She shook in her sleep, moving her head about on the pillow, sweat covered her face and neck and her hair was scattered over the bed pillow. She turned once and then twice and then thrice, to the left, to the right and back to the left, repeating the cycle even more faster. After a few seconds, Violet completely opened her eyes and woke up, sitting upright, panting heavily like she was running, but, she was sleeping.
She had been dreaming...
“But it felt so real.” She looked at her night gown and it was soaking wet. Did she sweat that much in her sleep? She wondered and then checked the blanket. It was also wet but not as wet as the thin dress on her body.
She opened her eyes like she got stung. “Why does it feel wet under me?” She asked herself and quickly got up from the bed to see it soaking wet.“No way, this can never be sweat. Did I sweat this much? Or did I wee on tAs they stepped out of the elevator into the big living room, Violet gasped and dropped her sari to the ground. This was more than awesome and words couldn’t even describe how the sitting room was. it was more than amazing, more of a fairy tale than reality. Everything in the house still got her wondering what the family could do as work that gave them the opportunity to live in such great fortune. At least her family owns farms back in her village but as for them, she has no clue.“The whole family must be waiting for you.” Aiyana told her and then they turned to the left of the large dining room. Indeed the whole family was waiting for her because her coming brought silence in the dining.“And finally, our sleeping beauty wakes up from her deep sleep.” Ramon’s mother jokes and the whole table joins in her smile, resuming their chatter. Ella, Ramon’s elder sister was the only one who didn&rsqu
“I said let me be. I want to see my father.” Little Clara cried as the maids carried her away. Her long jet black hair flipped as she turned her head trying to squeeze herself from their grasps, giving it an impression of a golden hue. Actually, it wasn’t an impression at all, it seemed as if her jet black hair was becoming golden.“Did her hair just turn golden or my eyes deceive me?” Violet asked. She was certain there was some golden transformation of the child’s hair.“Just your eyes deceiving, Milady. The child has shiny black hair, similar to her dad’s own and so it tends to give you impressions whereas it is not the case.”“But I must say Milady, Clara is a difficult child.” Marys stated. Violet just looked at the corridor even as they couldn’t see Clara nor the maids that struggled to carry her.From the looks of things, she didn’t n
Flashes of the recent incident crossed her mind. Violet decided to walk on her own, besides her personal maids needed to attend to the “pressing” matters that seemed to be happening.She just walked away from them but not without looking at Clara who looked around with intense murderous looks.Thinking about it, when Connor caught her that day, she had a glimpse of his eyes changing impressions. They turned blue and red but were more gentle and not fierce. It should be something this family shares as a trait which she doesn’t find surprising, rather.Perhaps her surprise the previous evening and that morning was because she wasn’t expecting a drama immediately after her wedding.However, this family had skeletons in their cupboards that she was yet to expose to sunlight, her sunlight. If she had to achieve the huge task ahead of her, she needed to expose all this
Chaos! Disaster! Instill fright! Those were the sole purposes of the enemy.But in this case, the enemy was after something, something Violet was after coincidentally. They stood in an empty room, as a circle, with black hoods covering their faces. Not a single one of them could be seen. In the middle of the circle which they formed, stood a crystal ball. One that could aid them monitor movements and even communicate with their boss. As of now, they had just finished monitoring Clara and immediately, everything went dark as silence slowly crept in. Not long after, a voice, deep, husky and scary, could be heard through the ball. “The kid has potential.” The voice said and they all bowed unanimously, in approval. One of them cleared his throat and spoke. “Yes master. She has great potential, she displays everything we need in the family vessel. Could she be the one? Should we go for her?” The man asked but judgi
Why was he calling her now, at this time? Couldn’t he have waited much longer before he called. She knew very well why he had to call her and she wasn’t ready to answer his call, especially not in a corridor as this. The walls could sell her out and she be thrown out of that hose without accomplishing a single mission, to her parents who might just kill her. She was powerful but not enough compared to her father. She could not measure up to him and besides, even if she went to any part of this world, he would still find her and kill her if she ever tries to run after a failed mission.She quickly ran to her room, entered inside and locked the door, ensuring one last time that the door was locked. Luckily for her, the phone stopped ringing but she was shocked when the call came back not too long after.She swallowed nervously and answered the call. “H-Hello!” she answered and silence was the answer she got.
Violet sighed as she sat plainly before her mirror, watching as she was being transformed into a beautiful damsel. She was radiant, beauty radiated from her body. Her sweet fragrance filled the room as they applied more of the perfume and makeup on her.“Peach, I love that fragrance.” Her mom said ecstatically as she made her way into the dressing room.Violet’s eyes didn’t trail off the mirror and even when her mom came closer, she didn’t care to look at her mom that had walked inside her room, she was very much displeased. Her mom sighed because she knew why Violet’s face was like that.“Connor wouldn’t have been the perfect man for you. His brother is far more handsome, richer and also, it is a family tradition. You have to marry Ramon, because –“Save the details, mom. I know why.” Violet replied. The servants all looked shocked as it was her first time to speak,
DViolet and Ramon walked in the courtroom with their friends and family. Ramon helped Violet hold her heavy gown as they entered the courtroom, but Violet couldn’t care any less. She didn’t see any problem in a husband holding up his wife’s gown as they walk around. In fact, it was his duty to always make sure she was comfortable – based on her thoughts.First, she had to sign the documents of marriage and then follow her husband to her new home. Then she will see on how to make sure she gets to interact with Connor, Ramon’s brother. She looked in his direction and saw his face that was partly covered just as Ramon’s own. The yellow medium length hair was styled and passed to the front where it had to cover his left eye.She smiled inwardly and began praising his good looks from within. Connor Frdling was the man she wanted and not his brother. But then, she was patiently waiting for the right time, she believed f
Once their cars drove in through the huge black gate, Violet glanced through the tinted glass window of her rear seat and her jaws dropped in amazement, shock, surprise, what was it that she could give as a name to her present state? Her jaw and mouth were dropped in awe. ‘Is this a house?’ Her subconscious mind asked.“Of course it is, young Mrs.” The driver replied and she looked at him. Did she just spill it out her thoughts? He understood her reactions and just smiled at her. “Don’t worry young Mrs, it’s not a big deal to think aloud.” He said and her cheeks turned red in shame.The car had turned round a huge fountain to the main entrance where it stopped and the guards came and opened the rear seat for Ramon and Violet to come out. Once Ramon came out, he extended his hand towards Violet and she looked at his face, stunned by his behavior. The same man that didn’t look at her during the long car ri