Ava Has To Know.
Marcello's POV.
Being on my feet with my eyes fixed persistently at the door side and my hands clenched in a fist, I saw my dad walk out of my house with a venomous sneer on his face as he nodded his head incessantly.
He was probably as pleased as a punch knowing that he had a high chance of controlling me as his son.
After letting out the fact that my illegitimate brother was going to take over the company if I had declined the marriage deal, I just wasn't comfortable staying in the mansion where my dad had tread upon.
The split second my dad dashed out of the house, I marched towards the same direction with rage burning up in my veins.
"Sir Marcello" Vincent scurried towards my direction as he panted like a stray cat running from a violent dog but I didn't care.
I stared at him like a right hand man who had broken a promise made to his master or boss.
"I'll be leaving for Ava's home right now" I pronounced without any emotions shown on my face.
Inwardly, I felt empty due to what my dad had revealed to me , but that wouldn't stop me from transferring aggression to anyone who stepped on my toes.
"Ava?" He repeated her name the moment he heard it come to him like a bolt from the blue.
"Yes, Ava. Do you have anything to say about that? Any objections?" I canvassed as my brows drew closer to each other in anticipation of what he had to say.
"It's… it's nothing Sir Marcello" he inclined his head to the ground in worry as he spoke falteringly.
"Better.. Make ready the cars, I need to be there in an hour before I will be behind schedule. I have something to tell her" I ordered with an unenthusiastic tone before I dashed out of my house with a fit of pique.
I just couldn't believe my dad had accepted to sell his son out to some billionaire because he could help and stop our company from going into rack and ruin.
It was so infuriating and vexatious knowing about this. I felt like picking up a gun and pulling the trigger at him, wherever he was at the moment.
I walked to the car park with my hopes high after my order to get a car ready but unfortunately, they were brought down to base and smashed into smithereens.
"What?" I vociferate loudly as I looked around the park. Everywhere appeared so calm and quiet that it made me hacked off.
My seething rage finally got to its boiling point that I couldn't help but retaliate.
"I said get the cars ready, why are there no cars here?" I Bellowed as I turned to Vincent who had his head bowed behind my back in fear.
My eyes bulged out in discontemptment as I became so furious. A wave of fury crashed through my veins as I was about to explode in a frenzy of rage.
"Vincent? What the hell is going on?" I questioned with a disgruntled glare at him from where I stood.
His hands were placed on each other and his legs were sited firmly to the ground in fear and trepidation. I bet he was trembling right inside his body.
I could sense the fright he had inside him as he stood closer to me. I perceived it oddly.
"Am I talking to a muted robot or what? Speak to me this moment!!" I instructed magisterially with my head raised high.
"Vincent?? I'm asking you or do you wish to get a punch so hard from me?" I posed with a vile smirk on my face as I stared at him acting all loyal and subordinate to me.
"Sir…. Sir it's just that…" he gulped in Silva nervously as he tried maintaining his voice.
"Will you speak up and stop stuttering? You are making me get pissed off and trust me, you won't like me getting nettled at you, Vincent" I warned with a peeved stare at him.
Something was wrong, something was going on and I just didn't know about it. Vincent was not the kind to hush when I questioned him in a harsh tone.
"Sir… your dad Ordered that you'd be kept indoors till tomorrow when you will be leaving the states for the UK." he finally spilled the beans which wasn't shocking to me but he uttered every single word with a trembling voice.
"He wishes to see his son locked up by him because of a silly marriage arrangement?? What the fuck is all these??" I roared as I turned around to look at everyone who had suddenly surrounded me, hearing my complaints.
They were obviously going to obey my dad's orders other than mine and I wasn't surprised.
They all had their faces bowed to the ground and I just couldn't tell who was who as I wasn't in my right sense of mind at that moment.
All I just wanted to do was to leave the mansion for Ava's home and nothing more. As my girlfriend, she was entitled to know what was going to hit the relationship soon and how to avert it.
Angrily and with my back turned against Vincent, I made an order that he wasn't expecting. He must have thought within himself that I was going to listen to his flimsy excuses about my dad not wanting me to leave the house.
"Go get my car ready, and I mean now!" I enjoined , standing firmly on my instruction made to them.
"But Sir, your dad asked that…"
He was going to say but I was already sick and tired of keeping an open ear to him talking about my dad that way.
"My dad will do nothing, Vincent" I turned to him again as I asserted rudely.
