The Grand Mistress

"The F Lucy!" Both Simione and Gabriella gave her thud. 

"Are you out of your mind?" It was Simione who first confronted her. "How could you ask Gabriella to do it?"

"She's twenty eight," Lucy just rolled an eye at it. "There are many great fish in the sea and yet she keeps on crying about rotten fish. It's time she taste some fresh new fish, or fishes,"

Pack! Simione gave Lucy another snap.

"Gabriella does not have experience on those kinds of things," Simione protested. "She might get hurt,"

"Oh look who's talking? Why Sisi? You also don't know anything about these things and yet you gave Hawk Monsanto some... hard release," Lucy retorted, giving emphasis to her  last words and making a face at Simione who  instantly turned crimson.

"My goals are different,"

"Gabriella doesn't have goals," Lucy pressed. "Besides I strongly believe it's time he meets someone new and enjoys the company of men….right Gabbie?....Gabbie?"

Both Simione and Lucy were appalled to have realized Gabriella wasn't on their side anymore. They searched for her with their eyes and found none. 

"She ran away again," Lucy apathetically sighs. This was not the first time Gabriella ran away to evade most of their conversation about her predicament.

"This is your fault. We are here to chase Hawk and enjoy the city," Simione pointed. "And yet you dare scratch her broken heart,"

"Seriously Sisi, I think it's time Gabriella meets someone new," Lucy turned and searched for the group of handsome looking men she saw earlier. "You know most of the times, new love makes you forget of the old ones,"

***

Gabriella was strolling around the beach quietly. She was always grateful for Simione and Lucy's company especially at this time when she was at the lowest point of her life. However, there were times that she didn't want to talk about it, to forget everything even just for one night or hours maybe because the truth was, her life situation then was already suffocating her. Erwan had been continuously running in her mind—his promises, his love, their supposed to be future and all the most, the family she looked forward to having with him. There was not a single time she stopped thinking about him even when he was the one that had been causing her heart to bleed then. 

After some time, Gabriella had found herself in a docking area where many yachts had been anchored. She looked around and realized she had walked miles already from the bar where she left her friends. She thought of going back already but the quietness and calmness of the place made her want to linger still. So she stayed and looked up, adoring the stars up above. It was a beautiful night and the stars glistened like snow-flakes giving Gabriella's heart a warm feeling as if tonight, they glowed specifically  for her, giving comfort to her cold frozen heart. 

Gabriella thought then that stargazing wouldn't be a bad idea for tonight. Besides, she didn't want to go back to their suite as she was sure no one was in there. She'll just end up crying like crazy in there alone because  Simione and Lucy would surely drain all of the bar's liquor first before they gave up their bad drinking habits and that would take them the whole night.

Thoroughly deciding she'll stay for a while, Gabriella decided to climb on the smallest yacht she can see. There were many to choose from and since she sees no one around, she didn't hesitate to do some trespassing.  Like a thief, she slowly climbed into one of the unattended yachts, landed in the cockpit and went on until she reached the hatch. Once there, she lay on it and watched the stars glowing endlessly like little fireballs. Few minutes there and she felt drowsy as the liquor seemed to have kicked into her system. Gabriella closed her eyes exhausted, she felt like she wanted to vomit but was able to hold herself for a while until she dozed off.

While the pretty Monteria angel was sleeping in the hatch, someone climbed on the same yacht she sneaked into. It was a man of big muscular build, half naked and was carrying scuba diving gear with him. It was dark on that part of the dock and so he didn't certainly notice there was a sleeping beauty snoring at the hatch. The man went on his routine around the yacht, he needed no light to be able to move around comfortably in the cockpit because he had memorized every part of it. Soon, after preparing everything, he pushed the buttons to start the engine and engaged forward. He was a bit in a hurry because his perfectionist character kept reminding him he was running late in his voyage plans that night. The yacht then moved, slow for a while until it hit a good speed, enough for Gabriella's stomach to turn provided she felt a nausea already before her unexpected boat ride began.

When she opened her eyes, what welcomed her was the rush of a fast speed running boat and since she was in the hatch, she was not spared from the harsh little splashes of ocean water that turned her instantly soaking wet.

"Ahhhhhhh!" She screamed in fear and helplessly sat to reach into the railings, afraid that she'll fall into the dark blue ocean beneath her.

"Shit!" There was a loud scream that rose above Gabriella's fright. In just a few minutes, the boat immediately stopped and the girl was left gasping for breath. She was not used to the adrenaline rush and right then she knew she messed up, a lot. 

A minute more and a light was directed to her, blurring her sight. She heard a series of fast paced footsteps and a little later, a loud chidding. 

"What the fuck are you doing here miss? Who the hell are you!"

***

As soon as the man turned off the engine, he opened the lights in the hatch to see whoever was there. He saw a silhouette in the dark, which he didn't see prior and heard a woman screaming and so he was sure someone, a trespasser dared to climb into his boat.

His big steps led him right through the hatch in no time and out of his anger he splattered heavy cusses only to regret it afterwards when he saw someone, an angel that seemed to have fallen fresh from the skies.

There he saw a woman in white soaked clothes, helpless and frightened with a face that resembled a godly being yet very attractive as hell.  She had a very pale skin, very long wavy curls that tangled up wet in her body and metallic green eyes that radiated a soft fury that were fixed at him, ublinking.

Her lips were soft pink, as if she was a newborn babe and her angelic face had eight or seven freckles splattered around her small pointed nose that made her unusually beautiful and magical. The man was left speechless because upon seeing her, it made him somehow wonder whether mermaids or angels were real as it seemed that someone was caught in his yacht.

Then, the woman hiccupped, twice for a while until she continued doing so. Then he noticed she was pinkish blushing and slightly in daze.

"Miss, are you drunk?" His previous hard tone went gentle.

She hiccuped once before she answered, "A bit. Could you help me please?"

The angel he found slowly raised a hand at him, asking for help that for a moment he didn't know what to do. He felt so unworthy to touch her hand thinking mortals cannot just hold heavenly beings' hands. As far as he knew, he  made so many grave sins in his life that for sure, one touch of an angel would send his skin burning unworthy of her pureness.

"Please.." Gabriella asked again, feeling like her head was turning. The rush that she felt earlier only aggravated her drunkenness and she was feeling helpless. The man who found him, hesitated to accept her hands but he did so after her pleas. He pulled her up to stand before him but even when she was already standing, he still towered her as he was physically tall.

"Are you okay?" The man suddenly became concerned but Gabriella was so drowned in her nausea that instead of answering, she stumbled on him and ended up vomiting hard, right through the man's stomach.

The man wanted to curse seeing the mess that Gabriella created but strangely, he was able to hold his mouth as if it seemed very inappropriate to curse in front of an angel. Instead, he tapped Gabriella's back and slowly caressed it, hoping he was helping her because right then, he couldn't think straight as he was still deeply in awe with the angel who trespassed his property.

"I'm alright," Gabriella managed to answer despite her turning stomach. She felt like there were more things in her stomach that she needed to let out but she can't keep her focus on it as her wet dress was so heavy already and the cold that clung onto it was pressing through her skin. And so to make herself comfortable, she,  without warning, pulled her dress and threw it off somewhere, leaving nothing but her undergarments to cover her intimate places.

"Heavens!" The man's eyes went huge upon the sight of an angel, almost naked. His eyes immediately burned.