Leave

"I didn't ask because I don't care who you are. I want you to leave. If you please..." I keep my wall up against him. I won't allow this man to shake me.

He folded his arms. His strong arms are more defined by what he did. I looked up at him. Like Lucian, this guy is also over six-footer because I'm looking up at him now. His eyebrows complement his mysterious and deep eyes like a storm that will bring chaos to your system. His sharp nose was perfect for his thin but red lips and his perfect jaws that were tightened because of his irritation with me.

A drum is in my heart, and the butterflies in my stomach are starting to be out of control. I don't know if it is because of this man or because of the tonic that I had. I'd instead choose the latter.

I was dazed. I can't believe that there is someone I can say is equal to the good looks of my beloved Lucian. I can say that my Lucian has the same perfect features and elegance as this man. Both are like a prince.

My gosh! It was the effect of alcohol, so I was able to praise this man. I've been so loyal to Lucian that I cannot flatter others until this man shows.

"What are you doing here? You shouldn't be out by this hour. And one more thing, why are you drowning yourself with alcohol? Alone." he emphasizes the word alone when he says that. I don't know if it's true that I see some concern in him or if I just imagine things because that emotion suddenly disappeared when he blinked.

I sigh quietly to calm down and fix myself. I am not praising this guy in front of me! He was a stranger, for Pete's sake!

"What do you know?" I said with a slight. Why does he have to bother me like this? Can he just leave me alone and pretend I do not exist? Damn it! The last thing I want now is comfort from a total stranger!

"I am managing this hotel, and you are a guest, so it's my responsibility if something bad happens to you."

I felt disappointed because of what he said but immediately dismissed it when I presumed it. Why would I be disappointed that he only cares about me because he is the one handling this hotel? He was afraid that I might cause trouble to his hotel's reputation, so he wanted to help me. He wants me to come to my senses and stop causing him problems!

What an ass!

"You're the owner of this hotel? Then, I'm not asking. I want to be alone. And if you're worried that something bad will happen to me, don't worry, I won't haunt you when I die." coldly I told him. The stubbornness and embarrassment I felt wanted me to spite him more!

I could see that his gaze became darker as if he didn't like what I said. Maybe because he was worried that their hotel's name might be tainted because I would be in a headline in a newspaper by chance. A woman was found dead on a hotel's shore.

"Why are you saying those bullshits!" he said furiously. I was stunned by his reaction and how intense he said those words. Somehow, I felt scared. He looked as if he was mad at what I had said.

"Because I fucking want to die!" I shouted at him to show him that I was not affected. I could see the tension in his jaw as if he didn't like what I answered.

"You're drunk. I'll escort you to your room," he says.

I shook my head stubbornly and averted my arm as he tried to touch me again. I don't want the feeling of him touching me!

"Can you please leave me fucking alone? I want to be alone!"

"No. I. Won't. Leave. And your mouth. Stop saying that nonsense!" he said, emphasizing the phrase I won't leave. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Then I'm the one leaving!" I said to that annoying man and got out of his sight. I really don't like nosy people!

I picked up a bottle of alcohol I was carrying earlier and walked away. I don't want that guy to bother me again.

Even though my visions were spinning, I didn't care anymore. I want to get drunk until I can no longer handle myself. To stop my mind from thinking of Lucian. So I will be numb to feeling the pain of losing Lucian. Fuck! I want to be cool by all these, but why is it so hard to just ignore my feelings?

It is never easy to just forget that I have no more chance of winning Lucian's heart and just move on from this heartbreak. It wasn't easy. If it is easy, I won't be nursing myself with this alcohol and want to just die since I don't want to be hurt anymore!

With every step, I almost fell because I could not balance myself anymore. "Damn life! How could you be so miserable?" I cried, talking to myself.

My life is not really miserable because I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth.

I am Lucila Anika Sandoval, an heiress, and an only child. Our family's business is more on real estate. We owned multiple chains of hotels.

I used to live in freedom. I never worried in life. What I want is what I get. Everything I desire, I can have even without lifting a hand. I have plenty of money to spend. I can travel to places I want. I have everything in my life... Except one.

Except for the man I love. Lucian.

I cannot have his love. Damn! I get everything I want except Lucian, except for his love.

How ironic. If only money could buy love, I am willing to throw millions of money away so I can have Lucian's love.

I cried when I tumbled onto the sand. I didn't cry because of the pain of the fall, but because of the anguish I felt. I lose the strength to move. I am so tired of all these. I am weary of the pain that keeps on hurting me.

I just wanna end my life to end this pain. I never felt so hurt like this! I have never felt like taking my own life. It is just that I was wounded so deeply, and I don't know if I could get a chance to get rid of this misery.

"Are you alright, Miss? Are you hurt?" a man asked me and held my arm.