"Now, go get my car ready this minute!" I gave a peremptory order with a glare at him but still, he just wasn't going to adhere to my words.
"Wow…." I snorted as I took a quick glance at the right before returning my sight to him in disappointment.
"Yeah… I should have known" I grunted and without listening to him or my dad anymore, I walked frantically to where my cars were parked and climbed into one of my red range Rover cars.
They all tried to bring me to a halt from leaving the house but the moment I turned on the engines of my car, they all had a fearful stare at each other.
I changed my gaze direction to the right door and there Vincent was, looking like a lost kid who saw a scary ghost.
He surely knew what I was capable of doing and he knew I could hit the guards that were standing before my car.
Seeing them stand before my car made it more fun for me as I could count up to three before driving out of the house.
"One….." I placed my hand on the steering with a sneer on my lips as I kept a weather eye on them.
"Two…." I placed my hand on the wheel and for the third which was the climax of it all…
I immediately stepped my leg on the throttle of the car and in no time, I pushed forward with a vicious smile erupting from my lips.
As I drove past them at full speed, I watched them jump out of the way , giving me enough space to leave the house without coming after me.
They couldn't outrun the speed of a Range Rover car and it was best Vincent stopped them from chasing after clouds because they weren't going to get me.
I looked at my side mirror as I controlled the wheels of the car in the exact direction to go. I was hoping I would see one of my security cars coming after me from behind but the opposite was the case.
None of them had the tenacity to come after me and it made me snigger at such thoughts.
"Fools, they think they know best huh?…" I vocalised, seeing that I had escaped their bondage and that they couldn't lay hold of me anymore.
Now that I was done with them, it was time to go meet Ava, Ava Smith. My girlfriend in Italy whose dad was also a billionaire but never wanted my union with his daughter from day one.
That never stopped me from visiting Ava because I felt something more stronger for her. I loved her so much and although she could be barking mad and rude most times, I was willing to hold onto her.
I wasn't ready to give my heart to another lady until this moment.
It was really frustrating to be compelled into getting married to someone I just didn't know and love.
Soon, I got to the house and climbed out of the car. I saw Ava standing at the door the moment it was opened from the inside.
It felt like she had been waiting for my entrance into her house for the whole day, seeing how late it was.
"Hey…." She said softly with a smile on her face which gave me thrills most times, but not this time though.
I had a lot of things to think about and smiling at the moment was going to be difficult.
I peered at her right from her head down to her feet and she appeared to be as dazzling as the morning sun.
Her dyed red long hair was left to flow and rest on her shoulders which gave me a sweet sensation by just staring at her.
And don't get me started with her blue short gown that had her tempting fair thighs exposed to my view.
Her eye contacts were brown like that of a puppy and her nose flat. I disliked that aspect of her but I was still willing to accept other parts of her body.
"Will you just stand over there and stare at me all day or come in to meet me?" She questioned in a sexy way as she used her middle finger to beacon on me.
She bit the lower part of her lips and at the drop of a hat, she spun around and went back into her house.
Now from her body signal, I was sure for an evening meal and it wasn't the regular kind of meal.
I felt joy in my heart as I followed her from behind into the house but with a frown on my face.
We got into her room and the minute I shut the door behind me , turning to her, I saw her let her gown lose as she watched it fall to the ground effortlessly.
"Ava?" I uttered under my breath as I saw her fair back revealed to my visual perception.
"Shhhhh… I know what you want Marcello, so why don't you come over here and let me take care of you!" She said without a sonant breath softly, which made me smirk.
I went closer to her just as she requested and when I sat on her bed, watching her stand before me, she did it again with her lips.
She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue and bent down in between my legs with her eyes still fixed in mine.
She placed her hand on my belt and within a few seconds, it was already off my waist with my zipper opened.
"I can't wait to make you get a hold of me, Marcello" she said in a mid pitched voice as she grinned at me.
"I can't wait to feel your tongue all over my dick, Ava" I responded with my right hand reaching for her hair.
She immediately dipped my dick which she had taken out of my trouser into her mouth.
I watched her massage it thoroughly just how I wanted it, just how I loved it.
I was going to let her go on and maybe get to the next stage of unveiling her pussy which was obviously going to be wet for me.
But then, I recalled my father's warning, I recalled the discussion I had with him before coming to meet Ava and I got turned off.
"Ava… stop" I instructed in a cold tone, taking my hand off her hair in anger and regret.
"Why Marc… I'm really going to make you cum and moan my name you know" she asserted as she kept on dipping my dick into her mouth faster.
