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Drama At The Breakfast Table
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‘’From what, Roberto?’’ a voice came from the foot of the stairs, as a noble looking woman stepped into the dining area. Her dark hair and similar colored eyes mirrored Roberto’s own, and anyone who saw both of them together at first sight would be able to tell that these two were siblings. Draped in an expensive silk fabric and adorned with gold jewellery, she waded across the room like the majestic being her physical outlook presented her to be. Easing herself into the chair Annika vacated several seconds earlier, she continued, "Remember the promise you made the day the tradition of eating breakfast together in this family started? This area is supposed to be a free space where there’s no authority or orders.’’Roberto glared at his sister, but the woman seemed completely unfazed as she continued to maintain eye contact with him. ‘’So…’’ she continued, ‘’I don’t want to know what Adrian or anyone on this table did, forget it here and now. At least, until we are done with breakfas
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Back To Present...Genevieve stopped dead in her tracks at the heavy anger she sensed in the tone the person who asked the question, even though she was yet to see who owned the feminine voice.She looked down at her body, and back up at the faces of the people in the dining area with her. At least, the faces of those seated at the table right now and were staring back at her. All five pairs of eyes.She recognized Roberto from the previous night, sitting at the head of the table. Her new husband, staring at her like he wasn’t seeing her but someone else.To his left sat an identical looking woman, eyes widened in a mixture of shock and horror, and on his right sat a brunette whom Genevieve had an inkling would either be her age or just older by a few years. This one also looked shocked, but there also seemed to be a hint of fear in her emerald eyes.As if he could not bear her ignoring him any longer, Adrian cleared his throat and Genevieve felt her gaze pulled to the other side of t
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‘’Genevieve?’’For the umpteenth time that morning, Genevieve felt her heart leap into her throat at the sound of her name from Roberto's lips. The man had been engaging her in a one-sided conversation ever since she took the seat beside him a few minutes ago. He had asked the brunette, whom he had introduced to her as his niece Aurora, to vacate her seat for ‘his wife’, and proceeded to tell Genevieve that it would be her seating position during breakfast from that day on.Genevieve had agreed immediately. Not only did she know she had no choice in the matter, but she had also been too distracted at the time to refuse. Distracted by Adrian who had held her gaze and refused to let it go. His artic eyes had reeled her in, making her unable to pay attention to what the others in the room were saying or doing.He probably would have held her attention for the rest of breakfast if he hadn’t received a call and left when she had barely taken a spoonful of food. He also hadn’t bothered to
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The next half hour passed with Genevieve sorting through clothes in Aurora's closet, as the latter was the one closest in size to her. Under the scrutinizing gazes of the two girls who stood in one corner of the large room, she was quick to pick out a floral print t-shirt, blue denim shorts, and a pair of white sneakers.Once she had made her choice, they left her alone to get dressed, telling her they'd be waiting for her in the car.Minutes later, Genevieve stepped out of the mansion, her breath hitching as her eyes widened in shock at the sight before her. The sprawling estate was surrounded by towering walls, their imposing height a stark reminder of her captivity. She had been unconscious the night before when she was brought here, and now, for the first time, she could take in the exterior of the place she would call home from now on.Inside was already intimidating even though she was yet to have a proper tour, and now outside? Well, what else was one to expect from people like
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Genevieve craned her neck to look up at the maid."They aren't looking pleased? Surely, they aren't about to call off the banquet, right?" she probed."Why don't you find that out yourself?"They got to the second floor, and Genevieve remained quiet as the maid continued to pull her down the hallway and past her parents' bedroom."We just passed—" she started to say, when the door of the next room—her own room— opened, and not one, not two, but three smiling faces popped out the threshold.They were her father’s, her mother’s, and her twenty year older brother Vince's. Genevieve sighed in relief and broke into a smile of her own. It was obvious from her parents' expressions that the banquet hadn't been called off after all.Not only were they dressed for a party it, but they were also carrying small boxes which she presumed to be her gifts. The maid who had pulled her up here immediately released Genevieve’s collar so she could bow to the Master and Madam of the household, while the l
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