Shawn stood there staring at her back without the chance to utter any word. All he knew was that the archery girl is called Lazy Nightmare and that was because, when he was trying to stop Qinlisa’s bleeding, she told him to save That night… Caspian invited Saffron to his room and when she arrived, the room was dark, but with the moon peeking through the open window, she was able to walk her way to the sofa he was sitting on. “I believe that by now you’ve made your decision. So, I’m all ears,” he broke the silence. Saffron had discussed a resolution with Jenny earlier and now, she finally had her answer. “I’ll marry you,” she replied. Silence swallowed the room for a minute, causing Saffron to wonder if she gave the wrong reply. His face was hidden behind the darkness, so she couldn’t make out what his expression was. She stood there for another minute before he threw a document on the table, “Sign that.”Saffron sat down and opened the document but couldn’t see what was written
Caspian thrust hard, fast, and deeper for some time until he was about to burst. Not to take chances, he pulled out before releasing the stress into the durex before heading to the bathroom. At the door to the bathroom, he ordered, “Go back to your room and clean up.”Wow, she’s not even allowed to clean up in his room. Saffron didn’t linger. She got up and wore her panties before leaving– feeling humiliated and insulted. She didn’t know why he hated her so much. She could vividly remember their first night, it was blissful and he was very gentle. So what happened? Why did he treat her the way he did today? Saffron was feeling sad over this one time, but what would she do if this continued for a long time? ... Five years later… Saffron sat on a long couch in her luxuriously decorated room, close to the window. She looked beautiful but her sorrowful eyes rested on the starless night, longing for genuine happiness that she could no longer identify after five years. A knock sounded
Inside the Clintons’ living room housed hundreds of affluent people. Some were mingling, some were drinking, and others like Saffron found a quiet spot at the corner to sit, but because she tried to mind her business didn’t mean that others would. “My dearest sister-in-law finally showed up. I was wondering if you wouldn’t,” Sebastian walked over with a glass of clear drink he sipped from. Saffron smiled faintly, “Hi,” she greeted. “Hi? Are we acquainted?” he chuckled and stood in front of her. “I want you to come to the garden, at our usual spot, otherwise you wouldn’t know what I’d do.” He turned and left after that with a smile on his lips. Saffron was stunned by what he just uttered, ‘Usual spot?’ they didn’t establish a spot! In fact, they’ve only seen each other three times in five years, he ignored her two times and the third time was when they met at the greenhouse, or was that what he was referring to? With that thought, she got up and headed for the green house. Saffron
“Caspian, it’s your dearest wife, you should go explain to her before she ruins your five years plans,” the sarcastic words flowed casually out of Celina’s lips but her slender and artistically manicured fingers were tightly wrapped around his neatly pressed white color. Caspian looked beyond Celina and his eyes narrowed when he saw Saffron standing dumbly by the door, still holding the knob. “What are you doing here?” Caspian asked calmly and carefully moved Celina out of the way so he could see Saffron without anything hindering his sight. The way he was gentle with Celina sent a blow to Saffron’s heart. He had never for once treated her with so much care, nor has she ever seen so much gentleness in his orbs. Tears stung her eyes and she tried not to shed them. She should have expected that he’d do away with her one day but she never imagined the dead would come back to life. He never loved her but why does her heart ache so much? Why does it feel as though her legs would give wa
The rowdy living room suddenly became quiet when the guests saw Caspian and Celina walking down the stairs, hand in hand. After the initial shock washed off, chaos broke out. Even the other members of the Clinton’s family were stunned. “Mom? Did you know about this? Wasn’t Celina dead?” Asked Talia with shock on her face. “I’m as shocked as you are,” Mrs. Clintons replied with her eyes on the two gracefully coming down the stairs. Sebastian’s dreamy eyes didn’t sway from the beautiful Celina who wore a white long dress with lace sleeves that reached her wrist. Her straight black hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her oval face. She looked very beautiful and young that tears pulled at the corners of his eyes.Atlas was shocked at first but after processing what was happening, he narrowed his eyes at his brother and Celina before he shifted his gaze around the room and spotted Saffron in the midst of the crowd. She looked unhappy. Atlas’ lips slowly raised, “Interesting,” he
When the people heard that, they nodded in agreement. That was plausible. Mr. Marcus is one of the biggest shareholder in a lot of companies and he also has a lot of shareholder friends. When there’s a conflict in the company where his money was, he takes it upon himself to resolve the conflict instead of pulling out his shares, except that the company was heading for bankruptcy. The man wield so much power in those companies that his words and votes are enough to fire any worker in those companies, including CEOs. The most interesting things about Mr. Marcus is that he doesn’t own a company but any company he decides to invest in would prosper without a doubt and also, any company he withdrew from would fall. Some people started to whisper among themselves, no wonder he didn’t vote nor vetoed when the decision to make Atlas the CEO, so it was because he was waiting for his daughter to wake up so he could support his future son-in-law. Brilliant! Saffron heard it all and couldn’t thi
Saffron didn’t wait for too long before she replied, “First Master Caspian asked me to pretend to be his girlfriend and in return, he’d send my brother abroad for treatment. He gave me a room in his house and changed my wardrobe to make it look real. We never shared the same bed.” She glanced at him, hoping to see something in his eyes to give her forced hope, but nothing could be seen. “If you were only just pretending to be his girlfriend, then why are you here? He knew he’d be revealing his fiance today, so why would he allow a mere servant to be in the midst of wealthy people?” Talia asked while glaring at her. “I don’t know what the First Master is thinking. I only follow instructions,” Saffron replied. Saffron’s words held weight and so did Atlas claims as both of them narrated their stories without flaws. Document can be forged and with the relationship between the brothers, Atlas is capable of forging the documents, but what cannot be forged is signatures, so someone from t
“Who is there? Throw this filth out of this house and she must never be allowed to step foot into this mansion ever!” madam Clinton commanded and two guards carried Saffron and forced her inside a car. Once they got to the streets, they threw her out and zoomed off. Saffron didn’t linger. She would have taken a cab home but had nothing on her– her phone and purse were left behind at the Clintons’. As she absentmindedly walked forward, a distance away she saw a park and headed there. It was autumn and the leaves on the trees were lovely. Saffron sat on one of the benches and rested her back on it. With eyes closed, the event of the day came back to her. Reliving the painful memory that caused her stabbing pains in the heart, Saffron couldn’t hold back and cried. She cried so badly that the people walking around couldn’t help but notice her, however no one went to her.Saffron stayed there until nightfall before she decided to return home. But unfortunately, her legs turned jelly and t