All Chapters of The Sister He Never Chose : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

SEREIAThe boutique looked expensive— Ivory walls, gold trimmings and mannequins that wore dresses that probably cost more than my first apartment.I stood at the door hesitating to enter, my outfit was simple. Jeans, sweater and boots and nothing about it said. “I’m a rich lady and I belong here.” but I needed a dress for the party and so I pushed the door open. ---The bell chimes softly immediately I walked in and everything inside the boutique was equally the same color as the outside and crystal chandelier hung from the ceilings, the entire place smelling like flowers and money. Two women stood behind a long counter, they were both in black dresses and their hairs were primed to perfection. The looked at me as I walked in and then looked at each other. One of them, the blonde one with sharp eyes walked over with a smile that didn’t reach her face. "Welcome to the Pavillon, I’m Lucinda that head of sales. How may I help you?”"I need a dress for a formal event ." I replied an

SEREIAThe cab pulled through the mansion gates just as the sky began fading from blue to grey. I leaned my head against the window and I smiled as Selena’s face when the card hit the counter appeared in my mind.The way she stood there frozen her composure cracking as she watched me buy everything in the store.I would remember that forever. The car suddenly stopped and Arthur came down to open the door for me. He had been ordered by Valerian to come pick me up from the boutique so I didn’t have to walk again."Welcome home, Miss Sereia.""Thanks, Arthur." I said as I came down from the car and walked in still smiling.Maybe I should stop refusing Valerian’s offers.---The house was warm and quiet when I walked in and it smelled like something good was being cooked in the kitchen.Valerian stood in the living room and as usual his tablet was in his hand. This man was always working, he looked up when I walked in and a small almost invisible smirk danced on his face."Shopping report

SEREIA "hi dear," the man said. "I'm so glad you came." He added and I just stared at him. My gaze ran over his wrinkled skin and grey hair once again, this man was old but he kept staring at me like I was his next meal.This wasn’t who I expected Saint to be, I thought he would be young guy not a man who looked older than my father. "You're the one texting me?" I asked my voice coming out small that I intended and he just grinned at me slowly, his smile greasy and uncomfortable."And you're the girl." He said as a matter of fact, stepping closer. “Come on don’t be shy." He added and I just stared at him confused. "The proof. Do you have it?" I questioned wanting to cut to the chase and he equally tilted his head at me, confusion flickering across his face and then it shifted to something that made my skin crawl. "Proof," he repeated like I was speaking another language and then he laughed it was low and ugly. . "Yes, dear. I have everything you need." He murmured as he walked p

SEREIAThe Whitmore estate looked like something out of a dream with fairy lights lining the long driveway and trees staring at both sides of the house like protective arms. The house itself was made of stone and glass and it hosted people who never had to check price tags. I pressed my face to the car window forgetting to breathe as I gaped at the huge house. "It's beautiful," I whispered and Valerian glanced at me with a small tweak on his lips."It's functional." He replied and i rolled my eyes at him. The car soon stopped at the entrance, and a man in a tailcoat opened the car doors and immediately cold air rushed in, carrying the smell of flowers and money. I stepped out of the car and Valerian appeared beside me, his hands finding my waist and holding me in a warm and steady grip. "Breathe," he murmured against my ear. "You belong here." He added and I shook my head lightly."We both know I don't—""You do." His cut me off his hand squeezing me gently. "Chin up. Shoulders

The scream ripped through the night and it was Selena’s voice. It wasn’t her fake terrified scream..this one sounded broken and haunted.I froze and Valerian’s hands tightened around me instantly. "Stay here." He ordered as he ran outside but I didn’t listen, instead I followed him running towards where the sound came from.---As soon as my feet touched the outside grass, cold air hit m face like that slap I had gotten from Elena. People were already gathered at the corner of the mansion— a crowd of people formed around the garden as their voices rose in confusion and fear.I pushed through the expensive clothes and even more expensive colognes and then I saw her.Elena laid on the stone path near the fountain, looking like something from a horror movie. Her neck was twisted at an unnatural angle and her limbs were splayed like that of a broken doll while blood pooled beneath her dark and spreading.This was bad and this was all my fault. It was a very haunting scene but yet I coul