登入AUTHOR"Marie, your phone is ringing," Mrs. Webster says out loud for Marie, who is in the kitchen making something for her dad to eat.It takes the whole day to convince her to cook. At first, she doesn't want to, but by the time she notices the hunger won't take it easy on them, she has no option but to get to it.No one is willing to come do anything for them. Her mom has called nearly all the chefs she knows to come prepare something for them and maybe bring along some of their other workers to do the cleaning, but they all turn her down. Nobody is willing to work for them—not after the bad report about them that is trending all over the internet.She gets pissed and has to force Marie to do it. She makes her understand that if she is going to do the cooking, Marie should forget about eating anything else; she would have to step out, and there is no way she'd be able to in her condition. Though she is nearly healed, her face and neck are still covered with thick scars from the wou
AUTHOR"You're surprised, right? You have to be. I guess you'd go crazy when you hear the full story," Lavender says."And what's the full story? That Conrald was aware of the fact that I was pregnant before he left? That's not new information, girl. I thought you had something meaningful to say. You know what? Just leave. Your information isn't valid. I already knew about it before you came, so maybe you should find something more useful to share, or you should leave," Rose tells her."What? You already knew about it? Then why didn't you react to it? Or are you just pretending to be aware of it all?" Lavender asks, looking surprised."I know everything already. Conrald told me, and surprisingly, I'm not shocked. I knew it from day one. I knew he had an idea about my pregnancy because his friend caught me with a pregnancy kit in the bathroom back then in college. I believed they told him about it because he did send someone to tell me to meet him on the rooftop because we had somethin
ROSEA knock on Rose's door interrupts her call. She wants to drop the call, but Arabella stops her."Don't worry, Mom, I'll go get the door," Arabella says as she drops her phone and walks towards the door.She has nearly opened the door when a loud voice follows."Where is your mom? Why are you the one opening the door? Oh! Now I know it — she's gone out to meet my husband again. She can never change," Lavender says.Arabella doesn't respond. She just rolls her eyes, which angers Lavender further."Don't just keep quiet — answer my questions. You don't have to be as stupid as your mom every single time. Tell me where your mom went, and be fast about it," she yells again."Arabella, who is at the door? Or has the silly neighbor let his dog loose again?" Rose asks, not because she has no idea it is Lavender, but because she wants to embarrass her."Mom, the dog isn't that loud. It's the mad woman from earlier," Arabella says, making Lavender twitch her eyes. Wondering who they are cal
AUTHOR"How dare you lay your filthy hands on me?" Conrald yells, his hand holding his cheek."Yes, I did, and I'll do it again if you don't learn to mind your words!" Lavender blurts, but before she can finish what she has to say, Conrald returns the slap. The slap is so hard that it sends her to the bare floor."You have no right whatsoever to lay your dirty hands on me! Gone are the days when I used to tolerate your excesses. If you ever lay your hands on me again, I will forget the fact that you are my mother's sister, and I'll make sure you never get to use your hands ever again. Mark my words!" Conrald says to the shocked Lavender.For five minutes, Lavender can't say another word. She tries to understand what is going on. It feels like a dream. Never for one day has she thought that Conrald would raise his hands on her, but it has just happened. He slaps her and is even threatening to make sure she doesn't use her hands ever again if she dares to lay a finger on him.The slap c
AUTHORConrald scoffs.Lavender is desperate, and she is making it so obvious. The fact that she refuses to acknowledge the truth that Dante is no longer her husband but her ex-husband pisses him off.He isn't happy with the whole situation, but he isn't going to rush Rose. Does she really think that what happened to her is all because of him? The reason her life turns upside down is his fault. If he hadn't placed a bet on her and then gotten her pregnant, her parents probably wouldn't have hated her this much, and maybe she wouldn't have ended up with a killer who caused her so much pain.Nearly everything is his fault, and there is no way he is going to deny that. The only thing he can do is hope she will forgive him and choose him over Dante. Other than that, there is no way he is going to force her to come back to him when, in reality, he is the one who pushed her away. Forcing her back into his life would mean he is selfish, and he doesn't want it that way. He needs her to genuin
AUTHORLavender chuckles as she listens to Conrald. She has come up with a whole different alternative, one that might leave him cracking his head after she leaves. Funny enough, she thinks he is going to fall for whatever she has to say, but from the look of things, the guy isn't a willing one.For a while, she has stayed low-key planning things out, and now she is done with them. She needs someone to execute the plans, and she feels Conrald is the best candidate for the job, so she decides to come to his place.At first, his men don't want to let her in, but after she tells them she'd only show her face once Conrald comes around, they have no option but to let her in. She feels like she is at the winning end even before she says a thing to Conrald, because she believes he'd do anything she tells him as long as she asks. She knows it is a very daft way to think, but somehow she manages to maintain the mindset and keeps herself going by assuring herself Conrald will still listen to he
ROSE Soon I feel my back land on the soft bed; I can only see their blurry faces. Even the room, everything feels blurry."What are we waiting for? Let's get started," I hear one of them say.With blurry vision, I see him unbuckle his belt, while the rest stand beside him, smiling. He's nearly joi
ROSE I rush towards the supposed guest room, not even minding the fact that I could fall from the staircase. Thousands of thoughts cloud my mind. What if he tries to force himself on Arabella? He's no longer the kid I thought he was. He's a fucking 17-year-old kid who could do anything he wants wi
Dante's POV After they leave, I go straight to Logan's room to look for him. He needs to explain why he did what he did. I'm still trying to understand how he managed to get down the stairs through the window, and I must ask him as well.As I approach his room, I hear his voice; he is on the phone
DANTEI stare in the direction Jordan went until he is out of sight.For five minutes, I can't say a thing. I can feel my stomach rumbling, not out of hunger or thirst but something much deeper than that. Fear grips me; the shock forces numbness down my joints. Jordan, of all people, knew all these







