Diana trembled on the floor.
She stared into nothingness as she was still in shock from what had just happened to her. She was still on the floor where her supposed husband had left her. Her back was on the tiled floor and the cold sipped into her naked body.
Her nightdress was beyond ruined. Her hands were sprawled on the floor. Her legs still vibrated like crazy. Lone tears escaped her eyes. They were no longer flowing down like before. She had already cried her eyes down.
Diana was finding it hard to believe that Matteo had done this to her. He was once sweet. He once made the world worth living. He promised to conquer the world and give it to her as a gift and she had believed it all.
Where was that gift now?
Where was the world he promised?
Where was the sweetness? The love?
Her lips started trembling again. They had gone pale from crying and she felt a fresh batch of tears coming again. She felt too hurt. Diana felt broken.
Matteo had crossed the line today. He had hurt her more than anyone else had and she cursed herself for still loving him even after all this!
How could she still want him? How could she still crave for his body? Was she losing her mind? Was she in a normal state of mind?
She slowly helped herself to sit up. After Matteo had found finished with her, he went back into the room and Diana suspected he was already in a deep sleep.
All Diana had ever wanted was a prince charming that would love her like she was the only thing that mattered. All she had ever wanted was a sweet marriage and a caring husband. Was it too much to ask for? Was it all too much to want?
The tears that were coming finally filled up her eyes and they started streaming down her face. Maria was right. She could not continue like this. She had to put an end to this wickedness.
Matteo had used her for too long. Matteo had played with her feelings for too long. Matteo had disrespected her for way too long. She could not let him keep having his way.
It was time to part ways.
As much as it pained her and burnt her insides, she had to do it. It was the right thing to do. She had found the answer to Maria's question. She could not love him and suffer forever. She would lose herself in the process.
It was better for her to set herself free and try to find happiness elsewhere. Matteo was not the one for her. He had been a bad choice from the start and he still was.
Diana had to find a way to make up with her parents. She had fought with them because of Matteo. She had cut ties with them because Matteo had demanded that it be that way. He was not worth all these sacrifices.
Diana slowly got to her feet and stood before the closed door of the room. She peered in and saw that he truly was fast asleep.
She needed to arrange her divorce papers with their lawyer. It was now or never before she lost the backbones to do it.
She walked away from the door and stopped where Matteo would not be able to overhear her conversation. It was an odd hour and it was rude to contact the lawyer now but she was desperate.
She dialed his number. She put the phone to her left ear. It began to ring but there was no answer. Diana prayed and hoped that he would answer it as she insisted on calling again.
Eventually, he answered the call.
"Hello, George Washington speaking?" the lawyer began in a sleepy voice.
"It's Diana speaking," Diana answered.
"Diana? Are you okay? Did something happen?" he asked.
The lawyer was used to their little family. There was no use for formalities. He knew everything about them, except for the fact that Matteo treated her badly. But he guessed that Matteo did.
"I want a divorce," Diana broke the news.
There was a pause on the other end. George cleared his throat before speaking again.
"Do you want to talk about it first? Divorce is a big deal. It can affect you for the rest of your life. Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked as he had become wide awake now.
Diana exhaled sharply and she felt tears begin to fill up her eyes. She remembered all of Matteo's toxicity. She could not keep forcing it any longer.
"Yes, I am. I want it to happen as fast as possible. You can call him tomorrow and tell him about it. I'll tell him myself tomorrow morning. Can you do this for me?" Diana asked.
George did not respond. She could only hear his heavy breathing on the other end.
"Please George, I can't do this anymore. I feel as if I'm dying inside. Please," Diana pleaded.
George sighed. "I'll arrange the divorce papers. I'll give your husband a call tomorrow as well," he finally gave in.
I smiled. I was going to be free from him soon. "Thank you so much, George," Diana appreciated him.
"It's nothing. Do take care of yourself. Have a good night," George bid her farewell and ended the phone call.
Diana heaved a sigh of relief before walking back into the room. She stood over Matteo's sleeping form and watched him for a while.
This was the man who caused her pain and at the same time brought her joy. She was about to put an end to their relationship. He was no longer going to have free access to her again.
