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🌺11• heartful change

Crystal>>

I groaned as I rubbed my palms in the soft duvet covering my thighs

I haven't still recovered.

Okay, where am I.

Try to remember, remember Crystal

Fuck shit!

Last night! Hell, last night!!

"What the fuck," I mumble

"Where am i?"I ask as I turn seeing Micah facing the opened window with a black robe.

Okay chill Crystal. Nothing's wrong.

No everything's wrong!

"Why the fuck am I here?" I grit trying not to get annoyed

But I will, by the time I find out the reason I'm here.

He turns to me and sighs heavily

"I'll leave you to dress up, hurry and lemme take you home." Micah replies grabbing his shirt from the sofa

Okay, the attitude he gives makes me feel chills all over my body.

"What the heck I'm I doing here?" I ask again, he turns to me with a cold glare.

"Looks like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed pretty,"

For fuck's sake stop calling me that name.

"I woke up all fine," I reply bluntly, "there are just some asses I'll gladly kill." I say with attitude full in my voice.

He realizes I'm referring to him so he smirks

"Looks like you recall nothing about last night." He smiles sheepishly

The hell.

"It was fun." He winks then walks out of the room slamming the door behind.

Okay, Crystal chill, okay,

Try to remember what happened last night. Did you sleep with this guy?

Hell no, impossible. I hate guys in the first place.

Then what the heck is he referring to!

Oh gosh, Crystal snap out of it, you never slept with this ass!

Confusion runs in my head but I just tried to calm down. What if nothing actually Happened?

Exactly!

And thats why I wanna try to remember what happened last night.

I'll be a shit hole if I realize something actually happened between I and Micah.

I sucked in a sharp breath and dressed up in my red dress.

And how the hell I'm I wearing male t-shirt?

Whatever. nothing happened.

It's not like Micah's a fuckboy.

"Your car is parked out in the garage, here are your keys." He throws they car keys to me and I catch it giving him a glare.

"How did I end up in a hotel room with you?" I ask as he turns to me.

"You got hammered so I brought to you here, aren't you great full?" He retorts putting his hands in his pockets.

His icy eye meets mine and I turn to avoid the gaze.

Damn, why are his eyes so perfect?

No, why do I find him attractive?

"Nothing happened after that, I planned on leaving you here so that receptionist explains everything to you when you wake up, but leaving you alone is a bit dangerous."

I furrow my eyebrows.

"I spent the night with you." He adds

I pause trying to understand his statement.

"Uh...uhm.. thanks for everything, I'll repay someday." I say trying to act all tough by he stares at me and chuckles.

I dunno what's funny in my face.

No waste of time, I don't flirt.

"I'll get going, good bye." I turn to go

"You're not the so arrogant girl I thought you were," he says which makes me stop,

"You're cool, is all I have to say." He adds as I nod slightly and hopped into my car.

Look who's crushing.

My worse enemy.

Micah Gold.

Sometimes I think I'm a fool for some shits I never found out but try to act on it.

I think pretty is pure innocent.

I have no reason to harm her in the first place, her father's my only aim.

I got home tiredly after the night which felt like forever, but a night I can't forget.

The very first time I think I have settled to take care of someone, the very first time I heard someone's cry and felt sad.

How on Earth could I be so heartful?

I'm not so nice to begin with, I never sympathized with anyone.

Hell.

"Ryan has to join hands with me and take Martin down. How should we do it?" I hear father speak to someone I didn't see the face while I was passing his room

"Remember Ryan has to marry his daughter so they can have a heir," the man replies

Now I stop by the frame to listen to more.

"Was it a deal?" Father asks, "yes it was, ever since Martin made his father commit suicide, they made the deal." The man replies as father grumbles

"Ryan's not gonna take that throne, I have to join hands with him and betray him at the end." Father says

"Francis, what's your main aim, the throne?"

Father chuckles.

"No, I want Martin dead. He killed my brother sabestian, I need to revenge for him

Father growls as silence take over.

"Tell me you've been hiding this from his son, the heir?" The man asks and this is where I get confused.

Who's his son?

"Who's out there?!" Father exclaims after I gesture  towards the room

"Oh...uh...pardon me father, I was passing by." I smile genuinely as he heaves a sigh, I look at the man speaking with dad and I've never seen him before.

Father clears his throat and walks out of the room.

The man follows by.

Okay, there are many things I need to know about father and Martin,

who's sabestian,

who's his son?

Why did Martin murder sabestian?

Why is father so intimate about the throne while I'm the true heir?
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