The next morning, Gianna was in the garden, already working with Nicholas, Pappy and Dean. The sun was high in the sky but yet, the weather was cool making work easier for them."I'm glad we won't be going to the red garden soon. It looks too creepy.... don't you think?" Gianna said as she pointed her hose towards fine rows of pink blossoming flowers."The red rose gets cleaned up every six days. No one is expected to go close to the red garden unless you have the permission to do so. It's a private territory, no go area." Nicholas said.Gianna was so absorbed in what Nicholas was saying and unconsciously pointed the hose at him, splashing water on his body and face."Awwww!!" Nicholas growled, feeling the power of the water as he moved back.Instead of apologizing, Gianna chuckled and bursted into laughter.Nicholas blinked, wiping water from his face. "Oh really? Alright! I gat this!" He yelled and pointed his own house at her, splashing water all over Gianna as she ran around.Papp
Gianna glanced up and saw Samantha walking into the kitchen. "Huh.... nothing. Just wanted to help her out. She looked tired."Samantha stood and folded her arms. "Will you like to be an house boy instead?" She asked."Huh?"Samantha nodded. "Yes. An house boy. You will be her assistant. Do you want that?"Gianna sighed with a smile. "Is that possible?"Samantha was silent. "Yes miss Samantha! I will really love that!" Gianna quickly replied.Layla stared at Gianna feeling miserable. She knew she was the reason why the young lad was taking the job."I will get it done then." Samantha said. She looked at Layla and left the kitchen again."Wow. Isn't she nice?" Gianna asked and Layla nodded."Yes she is but in a strange way." **Harley sat on his favorite chair in the living room, his hand resting on his lap. One could tell he was in a bad mood that morning as he stared at the TV. Even though he was staring at the colorful screen, his mind was totally not there. He was lost in thoug
Tristan came out of his car as two of his boys walked up to him. They locked his car, took his keys with them back to the building.Tristan stood outside for sometime. He stood outside the main entrance, thrust his hands into his pocket and smiled cunningly. It was almost time. His plans were working accordingly. If Samantha knew she was dealing with. Only if she knew she was dealing with someone who was secretly going to kill her father."Boss." Matteo's voice sounded from behind.Tristan breathed in but didn't glance at him. "What's new?""Elvis dropped a message."Tristan slightly turned to look at him. "What's it about?""Iris is gradually becoming the new ruler of the Bruno family. Aren't you going to do something about it?" Matteo asked worriedly.Tristan shook his head. "Let her enjoy it while it lasts. It won't be for long. I have to get something done before taking them down. Matteo." Tristan called."Yes boss.""I need someone. Tonight." "I will get that done immediately
Tristan stood in front of a large screen. The big room was still empty. The boys were yet to resume for the day.He was visibly angry. He didn't mean to show off his anger that way but the girl crossed the line. He heard the door open and Matteo came into the room. "You made two mistakes in a row Matteo. Need I remind you how I do these things?"Matteo sighed and bowed. "I'm sorry boss. I shouldn't have allowed her into your room or make her stay longer than necessary. I'm sorry."Tristan turned to look at him. "I don't want it ever to repeat. Ever." Matteo bowed again, turned and left the tech room.**Gianna was in the kitchen with Layla, making breakfast. She was happy, helping the woman.Layla walked towards her with a bowl of fresh soup in her hand. She handed it over to Gianna and smiled. "You don't know how happy I am that you are here. You are really helping me a lot. Thank you."Gianna rolled her eyes. "Oh come on. It's not as if I'm doing it got free. I'm actually gonna g
Samantha stood in front of her huge mirror, observing her purple long and fitted gown. She had a huge happy smile on her face. She was looking good; so sexy. She turned here and there, checking out herself. "Mabel!" She called out to her maid who walked in few minutes later."Miss Samantha. You called?""How's the dress?" Mabel smiled, huge dimples staining her cheeks. "It is beautiful Miss Samantha. You are looking like a princess."Samantha smiled. "Thank you. Help me select the perfect footwear.""Yes, Miss Samantha." Mabel replied with a bow, turned and walked towards a large shoe rack where different shoes were well arranged.Mabel stood in front of the shoe rack, determining the shoe to pick out. She glanced back at Samantha, looking at her dress one more time. She turned back, picked up a pair of black heels and headed back to Samantha. "This will match perfectly well Miss Samantha.""Thanks Mabel. You can go now.""But...""Just do as I say. I can wear them myself." Samanth
Samantha got into her room, took off her shoes and stood in front of her window, staring down into the dark. She couldn't keep the smiles off her face. How could she be so much in love with someone she barely knows? She was getting scared for herself yet she couldn't stop the feelings from growing eveey now and then.She thought about the hot kiss they had in the car and imagined how she would feel if he made love to her.And come to think of it.....why did he hold down her hands while they kissed?Samantha couldn't pinpoint the reason why but she'd loved it all together.She took off her dress and tied her pink robe around her nakedness.Her phone began ringing from her purse and she picked it up at the third ring. "It's late, Mr Welch.""I prefer you calling me Ethan. It's late....we are not working." A soft voice sounded from the other line.Samantha rolled her eyes. "Why did you call?""Come on, Samantha. We've known each other for years now. Can't I at least call to check up on
Ethan Welch sat at a corner in front of the bar, watching the stripers dance with his wine in his hand. He always visited the nightclub whenever he wasn't working just to have a drink or two. Tonight was somehow different. He was there not only because he wasn't working, but also because he was anger. Devastated. He has always been a little cool with Samantha's choice because he's never seen her with another man. Ever since Samantha became their top model at Crisp Fashion House, he has always had this soft spot for her. The first time he'd seen her, he was nineteen then....and in his first year at the University.They became friends and over the years, he became her manager... supporting her modeling career not just for anything but to be close to her and to get a chance of making her his one day.Ethan tried his luck four months ago but was immediately turned down. Samantha had said she was not ready to be in a relationship and he'd respected her, hoping to win her heart one day b
"Gianna's only 23 if my guess is right. What would she do on her own?" Edward asked.Tracy smiled and shrugged. "She's a strong girl, Edward. She's only been a strong girl even before her sister's death. I don't regret sending letting her go because I know she's gonna come back to me. I've only ney missing her but not with regret." Tracy said.Edward was looking at her. He really felt sorry for the woman. "I have something to tell you, Tracy. I should have told you this a long time ago. My conscience keeps pricking me any time I remember I kept this information away from you."Tracy moved forward in her seat, her eyes on him. "Okay.... Edward. Please tell me whatever it is. Is it something I should be worried about?" Edward sighed. "No. I just feel so guilty for keeping it away from you.""It's okay Edward. Whatever it is....I'm sure it wasn't your fault.""Quentin....has another family." Edward spilled the beans and watched Tracy's reaction. He was however, shocked to see her smilin