She went into the shower and washed her pain away with the water. She broke down in tears and crude again. She remembered the previous event that had taken place between her and Matteo.
He had forced himself on her. She still remembered the gasps that escaped her lips with every thrust from him. She remembered the way he squeezed her tits without having any care in the world.
She cried throughout the bath and stepped out to wear another night dress. Then she chose to fall asleep on the couch opposite the bed. It felt uncomfortable but Diana told herself that she would bear it longer.
Morning soon came and Matteo yawned awake. He got out of his bed and raised a brow at his wife. He asked himself why she was in a chair. Then he shrugged it easy and got in the shower to prepare himself for work. He took his time cleaning up his body and when he stepped out, he saw that Diana was already awake.
She folded her arms at him like she had something to say. He ignored her and went to his wardrobe to find something to wear. He took out his clothes and started cleaning his body to put them on.
"Matteo, I have something important to tell you," she told her billionaire husband.
He continued working on his clothes. "I'm listening," he answered.
Diana wanted him to take her seriously. So she pulled his clothes out of his hand and glared at him defiantly.
"What is your problem?" he demanded as he was beginning to lose his patience.
"I want your full attention!" Diana exclaimed.
Matter glared at her for a long time as he thought of what to do to her. Eventually, he gave in.
"What do you have to say? I'm listening," he asked again.
Diana took in a long shaky breath before releasing it again. Then she began.
"I want a divorce," Diana broke the news.
Matter stopped and glared at her. He blinked only one eye multiple times before breaking into laughter. He dragged his clothes back out of Diana's hands.
"When you're ready to talk, let me know," Matteo said instead.
Diana had known that he would not take her seriously. This was why she needed the lower to call him and break the news to him. This was the only way that Matteo would take her seriously.
"I'm serious, I was t a divorce. I'm sick and tired of this marriage," Diana continued.
Matteo waved her away. "I have work to get to first this morning. Maybe I'll see you later today when I get back from work. Then we can talk about your little divorce," Matteo said and walked out of the room.
Matteo scoffed as he descended the stairs. He found himself chuckling at his wife. This was not the first time she threatened him about leaving their marriage. By evening, she would have cooled off. He knew that Diana could not live without him. She was just bluffing. He laughed again and exited the building.
His red car was waiting outside for him. He got in and drove off. Matteo turned on the music and played it as loud as possible. He soon came to a stop before a traffic light and waited for pedestrians to cross the road.
Suddenly, his phone rang. It was the lawyer calling.
"Why is this man calling me? Does he want some kind of raise or something?" Matteo asked himself before answering it. "How can I help you?" he demanded the moment he picked it up.
"Your wife has filed a divorce against you. She wants to end your marriage," George announced.
Matteo widened his eyes in shock. Diana was not joking. She truly wanted a divorce.
What was he going to do?
The Haven was a place for everyone.Playboys, gigolos, casual flings and so on. It was also a celebrity Hotspot and most days it was filled with paparazzi pretending to be customers.The Haven served as a restaurant by day and night club by night. It was placed at the top of the trend. It was where scandals were made and secret affairs were created.An attractive woman took her seat in a more private section of the club. There was only one sofa and a round glass table. The lights in the club kept switching from blue to purple; as if to compliment her personality. Her fashion sense screamed socialite and influencer. It was a simple red dress that hugged her body and showed off her curves. Every man that walked past her table almost always looked twice in her direction.Maria Jones' Twitter handle had over a million followers but for a socialite, she lived a very private life. She was happy with having only a few friends and Diana was the only friend that mattered the most.It was quite
Armani was a name that carried power in the billionaire society.The first thing the Armani Family was known for was outstanding business records and achievements, the second thing was ruthlessness.Its golden son, Matteo was responsible for all the wealth they had acquired at such an early age. As a result, Matteo grew up into the playboy that he was since there were many women at his disposal. He believed that all the women could never turn him down. They needed his money and his fame.Which was why the lawyer's call left him shocked. Diana of all people was the one who needed him the most. Her father had been desperate and had begged that he went through with the marriage three years ago when he tried to back off.Matteo had seen the determination in Diana's eyes when she demanded a divorce. He was still going through a hangover from yesterday night so he did not pay much attention to her.Matteo had used fear as a tool to make Diana submissive throughout their marriage. Yet today,
