AMELIA'S POV I arrived at the location where I was supposed to have a meeting with the man named Mayama. The instructions that Mr Alessandro had given me were ringing in my head constantly but because the meeting place wasn't a bad one. It was in public and it wasn't an area that would cover anything bad happening to me. By the time I got there, Mayama had not arrived so I took the time to go through all my points that I was going to give out to Mayama as an excuse as to why Mr Alessandro wouldn't be able to make it. A few minutes later, Mayama arrived with his men, all dressed in black suits. He had his black walking stick to match his outfit, and he looked so grumpy. Maybe that was simply the structure of his face, I concluded. I was able to recognize him because I had seen his picture before. I stood up to notify him of my presence as it seemed like he was looking for me. "Ah, you are here. I wasn't expecting you to come before. It seems like you are taking your work as
CHAPTER 22.THIRD PERSON'S POV.Immediately after Alessandro heard the masculine voice on the other side asking his woman out, he suddenly froze. He had this unsettling feeling right within him and he was almost shaking from anger. He paused in writing and didn't meet Amelia's wandering eyes who seemed to have noticed the change in atmosphere. Alessandro's eyes grew darker within a second and he was holding tightly to his pen. The realization that he might not have been possessive of this woman the way he wanted was killing him.On a date? Who had the audacity? "Uhm, Luca, this is too sudden but let me call you back, okay? I am still at work, or better, I can reply to you through a text message." "You can't turn down this offer, Amelia. You have been turning down my previous offers."Amelia just wanted to get off the phone quickly because she got uncomfortable for reasons best known...to the universe. "Alright, let's talk later."Alessandro's brows furrowed. Did she ju
CHAPTER 23THIRD PERSON'S POV "Good morning, Amelia." The young lady replied to her greetings before Amelia entered the elevator that took her to the floor where her office was. She was dressed beautifully today. Well, she just wanted to...it was good for the body. After stepping out of the elevator, she noticed that Bonny was yet to come so she just headed to her office instead. Alessandro was also not around and she was significantly the only person on the floor. After settling down into her seat, she went through the questionnaire given to her by Mike the other day. She had filled in a lot of answers as honestly and truthfully as she could. Mike's sister could use it. When answering these questions, Amelia felt so sober. It was as if she was answering shadow questions in her journal like she used to. It made her open up more of herself and feel like she was communicating with someone instead. Her phone dinged, alerting her of a message. She glanced at it and saw that it was
CHAPTER 24.AMELIA'S POV.Mike drove us to a well-known five-star mega boutique. I wasn't surprised though, knowing the kind of person Mr Alessandro was, going anything below such was a sin. I calmly came out of the car and walked to his side with an expectant look. What was he going to buy me? "I wasn't sure what exactly your size is..." His gaze lowered to my body, which was perfectly snatched and hidden by the formal suit that I was wearing, before he continued, his eyes bouncing back to meet mine. "If not, I would have preferred to surprise you with it rather than stress you by bringing you here again." "It's alright, Mr Alessandro. You're not stressing me."I could have easily looked for a less expensive gown to buy and wear for the event but then...it was Mr Alessandro — taking no for an answer wasn't in his vocabulary. We both entered the boutique while Mike offered to stay by the car outside instead. The inside was surprisingly chill and the atmosphere was calm an
CHAPTER 25.ALESSANDRO'S POV.Immediately after getting out of the car, I signaled to Mike, who nodded, knowing what to do next. "Aren't you going to come in with us?" I heard her ask him and he shook his head while leaning against the car. "It's better I stay here. I am not a huge fan of shopping." He answered.Lies. He was in charge of my outfits but anything to make this mission work was permissible. We entered the boutique and my gaze was focused on her. I didn't want to miss even the tiniest bit of expression on her face. To impress her, I had brought her to this fancy boutique, which I was sure was going to blow her mind away, and it did. Somehow, I wished I could have recorded her reaction closely. The CCTV couldn't have captured her clearly or else I would have required it. The women welcomed us. I wasn't so much interested in the display of unnecessary affection they were portraying. It was the money they needed — strictly business. I looked around once more to
CHAPTER 26.AMELIA'S POV. "At this particular point, I am not sure about the source of your excitement anymore," Mia said with tiredness while sitting down on my bed and watching me go from one side to another exasperatedly. "It's not my fault for wanting to look presentable on my first night out. Do you know how anxious I am right now?" I glanced at her above my shoulder and she nodded. "I understand. You're getting the same feelings that I got when I was going to visit my boyfriend's family for the first time. I almost developed cold feet." I chuckled as I remembered the situation. Although, I couldn't be there for her that time but Mia had ensured to keep me on a video call for an hour and thirty minutes while projecting and confessing her fears and insecurities. "I think mine is a bit different. I am not scared that they might think I am not compatible with Mr Alessandro. I am just his secretary, after all, but I simply want to match his aura, I think."Mi
