𝙸𝙽 𝙻𝙾𝚅E 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁
In Love With My Masters - Episode 46&47
{..Crazy over you..}
THEME: ROMANCE
By: Greenie J.
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TWO MONTHS LATER~
IMPERIO LUCAS*
Wren was in her room, her chest pressed to the bed as she scrolled through comics on her tablet. The past two months had been heart-wrenching for her. She rarely spoke to anyone, choosing instead to lose herself in the comics Aliyah had introduced her to. They became her only distraction from the pain of her heartbreak.
She hadn't seen Dragon since he left for London two months ago. His father had an accident, which required him to manage the company there before he recovered making it a hectic period for him.
Even though he occasionally texted her, she never responded. She wanted to move on, but it was proving difficult. She still loved him deeply.
Wren became engrossed in her comics, Aliyah entered the room.
"Any problem?" Wren asked without looking up, already knowing it was Aliyah. She recognized her by her familiar strawberry scent.
"Nope, actually, it's good news, second boss" Aliyah said with a wide grin, stepping closer.
"Stop right there and talk" Wren ordered.
Aliyah gasped, holding her chest in mock drama.
"Do I stink?"
"Shut up and talk' Wren snapped.
"Oh, which one do you want me to do first? You said 'shut up' and 'talk' at the same time" Aliyah teased.
"Just talk" Wren commanded, exasperated.
"Dragon's back!" Aliyah exclaimed, bursting with excitement.
"He's back at the empire, and second boss, you won't believe it. He dyed his hair white...He looks like an angel who just fell from the sky"
Wren didn't turn around.
"And how is that good news?" she asked flatly.
"But-" Aliyah started, but Wren cut her off.
"Get out of my room. Now"
Aliyah gave a quick bow and left, closing the door behind her.
Wren bit her lip, dropping her tablet.
"So, he's back…" she mumbled to herself.
Just then, she heard the door open and assumed it was Aliyah returning.
"Should I just kill you now? I told you to get out" she snapped, standing up and turning around. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw who had entered.
She saw Dragon standing there.
"Dragon" she breathed, her voice trembling.
Without hesitation, Dragon strode forward and wrapped her in a tight hug. Wren was taken aback by the sudden embrace.
"I missed you" he whispered into her ear, his breath sending a shiver down her spine.
"Let go of me" Wren murmured. After a moment, Dragon reluctantly released her.
"You should know your limits, Dragon. I'm your boss. Hugging me like that is out of line" Wren said, her tone cold and distant.
"Wren-" he started, but she cut him off again.
"Mistake. It's 'second boss' not 'Wren' Use the door and… Welcome back" she said, turning back toward the bed.
But before she could walk away, Dragon grabbed her arm and spun her around. His lips crashed on hers in a soft, lingering kiss, catching her off guard. Her cheeks flushed with heat, but she didn’t respond. He pulled away after a moment.
"Do you remember that day?" Dragon asked, his voice low.
"You kissed me first, but I didn't reciprocate. Now it’s the other way around"
Wren blinked, speechless.
“What if I told you I love you? What if I said I really don't want to distract you by having a romantic relationship with you since you're the second boss here? What if I confess that I've been in love with you for the past three years but kept my feelings to myself? Wren, I know I've hurt you, and I know you cried so hard because of me. I deserve any punishment, but I'm desperate to kiss you now. If I don't, I might not survive" he said, his hand sliding to her waist.
"I hate you" she whispered, tears streaming down her face.
"You're such a crybaby" he said, kissing her again. This time, she responded, This time, she responded, her arms wrapping around his neck as his hands held her waist possessively.
The kiss grew more intense as they both fell on the bed. Wren's fingers moved to his shirt buttons, and she began undoing them, sliding his shirt off his body. Her hands traced his chest while he kissed her breathlessly. She felt his hand slipping under her gown, and before she could fully process it, his fingers thrust inside her, making her gasp into his mouth.
"Drag-Dragon" she moaned as he pushed deeper. He broke the kiss to speak.
"I think I like Dice better" he whispered, before continuing. Her screams and moans filled the room.
"Dice, ouuuu" she gasped.
"Ouch!"
"Ahhh, Dr– I mean, Diceeeeee!"
LUCAS' ESTATE
If loneliness had a face, it would be Lucas. Tiara never returned to him. He went to her parents' restaurant to ask about her, but they refused to talk to him. He knew they were aware of Tiara's whereabouts and what had happened between them because they never reached out to him, not even to ask about her.
He knew he had hurt their daughter, but they wouldn't even let him explain. He rarely attended his company anymore, relying heavily on his friends to keep things running.
He barely eats, and Tiara's parents had already come to collect her belongings from his house. He slept in her room every night, just to feel close to her memory.
He messaged her countless times, sent different voice notes, and called her millions of times, but she didn't answer any of them. There was nowhere in California he hadn't searched, but he later realized she was out of the country but where?
He and his twin had already resolved things with Kieran before everything fell apart between him and Tiara.