Matteo declined the call from his family's lawyer.He wanted to be alone. All of a sudden, Lexi was not appealing to him anymore. Just the sight of her nakedness disgusted him.Lexi noticed the sudden change in his mood. She knew better than to tease him. Knowing Matteo, he could snap at her. She pouted her lips as she knew their sex game was over. Then she graciously waltzed to his office to get dressed.Matteo did not understand the action. He thought Lexi was about to lure him into another game."Playtime is over Lexi. Something came up, you have to leave," he stated firmly. The pussy juice still masked his face. He probably looked ridiculous, he thought to himself.Lexi who was now fully dressed; walked toward him and gave him a sensual hug. She gently caressed his face as she inspected her wet work. She gave him her designer handkerchief to wipe his face with. She remained in the hug for a while.He forced himself to be patient. Although, slutty little Lexi did not realize that
It was late into the night when Diana came home.She had been driven by a designated driver because she was too drunk to drive herself. She had gulped down alcoholic drinks numerous times throughout her get-together with Maria.Maria, on the other hand, had stayed behind to continue her tryst with Chad. Harry eventually left the table to try on his cheap game tactics on another unsuspecting lady.Diana had gotten drunk as a result of her being nervous. She had drank till all she felt was a rage she had kept suppressed for years. She had bottled up so many emotions during her hellish years of marriage.Diana staggered into the living room and saw her husband sitting stiffly on the sofa, a half-empty bottle of wine in his right hand.His eyes were red from intoxication. His facial expression revealed how mad he was. He had taken off his suit and tie; leaving only his white long-sleeved shirt unbuttoned, therefore exposing his worked-out chest.Diana felt fear seize her. Her fingers grew
"I know that you want me just as bad as I want you. . ." Matteo knew how to break through her defenses with just the right kiss in the right place. He knew when and where to touch; Matteo was a possessive lover. He trailed his kisses down her neck to her perky breasts which were hidden beneath her turtle neck."I want to see you, Diana, all of you," Matteo whispered.He carried her to the bed, dropping her gently before taking his time to undress her. He took off her right shoe. He kissed and caressed her right foot, sucking each toe with his mouth, licking between the toes.Diana moaned in pleasure as she felt tingling sensations travel up her legs to her softness. She grabbed the bedsheet tightly to keep herself from losing control. Matteo drove her crazy with his tongue.He took her other shoe and did the same with her left foot. He trailed kisses up her ankle and sucked her sole.He moaned into her feet and she felt the vibration in her pussy. He lifted himself and gazed into h
Matteo suddenly cold and distant a few minutes after cuming in his wife.He took a long hot shower. Diana on the other hand was numb. Emotionally, she did not know how to feel. She knew she had lost this battle but the war was still on.Matteo emerged from the bathroom naked and wet. Diana heard him but could not bring herself to look at him. She was humiliated and embarrassed that she fell for his seduction again.Matteo finished drying up himself and walked towards the bed. He climbed unto the bed naked and closed his eyes.Diana could not help but look at the tempting body of her husband. She knew that it was intentional leaving himself completely naked in bed.Since he shut her up with his body, then she could also fantasize about it in her dreams. Matteo was cunning when playing these games with her.He smiled although his eyes were closed. He had won. The reason he slept naked was to taunt her. To make a mockery of her weakness.Matteo was the gatekeeper of desire in this relati
Diana wanted to die.Her discussion with the family lawyer had her feeling depressed and discouraged. She did not want to believe that she was stuck in a loveless marriage.Matteo's letter had been condescending and mocking. She still could not get some things he wrote off her mind.'You have everything you want'If that were true, why was she not being cherished, loved and cared for?Diana was merely a sex slave in this union nothing more, nothing less.She had been home all day, the time was twelve in the afternoon. She had a cold shower and brushed her teeth.She overcame some dilemma on what to wear and settled for a tight fitting black jeans and white t-shirt. She always loved to be comfortable with whatever she wore. She blow dried her hair and applied some lip gloss.She came down to the living room and switched on to the TV. A reality show was on display. She casually scrolled through her phone and remembered the event her best friend was attending.Diana's mind was invaded by
