30 : "Proposal"Proposal30"I do not trust you." I say instantly.Gage pushes his hair off his face and looked troubled. I watched as his long fingers rake through his mop of hair before he pulls his head back up to me and looks me in the eye."I am being honest with you right now Tate. I am." He admits to me and in the back of my head, I want to believe him. I do want to so badly."I really love the thing I have with you more than the thing I was having with Nadine." He says with his doleful eyes. "I am not lying Tate." He persuades me.I roll my eyes at him because I do not know if those words would actually be nicer to hear that fucking was far more enjoyable than what he has with Nadine."Remember that time when I called you? When I was on tour? You kind of went off when you overheard Nadine in the background but I really wanted to talk to you than to spend the time with her." He explains and his words are tempting.I exhale heavily as I try to shake the thoughts off my head and

32 : "Rough"Rough32Once I got off from the taxi cab, I literally flew myself up to my suite. No, I really didn't fly. I don't have wings or super powers but I ran as fast as I could just to get there first before Gage does. If I win the game, I want him to take me on a private yacht where it's only going to be me and him, where we can't be pictured together by the paps and no one would know that we were there. I want to enjoy the sea with him. Swimming and sunbathing. There'd be sex on the beach for sure or inside the yacht. It'd be an endless and sleepless night. I want that with Gage. I want to try that with Gage.I slipped my keycard in and rushed my way inside the living room but my shoulders slumped when I saw Gage sitting by the couch with his leg crossing the other. I was devastated that he got here first. He smiles at me sweetly, the smile that tells me he won. His arms were spread along the backrest while his fingers were busy tapping against the black leathered couch."Hi

34 : "Emerald"Emerald34I looked out my window and all I see is darkness. There is no sunlight, but there are hundreds of thousands of black clouds. I cast a glance at Gage, who is already asleep next to me and looked absolutely comfortable in his deep sleep. He was slouching slightly, shaking slightly, cuddling onto his white blanket, and snoring slightly, which was adorable.II pushed his hair away from his brow and looked around at everyone else who was sleeping soundly. But I noticed Peter was not in his chair either and it makes me curious. I got up from my seat and began looking around the plane as I took quiet steps while I passed by Lewis, who was snoring loudly with his mouth open, and Nathan, who was snoring too but to the sound of wheezing, which was strange.When I arrived at the table where we used to sit, I discovered Peter sitting alone with a glass of champagne in his hand. He moved his head up to face me and just stared at me intently with that empty looking eyes gl

36 : "Backstage"Backstage36"Gemma, hey." Gage leaves his arm around my waist and hugged his sister briefly.But her eyes were super glued on me and she wasn't even paying attention to Gage talking and hugging her. The way her serious eyes look at me could kill."I see it that you've introduced her to everyone aside from me." She tells him.Gage looked remorseful before he faced me."This is Tate. She's my... Friend." Gage introduced me to her.She looks at me impassively but I still tried to smile at her even though I kind of have the feeling that she doesn't want me near around her little brother Gage. I just wanted to be polite to her even though I was already nervous as hell deep down inside and even though she makes me feel like she loathes me."Tate, meet Gemma. My older sister." He gestured to her.Gage kept his eyes glued on me and Gemma was looking at me too. I don't know why they're both looking at me like that."Hi." I finally said. "It's a pleasure to meet you." I offere

38 : "Favor"Favor38I began to pick my clothes from the floor while I watch Gage dressing himself up again. He pulled his hair back as he puts them in a bun, so easily. I put my clothes back on myself while I try to fix my hair too."Whose room is this?" I ask."Mine." He answers as he puts his shirt back on him. "Each of us has our own rooms aside from the group's dressing room." He adds."Can we turn on the light so I can see what you have in here?" I ask curiously."It's not much but... Sure."Then the next second, I hear a flickering sound and the lights turned back on. My eyes travelled to everything that was here and I was surprised to find a three pairs of his boots on the corner underneath his rack of clothes. There was a posh brown couch on the other corner, a small fridge, some candles probably it's scented because it made the room smelled like a spa salon. There was a mini drawer with an electronic kettle on top of it. I noticed that the mess that he pushed off from his t