Adagio~I haven't finished my work yet, and it is already midnight. It has been stressing me out more than ever because of the home and work chaos. It's as though I sleep with Aster every night since she won't sleep without me.Not that I care, but it's annoying to go home and see that face of hers the moment I enter. She is always around, taking care of me, which I clearly didn't ask for. I got up to leave. I took my bag and coat, and suddenly I heard a knock. I wondered who it would be at this hour. Mostly everyone has left. A part of me assumed it was Aster, but then, to my surprise, the door opened, revealing my brother. What on earth is he doing here? "What do you want?" I asked. He blinked in disappointment. I do not wish to greet him or see his face right now. "Have you slept with Aster?" He asked with a shaky breath, his eyes so much more than fear. "You came all the way to my office to ask that?" I asked him uninterestingly and in shock due to his stupidity. "Did you?" He
I stood in front of his door, waiting for it to open. I was there with many thoughts in my head, and they had been there for a long time. Arlo, where was he for three months, and then he reappeared after my wedding?He does not even live with his family anymore. I just jerked out of my thoughts when the door opened, allowing the light to hit my face. I squinted and saw Arlo standing with a crimson face and tangled hair, a blanket covering him. He hardly kept his eyes open.I moved quickly and grabbed his hands in case he lost his balance. The interior design was nice, but his place was a mess. Empty cups and takeaways are everywhere. I looked around and saw the living room, which wasn't too far from the door."Hold me," I said to him, offering my support. I locked the door behind us and led him to the sofa.He sighed with delight as his body hit the sofa. I looked around to see the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen to see drugs, fruits, full trash, and unclean dishes. I sighed as I to
Writer's povAster was in her own little world, preparing lunch for her darling hubby. She is working so hard to make things okay with Adagio. Arlo, on the other hand, was making every attempt to make up with her.Aster found herself in the midst, of giving up but not losing hope. If it weren't for hiding secrets, it could be less of a burden for everyone. Isn't that only going to worsen the crushed and buried problems? Aster has always been an enjoyable and selfless person. No matter how many times people crush and break her, he wishes them the best.Right now, she wants Adagio to be happy and carefree. Take him back to when he was a peace and didn't need something to drown his sorrows. If he ever needed anything to help him forget his troubles, she wished it would be her.James, her driver, was on leave today, so she was preparing to drop over his lunch by herself.***She smiled at the employees, who greeted her with respect but mostly out of dread, not for their jobs but for their
Yesterday's incident is still running through my mind. All of my outburst of anger, or should I have some kind of panic attack that consumes when this fear of losing takes over?At that point I stand with a blurry vision of the future; it feels so lost and hopeless. I know what it took to sit here with power and authority. The thought of it vanishing from my hands sends this undeniable frustration and anxity. After all, it was the only thing that was putting the breath in me. What drives me crazy is that Aster is walking into my office like she owns all the rights that possibly exist over me. No one ever dared to cross my office; the sound of breaking and wrecking would scare them away. I was convinced that she only stepped in without being aware of the damage I could cause. I hate how she coolly controlled my one hell of a mood. I am in denial; I cannot accept the fact that the sight of her, the sound of her voice, and the warmth of her touch made me feel. It was as though a sudde
At this point, is it even worth helping Adagio? Never seen a man more adamant than him. It's almost impossible change his mind. I always believe deep conversation can open minds, but Adagio just won't let me speak. He always says something to cut me off or to make me dumbfounded. All these rantings and complaints about him push me to the edge of giving up on him. But deep down, I know Adagio has faced things that his heart is covered with metal. Not just any metal; it's something that does not give into, care, love, worry, or any kind of affection. Having thoughts line up in my head while I was just sitting passing away my time, not knowing what to do. I have done everything I could possibly do in this house, and no one can continuously do the same activities over and over again. Adagio never permits me to go out alone. If at all I want to go anywhere, I have to take James with me, and that's annoying having someone follow your every move; it's also suffocating. I heaved a heavy s
Aster~The sunlight glistened on my face. I heaved a sigh as today was my wedding. Who would have thought I would be getting married at the age of 20? Definitely not me. I wanted to proceed with my higher studies but it all came crashing down on the day I was informed of my marriage.They basically signed me off to a wealthy man, Adagio Amato. I have known him since I was eleven years old. I would only see him occasionally. I hardly speak to him because he is too intimidating for someone like me. His brothers on the other hand are just pure gold. Adagio has a very quiet character, his cold intimidating gaze could make anyone piss their pants. He gives the driest replies to whatever question it may be. People would give up trying to speak to him. Adagio and his family are engaged in a huge business which makes them filthy rich. Whatever they owned screamed money and power. The amount of respect and power that family alone holds is ridiculous. It made me wonder why they would marry
We took pictures with our family and left for our reception. I had to change into another dress. It was one hell of a reception. The place was packed with people. People congratulated us.I pretty much stood in the same place that night. Adagio was busy with the guests and so was my family. My college friends came in and gave me company until they had to leave. I did tell them about the contract though I shouldn't. I trust them. They consoled me and told me it would be fine. Of course, it will be... When we get a divorce. I can't get my head around the fact that this has something to do with more than just money. Or maybe just money but it seems to have a bigger story behind it. How do I know it? My guts tell me so.Just the look in my parents' eyes tells me there is something deeper than just this contract marriage. "Hello, Aster!" A voice chirped joyfully breaking me out of my thoughts. It was an unfamiliar face that awfully looked just like mine. A silent gasp left my mouth in s
As soon as we got to his mansion, I immediately went to bed. It is rather large. The mansion, with its ornate chandeliers and antique pieces. The flooring made of marble exuded opulence. It included a television and large couches.And he had a dog!Micha was his name, and he is a sweetheart. He's actually lying next to me at the moment. I could sleep for three more hours, but it was eight in the morning.Adagio hasn't spoken anything since we arrived. Although we were meant to share a room, I was too afraid that something might go wrong. What if he made me lie down with him?I'm craving food. I'd best head over to eat. I just pulled my hair back into a bun, gave myself a facial wash, and brushed my teeth before going downstairs. Micha came up on my heels.A few maids greeted me, and I politely answered. It appears that breakfast has been prepared. They made pancakes.I ate silently until I heard a blonde girl come down the stairs. I was slightly perplexed until I realized it was one o