Diana felt the world go dizzy.She was having another panic attack. Fear and shock hit Diana. Maria was beside her friend in an instant, dotting over her.Diana was given a glass of water to help her get calm. She was not making a marriage crisis public! People would judge her, make fun of her."You will be made fun of, you will be mocked, you will be laughed at. I know these things are what is really making you scared but Matteo is doing the same thing to you every day. Think about that," Maria gently cajoled her friend.Diana stared at her warily. She felt as if her friend had taken it too far."Diana, Matteo has wickedly hidden you from the world, I am the only one in your life," Maria insisted.Diana finished drinking her water. She knew Maria was right. Since she had been with Matteo, she had made no contacts with her family and friends."What do I do?" Diana firmly asked. Maria smiled. She clicked the remote button in her hand and several of the screens came alive."Pull up Matt
147. IS THIS THE END?Suicide and Chrome were both exhausted from their ongoing combat with this huge guy. They had wanted to go after Matteo as he was carrying his wife's unconscious form away.It was the sound of the gunshot that made them realize just how deeply they were fucked. They saw Nicholas, his face already white from blood loss holding his severely bleeding crotch, twitching and jerking involuntarily in pain.Suicide and Chrome realized to their horror that Nicholas was never going to have sex again. They both turned and ran after Matteo only to be blocked by a giant they had not even heard coming.Suicide brought out a wicked-looking jack knife, military-grade, while Chrome had on a pure gold knuckle duster on his right fist and a shining silver one on his left fist.Black Hound knew that both men were a package deal. He had done a quick reading of their bio-data to have a feel for how they both operated.Suicide would attack first with a knife from a flank and Chrome wou
THE RESCUEMasters Randall was neither a superstitious man by nature nor a religious one per se. But today of all days did not feel right. He could not tell what was making him uneasy but he was sure something was amiss.He had not spoken to his daughter in days now and he was worried about what shit show she may have started behind his back. He had failed that daughter of his and there was nothing he could do to change that.This morning when he had called Martha on his phone, there was no answer. That gave him his first reason to be concerned. Martha always answered his call no matter where she was or what she was doing.The second person she answered like that was her grandson. So what was the reason why La Matrona of the Consortium refused to pick up the phone?Had Priscilla run her mouth again? There were so many questions going through his old mind he did not know which one to answer.Masters had spent the night in his study with a cup of scotch and a Cuban cigar, his head tingl
145. END GAME"I hope that I can trust you, Mr. Armani," James Molten said as he was about to get down from the vehicle.Matteo assured him confidently. "Your shares are safe in my hands James and I plan to stay here for a while. I am not going anywhere."James Molten nodded and opened the door to get out without saying another word.Matteo was left alone with his driver as the car sped on."There is something you need to know," Black Hound said as he looked straight ahead. There was a graveness in the way he spoke.Matteo listened with rapt attention."I got some recordings that you will want to hear," Black Hound said. "I want you to listen to it in this vehicle because as of now, it is the only secure place," He finished.Matteo was becoming uneasy. "That bad?" He asked, looking at the rearview mirror to see the eyes of his bodyguard."I think bad is an understatement, it is going to be a shocking revelation," Black Hound said in a solemn tone."Alright, let's hear it," Matteo said
144. THE LAST MOVE~SOME HOURS EARLIERNicholas, tired of standing went back inside after watching the box burn. He still had felt no closure. He wanted nothing but revenge. The phone in his pocket buzzed and he fished it out of his pocket.It was an email from the company. He pushed the notification and read the contents of the message.The iPhone struck the wall with tremendous force and shattered into small pieces, the parts clattering everywhere.Nicholas was fuming and growling, his hands tightened into fists. How dare they fire him? Who the fuck did they think he was? He was not going down without a fight.The pain he was going through fueled his rage. He would make them pay one way or another. He stomped down the stairs blind with fury. He pictured his hands wrapped tightly around Matteo's neck.Then the neck slowly transformed in his head, morphine into a small slender supple neck that belonged to Diana. A sick smile played on his lips.He went into the kitchen and opened the
