Santi's Downfall

Chapter 30: The Heartache

Every adversity, every failure, and every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit.

Napoleon Hill

Haven Pierce's POV

Weeks had passed since my accident in Santi's private gym, and so far, nothing had progressed in our relationship. I sighed deeply while I was alone in my room. Not that I am complaining about the status of our relationship. I was well aware that I have a huge crush on him, but I am not sure if it goes deeper than that.

The same goes for Santi. I didn't know what kind of madness had possessed him when he said that we're officially dating now, but I think the reason for his decision, knowing that he hasn't had relationships in the past, was that he was uncomfortable with the fact that he was seen flirting and kissing with his ward. Though, in my opinion, there was nothing wrong with our relationship, still...

I think we need to talk about this. We—I mean, he rushed into a relationship when we were both half-hearted about it. I am sure that he feels the same way as me. We were just caught up in the unexplainable passion that erupted between us like combustible gas. My brain might have forgotten him in the past due to trauma but now I remember him as the teenage boy that I had a huge crush on from my childhood still makes the butterflies residing in my belly flutter their wings. The effect was still there but would it go deeper than that?

That's the question I want to answer for myself. I want to know if making a big mistake rushing everything. I want to take a step back and think about what might be my real feelings for Santi Marchesi. Because my feelings for him might not be real. I have a crush on him but I also have a huge crush on Gray Everett.

Maybe it would be better if I went back to LA and separated from him for a while to see how my feelings would progress from there. I would like the use the opportunity to think about all about this and then see how it goes for him too.

With a full determination inside me, I was about to go out of my room and search for him when I only managed to take a few strides, and Santi burst inside my room.

"Oh..." I was rather surprised to see him standing in my room as if I just conjured him up in my mind. "...I was just about to look for you."

A slow sexy smile fitted his lips. "Why? Miss me?"

His flirtatious manner never failed to make my heart skip a beat but I must remember that there was nothing special about it. He used to do that with women all the time that's why they ended up in his bed, right?

Are you jealous? A tiny voice inside me had asked.

"Are you busy? Can we talk?" I asked, pointedly ignoring the voice inside my head that was nudging me with nonsense.

He smiled brightly in my direction. "I am about to say the same thing with you. I have been busy these past few days that I somehow feel that I have been neglecting you. Let's go on a date wherever part of the world you want."

I bit my bottom lip as I felt slightly guilty that I was about to ruin his good mood. I tried to return his enthusiasm. "Can we talk first?"

Santi was now eyeing me curiously. Maybe he was probably wondering what I wanted to talk about to him that urgently. He led me to the French door on the balcony of my room and sat on the iron chairs outside. "What do you want to talk about?"

I took a deep breath as I mustered the strength I had in me to inform him about my decision. "The thing is..." I paused for a moment because I was well aware of how my heart started hammering in my chest and gauging his expression at the same time. "...I have decided to accept your suggestion weeks ago that it would be a good idea if I just stay in LA than here."