Complete!!!!!! She grew in wealth without the love she needed the most. In a world with customs and traditions, her upbringing was her destruction. She was trained to make men bend their knees at the sight of her smile yet she bores pure innocence. Then, she was sold to the highest bidder for what her family calls an initiation before she turns a woman. What would happen to her? Would she fall in love to the enigmatic prince who bought her? What would happen if she delve herself on her darkest desires? ...... Hot breath tickled my nose and the smell of my favorite vanilla potpourri filled me. I opened my eyes. Gray met me, like a cluster of angry clouds. "Good morning," the guy whispered in my face. His proximity made me hold my breath. The guy won the bidding and I wasn't wrong. His stare held intensity. He backed down, going to his seat, across from mine. My head snapped to the side; the morning lights seeped through the window beside me. White cumulus clouds parted as the plane flew us above the horizon. I must be asleep for too long that they were able to transfer me from the helicopter to the plane. I snapped back my attention to the guy, "What's your name?" I asked the first question that popped in my mind, being able to let go of the building tensions. "I'm An--" A chuckle escaped from the guy. "No need for proper introductions but as you initiated. I am Yulian." He scratched his chin, looking for my reactions, his thick accent indicated Russian descent. "And you, milady is going to be Mi Eliza, my wife." "Wife? But--" I stopped couldn’t able to form the right words to say. "For a year, yes."View More
It doesn't mean that when you decide to leave, you will be forever running. Sometimes you just need the time to sort things out, even birds come back.I couldn't tell how long I gazed at his sleeping form before I turned my back. I left without a single word of goodbye. I was scared. I knew that I might not leave if he tried to beg me one more time. I knew that I would give in to him. I badly wanted to stay but I couldn't afford to so. I forced myself to walk out of the house that morning with heavy feet and never looked back again. I willed myself to move on even if it was killing me. Thus, from that day on, my dreams were haunted by his image.
Memories are the windows to the almost forgotten past.There's a faint noise in the background, followed by soft footsteps. My door opened and I heard momma sing. "Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you!" I pretended to wake up. Momma sat on the side of the bed, holding a plate of steaming pancakes. I anchored my elbow to a sitting position, a smile spread on my lips. "Happy birthday baby girl!" Momma greeted me with a big grin.
Our past will never define our future."Anja, what taking you so long?" Yulian called from downstairs.The past months had been really great and now I'm in my last week of stay with Yulian. I had no idea what was about to happen, how our goodbyes would turn out to be but one thing I was sure of, I have no interest in coming back home. The idea of living in the same house with my father a
Sometimes, you find happiness in the most unexpected way possible. But most of the time, happiness is not a permanent thing. You need to constantly work for it or it will fade within your grasp."What do you want to do now? Do you want to go back to Crestwood?" Yulian whispered in my ears, waking me up. We stayed late at night after mending our misunderstandings. We talked endlessly about every topic you could think of without getting tired. I haven't even realized that I fell asleep until I felt Yulian's kisses on my neck and ears.I stretched out my hands,
If it helps settle the scores, then proceed with the revenge. But if you have regrets in your heart then don’t. It will haunt you for the rest of your life and make every waking hour a living hell.Carlos dropped his hand and instead grabbed the hard drive away from my hand. “You’re the one who took this?”“Yes,” I admitted without second thoughts. He was aiming to hit me again but I stopped him with my hand. “Make me not regret this, why I gave it back to you.”
Know where your trust should lie or else you’d end up with a tear-stained face and broken heart.I had an inclining to why Yulian was missing but I was yet to confirm it. I had waited for hours but he never came that night I confronted Mikhail. I had this regret inside my heart, I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to hear him ask for forgiveness but because of my stubbornness, I passed on the chance. And I was afraid that there won't be another one coming or at least anytime sooner. He still got some responsibility to fulfill with me, that was the only thing I was holding on to. That no matter what happened, he w
You can hide it but finding the truth is never going to be easy.I wanted to throw the phone over the wall and destroy it but withheld the idea. I forced myself to read the rest of the messages on the phone. It was the best course of action to take. I needed to know the whole truth, everything!I rummaged each message with contempt to the owner of the phone. I couldn’t believe the exchange of messages between that man and Mikhail.
You can cover it up with how many layers you want, but a lie is still a lie until the end.After two days of barricading myself inside Mikhail's room, I finally decided to come out. And Yulian was nowhere to be seen in the entire mansion, not that I looked for him, I didn’t. I had no idea if he was intentionally avoiding me or was just giving me space, I begged him. After finding out that I was in his brother's room, he stationed himself outside the door for two nights, trying to get to talk to me. But I was too stubborn to listen. I was too much hurt to even care for any of his explanations. I was convinced that the world was plotting against me.
The best actors don't play their roles, they live in it!I cast my eyes down. "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to snoop. I'm new here." I rubbed my hands together in trepidation. He wouldn't hurt me, right? But if he was any ounce related to the sadist Zoryas asking questions was stupid. Hurting people was a sport for them."Turn your eyes to me," commanded the man. I did as he told me, my heart almost plummeted out of my chest. The man wasn't wearing his mask. He was of immaculate beauty. I wouldn't wonder if he was related t
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