143. GRANNY TIMESDiana was glad to get out of her lodge. She was happy it was a work day. She was excited to get back to work despite everything that had happened around her.She had also become fast friends with the clerk that was rude to her on the first day she had tried to get a room. There was no point in dragging things out with another woman who was just trying to survive.Her husband had surprised her last night. It threw her off for a minute when she realized just how thoughtful he had become.She was just preparing herself for the next day which was today. The time was seven thirty in the evening when a knock interrupted her preparation. She left what she was doing and walked to the door.As she opened it, she was met with the sight of a familiar face.Nana gazed down warmly at her. She had behind her luggage that was pink in color."Nana? Come in," Diana said waving her hand towards the inviting living room.Nana shuffled into the living room, dragging her luggage with he
142. SHOW DOWNThe silence was deafening, except for the rustling of leaves that got blown around by the wind. It was obvious that all five wealthy people who were sitting together around the dinner table that late Monday morning were enemies.Each figure had his or her agenda at the pit of their dark twisted minds.Priscilla wanted Matteo and everything that came with him.Ashley wanted her father's company and Katie— well, it was not clear what she wanted.Matteo knew that there was no logical way out of this. However, he did have an advantage and he could not wait to use it. He suspected that Priscilla may have figured out his secret plan, but he wasn't too concerned.There was no stopping what was about to happen. Once and for all, he was going to stop all her incessant dealings and manipulation.He could tell that she was worried and she was right to be. This game had gone on long enough. He could also tell that James Molten wanted out.Matteo vividly saw the look of desperation
141. DARK NICKYThe past two days had been rather strange and unpredictable for Nicholas Wilson. First, he woke up with pain on a soft sofa which had dried drool all over his face. Everything hit him all at once. The pain, the hangover, and the nausea.He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. It was until a woman with a stark resemblance to Diana approached him with concern, breaking the disorienting haze of his mind. Her gentle yet determined voice pulled him back to reality and into her warm embrace.Then everything had come back to him and he was filled with embarrassment. He quickly shook off the lingering humiliation and focused on the present moment.He was supposed to meet with her for his mental health. His head was pounding. He turned toward her still disoriented only for a glass of water and some oblong white pills were shoved in his hands."It will help with the hangover," Lexi's voice echoed and rang into his ears as he stared at the assortment of pills un
140. THE KING OT CHESSMatteo understood the concern coming from his bodyguard but this was something he had to do alone. He needed the closure."Sir you realize that you are going behind enemy lines," Black Hound voiced out with slight annoyance."I understand but this is something that I have to do alone, it is a personal matter," Matteo casually replied to his bodyguard.Black Hound said nothing else. There was no changing his boss's mind."Besides, I do not want them to know about our business just yet," Matteo further added."That is if Priscilla is going to be present," Black Hound said."She is the mastermind behind this, of course, she will be there," Matteo said with certainty."Is that not more of a reason for me to come along? The stakes are higher than before sir," Black Hound insisted."The more reason for you to stay back. After all, you are my Trump card," Matteo replied as he adjusted his tie."How do I look?" Matteo turned and asked his bodyguard."You look like you a
139. CHAT WITH THE SHRINKNicholas said nothing as he stared ahead with a straight expression on his face. The car was filled with an uneasy silence, creating an oppressive atmosphere. This was mostly because Nicholas was at the center of the matter.He had been bailed by Dr. Amorr and was sitting in her car. He had pretended to be so ashamed of himself when she had come for him but dropped the charade in the car."You can drop me off at home, thank you," Nicholas arrogantly said as he relaxed to rest his eyes.It had been a long day. He opened his eyes and stretched his tired muscles, feeling the tension slowly dissipate. He looked outside the window ignoring the driver who had earlier helped him."Welcome," Dr. Amorr abruptly interrupted his short sightseeing.Nicholas made to get down and hissed in pain. He had felt so relaxed that he had forgotten about his sprained ribs. He slowly got down from the car, wincing from the pain it caused him with every step that he took forward.B