The next morning, Kara bought newspapers to scout for a new job. She called some recruiters and scheduled an appointment for the next day.She just put down her phone when it alerted her for a new notification. It was from her bank. She opened the app and was dumbfounded. “That as*h*le!” She muttered Without thinking, Kara gathered all the newspapers laid out on the coffee table to put them away. She went to her bedroom to get her bag, leaving in a rush. Outside her apartment building, she flagged a taxi and asked to be taken to her bank. At the bank, she demanded to see the manager.The receptionist eyed her suspiciously. She did not have time to change, and she was in her house clothes and slippers. “I am not a criminal. I am a legitimate account holder of this bank, so please fix your eyes elsewhere.” She told the receptionist rather snarkily. The receptionist looked contrite and pulled her suspicious eyes away, calling the bank manager's office to relay Kara's concern.
Kara did not understand what was happening to her. She felt possessed as she furiously kicked and flailed her arms to hit him. She let her frustrations out. The resentment and the pain inside her become uncontrollable.For the first time, she did not fear the repercussions of her actions. She wanted to lash out at Nico for hurting her. She had to retaliate. She wanted to hit back for all the pain he was giving her. “I hate you!” She cried when she extricated herself from his hold. “I know.” He agreed too easily. His admission fired her up. And without realizing it, her fist connected with his face.His nose bled, causing her to stop in her tracks as she surveyed her handiwork. This time, she felt a sense of satisfaction because she knew he hurt him so hard. What she did not bank on was the dark aura surrounding him. Kara shrank back in fear when she felt Nico’s body vibrate in controlled anger. “Stop it, Kara!” He snapped. But Kara was beyond stopping. She hated him. S
Kara left Nico outside the cafe perplexed.She was so mad. She wanted to wring his neck. So she left in a huff. Nico insulted her. His sharp tongue remains untamable. “I love her.” He said, referring to Rebecca Anderson, and “I want your body.” referring to her. His words kept repeating in her head. Kara closed her eyes, letting the hurtful words wash over her. Nico Bernardi only wanted her body. He did not love her. He loves someone else. Kara was all too aware of that. But hearing him say it hurts a lot. He was vocal about it even at the start but her s*upid heart hoped there was something more in their relationship, especially when he introduced her to everyone as his girl. He did things that made her feel special. He bought her for one hundred million dollars at the auction. It must have started as a whim, but he respected her. In the few months she knew him, Kara experienced his kindness. His concern. His words and actions told her he cared. He might have a
Nico eyed Rebecca suspiciously while she clutched his phone to her chest.“Is that my phone?” He asked, eyes narrowing in skepticism and doubt. He had been looking for it everywhere. He did not think Rebecca would have it, but he tried just in case.And look what he had found!Rebecca has his missing phone.Nico did not like the idea that quickly came to mind. Rebecca looked like she was snooping on his phone.Nico is a man who loves to maintain his privacy, and one of the things he hates is nosy people. He did not like it when a woman spied on his calls or checked his messages like he was hiding a secret from them.Rebecca looked suspiciously like it. But when caught, she acted like she did nothing wrong and gave his phone back to him.He eyed the phone.“Did someone call me?” He asked. He opened it to check for any new messages and calls.&
Date Night.“Do you think this dress is suitable?” Kara stood in front of the mirror wearing her ever-reliable black knee-length dress.“Nope.” Marmie shook her head.“You look too boring.”Kara blew, fanning her forehead and the soft tendrils that clung to it.Marmie insisted that she styled her hair to make it appear romantic. Kara had some doubts. She kept reminding Marmie that it was a friendly date, not a romantic one.She did not want Josh to have the wrong idea.
Megan was so shocked. She thought she had very carefully impersonated Rebecca.She thought she was so clever that she was able to make everyone believe the lie she concocted, but now it has caught up with her.Tears streamed down her face while Nico squeezed hard on her neck.“How did you know?” She breathed.Nico released her abruptly.Megan coughed and sputtered while she massaged her injured neck. It stings!“This!” He said.Nico pulled something from his breast pocket. It was a DNA test.Bruno took a sample of Rebecca’s nails and hair to have it examined in Sicily, and this is what they found out.The person right before him was not Rebecca Anderson but Megan Rand, who was supposed to be dead.Nico was even a suspect in her death. Thankfully, he was released for lack of evidence.The veins on the side of his neck t
Nico Bernardi’s body shook in anger.After he learned that Kara was on a date, he could not explain what he was feeling. He was exploding in anger, causing mayhem to his people.He did not like that she was dating another man.She told him she loved him. But what is she doing?Kara saw the familiar terrain around them and knew exactly where Nico intended to take her.“Stop the car!” She shouted.Nico turned his head sideways, but he did not stop the car like she asked him to. Instead of slowing down, the Rolls Royce accelerated, mak
“What did you do that for?” Evan tore his mouth away. He was glaring at Marmie, who looked like a satisfied cat, preening in the corner of the passenger seat. “Don't be such a hypocrite. You like it. You know you do.” She argued. “I don’t.” Evan denied. Marmie’s nostrils flared. She hated that he was making it appear that she was the only one who enjoyed the kiss. “Then, why didn’t you push me? Why did you respond? I felt your tongue glide into my lips and delved inside, exploring.” She pointed out. Anyone would have been scandalized by Marmie’s claims, but not Evan. He scoffed. “I am a gentleman.”Now, it was Marmie’s turn to scoff. “Gentleman my a*s. If you were a gentleman, you shouldn’t snob me every time we meet and make me feel s*it! You know I like you. But you treat me like crap.” “Because that is the best way to treat pesky women like you. You wouldn’t stop with a no.”Marmie nodded. She was breathing hard. But she was tired of arguing with him. She alrea