I remained frozen and motionless. Just staring into the deceit of my reflection. It couldn't be. But no matter the lie I tried to tell myself, as my brain cells continued to diligently work, my reflection was all that stared back.
"Um...Miss Alva?" The stylist coughed. I looked in her direction. She was by the door, holding it open for me. I felt a prick of guilt tear through me realizing I had been too carried away by my new improved self to make this woman's job easier. Numbly, I walked through and went out into the reception area.
Nikolas was there, sitting on a chair made available with his eyes glued to the watch on his wrist.
"Mr. Sica." The stylist was sure to call his attention.
Nikolas straightened his back and his gaze went my way as I continued to approach him. I noticed his eyes pop out in shock as his gaze lingered.
"Alva?" The disbelief in his voice was e
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ALVA It was dark by the time we arrived. As we highlighted the Mercedes, I looked up at the house that looked old yet timeless and said with the baddest bone in my body, "Actually, now some things about you are starting to make sense." The mansion in the distance was vast, probably very old but it had been renovated times too many to even be considered a classical house. Much like Nikolas Sica; an enigma that seemed more like a cancer. He was a man of many talents. A mix of trouble and danger. I heaved in just thinking about what his mother would be like. Nikolas seemed very demanding when he insisted that his mother had to like me. I had gave it a long thought. Initially, I believed it was all Nikolas's doing but the more I gave it rationale, the less it seemed to make sense. This had everything to do with Mrs. Sica. I never believed I could hate anyone more than I despised Nikolas Sica but his mother was slowly cla
ALVA The vein in Lilika’s temple throbbed as Nikolas introduced me. The look of absolute repulse she sent my way made me shudder but it was a much pleasant experience to the mental daggers that Nikolas's fianceé kept throwing at me. I was a fool to think the theater of disgrace would end there . Nikolas suddenly turned me in the direction of Aphrodite's and began. "Alva, This is Doria." Lilika had a look of disgust on her face that she didn’t bother to hide but there was also a funny look she gave Nikolas. It looked more like betrayal. I wasn't a genius but I was guessing it had to do with the fact that Nikolas had left her title out of his introduction. “His wife to be,” Doria bit out, breaking the tense space between us. “I am not sure you know this but I am his fianceé.” It was the weirdest exchange ever. As I proceeded to shift away from Nikolas's hold. I caught a sly
DORIA "Really?" Nik attacked me the second that money-hungry rat was gone. I kept my eyes out of the tabloid on my screen for a split second. It had been the reason for my flare-up. Tonight was supposed to be all about getting Nikolas back to my side. I had no problem playing my role if Katherine, a bitch from my modeling agency had not spilled the tea that would probably make front pages tomorrow. Some photographer had caught Nik taking that slum rat to our special place. My special place! The way the picture was taken, it was bound to spread rumors about me and Nik's temporary break. I just couldn't take it. "What?" I retorted, trying to keep my calm. It was only juicy paparazzi news for now but if I messed tonight up with Nik. There would be no chance of us getting back together. I finally put my act together and spoke. "Alright, I admit it. I was out of line. I just couldn't control myself." &n
DORIA My world collapsed and threatened to swallow me along as it all came crashing down. I felt myself stumble and fall against a wall. The thump my hands made when they hit the wall didn't even distract them. They were too deep into exploring themselves that everything else ceased to exist. The image in front of me was no longer tucked in with the rest of my nightmares. I could pinch myself all I wanted and hope this was another one of my nightmares but the cold wall that coursed through my fingers told me differently. What would Lilika do, I asked myself. Rational questions like that did not apply to me when I lost it but it was all clear now. My Nik was under her spell. Any wrong move would be the finale of 'us'. I stepped back despite the overwhelming urge within me to wretch that whore away from Nik because it was exactly what Lilika Sica would do. I had messed things up with Nik at the dinner table. I couldn't let whatever this Attica trash win.
ALVA Accepting Lilika's preposition seemed to be the bigger mistake. I realized that the moment Lilika passed me a generous slice of Almond and dates cake. The room was a battleground before but now there was no solace. Nikolas would not stop studying him. I made sure to avoid looking in his direction but that did not stop him. I hated that I was the one feeling guilty for the kiss. Nikolas kept his eyes on me like he expected an answer from me. He made me feel excruciatingly self-conscious! More because Doria, his fianceé kept serving me glares like she knew very well the sin we had committed and a little because I couldn't get the picture of Nikolas's kiss out of my head. I felt my core warm up just at the thought of it. It was wrong, I told myself but the more I seemed to hammer the mantra into my head, the more my biology seemed to debunk it. It told me the stark truth I had subtly realized over the days I had spent with Nikolas. The
ALVA "Eh..." I managed, fiddling my cutlery with fingers whose tips were now beautifully shaped with varnished nails. "That would be a last resort. Finding a donor in this big city should not be difficult." "But would it not be safer to make another child with Nik?" Lilika inquired. She looked serious and it frightened me. I doubted the woman who had looked at me like I was less than a human being the second I stepped into the house and was actively looking for a way to kick me out of her son's life would suggest I make another child with her son? Wouldn't that solidify what she was trying so hard to break? Her unpredictability caused me concern. She was practically impossible to read as I remained in the dark about her motives. "Maybe but I don't want to," I revealed. Nikolas's sloe dark expressive eyes darted in my direction in accordance with my response. This hurt me more than it would hurt him con
DORIA The dinner was a disaster. Playing prim and proper was not me. Not when Nikolas kept passing me looks like I was the monster. I wasn't even sure what Nik's mother was doing anymore. Her vile disposition towards Alva had completely settled. With Lilika involved, one could never be too sure but the act of kindness bothered me all the same. I however got a reality check when Lilika threw the bomb. "I wouldn't mind if he could visit sometime or maybe come stay with us." My eyes lit up and for the first time, I looked at the Attica rat with hope reeking in the depths of my soul. If Nik's son came to the family house, Nik would do. I hoped the peasant girl considered it. Knowing her social standing, I was sure she was going to try to please Lilika which was precisely what we needed. Once we had Nik and his son, it wouldn't be long before this Alva girl was out of the picture. She looked in my direction,
DORIA "Hello Katherine," I croaked. "What the fuck do you want?" "You sound pissed. Have you seen the link I sent you?" "The one with that bitch leeching off Nik? Yes. Yes, I have. Abundantly so if I must add." I looked over at Lilika. She seemed so unfazed and that tiny detail pissed me off more than the fact that my ex-fiancee technically cheated on me and broke up with me barely minutes after. "Katherine, if you are here to gloat or mock me, I really don't have the energy. I have my own issues to deal with so relish in my misery all night because you have nothing better to do." "Stop it!" Katherine retorted. "I am not that shallow. I sent the link to you only because I cared and I am calling right now for the same reason. I do not intend to mock you for what Nikolas Sica has done. It is the nature of rich men and trust me DORIA, I have had my fair share of heartbreaks in the hands o