Bleeding Heart Still Pounds のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

🌹 10 🌹 Vera depressingly walked out of her room, her makeup all ruined by the painful tears. “Baby.” Her mother rushed to her with panic. “You need to get dressed, you look like shit.” Vera looked up at her mother. So this was what it felt like to be used. “I'm good, mum. Thanks for asking.” “I know you will be fine. Look, Noah's father threatened to take everything away if we don't give him an answer in ten minutes. Your career, our jobs, everything.” “He can't take what's mine. I worked hard to be where I am.” Tears filled her eyes. “He is a fucking billionaire, Vera. He will take whatever he wants! Do you hear that? He will destroy us all, I'm not kidding right now.” Joyce said with so much fear. “Why don't he do his worse?” Vera spat and walked away. “I told him you're willingly to marry Noah instead.” Joyce announced, making Vera halt with urgency. Vera slowly turned back. “You what?” “You have to marry his son, Vera. If you refuse, he will mostly take out his anger o

🌹 12 🌹 Vera stretched in the soft feathery bed. She can't remember her bed being so cloudy and silky. She slowly sat up with a yawn as the silk linens around her lovingly caressed her soft skin. Vera looked around, a little doubtful. Why does today feel different? Her doors suddenly open and she jumped in fright. A long line of chefs assembled in, decorating her table with delicious food. “What's going on?” She frowned a little. “Your breakfast, Mrs. Grey.” One of them answered. Pause, Mrs. Grey? Yuck! “Um,” Vera slowly climbed down the bed. “Does Noah know you brought in food for me?” The enticing aroma filled the room and invaded her nostrils. “It was his orders.” Another replied. “Hm.” Vera suspiciously looked at the food. Is this his way of getting rid of her? But the food smelled so good! “Do you need a food taster, Mrs. Grey?” The first asked. “N-no..” She shook her head. “Yeah, yes.” She instantly changed her mind and stood by to watch her food being taste

🌹 14 🌹 Vera angrily mounted the stairs and headed straight for Noah's room. “Noah!” She angrily called. “Open the fucking door!” She loudly banged it. “Noah!” “Mrs. Vera, please you can't do that.” Sylvester said from behind with panic in his voice. “Please you need to stop.” “Get the fuck away from me!” She angrily turned to him. “Shut your mouth!” She lightly pushed him on the chest with her index finger and turned to hit the door again. “Open this door you bastard, goddamn it!” She kicked it with her foot and there's was a clicking sound. She took a step back and waited as the door slowly opened and Noah stared down at her from the other side of the room. Sylvester quickly walked away after seeing the look on Noah's face. “What exactly is wrong with you!?” She angrily attacked but he suddenly grabbed her chin and pinned her against the wall. “Let go of me!” She hissed in pain. “The audacity.” His voice said, cold and firm. “Noah..” Tears filled her eyes as she felt her

🌹 16 🌹 Vera set her alarm and woke earlier than usual. He said she can't waste what she didn't work for so that was her answer. She started cleaning everywhere even before the servants came in for their usual work. She cleaned the kitchen and washed a few plates and mugs. “Don't worry, I got it all covered.” She happily said to Sylvester when he walked into the kitchen. Sylvester slide his hand across the table and looked down at his finger. “Not clean enough.” He snapped his fingers and some servants came in. “Clean everything.” He simply ordered. “But I've done that already.” She sadly said. Vera waited until the chefs came in and closely watched them make Noah's food. She ignored the bread on the countertop and learned a little from the chefs. They dished out all the food and she was left alone in the kitchen. Vera waited for Noah to finish his food and helped with the plates and washed some of them. “Mrs. Vera,” Sylvester walked to her. “You don't have to do this.”

🌹 18 🌹 Her eyes slowly open with a very weak yawn. Joan's smile flashed at her and her eyes momentarily shut close. Vera quickly opened her eyes, memory of last night hitting her hard and deep as she slowly sat up. A bitter taste settled in her mouth and a disturbing unsettlement in her gut. She suddenly looked around and let out a sigh of relief when Noah wasn't in the room. She looked up at Joan's picture as tears filled her eyes. “I didn't mean to.” She shook her head and crawled out of the bed, soaked in guilt and filled with shame. How could she lose herself. Images of the intense kiss they shared flashed in her head. She let him kiss her, but she kissed him back. He called her Joan. A tear dropped down as she depressingly walked to her room. ‘He called you Joan.’ She repeated to herself. She felt stupid and disgusting at the same time. How could she give him her body so easily, she felt cheap, and used. But they used each other. They were lost in the heat of th