They were in the car. Two cars were following them. Her phone was in her hand. She wanted him to drop her. But she couldn't say a lot of things. She tried to put her attention somewhere else.
"Why did you do this?" She asked, swivelling her neck.
Lorenzo pulled his brows together in confusion, "Do?" He asked, giving her a glimpse of his eyes.
"Forced me to engage you when you're in love with Camila." She asked.
'There was Ales that day, in that dark room. His look was telling me he likes me. Was it a plan? This seems like a weird plan. He looks more powerful than anyone. '
Her eyes were on Lorenzo to answer her. She was getting nervous. It could be anything. She didn't want his answer to unsett
She didn't feel that she had never met her before. Camila was friendly. She was family too, her husband's family. She was waiting for her phone to ring. Her heart began to pound when she glanced at the double door of the mansion from where she came in with Lorenzo. Lorenzo was in his office which was on the left wing of his mansion. Alessandro emerged through the double door. He was what she liked in her husband, handsome, tall with a sculpted body. Camila cleared her throat, "Hello, Alessandro." She smiled as she greeted him. Alessandro returned the smile and nodded at her. His gaze turned to her again. She snapped herself out of staring at his handsome face. 'Geez! I forgot him to know the time to return home, ' "Ales," She took steps forward.&nbs
'We aren't intimate. But why is it breaking me? Shattering me? I wanted to yell last night. He stayed in the room with me. We had our dinner as usual. Everything was normal for him. But not for me. I woke up in the circle of his arms. Perhaps, It's the last day I've experienced us, him around me. If we would have consummated our wedding, did he do this to me then? I don't know. I have many questions. But I'm not getting any answers. Most torturous thing, he and his family want me to join his wedding and want me to look happy. He's asking for an impossible thing. I'm not feeling happy. How could I smile? Giovanni is dangerous. When they don't want me to know. They speak in other languages. ' She trembled in fear when a loud knock echoed in the room. She swivelled her neck, "Who's this?" She asked. "Barbie, It's me, Em and Cami," Em said. She rapped on the door again, " Are you okay, Barbie?"
A hand cradled the side of her face and guided her to a strong shoulder, "Trust him," Lorenzo whispered in her ear. They exchanged the golden band, "I can't." She opened her teary eyes and saw his back. Bianca was on the verge of bouncing in happiness. "You may kiss the bride," The minister said. She wanted to ratched. She was feeling suffocated standing behind him. Her lungs were screaming for air. Emlyn and Camila were standing behind her but she was unaware. Alessandro spun to his father, his dangerous gaze fixed on his father, "Where's she?" He snarled at Giovanni. "Relax, son. You haven't kiss..." His hand went under his coat. She sucked in a deep breath. His fingers dug into the handle of his gun, "Now!" He snarled. &n
Someone was stroking her hair. No one had ever done that before. Someone was lightly caressing her cheek. No one had ever done that before, either. Something hot radiated from her core as she recalled everything that happened last night. Her head snapped back to reality from her sleepiness. She fluttered her eyes open, seeing his beautiful blue eyes, "Ales," Her lips parted in astonishment. Her eyes lightened up, recalling that beautiful experience of their lovemaking. His thumb didn't stop caressing her cheek. He smiled, a twinkle reflecting in his eyes. “Feeling good?" He asked. She blinked and pushed herself up. She drifted her gaze around the room. Her face glowed as she sat. She let out a slow breath and halted her gaze on him, "You won't t
It was an enormous hall. The sunlight flooded through the floor to the ceiling glass wall. She sauntered ahead, her heels clinked. She placed her hand on the glass and glanced at the day view of the city."I was thinking we'll have our breakfast with them," She muttered. She hadn't been in this part of his penthouse.Her husband stood behind her in a dark tailored suit. She didn't envision her life, her husband would marry a second woman and they made a deal. He wouldn't touch another woman, but she had to make a deal, give her body and soul to him.&nbs
Spinning, she grabbed the doorknob. Her mouth hung open when she opened the door. A velour black rig caressed her soles, a dark wood king size bed covered under the black golden sheet, one cupboard was replaced with four cupboards. A white shirt and a white half-sleeved top caught her attention. She liked his shirt on herself. "When did he do this?" She asked herself and smiled. She walked over to the cupboard slowly. She clasped the brown thin belt around her waist to make her look more elegant. The door creaked open, the clicks of heel filled the room. "Why does our husband's shirt look so elegant on us?" Camila chuckled, plopped on the creamy couch. "You look damn se**," Emlyn gazed at her and chuckled fully. She chuc
She was still staring at the money. She had not seen so much cash before. She forced her gaze away from them. "What do you want?" She stared at her. "Sign the divorce paper," Elizabeth gestured at the paper lying on the bundles of the cash. "Well," She sighed, "Why don't you ask Bianca to sign it. I can bet. She will sign it." She said, Elizabeth's lips wrinkled as she stared at her, "You haven't seen so much cash in your life," "I haven't," She admitted. "Why don't you sign it and live a happy life?" Elizabeth suggested. "I don't expect egoistic people to respect other feelings." She said as she pushed herself on her feet and sauntered over to the door. "You're a fool," Elizabeth huffed
She breathed out slowly, staring blankly out at the grassland. The guards were patrolling from time to time. She was relieved that Bianca and Elizabeth were allowed at this part of the house. 'I need to get a grip. I can't lose my cool in front of him and anyone. Em asks to share everything with her. She needs to be happy at this time of her life when she's carrying another life with her.' She didn't want them to be satisfied knowing how broken she was. It would give them more reason to tease her. She was trying to sort her thoughts. She was certain he wouldn't marry her, but he did. Though his deal to her sealed him to her. She wanted to show herself emotionless like her husband. She couldn't get it one percent. If she would allow Elizabeth and Bianca to hurt her. There would be no mercy from them. It still seemed like