I just couldn't keep on fooling her, I needed to be open to her and it was now or never.
"I said stop!" I immediately pushed her off my dick which she wasn't expecting from me.
She tumbled on the ground so hard that it had made her facial expression change drastically to an angry killer bean.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Why the fuck will you do something this rude to me?" She cleaned the edges of her lips as she yelled out at the top of her voice which I just didn't care about.
I wasn't the kind of man that loved being disobeyed by some girl, no matter who she was or meant to me.
"I warned you" I muttered, raising my brows high as I stood to my feet and had my pants fixed like nothing ever happened between us.
She could only sit on the floor, naked and stunned by the act I had just pulled out.
"You've changed, Marc… what is wrong?" She questioned this time with a calm voice.
"I'm getting married" I divulged without thinking twice about her feelings.
I never wanted to act as my dad had persuaded but something made me change my mind and I wasn't really sure what.
"What??? You are kidding right?" She forced a smile as she looked confused on the ground.
"Where is all these coming from?" She queried under the stress of incertitude.
"I have to, Ava. After all, it's for the company" I uttered like I never cared about her feelings which hurt her so bad.
"Marc…???"
"Don't call me that, Ava. I will soon be married to someone else so you better address me right" I asserted, dipping my hands into my pockets aggressively.
"Marcello? It's me Ava. What happened to your promises?" She stood to her feet as she came closer to me.
She was going to still touch me, to still seduce me into fucking her but I wasn't just feeling her vibes anymore.
I wasn't interested in her touches anymore so I adjusted by shifting my body away from hers.
"Is this it?" She asked with a sad voice as I watched her blink her eyes countless times.
"I'm sorry, but it has to be done" I asserted rudely.
"You know you are nothing without me, Marcello. I hold the key to your downfall and you know it too right?" She threatened this time with my predicaments which I just didn't expect.
"Don't you dare do something silly , Ava" I warned but with fear in me.
"Then don't leave my sight. The minute you leave me, then trust me Marcello Mario, the world will know who you really are and what you really have"
She declared before she walked past me and made her way to the bathroom Without hearing me say a word.
"My secrets?" I halved a venomous grin as I wished to kill her right there as she knew something that could tarnish my image, that could bring my company down.
I just had to follow my instincts if I really wished to win this fight against my girlfriend, Ava.
I bet she was more scared of losing me than I thought.
Your Wife To- Be Is Crippled.Marcello's POV.Putting on my black suit with a white striped tie knotted around my neck, I sighed countless times in worry of what would happen to me next after returning from Ava's home."Am I really going to do this? Am I going to get married to a lady I know nothing about?" I spoke in an undertone as I sat at the right edge of my bed in my cosy room.It was just so difficult for me to take in , to accept such a fact. Getting married to someone I knew by the narrowest of margin was never what I planned for myself in life.Ava has always been there and although we've gone through a lot of hurtful things, I just never imagined getting acquainted with someone else.Gripping my phone in my hand and staring at it persistently without being distracted, I wondered what life would be without my rude girlfriend, Ava.I kept on watching closely at her picture that was on my phone and I couldn't help but let out an involuntary grin knowing what was coming our way
Act As A Billionaire…Marcello's POV.I paused for a second, looking flabbergasted by what Vincent had revealed to me."She is crippled Sir, the daughter of Mr. Leo has been crippled for ages and no one knows why. She wasn't born into the earth as a cripple though" Vincent uncloaked more details , taking my breath away."What? And dad knew this?" I questioned , still in shock."Not only was I about to get acquainted with a lady I knew nothing about, but she is also crippled? How do I survive this?" I sniggered , blinking my eyes in anger as I just couldn't place my hand on what Vincent meant by my unknown bride being crippled."I'm sorry I didn't inform you earlier Sir but your dad asked that…." Vincent held back his words, seeing my reaction the minute he mentioned my dad."My dad always tells you what to do right? Did you ever see me as a friend? Or as your own boss?" I debriefed with a baffled and mentally disturbed demeanour."You all want me to get married to ….." I heaved a dee
Don't You Ever Step A Foot There!!!! Karissa's POV.With a nice fragrance in the air, coupled with the sun shining brighter than always and the flowers close to my window blooming and glittering like gold, I wished the day could get better.A rictus smile left my lips as it was the last day to be a single lady, the last day to have my way in whatever I was doing in life or wanted to do.It was the last day I could go do some stripping work and get paid by just rubbing down a man's dick. And all these were going to last until my sister got to her feet and acted like the boss of her own.So, going back to Italy as a stripper at night and a corporate worker during the day was put on hold.It was finally the third day which we've all been waiting for, the day where my sister would stay back and watch me get married to her to -be husband.I couldn't believe I was really doing this though but just like she said, it was and has always been my culpability why she got restricted from a lot o
