Todos los capítulos de STUBBORN HEARTS - LOVING WRONG: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I break the eye contact before I get lost in his for good. I also realize that my legs are decussated, perhaps to stamp down that irritating throb between my legs. I don’t understand why my cheeks are burning with rosiness even after breaking eye contact. Him? He should not get me this hot, for goodness sake! I mean, Joe? “What are you not used to that is getting you to blush like a sweet sixteen, huh? Seeing a hot guy like me, or you being called gorgeous?” He asks as he fiddles with his trimmed field hockey beard. He is as annoying as ever. But in a way, I hate to admit that he is right. I mean, this is him, my stepbrother, the ever-annoying one. Why am I aroused by him? Am I even normal? What sort of abominable affection is this? I should have jumped right on his ass as soon as I saw him, cursing him for making me leave my busy schedule and come all the way here, yet here I am, ogling him as if he were a piece of meat that I could devour in a minute. What the fuck? Sweet sixtee

I yank my hand away from him the minute the door of his room bangs shut behind us. My face is all drenched in tears. I am barely seeing anything, so I take a moment to dry some of the tears. I need to have an explicit image of him this last time because I am certain that there is no turning back. This is it! He has made his decision and I have made mine.It stings!It sucks!This is something I never dreamt of nor would I have ever expected to ensue. But this is the sudden reality now, and I have to embrace it. It's the end of our sweet love. Now I get what Christopher Martins meant when he said love comes slow, but it goes way so fast. I can't believe ours is gone. This soon. And in just a blink?"You are going nowhere until I say so, you hear me?"I snap my clammy wet face to Ray, my eyes burrowing through his flaming ones. They are an inferno of fused dreadful sentiments, blazing with redness. He seems like an enraged beast right now. Why? Who among the two of us, who should be see

I am a walking zombie as I ascend the damn stairs to my room. My room until morning. The betrayal and impudence that Ray and his family have smacked me with are still cutting through my poor heart like a sharp, double-edged dagger against the flesh. I am torn and shuttered and hopeless. But there is not even a single drop of tear leaving my eye. I sucked them all when I turned my back on Ray, and there is no way I am letting even a drop slip.I have been insulted and humiliated. I am broken, yes, but I am stronger than this. He doesn’t want me? He was playing with me all along? Does social status matter to him? That freaking Tarah Pathetic Mauricio is better than me? I can’t fit in his freaking well-heeled circle? Fucking fine! So be it! This pain will pass, and the time will come when I will never remember it again. I just need to disconnect myself from this place. Tomorrow, when I finally say goodbye to this cursed place, I will start my journey to healing. And with all the curveba

“If I am all that, Madam, why did your son fall in love with me, then? Do you think he would have loved me if I was the garbage that you just described?” I implore, not even blinking.She smirks.“Love, you say? Don’t make me laugh.” She cloaks her smile.“Your son loved me, whether you believe it or not!” I say, and she scoffs.“My son is a man. I understand that he had desires that he needed to quench. I didn’t understand why he had to chose you of all the wealthy descent girls surrounding him. But I let him bask in the pleasure you were loosely offering him. What I did not expect was that he would be so careless to plant his seed in you!”He was enjoying himself, huh? Now that stings, but maybe she is right. It was me who was blinded to not see that I was way too out of league. I could have known that I really didn’t belong to their circle. And Ray decided to make that crystal clear to me. But at the very last minute when things had already gone south. I curse him for not opening

“What are you offering? Or should I say, how much are you willing to pay for termination of the Mazur’s next heir?” I speak, summoning her notoriety to me.We lock eyes.These is the height of the wickedness and animosity in the whole world and in the eras to come, and it is such a pity that I had to be a victim of it. I am still in denial that they actually proposed this to me. That they really sat down, discussed things and came up with such an abomination as a solution to this. It still bothers me to what more extends they can stoop to protect their freaking image and reputation. I still want to believe that I am dreaming. That I am in a movie acting, or watching a soap opera, but I think I should brace this bittersweet fact:The Mazur’s are not honorable people like I thought. They don’t deserve the high praises that the nation accords them. They are monstrous beasts in disguise. They are heartless and insensitive. They are selfish and careless. They don’t have hearts, and if they