The part isn't going the way i liked it to be. Besides the red velvet cakes everything was meh!.I settled onto one of the comfortable couches tucked away in the corner of the hall, On my plate, there was just a single slice of red velvet cake and a glass of water. I decided to pass on the wine this time, because of the mass quantity I had last night at the hotel.As I sat there, I found myself observing the conversations happening around me. Women were engaged in discussions about business matters, and I couldn't help but notice a few faces that seemed vaguely familiar. Once I finished my cake, I picked the water and downed it one go, then picked another glass from the passing waiter and also downed it before getting up to find the bathroom to take a piss. When I couldn't find it, I asked on of the waitresses for help, She assisted me to the restroom and walked off. I went in, did my business and cake back out.Upon returning to the main area, I noticed the paparazzi and press has be

“You are not sorry” I said, hands on her hips and I know I looked like tea mug. “I swear I am” He replied, relaxed on the couch playing with an empty bottle of vodka. “No, you're not.” He's too relaxed to be sorry and this wouldn't have happened if we didn't have sex.I rubbed my hand over my neck. Sighing Was it the hormones? I feel more angry than I should be.I'm pregnant and nothing's going to change it, so was there really any need for me to burst the moment he asked if I was hungry.“What do you want me to say? That I didn't mean to fuck you? I meant to, and I even will if you weren't pregnant”“Can you stop saying that word? You look like you're enjoying this”“I'm not” He replied and slowly got up. “I'm just happy you are longer crying” What am I going to do?“What am I going to do?” I asked the that's has been running through my mind all night.“Can you not worry. We'll think about it tomorrow” He gently pushed me into the bathroom.Of course he'll say that. He's not the o

After we finished paying for our things at the supermarket, Victor and I made our way to the airport. The sun was shining bright as we drove, and I felt a mix of excitement and tiredness. It had been a whirlwind trip, and I was ready to get back home.The flight went smoothly, and soon enough, I found myself dozing off on the private plane. It felt nice to relax after all the stress of the past few days. When I woke up, we were still up in the sky, so I forced myself back to sleep.The Pierce private plane was really spacious, and I had plenty of room to stretch out and get comfy, we even had fruits brought to us. I spent some time sleeping, waking up and looking out the window, watching the fluffy clouds pass by below and going back to sleep.When we landed, Victor arranged for his driver to take me straight to his penthouse. It was only a short drive away from GEMINI, but it felt like a whole different world. The penthouse was Victor's special place, where he could relax and unwind

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of the alarm buzzing on the bedroom's nightstand. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I glanced over at Victor, still asleep beside me. He looked so peaceful, his features softened by slumber.After getting out of bed, I went to the kitchen and microwaved the leftovers from last night's dinner. I also made some toast for Victor, knowing he'd appreciate a quick breakfast before heading off to work.With breakfast ready, I returned to the bedroom and gently nudged Victor awake. He groaned sleepily, but I could see the exhaustion written all over his face.“I'm leaving now,” I whispered, leaning down to kiss his forehead.“Mmm, you can take the driver” He mumbled, already drifting back to sleep.Chuckling at his sleepy response, I grabbed my coat and headed out the door. The driver was waiting for me downstairs, and soon we were on our way to the mansion.Arriving an hour later, I found Zara in the living room, sipping on a cup of tea. She sprang up w

VICTORDay three. And Ana hasn't woken up, the doctor said it wasn't a coma, it was just a normal sleep but it's so deep she wouldn't wake anytime soon.It was like a defense mechanism or something. Something she forced herself into to numb the pain she was in. The rest I don't know, because whatever the doctor was saying that day sounded like gibberish and gibberish sometimes doesn't go into the ear.Said she woke up a few time and then finally went into that deep sleep, I knew I was the last person she wanted to see so I went over to solve my indifferences with that fucked up asshole I obviously didn't give birth to and in the process try to clear off Ana's broken state from my mind.There are many ways I pictured ending Damon, I mean straight up putting a hole through his head was fine but yeah, no. That was me giving him the most fastest and painless death he didn't deserve, so I made perfect sure I redesigned his face, good enough that even the ladies he's fucking would reject h