Arranged Wedding: Is This Fate Or Coincidence.Karissa's POV."Dad?" I called out the split second I saw my dad stride angrily into my room with a spitting image of an angry bear, all furious and burning with fury in his veins."What have you done to your sister, Karissa? You wish to send bad luck to her right?" My own father cussed with his facial expression stating how enraged he was with me.He wasn't content, recognizing that I was in the same house with him and under the same roof with his daughter.I was going to deny the fact that he was my actual father but with the certitude that I had the same facial recognition as my sister, I possessed little hope that I was owned by him."She… she didn't do anything to me, Dad.. she isn't harmful" Kristina let out her voice to be heard by my dad, with a stuttering voice, knowing that she had been snivelling all night because of that fool who had declined to come see her at home.My dad turned to her with doubts written all over his face t
Who Are You?.Marcello's POV.It's been almost an hour since I got to the wedding venue and stood in my waiting room as my maids dressed me and prepared me for the show ahead."A crippled bride for someone like me!" I scoffed as I looked at my reflection in the mirror while they did their jobs."It isn't that bad, Sir. Just think of it as a blessing. Who knows, she might not be crippled just as you think" Vincent tried soothing me with his words of encouragement but nothing was going to work."Are you trying to mock me right now or what, Vincent? You went to her house, you saw her and you confirmed to me that she was crippled so where and what are you heading at now?" I questioned with my gaze fixed persistently on him this time."Don't you believe in miracles?" He smiled as he uttered, making me feel even more fooled and insulted by him."Get out… now!" I ordered without any hint of humour on my face. I was done joking with Vincent about my crippled bride.If only he knew about the p
Get Out!!.Marcello's POV."Who are you and what the hell are you doing here? I could recall seeing you in Italy as a complete lady, what is happening?" I cross examined with a glare the second I went closer to her face in unsettling ease."I am Kristina Leo and I haven't met you or seen you in my life before. We are just meeting for the first time since you refused to come visit me after returning from Italy a few days ago" She hushed in muted tones as she felt nauseated by my bearing but I was even more squicked by what was happening right before my eyes."You may kiss the bride!" The priest entreated and without hesitation, she came closer to my lips and pressed her lips on mine like she owned me."What the hell do you think you are doing?" I grumbled with a stern look at her."Just act like you are fine, don't make a silly move because the adults are watching. It's not like I would love you" she snorted as she kissed me on my lips gently.After a few seconds, she pulled her lips
You Should Have Ended The Union.Karissa's POV."Fuck!! He has always been the billionaire Kristina has been talking about and I just didn't realise it sooner…." I slapped my hand on my forehead lightly as I knew what was coming for me.Seated in my room or should I say my hotel room which was booked for him and I, I thought about what would happen next after the wedding rights had been made.I was thinking it was going to be something easy and smooth but seeing who I was married to was just so frustrating.He was the same billionaire who the Italians had tagged as the ruthless , aloof billionaire.The one who didn't give a fuck about what an employee thinks of him. The same billionaire boss who sacked anyone at his own pace just because of a little issue, the Playboy himself, and trust me girls fought to have him by their sides.He was the same billionaire I had tried making love to at the stripping house but was rudely pushed off his body for reasons best known to him."What have I
I Know Who You Are…Karissa's POV.Still sitting on the bed, I thought of how bad my new married life would be, and how pointless and useless it would make me feel.I Clasped my fingers on my dress as I felt tears about to roll off my eyes. It was a strategy to hold it back."I guess I would live my life in this marriage as a lonely lady seeking attention. The attention my sister should be fighting for" I sniffled as sneaking beliefs kept popping into my head.I was still lost in trance when out of the blue, an alarming sound was heard behind me and at that moment, I knew it was Sarah opening the door."Are you okay, ma'am?" Sarah asked the minute she stepped her foot out of the bathroom, looking all sleepy and dizzy.She must have realised how dull I was by just looking at me from behind."Your boss has left or gone back to the states, I guess. So we are the only ones here" I divulged with a melancholic mood as I had my face turned to the window and not setting it on Sarah who was st