PLOTTING HER DEATH. DOMINIC'S POV. The coffee shop had brewed in my morning with the expected aroma and flavor flying through the air. I walked in glancing at my wristwatch, I needed to be done here on time. I looked around just from the entrance and there she sat. Focused, expecting. And how did I know? Her eyes had darted the whole place and head turned to all angles in search of no one else but me. From my view, I could see her tapping her feet against the tiled floor.She was nervous, I saw. And finally, her gaze landed on me once my shoes started to click against the floor, not just her but others looked over and majestically as always, I brushed off their stares off my body as I readjusted my tie and made my way beside her. “Dominic.“ She called once I stood just beside her. “First, no greetings plus I thought courtesy demanded you ask me to sit now that you called me here?“ I taunted, voice soft yet laced with every scorn I tried to communicate. “You are here now. I just
LUNGING THREATS. SIENNA'S POV“You cease being my daughter from this day.“ He roared, with gritted teeth as he could barely contain his rage. And that was just fun to watch. I would stand — still, firm and strong that no one gets to me, nor would I be moved by petty prices to make me stop. Why? Cause this was all about me. It was the story that got interesting day by day although directed by someone, it takes a different flow now. With one click of my back feet against the accelerator, I zoomed off to Harper's apartment. She had not been back from work but had the keys weighed and I felt guilty I would slow her progress of moving out of the residence later than she had planned but she tried to make me feel better by saying she was slowing the progress herself too. I pouted as I pressed the phone to my ear..“The keys are under the foot mat just by the door, momma.“ I groaned as we both said our byes to each other. I crouched down low just to pick out the keys and placed the foo
AN ESCAPE PLAN. SIENNA'S POV.The night felt cold and foreign even though I had been used to it. I could hear my heart beat even to my ribs that it felt like I was going to tear. My heart pounded in my chest as I hurriedly threw out my belongings from the wardrobe to a suitcase. Just clothes that I tossed into the bag without care, and at it, a picture frame fell onto the floor from the nightstand beside the bed with a shattering sound as the glass scattered over the floor but I didn't care. It was the wedding photo of me and the monster I got married to. I bit my lips as it felt like the photo breaking was a symbol my life was finally in shreds or rather.. every tie to this life here was breaking. My lips trembled as fury and fear swirled inside of me, yet I longed for freedom. I repeated to myself —I choose not to be caged anymore, not by my father or even Julian. No fvcking body. My knees buckled and so I sat a while by the edge of the bed looking all around at the walls th
AFTER THE KISS. SIENNA’S POVI walked away from him. Away from the men who always thought to pick and let me go at convenience. I still had not gone out of the shock my body felt as he slams his lips on mine but once he continues, the shock I had felt earlier that caused me to stiffen my body turned to disgust. I hated the fact he took me by surprise and not only that, the way he had seized control as if I was nothing but a mere possession that had less value. I hissed, I felt humiliated with the way he had gripped me by the wrist and dragged me out letting the people stare at me but I was not going to let them have the amusement that they stood by to watch while murmuring over their clinking glasses.I thought within myself — even though I was nothing but a mere possession, tonight I was going to play value on myself, I was not some cheap slutNow that I had walked away after venting my anger on him by sending him a slap across his face, I grumbled. How dare he? Who does that af
JULIAN'S POV. I sat with a drink in my hand for hours at the gala where the walls spoke of old money and desperation. It lingered as disguised in the air like a laughter. The chandeliers shined on just like the pretense that clouded every shining face at the occasion and the sound of glasses clinking onto each other felt like warning bells. For some reasons, I was yet to know the reason why my palm became sweaty. I sat as I swirled the whiskey I had in my glass and tasted the bitterness before it even touched my tongue.Tonight was not about business. It wasn’t even about charity. It was a war between other investors. And Sienna why was going to be here? Fighting for funds for their company.At the thought of her, he presence dawned on me and I froze immediately not knowing what to do like a kid who just saw Santa Claus and was motionless. Her expensive chocolate mist perfume filled the air that was once polluted with the stench of hard alcohol.Before I even saw her, I felt the sh
SIENNA'S POVI stood by one of the many tables that had wines and servings behind him and sat by it as I grabbed a glass of sweet juice in hand. Restless. I smirked as his eyes hovered on me constantly. “Hey beautiful.“ The voice came in, gentle until it revealed a bulky sized man. “Hey, Mr …?“ I said, trying to let the conversation flow. “Yes, that's my name, it means …” We spoke for quite some time as I was left giggling all through and pressing my palm unto my mouth to muffle my loud laughter amongst the crowd as some constantly looked over. But damn! This bulky guy's humor was everything. I chuckled, then dryly once I found Julian's gaze still resting on me. And then I leaned in towards 'the bulky guy's' neck — “Please play along,” I begged, he nodded as I let myself touch his arm lightly before resting my head on his neck. He went rigid. “Go on. Hug me, someone's watching please.“ He obeyed but my eyes never left Julian who shot daggers towards and with a smirk, I watched
THE DRUNKEN KISS. SIENNA'S POV “And it is just because the company is my future or maybe not? There are employees here whom I cherish. I choose to make life better for others.“ I said smiling — sly and proud of myself as I walked out of his office with a heart of fulfillment. I had said those words to his face and just that? .. That was a promise. Meant to be fulfilled. Changing pawn to a queen's dominance. And with that, I walked away from the office and as I headed out, the employees still gathered, their gazes pressed on me. The one that softened and the ones that glared but none of them matters. I was in charge now, or rather, I chose to be. I smiled as I walked back into the car and drove up taking in the nature and beauty of the grasses and flowers that laid beautifully on my way home. The drive was slow and I enjoyed every bit of it, slowly and slowly the serenity of the road washed in my eyes — and I was home. I had arrived home, peace washed over me and it was all t
CHANGING THE GAME. SIENNA'S POV. I stood over by the pool that had my reflection on it as the light around the house casted a glow of lightening on it. With my hands rested on my chest, I recalled the way Julian had accused me. It was not new, only that this time, his taunting words carried meaning or maybe that was how I saw it? Still.. I would stand on the thought that I had seen his strength falter and that I actually saw a glint of jealousy. My heart troubled — Does that mean he meant what he said? That he loved me? Was it that Julian just had difficulties in expressing his feelings as all he does is to show off cold to everyone? I bit my lips as I let the thought flood my mind while hitting my toes softly against the carpet grass when my baby moved. I stilled, happy. I was reminded of the child inside of me. I paused. She heard all I thought of in my mind? I took my hands to my stomach and started to stroke it as if in rhythm and it was as if, the baby inside of me, moved t
EDWARD'S SILENT DEAL NATHANIEL'S POV. I did my very best to execute my torture without getting my clothes stained. I didn’t want to start answering questions as to how I spilled paint on my body. The phrase, “A painter can’t paint a wall without getting stained.” Was something I totally disagreed from. I could paint a whole building without getting stained so long I took my time. I took the phrase as an experiment executing it on the bloody man that was right in front of me.I was enjoying every bit of it, the smell of the gasoline keeping me active. He coughed, his saliva pouring onto his clothings, his sweat had also left him all wet. Now as he saw me walk in and closer to him, he trembled, scared more than earlier. I saw his legs shake in motion and his eyes? They widened like a ghost was approaching just that now, it wasn't a ghost it was a grim reaper that lived and was merciless. I scoffed at his struggle. “I could have left you just deformed the way you are. But just thi