Zoey POVSilence. Silence. It has been silent for a while now, unusual quiet. No drama, no chaos, nothing but silence. I don't wish for the chaos and bloodbath, but it's expected in the mafia life. Two whole weeks of total silence, that I'm even scared. Scared of the unknown, the unknown danger lurking in the dark waiting to catch us off guard, or rather take me unaware. Because I'm sure Marco and the rest of his family are always prepared for whatever comes there. I am not, mentally I'm not ready. I may have known the kind of lifestyle they lived, but nothing can prepare me enough. This silence, and the uneasiness in my gut, is telling me that it's the calm before the storm. The sound of a gunshot brought me but to present. Camilla took off her headset and turn to face me. “Zoey, you seem distracted, are you okay?” She asked concerned. I've been drifting away with my thoughts today, I shook my head at her. “I'm fine.” I respond. “Are you sure? We can take a break if you'd
Writer p.o.vAs the warm afternoon sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room, Zoey and Marco lay lazily on the bed. The remnants of their delicious lunch still lingered on their lips, and a comfortable silence enveloped them. It was a rare moment of tranquility in their otherwise chaotic lives.Zoey turned her head to look at Marco, her eyes filled with curiosity. “Marco,” she began, her voice soft and gentle, “Why did you choose to break up over telling me what was going on?”Marco's gaze shifted from the ceiling to meet Zoey's eyes. He took a deep breath, his mind flooded with memories of that painful time. “Zoey, I made a terrible mistake,” he confessed, his voice tinged with regret. “Back then, I was young and my power over the situation was limited, breaking up with you was the only way I could have done to drag the attention from you.” Marco, pissed by the memories, his mind replaces the event and how broken and vulnerable Zoey was then.He cursed
Zoey p.o.vMy eyes are closed as instructed as Hannah, the makeup artist Marco booked to cake me up for today's event. Tons and layers of concealer, foundation, contour and all other things involved in the perfect glam make up look. Or the celebrity look, as she claimed to give me, the look that will have people stop and stare and drop dead. I crack a small smile, Hannah is a friendly person. She would make her client warm up to her, and engage them in a conversation to keep the vibe flowing. “We are almost done....." She gave my face one final touch. “And done!”She exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly. “Can I open my eyes now?” I seek her permission, she had strictly requested me to not open my eyes until she is done. “Yes.” She gave her permission. I slowly open my eyes, only to flinch as my eyes wasn't used to the brightness in the room. “And the Queen.” Hannah said dramatically. I was stunned my new look, use to do make on myself before, but Hannah threw me of
Zoey p.o.vThe car rode to a stop in front of the biggest hall I've ever seen, the lighting from the building was blinding. It could pass as the daylight. Paparazzi are all over the place, some gather at the side of the red carpet leading to the entrance of the hall. While some scattered around, taking sneak pictures of people. I have no idea the kind of people, Marco invited, but based on their influence in the country. I'm sure they people at the top of the food chain. “To the underground garage.” Marco hissed irritated. I forgot he doesn't like the paparazzi, he was hardly seen on the newspapers or the TV unlike other famous business. If he's seen on the news, it is most like an old picture of him. The owners of these news firms won't want to be in the Alfonso's bad book, so they steer clear unless invited. The car came to a stop at the very private underground garage, accommodating only three other cars. “Wait for me.” Marco told me as he hurriedly gets down from the car, h
Zoey p.o.v“Zoey!” A very familiar feminine voice called my name from behind me, turning around to the caller. A saw all smiling Rebecca approaching me, I didn't know she came. “Rebecca, I didn't think you'd come.” With what happened in her visit, I was thinking it will take her time to heal. “I thought I wouldn't see you for a long time.” That was actually true. Because I certainly would be traumatized, but it seems like that's not the case for her. I shrug, it is nice seeing her again. “I would hate myself if I don't come to your introduction party, so have to put on my big pant.” She joked. “It's good to have you here, Rebecca.” “Congratulations, newest CEO.” She said, pulling me into another hug. “Thank you.” I giggled. “I totally wasn't expecting it.” I told her honestly. “Mmmm, Marco has been in your life without you knowing or seeing, he knew you love interior decors and would love to have your business on it. So he just has to do what is necessary.” Rebecca spilled ou
Zoey p.o.vToday's weather is sunny and warm, embracing your skin like a blanket in winter. I'm currently sitting in the living doing nothing actually, staring blankly at the TV. There is a program going on, but I wasn't paying any attention to it. My mind is going over yesterday's event, from the party to the mind-blowing sex with Marco. Okay, let me be honest, my mind was stuck in the later part. Thinking of it still gives me goosebumps. “Zoey!” Rebecca high pinch voice startled me back to reality. “You won't be this, have you seen the news?” She asks excitedly, taking her seat beside me. “No.” I shook my head, honestly it completely skipped my mind that the medias were there, and I'm certainly going to be on the news. “Girl! You are making headlines on all news channels.” Rebecca I was speechless, gaping at her like a fish out of water. I'm sure my eyes are bulging out of their socket. “Here, watch this.” She pass me her phone, I began scrolling through her Instagram wall.
Zoey p.o.vThe warm weather was what welcomed me the second I came out of the plane, the sun was at its perk. But for some reason it was calm and tender on the skin, wrapping me like a warm blanket.Then the breeze, blowing softly, soothing your skin, and easing any tension in the air. It is just me or is the weather different, and the air foreign.Of course, it has to be, I am in a foreign land.I didn't have an opportunity to enjoy it like any average person would, stretching out their limbs and embracing the foreign air. Instead, I was hurriedly led to the SUV parked a few feet from the plane.Marco's securities were surrounding us and lead us to the car. This is not the type of vacation I was hoping for, I wanted to lie low and just enjoy myself here. I'm losing the freedom and advantages I had as an average person, I'm in no way regretting my involvement with Marco. Immediately, we entered the car, Marco went back to his phone. He has been this way since we embarked on the long
Zoey p.o.vMarco was not home when I arrived, I guess he went about his business. It was just Camila and Isabella settling in, in their rooms.Rebecca has gone home, as we had discussed earlier in the plane, and she will be here tomorrow morning to taking touring around Italy.Something I am excited about, I can't wait to tour the place people can't shut up about.A maid led me to my room, it was already past six, so I decided to take my bath.I am still full when they came to call me down for dinner, and fatigue, all I wanted to do was just laying on the bed and embrace the sleep that has been calling out my name.•••“Zoey, it's past ten already, we should go to bed.” Camilla yawn, trying to fight off the sleep. “Yeah, I think Marco is going to come home late today.” Isabella supported immediately, both of them are exhausted from the long trip but are too stubborn to go and rest. Saying they want to accompany me. “You two need to rest, don't forget I just woke up not too long ago