"Good morning, sir," Martina greeted me as I opened my bedroom door and I looked at her as I buttoned up my shirt to the very top. She almost bowed at me, and I'm pretty certain she would have if I wasn't walking as though she wasn't besides me, "I hope you slept well-"
"Most certainly," I responded, "I slept like a baby," I replied as one of the housemaids rushed in my direction with my briefcase in their hands and swiftly handed it to me as I walked right past them, "but I didn't call you to talk to me about my sleeping. I called you to talk to you about Celeste, my fiancé."
"Understandable," she replied with a strict cold tone.
Martina was a dangerous woman, one you wouldn't suspect to be who she really is. She's been trained in the arts of assassination for well over 30 years and knows how to kill a man with a paper clip and rubber band in more than 14 ways. She's not one to be
"Let go of me," I said fiercely as I glared at Daddy who was glaring down at me, gripping tightly onto my forearm, "I said let go of me," I repeated as I tried to pull my arm out of his hold but I knew that he wouldn't let go of me."You want to act like a child?" He asked me, "then I'll treat you like one," he finished as he started pulling me behind him and I tried to dig my heels into the ground to stop him but I couldn't. He was so strong that the struggle I put up seemed fruitless because he easily pulled me dragged me through the mansion.During the dinner after that little fiasco, I could see just how upset he was, which was weird because I don’t know him that well. Even though he was casually leaned back in the chair and continuing conversation with his friends, I could feel the anger radiating off of him in waves. That’s when I started to doubt myself and questioned my actions. It was childish o
I stood at the stairs leading to the circular driveway where my cars are always parked whether it be the limo, Bentley or Rolls Royce. I wasn't a man who had a lot cars because I'm not a spender. I worked too hard for the money that I have and I work even harder to not lose it. That doesn't mean that I don't enjoy my wealth, because I do. I have three custom made luxury cars and since I'm a bachelor with no kids, I am perfectly fine with those cars. Back to the issue at hand, every morning when I step out I expect to see one of those three cars but today none of those were parked in front in the driveway because the driveway had ten matte black sports cars blocking the entire area.I was doubtful for a second as I tried to remember if I bought these cars perhaps last night because all day yesterday I had been working from home. Or maybe my siblings came to visit me except, none of them are in the country and they all prefer to travel by helicopter
Life has changed drastically these past few weeks for me. There's no progress between me and Aebischer except that he's increased my allowance in order to make sure that I stay as far away from him as possible. And I have been rightfully so, spending every bit of my allowance and buying whatever kind of unnecessary materialistic things I could think of. A private jet, a helicopter, all sorts of expensive luxury cars, a mansion for Brinney and of course, spoiling my best friends rotten.Perhaps you're expecting me to complain about this life, but the only complaint I have is Aebischer, other than that, I am a materialistic girl who now seems to have the world in her palms. I'm enjoying every bit of Aebischer's wealth and spending it accordingly."Hm, a dinner?" I repeated as I lazily walked through the mansion where all of my clothes were kept, rows and rows of millions in fashion as I threw a look over my should
I know I crossed the line. The way him and everyone else chocked or spat out their food was an indication of their surprise and shock at my statement.Almost immediately he glared at me but he quickly composed himself, kept silent for a brief moment as he looked at his family members before he excused himself and me and said we needed to leave. I couldn't be happier, I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible and I didn't care about what I'd said. He deserved that, especially for not once defending me and stepping in to tell his siblings to keep quiet. The only person who seemed to be on my side was Danuser who told his sisters to stop with their questions and silly statements.I know that Aebischer and I aren’t the least bit friends with each other but he honestly could’ve stepped in and helped me out a bit. So I said what I said and I don’t care how he takes it or how his family took i
I opened my eyes to be met with two of the housemaids moving around my bedroom, as silent as they had been trained, cleaning up and tidying up the mess I'd made last night. I rubbed my eyes, irritated with the amount of sunlight pouring into my bedroom. I turned my face away to be met with the usual sight of bleached hair fanned out all over my chest.I lifted my arm, seeing my wristwatch was still on me as I looked at the time. 10... too late. I placed my hand beneath Sophia's head, to move her off my chest but she groaned, shifting, and making me feel her naked chest on my own naked one."Mm, Daddy don't leave me," Sophia spoke in her best German, but she couldn't speak it well. She was part of the few who spoke Italian but I hated the language and she knew that, so she spoke German.She was clingy, like most of my mistresses and I didn't have a problem with that. As long as she didn't f
I was frightened to my very core and traumatised beyond words and description. By the time I'd woken up in the private hospital, hooked to tubes and wires, drips in my arm and surrounded by thick warn clothes and blankets- my throat was raw and bleeding, my fingers were frozen in a sickening position because of me trying to claw my way out. My toes were frozen and far apart and I could barely move any of my body parts.I think the doctors operated on my throat but I'm not sure because they advised me to not speak for two weeks because I practically destroyed my vocal cords with my screams.When I was finally discharged from hospital, crippled in a chair because I still couldn't walk for some reason, I had lost everything. Aebischer had taken everything from me; the houses, the cars, the jets and most of the stuff I had purchased during my shopping sprees.Martina told me that I wouldn't be allowed to leave th
"My baby, I've missed you so much," my mother's voice filled with love and yearning met my ears as I felt her warm big arms embrace me like they always did.Just that single hug took me all the way back to when I was just a small child. I felt like I was going down memory road, remembering the days when my mother would be there whenever I needed her."Mama, do you always have to be waiting for me?" I asked my mother as I threw my schoolbag off my shoulder."I know, baby, but you've been working so hard and I know school's been tough for you. You're writing trials now and I can see that you're not sleeping," she said softly as she took my hand and led me to my bathroom."Aww, mummy," I cried out as I saw the bubble bath she had set up for me, "mama, you didn't have to. Thank you so much!"She wrapped her ar
"You called for me," I simply said as I stood at the doorway of the home bar and saw Aebischer already seated, drinking from a whisky glass.His head lifted at the sound of my voice and he turned to look at me, just giving me a slight nod of recognition as I entered into the room. My hands were gathered in front of me, the fingers interlocked together and my footsteps were a bit hesitant.Did I not behave last night? I was sure I was the perfect date. I smiled when he did, I giggled when he chuckled, I was quiet when he spoke and spoke only when spoken to. I sat down when he told me to and only socialised with those trophy wives as we bonded over our arranged marriages."Did I do something wrong?" I asked him as I took the chair across from him and tried to calm myself down because I was afraid that with one wrong word he would send a bullet through my head."Not