Chapter 7 RICHARD’S POV “Richard, seriously!” a deep, gruff voice scolded from above. Suddenly, the morning paper delivered just an hour ago, was slammed onto the table in front of me as I enjoyed my breakfast. The loud voice and heavy newspaper landing on the table startled me, making me flinch a little in shock. I spilt some of the hot coffee I was sipping on my pyjama pants, feeling a light sting on my skin through the thin material. “Whoa! What’s going on?” I exclaimed. Reflexively, I dropped the coffee mug on the dining table and rose from my seat. I glanced up to see my dad’s furious face, his eyes ablaze. I couldn’t help but wonder why the old man was so upset with me again. “Why would you do that…?” “I made it very clear to you to avoid any scandalous stuff that could harm your image, but it seems you’re doing the exact opposite, and you’re doing it exceptionally well,” he said with a smooth hand gesture, still scowling at me in disapproval. “Holy shit,” I muttered on see
Chapter 8RICHARD’S POVJust in time, I hurried to my dad and caught him to prevent him from falling and hitting the table.“Dad… Dad, are you okay?” I kept calling him as I gently guided him to a seat. I touched the side of his neck to check for a pulse. Fortunately, he still had a pulse, but he was breathing heavily.His eyes kept fluttering, struggling to stay open. Colour drained from his face, and his skin looked pale and a bit dehydrated. His lips parted as he tried to say something. They were dry as if he hadn’t taken liquid in a while.“Katrina! Katrina!” I called out to his maid after removing my hand from the side of his neck.“Son, instead of getting into fights in public places, try to spend quality time with your future wife, Bianca. Get to know each other well and start making the necessary preparations for your wedding…”“I’ve heard, no need to overemphasize it. Please, stop talking,” I pleaded, noticing how difficult it was for him to speak.Seconds later, the maid ru
Chapter 9 BIANCA’S POV Staring back at me in the huge mirror of the bridal shop’s large white dressing room was a beautiful bride-to-be dressed in a beautiful white wedding gown. I had tried out three different gowns and was starting to lose hope until I found this beauty. I looked amazing in it. The gown had lovely lace and crystal beads, making it extra special. It flowed gracefully around me, and the sparkle made it feel like something straight out of a fairytale. The top was really nice, and there was a long part in the back that made it even more beautiful for my big day. Now I understand why weddings are such a big deal. It’s every young woman’s dream. It’s the time when they get to be the most beautiful version of themselves and shine brighter than a diamond. I drew a slow, steady smile of happiness as I thought about it and twirled around in the beautiful dress, making the lower part flow like a dream, already feeling like it was the big day. The only thing missing was a bo
Chapter 10BIANCA’S POV“She’s…. she’s…honey, let’s just get out of here…we’ll find another store,” Dylan pleaded. He tried to take her hand in an attempt to leave.Not so fast.“What’s happening right now is that Dylan and I have been dating for years if not for centuries. It was a serious relationship that was heading towards something big, possibly marriage. Then, one morning, I woke up to find he had vanished like the wind without a word. He blocked me, unfollowed me, and never picked up my calls. Even when I tried calling from a different number, he’d hang up as soon as he heard my voice,” I chimed in all the explanation, leaving no stone unturned.Dylan turned to face me, glaring as if he wanted to murder me. I scowled right back at him, holding my ground. He deserved this and a lot more.The woman stared at him in shock, her face showing a mix of concern, pain, and disgust.“You’re such a coward!” she exclaimed. “How could you do that to her? If you can just leave her hanging
Chapter 11BIANCA'S POVI stood there, feeling overjoyed, a satisfied smile spreading across my face. That’s how it’s done, girl!She was about to flounce out when Dylan chased after her. “Claire, honey, please listen,” he trailed after her like a persistent fly.He held her arm and in a swift move, she turned and slapped him. But it wasn’t a powerful slap. It felt like paper flipping through a gentle breeze. I bet I could’ve done it better this time.“Don’t lay a finger on me again,” she warned, looking fragile as she breathed heavily. “If you do, I’ll scream, and I’ll make sure to get a restraining order against you.”After saying that, Dylan didn’t try to touch her again. She stormed out, using the back of her hand to cover her nose as she tried to hold back her tears.“Are you happy now?” Dylan turned to me, looking like an enraged beast. Should I be scared? No, there was a public place. There was nothing he could do to harm me.“News flash, I am,” I answered confidently, my gaze
Chapter 12 BIANCA’S POV I cast a eagle eye on my reflection for the thousandth time, feeling unusually concerned about how I looked. I have never been so cautious of my looks before. I was been extremely narcissistic and it was all because of him…of Richard. Letting out a big sigh, I turned to face Nina who was seated on the edge of the bed, watching me like I was her favourite character in her favourite TV show. “Are you sure this gown is okay? Or should I go for something shorter and more…revealing?” I squeaked. I knew for a fact that men are visual creatures. That they’re easily attracted and moved by what they see. Considering Richard’s personality and the images I found online, it was clear he preferred women who dressed…slutty. Rule No.1 in making him fall in love with me: Dress Slutty Nina popped out a tired breath, realizing she had to give me another round of motivational speech to pep me up once more. Rising, she approached me and took my hands. “Listen, girl,” she com
Chapter 13BIANCA’S POVDinnos is a recently opened restaurant that’s always packed. It’s known as one of the fanciest and most upscale spots to dine in the city. Mostly, it attracts the wealthy and affluent crowd.Dinnos is different because it doesn’t have a menu you can read and order from like most restaurants. Instead, the chef decides what to cook based on their inspiration, considering allergies and food intolerances. If you’re worried about the cost or not into trying new things, this might not be the place for you.As I got out of the Uber and entered the restaurant’s waiting area, I was greeted by a stylish atmosphere with comfy furniture, soft lighting, and tasteful décor. An ultra-slim woman with tiny eyes who was a staff member, dressed in a special staff uniform approached me as though she’d been expecting my arrival.“Welcome to Dinnos,” she greeted me with a well-practiced smile. Her cheeks were rosy, and her cheekbones seemed a bit swollen, maybe from smiling too muc
Chapter 14RICHARD’S POV She entered with a fiery presence that seemed determined to captivate me entirely. An intense sensation surged through me, suddenly leaving my lips dry and a heat that threatened to consume me racing along every part of my being. I moistened my lips, took a deep breath, and tried to cool off the inner fire on the brink of ignition. I managed a smile, my cheeks slightly shaky, as she confidently and seductively strolled to our table, like a supermodel at a big fashion show. She looked amazing, so attractive that having her for dinner right now wouldn’t be a bad idea. After we got settled, my gaze couldn’t keep itself from raking over her sumptuous body. The neckline of her black dress plunged so low to her cleavage, it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, her pointy nipples poking out like thorns from the thin fabric. But I liked it that way. Those boobs were perfect; well-rounded and sizeable enough to fit into my palms. Desire and the need to have her in m