???? ?

igence is the

o

n of Elia. After what happened a few hours ago, I don't even know if I can face hi

ng out of the line. Nothing wrong about a kiss on the cheek. He was being a gentleman, perhaps. By the

hall; trying to see if there's anyone especially Elia. Maybe he's asleep, it's t

someone. Shit. I curse mentally before moving back slightly and see the familiar brown eyes. My heart

ile that I have my

k a few times, making sure that this isn't a dream because everything feels real. My mind can't seem to

hungry.''

didn't come down for dinner earlier.'' Then, he looks down at

is shoulder—more like in a friendly manner. My eyes wander dow

me, ''I came back from work.'' He answers my curiosity. ''You don't want an empty stomach, I can make you som

ne. I can just gr

may say that I don't want him to make me something to eat but I want to. Aren't all

efore standing in front of me—the kitchen counter separating us. I continue to look at him and due to the dim lights, hi

s nothing but look at me and I find that really distracting. I mean, I don't mind if a hot guy

cook?'' I ask back, ear

can someone please stab him in the face so that

h sarcastically; knowing what he meant by making me something to eat. ''You'r

look at me, ''Glad I impressed you with my cooking skills. You're not the first anyway.

le at him, ''No wonder.

awkwardness wasn't going to last forever anyway—one way or another we have to get along. He

hat else should

r near me while bending so that he could meet my eyes easily, ''Maybe how go

shows adoration, it's something that I don't get often. He blinks, looking at his wris

g him, he probably did a background check on me. He's capab

to myself as soon as he replies. He adjusts his body, ''Looked at

ng my head in

know. For instance, I want to know how he feels whenever he sees me or what he thinks w

his lips are pressed into a straight line. I immediately drop my hands on the counter; afraid if

lean in and I close my eyes—hoping that he would end up kissing my lips. I feel his lips brushing agai

lly heated. I open my eyes slowly, seeing Elia clenching his jaw and moving back slowly. He licks his lower

aring my throat. ''Here.'' He says, putting the lasa

ore and look what happened? It rained. He tried to kiss me again and look what happened? The damn m

. I smile back, ''Thanks. Aren't you eating?'' I ask, loo

ck hair before taking his phone out and scrolling with his thumb. Keeping quiet, I continue to e

e spoon; quite shocked myself. Why am I reacting this way? I thought. As for Elia, he peeks dow

someone unlocking the front door. Someone that isn't expected by Elia; it seems like he doesn't know an

walking as I see a familiar man standing exactly at the front door, smiling at Elia. He looks around for awhile, eyeing the whole house befo

asks. I can't really see his expression

re supposed to greet your brother?'' He replies, ''For god's sake, Elia, it

sn't even know me. Is it odd to find someone else in the same house and just looking back at you? Defin

any your loneliness?'' He says, walking towards Elia but his eye

her.'' He says, mocking. For some reason, he won't stop looking at me but he's not looking at me in a way tha

his voice strong and determined.

realising, I have been eyeing him the whole time. Eyeing his face, mostly because I f

rom him but then again, I don't even know him—this is what I think and this is what I could comprehend. While Elliot is

più.'' El

very kind

enough stating that he's angry. He doesn't like tolerating with Elis; clearly, he's asking him to leave. ''

nd the wall, so there's some sort of conflict between them? It feels odd knowing that there's something wrong go

ecause you'r

skips a beat as I slowly peek next to the wall; wanting to see what's going on. From the s

own the hall. Obviously, men and their egos. From what I just saw, it took me awhile to realise that Elia is actually

towards the kitchen—not really wanting to make him feel that I was eavesdropping but I was. My e

ng me to hold onto the kitchen counter as I tu

, ''Wha

r. He shouldn't have apologised, it's not his fault anyway that I'm here and I was somehow involved in their conversation. I

chest—hearing his heartbeat. I don't know what has gotten into me but it just feels like he needs someone

ody fits perfectly with his—like he was made to hold me. I gues

nd I can't help but notice that th

leaving him there. That could've been embarrassing if he pushed me away so let's just be glad tha

. From behind, I could've mistaken him for Elia—they are both well built. I eye his every movement, his e

lite.'' He says, breakin

see him turning around, walking towards me until we're close enough yet we still have a lot of space i

ined brows, his nicely shaped nose and lips and his defined jaw. He continues to look at me; not b

tte down, ''That's

m, you don't know what he does for a living, you don't know what he did in the past and you surely don't know

red for ten years.'' I reply, l

ing me furrow my eyebrows in confusion. ''Like I said, Rose—'' He adds, caressing the side of

him, I quickly walk down the hall, heading straight towards my room. Glancing one more time at Elis, I see that he's als

e—I have no right to know. He has no right to bad mouth about his own brother. Yes, he's right, I barely know any

nt to waste one million dollars for a prostitute like me? I'm worthless. I was worthless

ve been easier. Everything would have ended sooner. All those pain that I went through, I wouldn't have felt

up life but giving

o figure out about Elia but I'm als

to update! glad that i reach

to vote, promote and le

is chapter