AMELIA'S POV I stepped out of the car, the soft click of my heels against the pavement barely audible over the low hum of chatter and music spilling out from the grand building ahead. For a moment, I was frozen, my gaze traveling up the massive structure bathed in golden lights. Every window seemed to gleam like a star, casting a glow across the carefully manicured gardens that bordered the entrance.It was the kind of place you only ever saw in movies—a testament to wealth and power, with an air so powerful it made me feel out of place before I’d even taken a step forward.If I was even nervous before coming, I felt more nervous than ever and I was secretly questioning my choice. But I was here now, there was literally nothing that I could do. The red carpet stretched out before me, flanked by ropes and guarded by staff dressed in sleek, black uniforms. I caught sight of a few reporters on the sidelines, their cameras flashing intermittently, their voices murmuring questions to any
THIRD PERSON'S POV.Amelia’s breath hitched. Her gaze flicked to the polished dance floor, where couples moved with effortless grace. Panic bubbled beneath her chest. “I don’t know how,” she admitted softly, clutching her gown tighter in her hands.His lips curved into the faintest smile, equal parts reassuring and provocative. “Then let me teach you. All you have to do is to follow my lead.”Before she could object, he reached for her hand, his fingers warm and firm as they curled around hers. His touch sent a jolt through her, a pulse of heat that traveled all the way to her core.He led her onto the dance floor, the crowd seeming to fade into a blur around them. All Amelia could focus on was the way Alessandro held her, his confidence steady, grounding. "Relax,” he murmured, his voice so close it sent shivers down her spine. His other hand rested against the small of her back, pulling her gently closer.Amelia nodded, though her body felt anything but relaxed. His presence wa
CHAPTER 90 Luca’s gentle insistence had caught Amelia off guard that morning. As they sat in the quiet corner of his sitting room, he leaned forward, earnest eyes fixed on her. “Amelia,” he said softly, “I think you should come to work for me at my company. At least for a while. I can promise you more stability and a place where you’re truly safe.”Amelia looked at him, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. “I—I appreciate that Luca,” she stammered, “but… isn’t it too soon to make such a change?”Luca’s expression softened as he reached out and took her hand in his. “I’m not asking you to abandon everything, Amelia. I just want you to have an option—a safe place where you can breathe. I know what Alessandro has done to you… and I can’t stand the thought of you hurting anymore. This will also be a way for you to get your mind off him and be independent." Before she could respond further, the conversation was abruptly interrupted by the sound of heavy knocks on the d
CHAPTER 89Amelia was just beginning to settle into the quiet tension of Luca's house when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. Her heart leaped into her throat, and she hesitated for a brief moment before making her way to the door. Every nerve in her body was on edge—this wasn't part of the plan.When she opened the door, the last person she expected to see stood there with a bright, worried smile plastered across her face."Mia?" Amelia breathed, her voice barely above a whisper."Surprise!" Mia’s voice was cheerful, but her eyes quickly darkened with concern as she took in Amelia’s dishevelled appearance. Without waiting for an invitation, Mia stepped inside and enveloped Amelia in a tight hug. "I heard what happened. I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing."Amelia stiffened in her friend's arms, forcing herself to keep up the charade. "You didn’t have to come all the way here," she said with a shaky laugh. "I’m... managing."Mia pulled back just enough to search Amelia’s face, her
CHAPTER 88Amelia’s heart was still racing from the scene she had just witnessed. The stranger’s sudden visit had clearly rattled Luca, and no amount of his casual charm could hide the tension in his eyes. As he returned from the doorstep, shutting the door a little too quickly, Amelia decided to press gently. "Luca?" Her voice was soft, concerned, almost hesitant.He looked up, wearing that easy smile she had seen so many times before. "Yeah?"She took a careful step closer. "Is everything okay? You look tensed. Who was that person?"His jaw tightened, just for a second, but it was enough for her to notice. "Just some business. Nothing for you to worry about."The way he dismissed her question so casually made her stomach twist. "Business? At this hour? That's strange. Are you sure you're alright, Luca? One thing you can never do is to perfectly hide from me. You seemed… tense." She repeated. Luca chuckled, brushing past her like the conversation didn’t matter. "I am alright. T
