ログインSebastian’s POV“I don’t know where he is!” Ava’s voice comes through the door. Lousy acting, just as always. Pretending to care when there is obvious job in her voice, “I’m so sorry about this happening, but I’m sure he is just over sleeping--”Here it comes.The locked beeped open for Ava’s card, and Scar flinches slightly by my side. I throw my shirt on the floor, pulling Scar into my chest to hide her face.What am I saying, Scar is the worst actor among them two. She could never lie, let alone putting up such a show.I raise my chin to make room for her head. I feel her eyelashes shiver so hard, tickling my throat to roll uncontrolably. I can’t remember the last time we were so close, so...peacefully intimate.I didn’t want to lie, but I lied to her, yet again.S
Scar’s POVI never knew I kept so much tears in me.I thought I no longer cared, and I don’t know which is more pathetic -- caring it about, or pretending that I don’t. I thought I was immune to this man, immune to all the painful and bitter feelings he could easily force down my throat. I thought if I stopped caring, then the pain would be gone.Long silence from Sebastian, and I no longer care. I no longer cared about how satisfied and proud he would be seeing how pathetic I am. I grumbled with my breathe broken by my sobbing. I just want to out the words that has been stuffing my chest so full that I could barely breath.“You still care about me, don’t you?” I realized that Sebastion was hugging me only when his words reached me with his lips pressed against my ear.I shake my head frantically, but he wouldn’t let me go this time. He t
Scar’s POVI don’t know why it pisses me off so much to see him so loyal to Ava even after she showed her true color. I understood him when she painted herself as an angel in front of him. I understood him when he mistook Ava as the girl he saved in the woods.But what excuse does he have now?After her lie exposed? After she admited she has been wasting my blood just to exploit my life? After she killed our baby?The darkness that gulped me is suddenly back. Everything suddenly lost meaning and teate, and I just wants to not be here. Anywhere but here.Depression. The curse is back, and is trying to eat up my mind.I turn to leave, but Sebastian grabs the doorknub before I could.“Move,” I say. The coldness in my own voice scares me. I’m turning into darkness. The kind of pure ruin that would harm everything around me, including myself.The worst is, I can’t stop it once it kicks in.“Don’t you want to know why Silco admitted to be Johnny Vanderbilt when he wasn’t?” Sebastian offers,
Scar’s POV“Mr. Vanderbilt, is there a problem?” The room across 001, 010 opened, and a man walked out.The suits on this man worth at least five digits. I know. Sebastian loved this brand. The man wears a golden framed slit glasses; the eyes behind the glass are icy blue. He is smiling to me, but the smile is dangerous and aggressive.“Since when are the paparazzi allowed in the ship within ship area?” The man who was addressed as “Mr. Vanderbilt” complained to the dangerous man with golden glasses, his eyes never landed on me.I have never met this man in my life, masked or not. I’m sure of it. His aura is so strange to me. I just can’t believe that we are related by blood in any way.Right at this moment, Sebastian’s voice raise in the empty hallway, “Isn’t this the famous butler, Mr. Ethan Williams?”I knew that name. The media called him “The Butler” -- the right hand man of Johnny Vanderbilt, who is basically single handedly dealing with any and every business of the Vanderbilt
Scar’s POVRight, he is still pretending.Sebastian knew I would hear their conversation, but Johnny Venderbilt didn’t.All the courage I gathered to face him dissipated into the air at his reply. He wants to play? Fine. I’ll play!Silco is at home, but Johnny Venderbilt is ON the cruise. I saw him on the guest list tonight. Their system’s defense is weak as a thin paper in front of Lilith, and she hacked in for all the information I needed. She was the one who warned me about the board members, and she told me about Silco, too.[Is Silco home?] I typed to Lilith.Lilith is the only one who I told everything to. I had to confide in someone, and I told her about Silco, about the cruise, even Sebastian’s drug problem. I have only her now.Soon, she sends over a photo -- Silco sitting in front of the piano. Alice by his side.Playing the imposter game now, huh? Good for you, Johnny Venderbilt! Gritting my teeth, I pulled out the list and found his room number. Room 001 on the most luxuri
I would try to talk more, but Sebastian soon found Ava. She is like his protective bubble nowadays, and I find it hard to talk about her evil scheme to her face.Something is coming. I know. As little as I understand business, I can feel the suffocating calm before a storm. There are signs that even a layman like me could notice. For one, the Knight Empire’s stock has been rising like riding a rocket.It’s normally a good thing, but not when scandals about a company’s CEO spread around like cancer.Someone is pushing it. Someone who knows that the higher one rises, the harder one falls.Sebastian’s parents might established the company, but it only made the Knight the biggest shareholder. There are always sharks lurking. Granny fought off hers, and Sebastian’s are coming at him, right now.I talked to Granny. In fact, I begged her to come and help, but she said the company is not in her hands right now. She didn’t take the CEO title from Sebastian, but from the day she announced publi
Sebastian is not exactly avoiding Scar.Three days passed, and he has been keeping a rather regular routine. A light breakfast. A quiet sunbath at his regular spot. A light lunch. Back to his sunchair. A late, lighter dinner. Then disappear from people’s eyes. He always
At the end of the day, Adrian failed to get an answer out of Sebastian.The man seems to have lost interest in everything. He lay on that chair all day until the night breeze was too cold for topless. Dinner was in the grand hall, a fancy buffet. But he didn’t go until most of the dishes were out,
Sophia Green had a stroke.The Greens were leaving at the end of last month, but with their empress paralyzed, they stayed.To “spare Scar the humiliation”, Sophia Green didn’t invite any of her important friends to that private meeting. So only a handful of people knew what happened, and few among
“What’s going on with you two? Twenty years of love, it’s not something you just throw away.” Sophia Green frowns at Ava, an omen feeling in her heart. She doesn’t want Mary to be right about the Fullers, but now she is afraid that Mary just might be.Ava opens her mouth, really lost this time.Wha







