“W… What?” Dianne stuttered, her voice dripping with a sense of pure disbelief.       Crystal crossed her arms, facing Dianne with a blank expression. Her expression showed the mist of carelessness as she did. “Yes, you may have the ability to marry him, to become his bride but let me ask you this, does he really love you or he just wants to use your political power? Don’t be stupid, he couldn’t even hold you close unlike how he held me.” Crystal taunted, leaning on the sink while giving out her statements. She was annoyed yes but what annoys her more is how Dianne dared to speak so rudely about her. Or rather, the true owner of the identity that she’s using.        Dianne bi

           “Excuse me, make way. What’s happening here?” Christian spoke as he tried to squish his way through the crowd. After hearing the commotion, he has been trying to get to the center to see what exactly was going on.        Crystal continued to stare longingly onto Antony’s soft eyes, the alluring irises prevented Crystal from acting like how she’d normally do. But upon hearing Christian’s voice, she immediately pushed Antony out of her personal space and fixed her poise properly. Antony doing the same.       Antony cleared his throat before crossing his arms formally. “Well, your fiancé and a few friends of hers thought that it’d be fun to bother my female c

          That night, Antony finally found where Crystal has gone to. But the Madam of the household insisted that Crystal, rather, Carmilla should stay the night. Since the family was close to Carmilla and they longed for her company.       Antony cleared his throat. “But Madam, I hope you could understand that Carmilla is under the care of the Valencia Household as per the permission we have from her mother. I cannot simply allow her to stay in areas that her mother doesn’t know about—let alone with the Young Master Christian’s fiancé who has assaulted Carmilla, twice.” He tried to reason; his firm hold on Crystal’s shoulders were signifying protection.        Crystal felt that sizzling fe

           Cristopher clicked his tongue in annoyance as the woman he spoke to abruptly hung up, ending the call. He deliberately threw his phone across the room, shattering its glass in the process but he didn’t care. His anger overflowed his thoughts that he was unable to focus on where or what his tasks was in the first place.      A slight whimper brought him out of his anger-filled thoughts as he gazed over at the woman who cowered on her seat, seemingly to be frightened from when Cristopher threw his phone.      A sigh left his pale lips, he has forgotten that the woman was here with him, and that he was still speaking to the real Carmilla before Crystal’s call abruptly disturbed their emotional entanglement. But that’s not his concern

          In the next day, the sun was beaming brightly as rays of sunlight bathed the trees and everything it touches with its warmth. The said rays beamed through the silky chiffon curtains and basked a certain woman in warm sunlight, causing the said woman to stir awake from her peaceful slumber. The woman released a mouthful yawn before stretching her sore limbs, satisfying pops and cracks were heard as her stiff and sore limbs were aroused back to their usual motor movement.       Crystal arose before slipping her toes onto the fuzzy slippers that were provided, the floor was cold. She headed over to grab a towel and take a shower. Surprisingly, her made did not come or anything at all, as if the maid was either frightened or did, she chose not to come in anymore?