CHAPTER 87Amelia's heart slammed against her ribs. No… not already.She froze mid-step, the weight of the accusation dragging her breath short. This couldn’t be happening. Not yet. She hadn’t even made it through a full day with Luca. Had she found her out?Her palms grew slick with sweat, and her eyes darted around for any way to spin this, any lie that could salvage the situation.But then… silence.Her eyes cautiously shifted toward the source of the voice, her pulse thudding against her throat. But lucky her!Luca wasn’t even looking at her. His back was turned, phone pressed against his ear. He was talking to someone else.The breath she didn’t realize she was holding slipped out in a quiet exhale. God, get a grip, Amelia.Her overactive imagination was going to ruin her before the mission even began.Swallowing the lump in her throat, she composed herself and crossed the room, careful not to draw attention to her sudden relief. Luca ended the call and turned to face her with a
CHAPTER 86THIRD PERSON'S POV Amelia stood outside Luca’s penthouse, her suitcase resting heavily beside her. Her shoulders slumped under the weight of exhaustion—physical, emotional, and psychological. The plan was set in motion, but it didn’t make the act of deceiving Luca any easier. "God help me." She muttered and wiped at her cheeks, smudging tears that weren’t entirely fake and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell.Luca opened the door within seconds, his sharp features softening at the sight of her. His brows furrowed as his gaze scanned her messy hair, the dark circles beneath her eyes, and her trembling lips. "Amelia?” His voice was low, almost disbelieving. “What are you doing here? What happened? Why are you like this?" Without giving him the chance to hesitate, she threw herself into his arms. Her body shook with carefully crafted sobs. “You were right, Luca,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Everything you said about Alessandro… it’s true.”Luca’s
CHAPTER 85.AMELIA'S POV “No.” I shook my head, my voice firm. “Absolutely not.” “Amelia—” “Are you insane?” I cut him off, standing up. “You want me to go back to him? Are you even listening to yourself right now, Alessandro? You could have just said that you wanted to get engaged to Isabelle instead of telling me to do such a thing.” "Amelia..." He tried to hold my hand but I decided to step back as I continued my words of anger towards him. "What do you even mean by I have to go back to Luca? As what? I wasn't even dating him, so in which manner am I going back to him? Make it make sense! We are nothing but friends, which I have managed to keep that way, so what the hell are you even saying?" "Amelia!" He half yelled and my eyes widened. But then his voice turned soft afterward, "Can you please listen to me without jumping to conclusions? You could have just easily asked me why I said that instead of responding this way."Okay, he was right about that. I clear
CHAPTER 84AMELIA'S POVI smiled as I watched my sister on the screen, her voice filling my quiet room with an energy I had missed. “…and then, Amelia, you won’t believe it! My professor actually said my paper was the best in class. Can you imagine? Me? The best in class?!”I chuckled, shaking my head. “Of course, I can imagine it. You’ve always been smart, Val.”She beamed. “Come on, don't call me that. It makes me feel shy."I shook my head, enjoying the teasing. "I can call you by any name that I want, darling. Momma gave you that name in her journal." "Blessed be the day you came across the name. I even thought you'd forgotten about it." "I have the sharpest memories, darling." "Of course." She rolled her eyes sarcastically while I sighed. "Anyway, it feels so good to hear it from someone else. I worked my ass off for that paper.” She let out a sigh and leaned back on her bed. The background of her dorm room looked slightly messy, with clothes tossed on t
CHAPTER 83Isabelle’s heels clicked against the polished marble floors of her family’s grand estate as she walked in, her fury barely contained. She had stormed out of the restaurant, furious at Alessandro for daring to think he could dictate the terms of their engagement.Although she had expected that he would play this kind of game with her considering the research she had done regarding who this Amelia girl was. However, hearing it from him today only infuriated her the more. She wasn't in love with Alessandro before. When he had come to her father's place to seek help years ago, she had only seen him as a young boy who wouldn't last long in this field. But then, all of a sudden, her father made a condition that he was going to marry her after getting engaged. Isabelle, thinking it was all a joke that wouldn't even come to pass, assured Alessandro that she was going to cut off the engagement later as her father wouldn't be able to go ahead and do anything else to her if she was
CHAPTER 82. Alessandro sat at the reserved table in an exclusive, dimly lit restaurant, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, but he had already made up his mind. This had to end. Isabelle had to let him go. He would be careful with his words, but he wouldn’t back down.When the restaurant door swung open, Alessandro immediately recognized Isabelle’s presence before even seeing her. She had an aura of control, of dominance. She walked in like she owned the place, her designer heels clicking sharply against the floor. Dressed in a fitted red dress that hugged her body in all the right places, she smirked as she spotted him. “Alessandro,” she greeted, her voice dripping with fake sweetness as she took a seat across from him. “I was almost worried you wouldn’t show.”Alessandro didn’t respond to the teasing in her tone. Instead, he cut straight to the point. “We need to end this engagement, Isabelle.”Her smirk fa