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Diana MatthewHello! I'm Diana, your author. I want to thank you for coming this far into this novel. I appreciate it. Please, don't forget to vote, comment and review, it will mean a lot of me.
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(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW) I was released from the hospital a day later but stayed bedridden for the past four days. I did nothing in my room but stare at the ceiling of my bedroom and today is just another boring day. I can't even train till my leg is healed and the championship is in four days. My life sucks. At this point I can just forget about racing till the next championship which is months away. I exhale a sigh just as a knock comes from my door before it clicks open and my dad enters. I roll my eyes and turn on my side. “Do you think you're up for an outing?” “What do you want, I broke my leg,” I retorted without turning to face him. “The doctor said you can move it around more as long as you don't stress it. You have been lying on your bed, I thought we should go out and have fun, you know Father-daughter fun,” His words make me arch to face him and instantly I meet his eyes that carry a spark of genuineness and a smile of fondness I’ve never seen before. Is he for real o
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 27
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)“Are you sure you can do this? Someone can always take your place,” The team manager asked for the nth time since I showed up at the stadium on the day of the championship keen for the race.I'm already dressed in my tracksuit. “It's fine,” I retorted for the nth time as I put on my gloves and I'm getting ruffled now. I know my body better than anyone, if I feel my injury is going to be a nuisance, I'll gladly be one of the audience outside. “No it's not fine and I don't believe you know how disconcerting this situation is. This is a championship that comes once a year and we need that medal. I don't want you going out there and spoiling things for us. Everyone has toiled hard just for this championship!” I sent him a look. “And you think I haven't been working hard, that's the whole point of me wanting to race because a last-minute change of a racer spoils things as you put it. If I can't race today, I won't be here,” He smacks his forehead, evidently he's
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 28
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I hate him—I hate Damien Velasquez! I wish I could screech it. He always had to show up when he was least anticipated.“Hey, Raven, are you okay, you've barely touched your drink,"The voice hauls me out of my reverie and I realize I'm circled by my friends in a pub, having an after-party after the race an hour ago. I flash them a smile and grab a can of beer from the table, open it, and take a few gulps and quickly, they go back to chattering among themselves while I go back to my wandering thoughts that traverse back to Mr. Velasquez and they stay there.Why did he show up at the stadium today? Evidently, he couldn't be there for the race or he just went there to see me fail and I disappointed him.The thought puts a smile on my face and takes another gulp of my drink but then I realize, why do I allow him to simulate me so much when I know nothing about him? Why does he always cross my mind every single time? Probably because I think of him as a challenge an
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 29
(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I wake up staring at an unfamiliar awning with bedim lightning. I blink repeatedly, trying to get the blur off my vision and then I hauls myself to a sitting position on the bed I find myself on; I let out a cry that has me lifting my hand to my head but touches a bandage wrapped around it, the new knowledge makes me pause and tries to think what the heck happen. Slowly, I look around my surroundings. The bedroom is ample and has a glass door that leads to a balcony. Its colors are lavish yet austere with a sofa in the middle of the room and a table underneath a rug. Where the hell am I? The question loops in my head and slowly, I put my feet on the floor; that's when I notice their bareness and that's when I notice the white sleeve collar shirt I'm wearing with nothing.I gasp. Someone took my clothes off when I was out? I hold my head, making an effort to recollect what transpired and quickly, everything comes scampering back.That creature, the unspecified
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(RAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW)I disdain dresses but if they look adorable on me and Mr Velasquez likes them, I don't see why I shouldn't wear them.Ahvi has remarked on my bizarre demeanor of shopping for new clothes but I shrug it off. I will tell her everything some other time.I grin as I stroll towards the lift in Damien's company in a dress, hair dropped on my shoulders neatly; I even did makeup today.I step into the lift and it takes me to the top floor. When I stepped out, I saw a secretary’s desk at the corner with a lady behind the table and Damien’s office door beside it. I move toward and give her a smile when she looks up at me.“Hi, is Mr. Velasquez in?” It will be a waste of effort if he isn't.“Do you have an appointment?”I beam. “I don't need it,” I retort and leaves her table, heading for the door till a new voice intrudes.“Hold on!”I turn, finding an unfamiliar lady with a black suit and a pair of red heels. She walks towards me elegantly. “Mr. Velasquez is having a m
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 31
{RAVEN’S POINT OF VIEW}I live for every kiss he gives me, from my lips to my neck, and I never want his lips to stop moving. I hold him close by the neck while he has his strong grip on my waist and with a swift movement, he lifts me onto his table and alight between my legs, kissing me properly. The action makes me smile between kisses. I suddenly break the kiss and look into his eyes with a vast grin, “I can imagine you tossing me around like this in your office,”A look glistens in his eyes and his grip on my waist tightens as if to prove a point and I feel it. “Naughty,” he breathes against my face.“You like it,” I say back and move back to kiss him again but promptly a knock comes on the door. His head whips to the door while an efflux of panic rushes through me and my hand travels down to his chest to push him off but he stays unmoving.He looks back at me with an eccentric look in his eyes. I don't know what he's thinking but he holds the look for long before breaking contac
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 32
{RAVEN’S POINT OF VIEW}“What's the meaning of this, Raven?!”That's the first thing I heard the moment I tread into the living room after leaving Damien's penthouse.My Mom, who's sitting on the living room sofa flips her phone on the table in front of her and casts me a poisonous look. I advance and take the phone from the table, it's an article with a photo of me racing on my motorcycle with the headline ‘The Grey's been Deceiving the Public,”I roll my eyes and drop the phone back on the table. Her eyes petrify at my dismissive look. She bolts off her seat. “Is this true, Raven? You are part of an illegal racing squad?” “That’s what it says, doesn't it?”She points her finger at me. “Don’t you dare try to play smart with me, Raven! Do you take me for a fool,” suddenly, she's walking towards me, grabbing my arm roughly and tugging me close, her finger digging into my flesh. “I will ask you again, Raven. Is this true?”I meet her eyes; they are harsh and leaden with anger. I say.
The Cursed Passion CHAPTER 33
(AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW)Vance has been gone for weeks; not that it's any different but still it's different, it's like he took a part of my heart with him and now that part is uninhabited and throbbing, things wouldn't have been this if he hadn't made me obsessional to his touches and kisses in just a short time.Yes, my feelings are mystifying and unnatural but I've already gone past that point, right now I just want to see him or hear his voice, I craved his presence like a deer panting for water.“We are here, ma,” I come out of my thoughts at the sound of my driver's voice and that's when I realize we are parked at the front of the mansion. I stayed unmoving inside the back seat of the car and just stared at the home I only came to start living when David married my Mom.Perhaps, it's just my imagination but inside there has been strangulating lately. It's like my senses of comfort and protection are gone. I exhale a sigh. “Thank you,” I say to the driver and finally get out of
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