Accepting his proposal. What!

Chapter 3

Camilla sat on the bed pounding on the marriage proposal. Vincenzo left the room a while ago, with the aim of giving her space to think about the proposal.

Vincenzo didn't tell her is purpose for the marriage, but hers is clear. She needed as powerful person to back her up, if she really wants to have her revenge on Ryder and Sophia.

She stood up from the bed, then stared pacing round the room.  Agreeing to this marriage as a lot of benefits for her, like what Vincenzo had told her she had to bear him an heir. So her childs future will be secured, but what about her family reaction.

They never liked Ryder, that's one thing. But what will be their reaction, if she told them that she was married. They would freak out. But Whatever would be their reaction, she knew she had to face it. She needed this marriage, cause it would benefit her in many ways.

Nevertheless, she walk back to the bed and pick up her phone. She dialed her father's number. At each ring, the beating rate of her heart increased by hundred percent. 

"Camilla"her father, Harrison called the second he answered the call.

"Father,"she replied, she inhaled deeply and exhaled. "Father I"

"Where are you Camilla? You're divorcing Ryder, really?" Her mother, Vivian's voice came from the phone.

She rolled her eyes, knowing Ryder most have blown a big lie to them. 

"Vivian, give me back my phone."her father said from the background.

"Hey sis, I'm happy with your decision. I told you that punk wasn't worth it."came her brothers Ethan voice from the background.

"Shut up Ethan, Camilla can you explain to us why you are divorcing Ryder? I mean he's a good man he take care of you and all, so why are you leaving him for another man. I never raised you like that,"

"Mom give the phone to dad,"Camilla cuts in, trying as hard as she can not to raise her voice at her mom. 

Ryder was really a punk, he had the right to call her parents and placed the victim. What an idiot.

"Talk to me"her father said, as she took the phone. She let out a sigh of relief.

"Father. I caught Ryder cheating on me with my coworker, and it wasn't even the first time they where doing it."she said with shaky voice, tears gathered in her eyes ready to fall.

"I dont believe you, how can Ryder a sweat man like him cheat on you?” Vivian questioned. Camilla folded her palm into a fist, her chest raising and falling as a result of she trying to control her anger.

“Vivian that’s enough,” Harrison talked, his voice cutting through the moment.

there was silence from Camilla’s end, this is the reason why she never tells her mom anything. she will always go against her. sometimes sat and think if her mother was her biological mother, because sometimes when she crave to speak with her mother. she’d always hold back because she knows her response was never supportive.

“Camilla, Camilla darling are you there? Camilla can you here me?”

“I’m married” she cuts in on Harrison.

“what!”

came from Harrison, Vivian and Ethan. even she her self was surprised by her sudden confession.

“you’re married, to whom? Ryder? i thought you were finally getting rid of him”Ethan voice came from the phone, he sounded disappointed.

“no not him. the man I’m getting married to is far more better than Ryder, a man who would never cheat on me with my colleague. look this is my life, and I’ve made my decision. mom I don’t care whatever you think, but I’m not going back to Ryder. bye”with that said, she ended the call and exhaled before Fallon on the bed.

the amount of confidence, she has shown this pass day and today is shockiny her to the bone.

she stared up at the ceiling, now that she has over comed her family nothing is going to stop her from having her revenge on both Ryder and Sophie, she is gonna make them pay for making her cry.

she sat up on the bed, at that instant she knew nothing was gonna stop her from doing what she wanted.

****

in a beautiful study room, decorated with flowers and a big three foot glass window, was two men seating in.

Vincenzo sat on the couch opposite Giovanni, his grandfather. his leg resting on the other, he sat lazily on the couch sharing a never ending eye contact with Giovanni.

“Nonno. time is luxury, you know i have responsibilities and you can’t just call me anytime you want just to stare at me” Vincenzo said lazily, counting each word.

“you promised to come with the girl you would marry”

“ And I did” Vincenzo answered, his deep voice cutting through his Nonnos.

“Vincenzo, what do you take me for? a kid? you brought you secretary here to play the role of a girlfriend. how much did you pay her? what is even wrong with you? Vincenzo” Giovanni barked, breathing heavily.

Vincenzo raise an eyebrow “keep spying on me Nonno, the neck spy you will send…… I won’t hesitate to snap his neck” Vincenzo said and took a roll of weed from his pocket, with a lighter. he lit it and took a drag before puffing it out.

“I hate how relaxed you are. out of all my grandchildren, you and your sister are the ones giving me stress. you both are always difficult to control”

Vincenzo chuckled “ that’s what make us different, unlike some who would kill to take the family business.”Vincenzo said.

“I’m giving you from now till tomorrow, if you don’t get married. I’ll take the family business from you, and give it to your cousin Gabriel” Giovanni threatened and that only made Vincenzo chuckle.

just then his phone beeped, he took it out and checked to see that it is a message from Camilla. she accepted the deal, a small smile craved at the side of his lip.

little by little, he will win back her heart. the love that bastard Ryder stole from him, he will have it back. even if she doesn’t remember him, he will bring back the memories Ryder had erased and he will make him pay dearly.

“ who are you thinking of? that’s making you smile that much?” Giovannis voice cuts in the moment and Vincenzo rolled his eyes, before standing on his feet and turned walking away.

“ it seems like my fake bride needs me” he said and walked out of the study room. a smile appeared on Giovanni’s face.

****

at a dark corner of a deserted street, was a man wearing black with a black hoodie over his head.

his brought out his phone, and look side ways before dialing a number. the number rang for the first time but the person didn’t pick.

“ pick up bitch”the hooded person muttered, he dialed the number again and the person picked almost immediately.

“what took you so long to pick up bitch,” the person scolded.

“don’t talk to me like that, am far older than you. and I warned you not to call. only I do the calling, or do you want my family to find out” a feminine voice spoke.

“whatever, how did it go?”the hooded person asked.

“ I couldn’t convince her not to proceed with the divorce, and there’s something you should know”the feminine voice said.

“fuck. what?”the hooded person spated.

“ she is getting married”

“what!”