MasukClarissa placed the drunk Natalie on the sofa in the living room and covered her with two thick blankets before heading back to the balcony.“How is she?”Antoine asked, staring at the sleeping figure through the glass door and held Clarissa’s hand as she sat on the recliner.“Wasted.”She answered, taking the goblet and took a sip, savouring the taste but Antoine’s scoff made her frown and she nudged him with her elbow. “What was that for?”She asked, bemused by his reaction. Antoine filled his glass again, addicted by the taste of wine which is surprisingly sweet and looked into the living room, making sure that the doors were closed. “It’s weird to see you both on good terms.”He said, expressing his opinion. Natalie was a bitch to Clarissa, tortured her when they were kids, made her life difficult in school and even refused to acknowledge her as a step sister let alone a sister but now they are like inseparable. And it’s really an eyesore for him to watch their epi
Natalie looked at Clarissa in fear, frightened by her long silence.Did she really hate her?She shouldn’t have brought this topic at all because she didn’t want to be hated by her sister.In the past five years, she grew attached to Clarissa as she got to know about her a lot, had a better understanding of her character and realised what she had missed in her childhood. She regretted her actions from the past and wanted to make amendments. She finally came to the consensus that nothing can be more important than a familial bond and she has it with Clarissa now.She didn’t want to lose it.Clarissa frowned, looking at the empty glass in her hand deep in thoughts. Natalie gulped, feeling nervous with each passing second and even Antoine straightened his back, looking at Clarissa in confusion. What is she thinking about?“I don’t know.” Clarissa said, breaking the ice but it didn’t help Natalie from feeing anxious and the poor girl, lowered her head in guilt. She knew it
The night fell, dropping the temperature in the air, bringing the cold winds to the city from the hills, filling the empty streets with winds.Clarissa laid on bed with Mattia after a memorable dinner and read him bedtime stories, putting him to sleep. Meanwhile, Natalie and Antoine gathered in the balcony, wrapped in thick blankets, cuddled on recliners and served themselves with drinks. “Delicious! I miss this taste.”Natalie moaned with her eyes closed as she sipped the wine, the bitter sweet liquid quenching her thirst, taking her into a fantasy world. Antoine sighed, rolling his eyes at her exaggeration and sipped his drink, stretching his long legs and put them on the railings. Just then Clarissa pushed open the balcony door, rubbing her hands as her body shivered from the cold and quickly occupied the recliner beside Natalie, covering her body with the blanket. “That’s really fast.”Natalie said, surprised to see her sister join them earlier than expected. “Is he
Antoine put on his jacket and set his hair with his fingers before spraying the perfume around his neck and stepped out of his bedroom. He came to the kitchen and took the bread from the basket, taking two big bites hurriedly and checked the time on his wrist watch. Clarissa slapped his hand which is trying to take another bread piece and glared at him for stealing food. The party hasn’t started yet and he is eating already. Greedy cat.Antoine winked at her playfully and quickly stole a grape from the fruit bowl before popping it in his mouth and left the kitchen, saving himself from another hit. “I am off to get the cake and pastries. Do you want anything to add to the list?”He asked, grabbing the car keys from the wall hooks near the door and wrapped the shawl around his neck, getting ready to go out. “Yes! Here.”Clarissa shouted from the kitchen and ran out with a list in her hand and handed it over to him .“Come back soon.”She said walking him to the door and A
Clarissa woke up the next day, her heart jumping in excitement to celebrate her boy’s birthday. She kissed her sleeping son on the cheek and quickly washed herself before stepping out to do the arrangements for the big day. “Bonjour!”Antoine greeted, entering the kitchen, his voice hoarse and squinted his sleepy eyes at the woman who is actively roaming in the kitchen, her hands skilfully cooking the breakfast. “Bonjour!”Clarissa greeted back, not sparing him a glance as she cut the fruits like a master chef.Being a mother promoted her from businesswoman to a chef and she enjoys feeding her son with her hand cooked food. “Sorry! I woke up late. Bad dreams.”Antoine said as he dragged the chair from the counter and slumped his body on it, his hands clutching his hair as though he is hit by a hangover. Clarissa’s hands paused for a second as she lifted her head to look at her friend, her brows furrowing in worry.“Pour yourself a cup of coffee.”She said, pointing at
Antoine stood in the living room, looking at the decorations with a smile and sighed. Clarissa had been planning this for a week but her one mistake ruined the surprise.She cannot be blamed though because the boy is too smart.He put the remaining scattered decorative items in the box and put it away before going to the kitchen, to get the vase and set it in the middle of the coffee table.It’s done. He retreated to his room after turning off the lights in the living room and laid on his bed, closing his eyes to get some sleep but it is far away from him.He looked at the ceiling, deep in thoughts, his heart wavering, struggling to push away the unwanted memories but they are rushing back like a tsunami.It’s Mattia’s birthday. A day of joy and happiness. Something to celebrate and have fun but it is also the day he experienced a heartbreak for the first time in his life. A terrible one precisely. It has been five years since the incident happened yet his heart ached whene
“Boss!”“Boss!”Victor chased after Nicholas, running behind him to keep up with his pace as he held the notepad in the air. Nicholas didn’t bother to respond to his assistant’s cries as he made his way into the elevator and pressed the button of the floor where his PR team is racking their bra
Clarissa is in deep slumber when someone banged on her bedroom door, waking her up from a beautiful sleep.She was dreaming about something glorious but she was interrupted, upsetting her mood even before she started her day and carefully got down the bed.She placed her hands on her now visible
The heavy animalistic winds which growled all night subdued in the wake of the dawn, the light rays penetrated the black clouds from the sky, swallowing the darkness, illuminating the warmth, a fresh start for the world to begin the day. Nicholas woke up from his sleep due to the continuous buzzi
The silence in the office, the guilt of his past actions, the weight of his responsibilities pressed on Nicholas so hard that it didn’t subdue the pressure on his chest even after smoking two cigarettes. He lit another one, the memories of his engagement night flooding back at once with intensity







