Days went by, everything changes so fast that I just wanted to pull the days for the fast recovery of Gordon. He is doing good now, and Boise is still with him. It's just that, I can't get used to my new bodyguards that keep on lingering around the corner. Well, Vicenzo always drives me to Zeneca Ballet, and then Greco is the one who picked me up that's why I'm kinda relieved. But still...
"You can wait for me at the lobby, you don't need to follow wherever I go," I said smiling politely to the four men in black.
It's uncomfortable because I'm heading to the restroom and they are still following me. I mean, Zeneca is safe. There is nothing to worry about. Besides, I'm just going to the restroom and then I head back to the dance room again to continue my routine. I am not going anywhere.
"But it's part of the protocol Ma'am" the other one replied that made me groaned in annoyance.
Yeah right, protocol again. I wonder who made that protocol that they need t
The sky is now covered with darkness, I'm wearing my black ballet dress and cotton jacket to cover myself from the cold night breeze. I am here sitting in front of my mother's grave. I've been sitting here for almost an hour but I don't dare to open my mouth and say something. All I did is to stare at her name that was engraved on the tombstone while remembering our memories together.I wished I could turn back the time. I wished I record every moment that I had with her because I'm afraid that I might slip one memory of us. I don't want to forget any of our memories. Even our simple arguments, even my tantrums, and her sermon. I don't want to forget those things."Ma'am, we should head back home now" Piato suddenly interrupts my thoughts.I look at him through the corner of my eyes and I saw him beside me standing with his head bend down."Why?" I stupidly ask in a low tired voice.I saw him lift his head and confusingly eye me but I didn't utter
"Why are you saying that Vicenzo?" I suspiciously ask him. Does he know that Aliah talked to me? "Does it needs a reason? I want to make my wife feel at ease. With everything that happens right now, I don't have the chance to explain it to you" He puffed out a breath "Maybe that's why you are here. You're confused and maybe scared with what happens" he paused and intertwine our fingers. I saw his wedding ring again shining in the darkness of the night "But I can't promise you that it won't happen again. Still, I wanted you not to doubt me flower" I blink my eyes and my lips stretch into a smile "Should we go home?" I ask. A sly smirk automatically plastered on his lips "Piato said that you don't want to go home. What's the sudden change of mind?" He playfully asks me "Scared with me?" I irritatingly narrowed my eyes "No!" I exclaimed, "Why would I get scared with you?" He wiggles his brows "Uh-huh?" I rolled my eyes and stood u
"Wife are you alright?"I blink my eyes and look at him. His deep charcoal grey eyes bore into me with worried emotions."Damn! You're not talking, why are you not talking?" He burst out panicking but not to the point that he is helplessly screaming.He was just almost bursting out and losing the single thread of patient he had. But amidst the, at he is still the Vicenzo that I knew.I weakly smile at him "V-Vicenzo" I whisper in a croaky voice.He puffed out a breath, instantly I spread my arms open to hug him."Come here," I told him.He came closer to me. Guilt, worried and sadness are evident in his beautiful eyes. But it didn't make him a mess of the Vicenzo Santorini that I knew and married."I'm damn worried" He murmured like a kid after I cage him with my two arms and his head on my shoulder hugging my waist."I am fine" I assure him to ease the guilt his feeling right now "I was just shocked and horrified with w
I heard him sigh on the other line..."Are you alright? I heard what happen. Someone sends you a death threat" Gian confronted me asking a direct question.I lick my lower lip and glance at the sleeping Vicenzo "I am fine, I just woke up" I honestly replied.There's no use in lying. Of course, he would know what happen. Probably Aunt Marie already knows that I'm married to Vicenzo."You collapsed Rose, is that what you called fine?" He points sounding a bit hysterical far from the calm and lively voice that I used to hear from him.Since he found out that I marry Vicenzo, Gianni suddenly changes into someone that I don't know. He usually smiles, I love talking to him because he is always lively to talk, funny, calm, and gentle. His smiling face that makes his dimples visible is my favorite. But now? He's almost like Vicenzo knows. Creased forehead, frustrated tone of voice, shouting and short-tempered."Vicenzo is taking good care of me. Not
"You are guarded anywhere you go," Gianni said in a low calm voice but displease is evident in his tone while roaming his eyes around.I did what he did and I force myself to smile seeing those men in black standing on every corner of the house. As usual, they all look like a statue. Not moving, not talking, and no specific emotions on their faces. Although I'm living in this house for a long time, still I can't get used to their presence. There are too many people here, you know."They are for security purposes, Gian," I told him and I smile at Jana when I saw her approach while holding a two cup of coffee.I wasn't expecting him to come this early. He was hesitant yesterday when I ask him and I was so surprised to see him today. Vicenzo left early, we didn't talk much this morning but he agrees about Gianni visiting me this day. He even suggests that I could call some of my friends for me not to get bored. He said that he'll be home late because of his unfinis
"How could you say that in front of me without hesitation Svanna Rose?" He disappointingly said to me. It was evident in his eyes how disappointed he is in me. Why? Am I not allowed to trust Vicenzo? Can't he understand my situation right now? Can't he just be happy for me? "Because I wanted you to know that everything is alright. You don't need to do unnecessary things because I am alright" I took a deep breath and step closer to him. I reach his hand and hold it tightly "I don't know Vicenzo that much, I am also wondering what's behind with those names that people keep on telling that he is dangerous. But there is something that I can assure you Gian" I smile and look at his serious face "He will never hurt me. He's a tough and rugged-looking man with a soft side. He will never do anything to me. He respected me. I wouldn't be like this he didn't show any good side of him to me. I will never trust him if I didn't saw the worth he had" I explain. People some
"Where are we going?" I asked Vicenzo who's driving the car silently with his focus on the road.I'm looking out of the window curious about this unknown place I'm seeing right now. We are already far from the city and I am not expecting it knowing how paranoid Vicenzo is these past few days."Why? Are you bored already?" He asks instead of answering me.I turn my gaze on him and tilt my head while watching his serious face. I didn't know that we could be like this. This is far from what I expected. Knowing Vicenzo for the first time and judging him by his unwelcoming facade."I'm not bored" I paused and rested my back on the door beside me "I'm just curious, you've been driving for almost two hours now" I stated "Aren't you tired?" I query.I don't know if there is a bodyguard who's following us."Do you know how to drive a car?" He inquires and briefly glances at me flashing his coy smile.I pursed my lips with his remark "We should
Everything back to normal. Gordon as my driver and personal bodyguard and Boise who didn't change even a bit. Piato suddenly disappears without a trace. I wanted to ask Vicenzo but I remember what he told me."How are you, young lady?" Gordon suddenly voices out who's driving the car.I glance in his direction and I saw him briefly look at me."I'm fine" I paused "I'm glad you're back and alright" I added and smile at him politely.I tilt my head and look at Boise who's sitting on the passenger seat. He's silent since we left home. Well, he is like that though but I just hope he loosens up a bit like Piato."Are you not fond of talking?" I can't help but ask him.He turns his head slightly looking at me through the corner of his eyes "It's part of the protocol Ma'am" he replied.I let out a single laugh hearing the same answer whenever I ask him something."Does Piato following the same protocols? He's more friendly than you" I