We said our goodbyes to Vicky and Richard before getting into the car. On the ride back, he, Giovanni, didn't utter a word, not even to me. He kept his focus strictly on the road, staring outside the window without sparing a glance at me, and I didn't bother saying anything to him either. I wanted him to cool down with all the anger he had building up inside him. I kept my eyes looking outside the other side of the window as we passed different buildings, waiting to reach home. The car stopped at the front of the mansion, and neither of us said anything. Giovanni's jaws were clenched together, and his hand was moulded into a fist. He looked so freaking hot when he was angry. Focus Roy! We got out of the car and walked into the house. He took large steps, and I literally raced to keep up with him. I placed my hand on his back and stopped, stiffening for a moment. When I moved to his front, I noticed his eyes were closed, and he was taking deep breaths as he tried to control his rage. “
I couldn’t get through everything Giovanni had told me last night about Yvonne and what she had done to Alexander. To both of them. I still can't believe that someone could be so cruel as to harm a child. Letting out a sigh, my face scrunches up at the discomfort I was feeling in the depths of my stomach. I was wondering if it was because I didn’t sleep much last night, or probably something I ate. I don't recall eating anything bad yesterday. Maybe last night's dinner didn't digest well because I definitely wasn't feeling well this morning. I turned around to look for Giovanni but found his side of the bed empty. I placed my hand on the side where he had laid down, and it felt cold. When I looked at my phone clock, I realised it was almost 9:30 a.m. I can't believe I overslept. I must be really tired. I sit up, only to feel nauseated. I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom. After five minutes of dry heaving, I got up to brush my teeth, slagging and putting my entire weight on the s
Giovanni scrolls through the selections displayed on the TV. "What movie are we watching?" We were currently in the living room, looking for a movie to watch.Giovanni decided to take a free day off today to spend with me and Alexander. One reason was that he wanted to make sure I was indeed okay, and he also thought this was a chance to spend time together as family. We cooked lunch together this morning. Well, Giovanni did the cooking while Alexander and I took care of settling the table, which is equally as important as cooking. It takes great effort. After eating, we went to the library to read together. I took a romance novel, Alexander took a comic, and Giovanni took a crime-solving novel.Go figure.We stayed in the library for some hours, till I got tired of reading and Giovanni suggested we watch a movie together, which brings us to now. "How about the fault in our stars?" I screamed excitedly."Ugh, I don't think that's a good idea."" No...."Giovanni and Alexander both ca
its been two week and Giovanni had asked me to accompany him to the mall to help get his mother a birthday gift. Ariella's birthday was in two days. Giovanni had called to ask if she was coming back to New York for her birthday. She had told him she planned on staying for a month because she needed a little bonding time with her family.I still haven't told him about the baby; only Vicky still knows. I plan on going to the hospital the day after Ariella's birthday and have already booked an appointment with the doctor. Right now we were in front of Billionaire's Row, one of the most expensive streets in New York. Even though I had grown up with the privilege of being rich, I was still baffled by the high price of things sold here.Giovanni took my hand, pulling me into the shop. The moment we stepped foot in, all the attention turned to us, specifically to Giovanni. Giovanni didn't seem to mind, as we kept moving around the shop.I watched as people sneakily tried to take pictures of
They both had their eyes cast on Giovanni, with a flirtatious smile dancing around their lips. One of the girls had long blond hair and was wearing an expensive-looking necklace with the skinniest gown that had a v-shaped at the front, making her boobs visible to everyone. The other was a brunette with short, wavy hair. She was wearing another expensive necklace like her friend, and she had on an extremely short skirt that I was sure if she bent just a little, her ass would be on display. She also wore a tight crop top, showing her belly button. I must admit, they were both beautiful and looked like they had just walked out of a modelling magazine."Oh my God! It's really Giovanni Reeves. I wasn't sure it was you, even when Stacey kept saying it was you." The blonde spoke, referring to the lady beside her as Stacey. “I don't know if you remember me, but we met at the end of last year's Christmas party. It's so good to see you again. I’m Diana,” she gushed as Giovanni smiled.I knew, f
I woke up the next morning with a heavy head. I was reluctant to get off the bed for once and just laid there for a while. I wasn’t sure for how long, but I could guess properly close to an hour.After a few more minutes, I desperately grab on to my cell phone, checking the time to see that it was nearly ten in the morning. Maybe I should have taken Giovanni’s opinion into consideration when calling in a doctor, because I was feeling freaking horrible at this point.I winced in pain as I tried to move, getting out of bed as I tried not to pay attention to the ache in my body, ignoring the pain somehow, and walking into the washroom.A groan leaves my lips as I try to carry on my usual routine. I reached into the shower and turned it on before closing my eyes and leaning back against the tiled wall. I didn’t open them again until the room was full of hot steam. The mirrors became hazy, making it impossible for me to see myself. The response was desperately needed. I stepped into the s
GIOVANNI’S POV.It was two in the afternoon, and I was beyond exhausted. I had to leave very early in the morning because I had a meeting to attend, and now what I wanted to do was get done with work and finally go home.With a sigh, I flipped through some files when a commotion from outside caught my attention.“You can’t go in there.” The voice of my secretary calls out panic just as the door to my office is pushed open and the one person I wish not to see walks in, followed by my very alarmed secretary.“I’m sorry, sir; I tried to stop her.” Thomas says, giving me a worried look.I cast a glance at Yvonne, who was dressed in a skanky ass dress. with my jaw clenched, trying to control my anger before returning my gaze back to Thomas. “It’s okay, Thomas. I will take it from here.”Thomas nods, casting Yvonne a disapproving look before making his way out of my office, making sure to close the door behind him.“What are you doing here?” I growled out, and my eyebrows furrowed together.
VICKY’S POVRichard and I moved through the hallway of the Dewitt mansion, with Cara following along.Cara reached towards her suite, turned to her left, and paused. “Are you ready to witness the most beautiful portrait you have ever seen?”“Yeah,” Richard grumbled out, making me roll my eyes, knowing he was curious to see what Mother had to show us.Giggling like a ten-year-old, Cara opened the door to her room. “Here we are.” She brought us in while rubbing her palms together. “There it is.” She points toward the portrait.Richard and I eyes trialled to look to where she was pointing, and my breath caught, looking at the portrait right in front of us. Every detail was captured so well that I had to blink to make sure it was real.“It’s beautiful, right?” Cara asked. Beautiful was an understatement for such mastery; little art could compare to such brilliance.“Oh my God!, Mom,” Richard said, absolutely stunned like I was. I couldn’t believe my eyes, and I just stood there staring at