Tristan went out that night, being invisible he took a stroll and eventually sat somewhere far and high on a tall hill.
The next morning, he escorted his landlady out of her house protecting her, and later that evening, he returned to check on her but she didn't drive in that night. He thought she might still be at her workplace, piled up with work but on getting there, she wasn't at the workplace and had left.
Fear consumed him immediately and chill displeased feelings settled in his mid-section. Where's Liliana? He searched high and low for her but no sign of his landlady.
With negative thoughts and prospects, he went back to her house but she hadn't dropped by.
Tristan searched for her till dawn and then settled in her room. The raspberry smell always calmed him and makes him think straight. Why was he bothering himself in searching for her? His father must have taken her and she must be under his torture by now.
His father was a demon and he wouldn't be the one to hide her so tracking his father was useless. And Andrew on the other hand might be the one to have her in his hands but he couldn't locate where that demon was because he was in hiding!
What was he going to do? He couldn't let his father win just like that and take his landlady's life because of some stupid revenge. Tristan paced back and forth, in deep thought on how to save Liliana. And when the thought of Liliana being missing struck his mind, something in his heart move and cause pain of anxiety in his stomach. When did he start to feel this way?
Let's not think of when he started to feel this way, where was Liliana?!
Last night, Liliana decided not to go home because she was all alone in that house and it keeps reminding her of her late parents and Tristan's remorseless behavior so, she decided to sleep over at Raquel's house.
If Tristan had mated with her or knew where Raquel lived, he'd have found her last night.
Liliana left Raquel's house early that morning and later on, drove into her house in the parking lot. When she glanced at Tristan's house, she noticed and sensed that he still hadn't returned home yet. She entered her house to go dressed into something better and go visit her parents. She was off work today.
Tristan had wandered and wandered all around the city and also spied on his Dad despite knowing that his father would sense his presence but he found no sign of Liliana. Frustrated and angry, with fear and worry. He teleported back to her house, her room precisely. At that moment Liliana was seated on her bed taking off her shoes.
She was quietly in the thought of what she would have as breakfast that morning when suddenly, out of a blue someone appeared in front of her. The first thing that came to her mind was to scream out loud, in fear and fright.
Liliana screamed and eventually stopped when she saw Tristan. Wait...Tristan? Tristan! Where had he been all this while? Why did he suddenly appear in her room like it was his? Had he been doing that?
They both stared at each other flabbergasted, Tristan was surprised to see that she was the one sitting on the bed without any scratch and she looked okay. That means his father never took her and she had been alright all along. All night! Where did she go to? Why didn't she come home last night?
Well, Tristan was a man with dirty naughty thoughts. What came to his mind was that she finally had given her beautiful flower away to some guy who doesn't worth it! Who was he to judge who was worth it or not? But he was her neighbor, he was the first man to ever see her naked and the first man she had ever kissed, lips to lips.
Liliana stood up and tossed her shoe to the ground. "What are you doing here?"
"Where have you been?" They both asked at the same time.
And with that, they both turned mute. Liliana fought the urge to not lower her gaze and stare him in the eyes but it was like he was piercing through her, through her soul! For heaven's sake Liliana! She got defeated and lowered her gaze.
"Answer me, Liliana?" He was about to touch her shoulder but she moved away from that spot.
"Go away and stop acting like you care," she said heading towards the bathroom but before touching the knob, he teleported to her front.
Her jaws clenched due to not expecting his sudden appearance.
"I don't care but I've been looking for you all night Liliana."
She stared at him, no, she shouldn't be bewildered by him. He was lying! "Did I ask you to look for me? Are you my guardian or my parents to look for me?" She had this somber look on her face.
"Where were you last night?" Tristan wanted to be sure that she hadn't sold her flower to some boy. "Tell me," he sounded so compelling.
"Why should I tell you that?" She fought back. Tristan sighed and turned to her with that fierce look. This time her guts left her all alone, she couldn't confront him like she did that night.
"Just tell me already," he almost yelled. He was skeptical about her disappearance last night and thought he thought right. Why would she do that to herself and just give away herself to some...some man? He tried to read her mind but she didn't mention it in her mind. Oh, she was frustrating him like crazy.
Tristan then grabbed her shoulder and swirl her about before mashing her to the walk. Liliana groaned.
"Don't you get it, I don't want to tell you anything that concerns me okay? Just leave me alone. I don't know why you care now after trying to murder me," she said with widened eyes at him.
Tristan trashed that feeling of remorse and stared back. "You don't want to tell me where you were last night right?" His voice said what he wanted to do, hurt her.
"Okay! Just don't hurt me," she relented. Well, Tristan wasn't planning to hurt her. He wanted to do something naughty which he knew she hated.
Tristan stared at her dying to know where she went to. "Wait..." She didn't say it. Urgh Liliana, just tell me!
"Where have you been all these days?" She asked with squinted eyes. Tristan's grip against her shoulders loosened.
"I'll tell you if you..."
"I spent the night at Raquel's house. Satisfied? Now let me go," she pushed his hands off. "And leave my room," she said.
Tristan took steps back, Oh, what a big relief, he actually thought... He looked at Liliana's back as she led her legs to the bathroom before closing the door. He should trust Liliana more than any other person. Why would he think she spent the night at some boy's house and in his arm? That was totally ridiculous. She acts like a child whenever he touches her so why would she...? He laughed at his stupid assumptions.
Liliana closed the door and peeked through it to make sure he hadn't teleported inside her bathroom. That man was a devil! When she saw he was still wondering about something she was interested in knowing. Wait...was he willing to apologize now? She prays so.
While taking off her dress, she kept whispering his name to know if he wasn't spying on her. She waved her hands in the air to be sure. She was not 100% sure because Tristan was a devil! He might be spying on her now but she couldn't see him. Gosh! She wished she had never known him or his existence. Eventually, she took her bath and dressed up. When she closed the door behind her after leaving the bathroom, she didn't find Tristan. Where was he? Had he left again?
She called out his name though she knew it was totally ridiculous to do that. But he didn't show up after she called out to him. "I thought he was going to apologize, he will always be the jerk he was," she muttered to herself and went to grab her bag.
On turning about, a sudden force pushed her to the wall and when she looked up with her heart racing about to scream, she saw Tristan leaning closer and she reacted stupidly. She felt and knew what he was aiming for with how close he was. She tried to figure out the word to express how he smelled but she couldn't think straight tat hat moment because she was expecting his lips to touch hers soon. And with that, feeling his breath on her forehead...
Tristan lifted her chin with his fingers and pressed his lips on hers slowly and gently. He gave her a delicate sweet kiss. When Tristan pulled out. He surprised her more by saying. "Liliana, I'm sorry."