FREMAIt was now five days since the heart wrecking episode and I kept to myself. Well, mostly. Liam was always there to piss me off. Right now, I was dancing to James Arthur's "Empty space", and even as sweat poured down my body, my hips kept rotating and rocking the hell out of the music."I'm alone in my bed,And looking for love in this stranger's bed,But I don't think I'll find it,'Cause only you could fill this empty space.." My voice was high pitched and no doubt a pity, but I couldn't care less as I sang my heart out."What is your plan, guttana? To pull my house down with your croaking?" I heard Eron speak and I turned abruptly, too fast, almost breaking my neck. There he was, in all his sex god glory, clad in an all black attire consisting of a simple collar shirt, with the first three buttons unbuttoned and black trousers. His shoes were equally black. He looked devilishly handsome, and could be easily tagged as the most breathtaking figure alive. He had started growing
FREMATwo weeks had passed since well.. Eron fucked me.I inhaled deeply as I tried to focus on what my home tutor was saying. Apparently since I have been kidnapped, I can't go to college anymore. So Eron bloody Castile got me a home tutor. How nice, right?".. I think I'm losing your attention, hija." The Spanish lady, obviously in her forties said. I rolled my eyes."For the hundredth time Miss Elizabeth Warren, I'm not your fucking child." I said, irritated. She nodded, looking hurt. Dramatic daughterofa--"Lesson's over, Miss Warren. You can leave now." I heard his voice behind me and I tensed, feeling my cheeks heat up as memories of the moment we shared flooded my thoughts."Okay, Mr. Castile. I'll take my leave now. Goodbye, hija." She said and I felt like killing her. I'm not your child, woman!Meanwhile, I turned to Eron, smiling innocently,"Um.. Welcome daddy." I said, making sure he understood the underlying tone in my words. His jaw clenched.Success, I thought."My off
FREMAI tried pulling down the hem of my dress, frowning in distaste at the much skin that showed off. It was a rose gold strapless gown with gold cut off sequences at the sides. It stopped barely above my mid thigh and revealed too much flesh. My ass wasn't something I could hide. I applied minimum makeup and curled my hair properly. I knew I looked amazing even without being told by anyone. "Ready?" I heard Liam's voice from the door. I grabbed my clutch from the dresser table and answered,"Ready."The door opened and he entered."M****a." He cussed, and I smirked. Time to go home, baby. _Eron stood, his back facing me as my heels clicked loudly against the marbled floor. He turned after a while and I could swear his eyes darkened as they raked painstakingly slowly over my body. I felt hot under his gaze and I also very much wanted to jump his bones right there.Crap.One could cut the tension with a fucking knife."Where the fuck do you think you're going?" His voice came out
ERONIt took all my willpower to refrain from killing or maybe kissing her as she sobbed quietly beside me in the car.Ignoring her completely, I drove skillfully fast until I got to the mansion, getting out as soon as I turned off the engine. She got out faster and raced inside, her heels in hand. I considered following her, but then I thought against it and headed to my room.I'll deal with her tomorrow. _"I said I was sorry, didn't I?! You didn't have to kill my fucking brother for this, damn you!" Liam yelled, throwing his arms around."You're next, Liam. You're next to die. So if I were you, I'd start saying my prayers and quit speaking about the dead." I said emotionlessly, as I blew off a smoke. It helped me relax a lot."You're the one who's going to be dead, Eron! I'll fucking murder you!" Liam kept screaming as I gave a signal for my men to take him away."You'll pay for this, Eron! You'll pay for ever laying your hands on Paul!"Standing up, I
FREMATears flowed freely down my cheeks at his harsh words. His men kept on beating up Liam."Please.. Please stop." I cried and walked over to Liam. The men stepped away, probably on Eron's command and without thinking, I hugged Liam."Frey.." He started weakly. I cried harder."Shhh.. Please stop talking Liam, you're hurt." I murmured amidst sobs and he nodded faintly, pressing his lips to my neck and then whispering against my ear,"He's jealous. He did this out of anger, Frey. Eron is not a heartless person. He won't kill me. Don't hate him, please.." He stopped and began coughing brutally. I unhugged him and turned to Eron."Eron! Do something, he's going to die!" I screamed, still in tears. Eron glared at us for a while before ordering his men to take Liam out. I turned to follow them but I was called back."Fremantle."I considered ignoring him but then I turned to him anyways."What?" I inquired, glaring at him."Come here." He demanded, his face impassive. I laughed emotionl
FREMAI laughed at Danielle's joke. It wasn't funny at all but the fact that it wasn't funny made it funny in a weird way, probably because she was looking like she had just made the biggest joke, ever."I know, I know. Don't choke on your coffee with how hard you're laughing right now, babe." She said and I gave her a thumbs up, still laughing. Danielle was a new friend I had made in the last two weeks. She had suddenly become so close. In two freaking weeks, we had a fucking connection.Deciding to head up to my room for movie night with Liam, who insisted he was better and ready to pursue me, I pecked Danielle's cheeks,"Goodnight, you clown. I'll see you tomorrow." I said."If I wake up tomorrow." She corrected and I rolled my eyes."You're gonna wake up, you idiot. Stop saying that. It's negative, and I don't like negatives." I reminded her and heard her scoff at me before I headed up to my room.Dramatic bitch.I got to my room and.. Where in the fuck was Liam?"Liam? Liam, are
FREMAI hadn't heard from him after that. And it had been three years. It seemed like he had finally gotten to his senses and let me go, thereby doing the right thing.It was the right thing after all, right?I sighed and took a last glance at my off the shoulder crop top and high waist Jeans. Simple, yet stylish.Just how I liked it, I thought to myself. I had grown more womanly over the years though, and even if I felt a bit too fat.. The curves were a good enough compensation. Patting my brown hair properly, I noticed it needed trimming and I sighed, brushing it off as I packed it into a messy bun."Mom! I'm leaving!" I said, half-running down the stairs. She smiled at me from downstairs, her eyes hinting sadness. I bit my lip, almost breaking down. We never got used to this. Leaving her was always sad."I'll be back soon, mom. I promise. I'll come home any time from three months permanently and then we'll be together always." I said slowly, trying to sound confident for my own se
FREMA"What the hell are you doing here?" I whisper-yelled at him and his jaw ticked, his eyes shamelessly raking the form-fitting gown which clung to my body like second skin. "I didn't come back for you, Princesa. Far from that." He said, trying on a fake smile.. Which would've probably melted me if it were real. It hurt to know he wasn't here for me, though. But I was older now, meaning I could very well conceal my emotions. "What are you here for, then? Any graduating student you're standing on behalf of?" I bit, even if I knew Eron could never care about anyone else but himself. And he knew that I knew it. "Unfortunately, no." He answered, nonetheless. "I'm here to settle a score with your father. He has some questions to answer." He finished. "Questions? What the hell do you mean by that? I thought you finally left us alone! Why are you back?" I couldn't stop myself from yelling out loud this time. He smirked. "I love the temper, Princess. But it doesn't scare me a bit. Wh