Kieran told him about his plans to travel abroad, and since then, they hadn't spoken. Not that Lucas had the time.
All he wanted was to see his Scaredy-cat, to tell her the bet was broken and that he truly loves her—not just liked her. She was the first girl he ever loved. They took each other's v+rginity too. He could have done a thorough search to find her, but he stopped looking a month ago. He decided to wait for her, but she never came.
His father checked in on him almost three times a week. He didn't even bother trying to find out who had sent her the bet recording. What was the point?
Lucas stood up from his bed and walked to the bathroom.
Stripping himself n+ked, he stepped under the shower, letting the water drench him.
He brushed his wet hair back, the water streaming down his handsome face, and smiled sadly, his dimples showing.
"Mom, I lost her… or didn't I?" he mumbled.
"I lost you, but I don't want to lose her too. She made me smile, she made me happy, but I broke her heart"
"Why do I feel like I deserve this? I think I do because I hurt her so many times, calling her all sorts of names" he added.
"Tiara" he whispered, closing his eyes. He could see her even with his eyes shut.
Her smile, her laughter, her tears. The way he kissed her when they made love, and how beautiful she looked when she moaned his name.
"I love you, Scaredy-cat" he muttered, before stepping out of the shower.
*
JONES APARTMENT
Mr. and Mrs. Jones were cuddled together on the bed, enjoying a quiet day of rest without going to their restaurant.
"Do you think what we did to him was right? I mean, Lucas. I think he's really sorry, and I honestly feel bad for him" Mr. Jones said, glancing at his wife.
"I know, but he should at least feel the pain she felt. Remember, Tiara specifically asked us not to tell him where she is, so let's not make things worse for her. She might come back to him eventually, and if she does, I'd support that" Mrs. Jones replied.
"You think so? She's really hurt" Mr. Jones said, raising a brow.
"Still, I want him as my son-in-law" she pouted.
"But he broke our daughter's heart. It's a 50-50 chance" she added.
"But you said he once confessed to her" Mr. Jones said.
"Yeah, he said he likes her, not love her. I can still remember exactly what he said...'Yeah, I like her. She's pretty, why wouldn't I?" she mimicked Lucas's voice.
"But at least he confessed" Mr. Jones protested.
"Point of correction..liking someone is different from loving them. 'Like' is feeling good and excited about someone, while 'love' is a deep, lasting emotion that makes you want to build a future with that person" Mrs. Jones explained.
"But she said he confessed that he loves her" Mr. Jones muttered.
"Yeah, so that means his feelings grew from like to love. I know my daughter loves him too. All that talk about hating him? I know it's just a lie" Mrs. Jones said, pouting her lips.
"But Kieran hurt her too. He was the one who made up the bet, so why did she forgive him so easily?" he asked.
"Because Kieran isn't the one she loves. She loves Lucas, remember? And as for Kieran, he already apologized. But if she can forgive Kieran, why can't she just forgive Lucas? He saved her multiple times, didn't he? He really loves her. Nobody is above mistakes" Mrs. Jones said softly.
Mr. Jones pecked his wife on the lips, and she smiled.
"She's just hurt. Don't blame her. She'lll come to her senses soon" he reassured her.
"I love you" he added.
"I love you too, hubby" she replied.
"Can you believe that Terry is dating the girl I told him not to date?" Mrs. Jones suddenly said.
"Leave him be. It's just five gap. Stop being so stubborn" Mr. Jones sighed.
"Oh, please, the five-year gap is too much" she frowned.
"Just let him be. He's happy, and he's not so young anymore. He's 19" Mr. Jones insisted, and Mrs. Jones nodded grumpily.
"How did you find out, though?" he asked.
"He left his phone on the coffee table in the living room. I saw a chat between him and the girl. It was so romantic... and he had a picture of them together as the chat wallpaper. He told her, 'I love you' and she said it back" she said, pulling a funny face, making her husband laugh.
"My wife is such a funny queen" he teased, stroking her hair.
"Whatever"she rolled her eyes.
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ONE YEAR AND THREE MONTHS LATER*
Lucas was seated at the dining table, his laptop open in front of him. A cup of tea and cookies sat nearby. He wore a sleeveless sweatshirt and sweatpants, looking more handsome than ever.
His left hand still had the familiar cross tattoo, but his right hand now bore another tattoo that read, "I love you, Scaredy-cat" designed in blue. He was engrossed in his company work when the sound of the elevator opened.
His guards entered, but Lucas didn’t look up until the head guard called out.
"Boss, we have a problem" the head guard said, and the sound of babies crying made Lucas immediately look up. He turned to see the nine guards, two out of the guards were holding a baby each.
And he stood up slowly, looking confused.
"What's going on?" He asked.
They walked to him and when he saw the clear view of the babies, his eyes almost popped out.
"It can't be right?" He muttered.
The two babies took everything about him, the first one which was a boy was his carbon copy, while the second one which was a girl took the face of his Scaredy-cat, though some of his face features still showed in there.
