Furiously, she pushed opened the door and darted her gaze around. Her eyes caught the sight of his car keys resting on the glass table. Sauntering over it, she grabbed the keys and shoved them in her shorts pocket.
She heard the water running in the washroom. She stood at the side of the door and took out the knife she took from the tray. She waited for him to come out.
'I can do it. I won't hurt him. He's my husband. I'm just kidnapping him until the weekend. That's it. I'll persuade him to refuse this wedding. '
She consoled herself but the knife was shivering in her hand. A wounded look appeared on her face. But she wanted to save her marriage. She didn't want him to marry Bianca or anyone.
The door opened. He w
She stole a glimpse of his half-naked body. She woke up early today. She glanced at the clock, it was showing five o'clock in the early morning. She woke up with him at 3 am when he slid away under the comforter and couldn't sleep. He started his day at the gym. His blue eyes bored into her as he grabbed the dark blue shirt from the edge of the bed, "Go back to sleep." He said, it didn't feel order but she laid back and kept her eyes open trained on him. She was watching him shamelessly. Softly, she was rubbing her thumb on the comforter. But her lazy gaze was following his every move when he donned his shirt and buttoned it. He walked toward the bed. Perching himself on the edge of the bed, he leaned in and kissed her cheek. His gaze was questioning. She was waiting for him to question her. But he did
Her eyes lit up and a wave of shock washed over her face. The store was empty. There were only staff members visible in the gargantuan and luxurious place. He booked it for himself. "Why are we here alone?" She whispered in his ear. "I've booked the store for today." He said. "What?" She shrieked, halting in her way. She glanced at him with dilated eyes. Now it was his turn to shock her. One of the staff members was already standing with a welcoming smile and with her head bow. " What's with these bowed heads? Are they offering to behead them?" She asked, mocking. "Have you heard about respect?" His brows pulled together. "Not from you," She nudged his shoulder and
Tears wanted to seep from her eyes. She suppressed them. Her feet touched the ground. Her gaze met his blue eyes. Her belly squirmed when he caressed her cheek. "I know who did this." She said confidently and hurried to the mansion. He didn't stop her but followed her using his long strides. She stared at Elizabeth in disbelief. Lilliana was staring at the new jewellery designs on the laptop screen with her usual full smile. The maid was going to hand her the cup of herbal tea. She launched herself at them. Elizabeth's hand just gripped the cup. She backhanded the cup. It hit the ground, spilled the herb tea on the marble floor, and broke into pieces. "How dare you? You nonsense girl!" Elizabeth yelled at her in her old voice as she shot up on her feet. "Barbie, what happened to your eyes?" Lilliana was looking shocked w
Resting her face on the palm of her hand, she tilted her eyes at him. A ghost of a smile lingered on her face, "Sedate him," Emlyn's smile brightened on her face when she suggested it to her. "He would know. I don't wanna upset him." She shook her head. She knew the consequences of pissing him off. "Oh, Barbie. You can't get rid of that evil woman without a solid plan." Emlyn said, She suppressed her frustration at the mention of Bianca. She missed a breath trying to think about a way. She wanted Alessandro to agree with her. "It's all in Alessandro's choice. I have tried everything." She said, "You haven't tried anything," Emlyn got on her feet and glanced at her with a playful smirk.  
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