Lahat ng Kabanata ng MINE, PEACHES : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

CAILY GALILEO Trisha wasn't comfortable. Something about her demeanour gave it out that she was not very comfortable, even though she had a smile on her face and seemed a little bit excited. There was just something about the way her brows would crease for a few seconds before easing back with a smile. "Are you fine?" I asked, putting a hand across the table. "I am fine" She masked up with a smile yet again. "You already made my day. Thank you so much for showing up, Caily. I... I almost can't believe that you would actually remain this nice to me even after what I did back then." "It's fine..." I brushed it off with a hand wave. "And today is your birthday so let's not talk about things like that. Let's just finish up with our milkshakes and get out there. Let's dance and have fun." I beamed at her. "Right but why did you insist on milkshakes instead?" She asked, lifting her own glass of wine off the table for a second before dropping it. I leaned back a little into m

CAILY GALILEO I felt a little bit of headache as I slowly opened my eyes. The surface I was lying on was cold, deathly cold and I felt my body shiver from the cold before my eyes opened fully. I took in my environment for a few seconds before paying attention to myself. My hands were tied and my legs were worse, they were chained. Panic washed over me as I set sight on my chained legs. I moved my chained legs but they were too heavy and hurt as hell. My heart hammered in my chest with fear as I struggled to sit up in the room. The room was bright and lit up. There was a chair and a table in a corner and safe from that and myself, the room was empty.I looked towards the door. I had lost consciousness few minutes after I had been thrown into the van. Trisha... Where could Trisha be right now?Was she locked up separately? Or was... Was she a part of all these in the first place? Was she a part of the kidnapping ploy? Had she merely lured me out for me to be kidnapped? Or was she a

CAILY GALILEO The tears wouldn't stop trickling down every now and then and the shudder wouldn't stop either. Every time I recalled Journie's words, which was pretty much everytime, I shuddered and more tears rolled down. I was scared, terrified. I had no idea what was going to happen to me. He had sounded so confident, like he had all his plans in perfect place. I hated the mere thoughts of it and could not even envision it. I hated the way his fingers had touched me. I hated the way he had groped me. I hated everything he did but I hated and feared what he was going to do next, even more. I didn't want any hands that didn't belong to Pietro to touch me. I didn't want any body pressed against me apart from his. I detested every other touch. I detested Journie's touches so badly that I just wanted to leave here and scrape off the skin he had touched. I hated it so much, so bad and it made me sick to think he wanted to rape me and that, in front of Pietro. I would not be able to l

CAILY GALILEO Over and over again today, I had heard how everything that happened today wasn't my fault. I had listened to Pietro trying to convince me that it was his fault and I hated that he blamed himself so much when I was the one to be blamed. It would be better if he was just taking the blame so I would feel better but he wasn't just doing that. He was taking the blame because he fully believed it was his fault and I hated making him feel that way. "It's alright. It's fine now" He said as he dried up my body with a towel while I just stood blankly. Maybe it was the shock and panic about everything that had happened. Having a gun pointed at me, hearing so many gunshots, seeing blood and listening to cries and body thuds of death, but I couldn't move my body a lot. It felt like a lot of effort to do a thing and I hated this too. Pietro would definitely be tired. He had worked in the early hours of the day and in the late hours, he had to do all that, go through all that stre

CAILY GALILEO I shouldn't have steered the discussion to this direction tonight. The incident happened just about a day ago and knowing Pietro, his guilt would pull him away from me and he'd also want me to heal up. For the past 24 hours, he had been there for me every single second and I loved every bit of it but he was avoiding having sex with me and me? I had no idea what was wrong with me. Perhaps this man had successfully turned me into someone who can't do without him touching me or fucking me or it was the pregnancy hormones. It had to be the hormones and they were kind of fucking me up. "My little fantasy..." My voice came out soft as his thumb gently caressed my chin, his gaze on my eyes flickering to my lips every now and then. "Is...""Don't lie to me." His deep voice was enough to get that into my skull once. "Is to tie you down." I avoided his gaze immediately I said the words. "Look at me" He said rawly, his hand gripping my chin firmly and looking right into my e