By five-thirty, I had gotten word from my father that Lucas and his family had just landed in JFK. At least he was in New York already, but I doubt that thirty minutes can suffice Lucas' time to get ready. When I said my thanks to the women who fixed me a few minutes ago, my stomach was turning once again and the dizziness made me sit on my bed for a few minutes before I gathered up the courage to change into my burgundy velvet dress with puffed up sleeves, revealing some skin on the collarbone area. The dress wasn't as spectacular as I would've wanted it. If I didn't have an injured arm, I would've worn the spaghetti strap satin dress I bought from Milan. But since I got to patch things up for the press, I guess this will have to do. I still looked like a bombshell regardless. I picked up a white 5-inches Louboutin ankle strap peep toe heels that went well w

My body was on fire.I have no clue whatsoever where the hell I was nor what happened. The last thing I remembered was my shoulder throbbing and my head pounding like a jackhammer as I was saying my goodbye to Aurelia."Fuck," I grunted, bringing a hand on my temple as if it would help my head from aching. I was lying on something soft and familiar. I was on my bed. Why was I on my bed? Was I drunk? No fucking way. I then heard a snort coming from the foot of the bed. A shadow appeared from the slightly lit room. Broad shoulders, straight back, and a very masculine stance. Lucas."Mari," he said, walking towards. I then felt the bed sink on my right as he sat beside me. "How thoughtful of you to grace me with your consciousness,” he added as he tucks a strand of

It was nothing but a split decision that I wanted to fly all the way to Italy for Lucas. Well, it really was for Harriet, but I knew Lucas needed all the help he could get. It was all that I could do to get even with him since he took care of me last night.Taking my emergency suitcase underneath my bed, I grabbed a handful of undergarments and folded a week's worth of clothes with three different pairs of shoes to match. Despite being the fall season, I dared to wear a matching white blazer and short set with a blue velvet top. I wore a hat with it just to make the outfit complete. I reminded myself to bring a scarf just in case it would get a little too chilly. It was only a 6-hour difference, so I bet it will be around 4 there.I grabbed my sunglasses on the table with my phone and wallet before I walked out my door. Chase was pacing, holding onto his phone

The blur of sleep keeps on pushing me back to slumber. But the clock on the table said it was 1 in the afternoon. I didn’t even have the energy to jump at the thought that I basically slept the entire morning. The only thing I know is that I am not on my familiar bed. In fact, I knew the instant my eyes opened and saw the light coming from the massive glass walls overlooking the blue sky that I wasn't in my room nor in the mansion. It felt warmer here and softer. I forced myself awake, wiping away sleep and drool from my face with my hand. I slowly sat up, but immediately regretted it when an intense wave of pain shot through my head. I cursed under my breath, trying to recall what happened last night. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," said a deep familiar voice. Groaning, I look towards the owner of the sound with narrow eyes, trying to block the light. He

At dusk, Lucas and I were in his study. He was making and taking calls about her sister if there were any leads. But no. And Chase still hasn't replied if there's anything in the surveillance that would help. And I, still flushed and floating from the kiss earlier, was comfortably sitting on the leathered couch in an oversized denim dress shirt with nothing but lace underwear underneath, sipping wine and taking notes of colors and fabrics from the magazines I got. Lucas and I ordered takeouts from a local restaurant that was on the table in the kitchen and would later be heated up if either of us got hungry. "No!" Lucas barked. "You're not leaving until you find me something. A diary or a receipt of her last meal or a fucking used condom. Find me something that would lead to her, Arnold." I didn't know who Arnold was but I knew he was in trouble. Lucas has been barking orders in the past 40 minutes to fin