"A car honked and we had to check outside to see two men dressed in black holding two babies. They told us where the babies are from and said Tiara Jones asked to drop these babies here. Knowing who she is, we had to collect the babies" the head guard stated, and Lucas almost felt like crying.
'She has two babies for me' he thought, biting his lower lip.
"Boss, and a letter was sent too by her" the head guard said, handing Lucas a letter. He took it immediately, not wasting any time opening it, and then he read…
"Hi Lucas, I guess it's been a long time, hasn't it? (Sighs) All I have to say is this...forget about me. I know it might be hard, especially if you still love me, but don't wait for me anymore. Our journey ends here.
Leaving with Kieran was a hard decision, but I had no choice. You both hurt me deeply, and I needed to leave. We're not a thing though, but he has been there for me. My parents know where I am, but I asked them not to tell you.
That day, Kieran brought me to my parents. They were upset with him too, but they encouraged me to go far away, maybe to heal, and eventually come back to you. But over time, I realized that we don't belong together.
Kieran told me you broke the bet and truly loves me, but it doesn't change the fact that you made a bet on me in the first place.
After I left for California to New Zealand, since that was where kieran was heading before, a week later I realized I was pregnant. Since we never used protection during s+x and I didn't use birth control pills... months later, I gave birth to our kids.
I guess you can see they look like you... but I'm happy the girl still has a little of my face. I shouldn't talk too much... I named the boy Cassius, and the girl lunara. beautiful, right? They're six months old.
I made sure to breastfeed them for 6 months before sending them to you... thanks for letting me be a MOTHER, lucas. Just move on with your life, and I will too. Please don't try to find me. I'm starting a new life there... take care of our kids..
From, Tiara Jones"
He was already crying as he read it.
'Does she hate me that much?' he thought, feeling heartbroken.
*****
SYDNEY'S MANSION**
Sydney sat on the floor of her room, alcohol in her hand, tears streaming down her face. She looked hollow, as though she had given up on everything. Her breakup with Terry had happened just two hours earlier.
FLASHBACK*
Sydney had just come out of the bathroom, towel-drying her hair when her phone rang on the bed. She rushed to it, already knowing who was calling.
Terry.
She grabbed the phone and answered quickly.
"Hey, boyfriend" sge said, her voice bright.
"Hi" Terry responded weakly.
Sydney's brow furrowed with concern.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" she asked, worried.
"I was granted the scholarship" he announced, and Sydney squealed in excitement.
"Oh my gosh, Terry, I'm so proud of you! But why does your voice sound like that?" she asked.
"I won't be studying in California, but in the U.S" he said, and Sydney's breath caught in her throat.
"I told my parents that I would wait until I heard back from the California university, but they encouraged me to go for the scholarship in the US, suggesting it might be a good opportunity to experience a new environment and city" he added.
"Huh"
"Yeah, I'm so sad. I won't be able to see you for a few years. Mom said I should focus on my education there, which means I won't be coming home. I'll be gone for six years, Sydney. I won't see your face, kiss you, or cuddle with you" he said, his voice cracking.
"Should I just decline it?" he asked.
"Don't, just go and live your dreams. But… for you to focus, I really don't want to be a distraction. Maybe you'll miss me and think about me all the time. Let's break up" she blurted out, and the line went silent.
"Terry" she promted.
"No Sydney, what are you talking about? You can visit me sometimes. You're rich, so you can come whenever you want. Please don't break up with me. Do you want me to die?" he pleaded.
"Let's just break up. It will be fine" she said, biting her lower lip hardly.
"Sydney…" he started to say.
"You can come back to me after six years. I'll wait" she promised.
"Sydney!!" Terry yelled through the phone.
"It's for the best, Terry. You need to focus. Remember, I'm done with school since years ago and the best I can do is let you concentrate on your education. This isn't high school, it's university. You're still young, and this is your future. So let's end things now. Just remember, Sydney loves you" she said, trying hard not to cry.
"So that's what you really want? What's the point of having a phone if we can't communicate? Can't you at least bear with me?" Terry's voice was filled with frustration.
Tears streamed down her face.
"I don't care, Terry. Please focus on your studies..
Goodbye" she said, her voice trembling.
"But…Syd-" Terry continued, but she ended the call abruptly.
"It's for the best, right? I don't think it’s awkward" she said to herself, trying to justify her decision.
"I'm sorry, Terry. I guess I'm a bad girlfriend" she mumbled as tears streamed down her face.
He applied for scholarships 6 months ago to both a university in California and a university in the US. His parents advised him to apply to the US university as a backup in case the California one didn't work out.
Today, he was granted the scholarship to the university in the US, meaning he has been accepted there, but he still hasn't received a response from the California university.
FLASHBACK ENDS
Terry came to her house some minutes ago, but Sydney instructed the guards not to let him in.
"I did it for the best, he must concentrate on his studies more" she muttered, gulping down the last of the alcohol.
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TBC.
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