~ Daniella ~
“Daniella.”
A woman’s voice so familiar to me called my attention after the slideshow. The light was still dim yet when I turned around to look at the woman, I could clearly distinguish Ms. Elaine’s lovely face. She was bending low to look at me with a huge smile on her face.
I stood up immediately and rounded my seat taking note that I won’t disturb Erik’s sleep.
“Ms. Elaine, how are you?” I strained my voice to say. I gave her a big smile and after which we kissed cheek to cheek.
“I’m good. I’m good.” She bobbed her head. “Wow. I can’t believe you’re here!”
I shyly looked down.
“Actually, I think of you as the type of person that is conservative and virtuous, yet you surprise me by coming here and more so with the President of the Fancy Pants Club!”
Oh, goodness. Here comes the interrogation that I expect from her.
Sh
~ Daniella ~Once again, our ride back to the chateau was the same: silent, awkward and suffocating, but this time it wasn’t because Erik was brooding, it was because I refuse to answer him when he apologized for what Rohan did to us earlier.I didn’t want to talk about it. I want to forget all of it especially now that my skin is still burning with want... with the need to be sated. If I were to speak to him, he’d notice my trembling voice. He’d notice that I was still affected with the lesson. And he’d notice that I was partly irked of his calm demeanor... too calm for my liking. In fact I bet that’s the reason why our God-forsaken ride had already lasted for thirty minutes. Our ride was supposed to be just ten or less. Why was the car so slow?“Daniella, speak to me,” was his order when my silence continued to drag on.I was looking at my window; my hands were resting on my lap with the rhinestone purs
~ Daniella ~As the saying goes, “Take up the challenges of the present and leave the past behind.” Yesterday was a past I would happily leave in the deep recesses of my brain. I won’t allow it now to hunt me especially that today is my unveiling party. Still, Erik didn’t mention about it last night, but when I checked on my phone the moment I woke up, his message told me the exact information I wanted, but with a different twist.‘Before you go to your ball at eleven, my Cinderella, clean my bathroom first. My bed needs some attention too so don’t forget to change the linens and pillow cases. I’ll be in the gym with Enrique doing kickboxing, so make sure when I arrive, I have a full-on protein breakfast ready.’Tsk. Certainly I feel like I am in a cheap Cinderella movie where I am forced to become a maid to an evil soul. Only the difference is that this remake doesn’t have a mad step-mother but a devil and that devil is in the form
~ Erik ~The Fancy Pants Club seldom throws a party, but when we do, we really throw a party. As the President of the Club, I opt to hold two grand balls. One is done during the month of February which coincides with Valentine’s Day (under Suri’s suggestion), and the second is on October first, which will happen two months from now. Since the chateau’s formal opening a year ago, these two balls had become the talk of the town and because of that, I have received a waterfall of letters by post or by email begging me to invite them in. I am still sorting the guests out with the help of Ian, the club’s most trusted attendant.As agreed, these two parties are the only activity hosted by the club since this is the only time we get to gather outside our so-called Club meetings. However, on this very day, in this special occasion, all eight of the members are present to celebrate Daniella’s admittance into the club. All except Luca of course.
~ Daniella ~“Move your body.”“Yes, that’s it.”“Up, down, straight!”“Again!”“Up, down, straight!”“Again!”“Again!”For about forty minutes, these words were the ones that Erik kept on repeating as I attacked the red punching bag into oblivion... or at least the little effect that it gets from my lady knuckles. This is the reason why they are sore right now and this is the reason why I could feel the burn in my arms and thighs.Erik said to have a fifteen minute break so I used this chance to sit on the gym bench, out of breath with my tank top soaking wet with sweat. I drank as much water as I could to feel refreshed while I watched his back muscles flexing under the sleeveless shirt as he delivered powerful blows on the life-size dummy some distance away from me. He didn’t even mind taking a break himself.I w
~ Erik ~“Time’s up.”That’s what I said to myself vocally before I kissed Daniella.True, time is already up on my part. It has reached to zero with me willingly surrendering my self-imposed shackles.I am done with my charade. I am through with lying to myself that Daniella meant nothing to me when in truth she is everything in my dark-clouded life.Countless of times I am tormented by this bind I have placed upon myself.For the better... that’s what I always chant in my head, but it turned out to be just my fucked up alibi.I truly yearned for her, and so after craving her lips for what seemed like an eternity after kissing her while sleeping, I have finally tasted it again. Giving her a sample in her tummy wasn’t enough.But even with my shackles released, I still had a residual of doubt, especially when she didn’t reciprocate my kisses. With t
~ Vincent ~“Vincent! Hey!” Daniella exclaimed the moment she realized it was I. With her surprised reaction, it didn’t take me long to realize that she was in disbelief.I couldn’t blame her really. Returning to the chateau this early in the middle of our mission was unexpected. Circumstances had me deciding to come back here leaving the others to finish the task, most especially Erik since this mission had something to do with Iopata’s Cloud Blue shipment - his old man’s illegal trails.Of course Erik didn’t like me returning here. If he could put up a tantrum, he would have done so long ago and I tell you, his definition of tantrum meant putting a bullet in a man’s head. But since we are in the same coterie and I am his friend, he couldn’t do it other than giving me a warning glare to stay away from Daniella.I knew that something was up between these two since they returned from Rohan’s session. Unfortunately, t
~ Daniella ~Since I didn’t have anything to do and since Erik told me to clean his room while away, I went there with that in mind.After entering his chamber, I immediately started towards the bathroom where all the cleaning essentials I assume were placed. I scoured the top and down elegant cabinets, determined, and found some rags, a bottle sprayer, cleaning agents and a portable vacuum machine. Putting them in a plastic basket, I felt myself tipping towards Cinderella.Now, I feel I am a maid with all of this stuff on hand.I shrugged my shoulders anyway and continued on my plan, but as I stepped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, I realized that there was nothing to clean at all. The carpeted floor was cloud-white and fresh-looking, the bed, pillow and its linens were in order, and the cabinets and shelves were well organized and free of dust. The same goes to the walk-in closet, s
~ Daniella ~I didn’t have the chance to ask Vincent about the secret rooms during our painting session. He was silent as what an artist should be and I was silent just as what a model should be. It was late afternoon when we finished. It took us five hours all in all, but really a worth-it time as the painting product looked beyond a masterpiece. Well, at least that’s what he voiced out when he showed it to me.He framed it on the spot right after he let me sign my name in the left side, opposite his, and hung it on the Club gallery outside the studio. Right after that, he asked me for another dinner date, but I declined since Suri and I had already made plans to go on another girl bonding time.Vincent and I parted our ways with me feeling the same as before amidst the kiss he gave me earlier. I wouldn’t want our friendship destroyed just because of a moment of oversight in his part.Yes, early in the evening, Sur