to. They remained strangely quiet around me.When the limousine arrived in front of the church, my breath hitched. Blood began to drain from my face as I took Papa's hand and we got out of the vehicle."This is it." I heard Papa murmured under his breath and we began to walk inside,
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"You ready?"No."Yes." Turning to Mama, I flashed her a toothless smile and we made our way down the hall. I breathed out a sigh in relief seeing the second floor of the lodge house was currently empty but swallowed back a lump of fear down my throat when the first floor was the very same.Quiet. Yet, not so peaceful.Through the big glass window on the side of the house overlooking the garden, I watched as our guests said good-bye and went their separate ways. Only few people remained behind, counting silently in my head.Mr. Luciano and Mrs. Luciano, The four Luciano brothers, Giovanna and my family.A hand squeezed my shoulder and I turned.
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The next morning I wake up, everything was a blur. I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling and rubbed my skin against a soft linen bedding. A breath of relief escaped my lips when I rolled to the side and there was still a good distance left in between the two of us.Liam was sleeping. Next to me. Soundly and peacefully. His chest heaved up and down slowly following the soft pattern of his breathing. My eyes involuntarily traveled downward as I observed his toned chest. My heart raced and heat rose up to my face accordingly. I gripped harder onto my comforter and quickly turned away.What the heck was that?My imaginary went wild. So wild that I had to force myself to shut my eyes and gave my mind another rest."Hello?"
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"London."My muscles stiffened at the dark deep voice and I watched as Lydia and Kitty's mouth slowly parted into a gasp. They quickly looked down. Clearly, was too afraid to look at whoever that was standing behind me in the eyes, they ducked their heads low."What're you two doing here?" The voice asked and immediately, Lydia answer."W-we just finished with the clients, sir." She stammered.A short pause was added in between his calming breath before he said, "Get back to work."The order was short and easy yet impactful. Lydia and Kitty gave a knowing nod."Yes, sir." They both voiced in unison.
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Two weeks had passed since the Meredith incident and Liam and I had eventually moved back to his mansion. Everything returned to its normal state as exactly as it was before we get married but worst.I became lonely.Dreadfully, lonely up in my bedroom.In the morning, Liam left for work. His returning schedule also was unpredictable. Some days he came back very late at night and there were days he came back a little earlier but he would either spend the rest of the evening in his office or go out. I did not see much of him and neither did he had seen a lot of me. It was like we were not even living together, or let alone married to one another. We were like two strangers sharing the same floor inside this vast mansion. From time to time, our names were mentioned in a conversation but
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"Liam, I-""Where have you been?"Getting out of the car, I stood still. His tall body was hovering over me and I could hardly breath through panicking."Liam, calm down." I heard Luke hissed from beside me as he jogged around the car and approached the two of us."Don't make me repeat myself, Saint." Liam uttered furiously, "Where the hell have you been?!" This time his voice was loud enough to make me jump.Tracing my tongue along my bottom lips before hardly bit down on it to ease my anxiety, I kept my glance down and my head low. I didn't want him to see how horrified I was. I didn't want him to know."Liam. Breath." As Luke's h
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