He couldn't believe he spent 3 hours just glued on Gabrielle's couch as he watch her watch Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince after the Order of the Phoenix. She looked so innocent hugging her knees as she focus her eyes on the screen finishing the two films unmovng.It was already on the credits part when Vincent notice that she's already gradually falling asleep. Her eyes are half closed now as she slowly slides on the arm rest of the sofa still hugging her knees.Vincent chuckles at the sight of her.Set aside her glamorous side that was always seen on magazines and tabloids in parties here and there, the Gabrielle in front of him now is not more than a girl."Go to your room, munchkin." He says smiling as she frowns without bothering to open her eyes.Shaking his head, Vincent reaches out to the now-sleeping doctor beside him only to frown deeper when he felt her high temperature as he reached out to carry her."You've fever." He whispers to himself as he pressed his palm on h
It had been almost two weeks now since he last saw Gabrielle. Just right after that night when they first met, Vincent had to fly back to Germany to try and sort things out in the company. He hadn't spoken to his grandfather about his encounter with the heiress of Davis Holding's President Gabriel Davis. His grandfather's mind is already made up. It is either he marries the President's daughter or he loses everything he worked for to Gabriel himself.That is the deal.But Vincent knows that he somehow has to try and save what he can without having to do the merging... without having to marry the young heiress. He has no plans on getting married... at least for now.He's having a hard time admitting that he's attracted to the hot doctor but marrying her is another issue. He wants her... fine. He can't deny that. The attraction was so strong that even up to now, he couldn't stop himself thinking about her.But it is too soon to marry her. If he marries someone, he wants it done because
She didn't know where they were going. All she knew is that Vincent is dragging her out of the ballroom now. He is holding her wrist tightly as he pulls her to run as if it'll be the end of them if she wasn't quick.Gabrielle remained blank and unable to talk even when Vincent pushes her into his car and drives his way down to the city until they reach The Atelier. He stops at the parking lot and stare at the wheels of his car before turning toblook at her still stunned face.He cannot read what is on her mind. There is no emotion written on her face as she stares blankly at an empty space."Gab..."Hesitantly, he reaches for her hand that is now banded with his ring. He saw her eyes drift from the empty space to her hand that he is holding."You knew..." She says softly before pulling her hand away from his touch like he is burning her."You're just like them..." She continues before she unfastens her seatbelt with her shaking hands and opens the door to leave."Gab." He tries stoppi
"Is it true...?" Margarita, Adrian's mother's voice were as gentle as how she remembers it to be even though it is already husky because of falling so ill.She had just been confined to the hospital again. How ironic could it be that just after the announcement of her engagement that she gets an attack again.Gabrielle looks at the ageing woman in front of her. The grace in her face had long been gone because of the strong radiation she is receiving from her chemotherapy. The glint in her eyes are now replaced with weakness and sadness unlike when she was younger and she'd have fun with them-Ade, her and his sisters. They were lilke siblings, she has always been one of them. This woman has always been there for her that she could even call her mom. Shakily, Margarita reaches out for her hand."Is it... decided by your dad..?" She asks looking at her face. She couldn't let her worry like this and she knows she couldn't lie to her as well."It is... because of me? Or Ade?""N-no!!! No,
The alcohol she was drowning herself into runs smoothly down her throat as she gulps the shot of tequila in one go. She is at the bar. Alone.Hating her life. Hating what she can't do. Hating everything that had broken and continuously breaking her apart. Her finger where a stick of cigarette lies in between moves in a circular motion around the rim of the newly served shot glass of tequila in front of her as her mind once again wanders off to the bitter part of her past.That day when her father announced that her mother is no longer with them.10 years ago..."Take a rest, Gab. I know you're tired and upset..." He said before turning to walk out of her hospital room."'Mom... Did she abandon me as well, like you?" She asked with her broken voice. She just couldn't believe that none of her parents were beside her when she opened her eyes."Gabby...""Did she decide to not buy me back like you did? Is money and power more important to her too?""Don't say a word against your mother!
Gabrielle yawns as she stretches her limbs in the middle of the comfortable bed she's lying on. She can feel the ray of light on her face but the breeze of air she can feel on her skin is too cold that she sluggishly pulls the blanket up to her neck to warm herself.Her eyes are still closed and she had no intention on opening them yet. If she were to choose, she'd rather just sleep and not wake up ever again. After all, apart from the terrible hangover she is starting to feel in her head now, she knows that all the pain will just return to her system if she finally wakes up. She's too exhausted and drained to feel any of those now...Life had been too much to her already. So right now, all she wants is to just sleep and pray that when she wakes up, everything will be different.But fuck life, seriously, none of her prayers seem to be heard as she jolts in surprise as the kettle from somewhere in the room snoozes so loud."Argh!" She grunts throwing herself back to the cozy bed she's
Marching her way out of his flat, Gabrielle quickly pulls up the black dress from her knees up to cover her cold naked body as she heads to the door."Idiot!" she grits her teeth as her knuckles turn white clenching it into a fist. She can feel her face heating up because of anger. God! She doesn't usually feel this much anger towards another person to the point that she really wants to punch his face if not murder him."Breathe Gab..." she closes her eyes tightly as she inhales before grabbing her stilettos and briefly looking around for her pouch."Stupid idiot!" she grits her teeth again not finding anything around Vincent's living room.She's already on the verge of screaming and stomping her feet in frustration when she noticed his car keys hanging on the hook on the wall just beside the main door.Not looking around, with the heels hanging on her fore and middle hanging on her fore and middle fingers, Gabrielle marches quickly again to the door and without a second thought, gra
As soon as the doorknob clicked and they got in, Gabrielle allowed herself to slide on the floor due to her horrible hangover, anger and too much exhaustion... but Vincent was quick to catch her fall and carries her to the sofa bed in the living room."Stay here..." he whispers as he was bringing her down, their faces just an inch away. Her intoxicating smell of tequila and expensive perfume together with the natural sweet smell of her skin are all pushing him to stare at her face and lean down to lock her lips with his. But he didn't do that. He knows that the last thing she needs right now is them ending up fighting again after kissing.Like what they always do..."Don't go anywhere." he says combing the locks of her naturally brunette curly hair to the back of her ear."Just stay... here," he says pushing her a little to lean on the sofa, his one arm still wrapped around her neck."With me." he tells her again not leaving her face with his deep penetrating blue orbs as he lets go