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Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions) novel Chapter 51

I'm in so deep, I don't know how I'm going to find my way out. I keep searching, hoping that something would present itself. That there is some cushioning because I don't see any light , it's all darkness.

I watch the people around me, Vincent standing next to me, his hand possessively on my back and the brandy back in the other.

Last night until dawn broke way, we danced, and I felt something, then he left and the feeling was gone.

He made me feel and I want that back, I want it back now.

Spotting Roberto standing on the end of the room, watching me, I turn to face the other way.

This place resembles a checker house, everything is black and white with ice sculptures. It is boring and proves that class is something you have to be born with.

My mother would never be seen at a place as common as this. The old me would say so, but now I just don't care.

“Can you at least pretend to smile,” Vincent whispers in my ear.

“No, I told you, I didn't want to come. I need some fresh air before I suffocate from boredom.”

I don't wait for an answer as I go to the big balcony doors.

The navy silk dress I'm wearing makes me feel icky and I hate it.

“I haven't seen you in a while.” The voice startles me and I spin around to face Roberto.

The last time I saw him was the night Vincent first kissed me, outside of B-Street.

“Busy life,” I say as I turn back to face the bustle of cars.

“Yes, well, I heard about your little misfortune. A word of advice, leave, stay out of this. Vincent hasn't gotten this far without a few enemies, non of us have. This war that you think is done in your name is only going to make more enemies. Forget about Vincent, forget about this life, go home Kylie.”

“Are you done? Or are you going to lecture me on table manners next.”

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