Business to marriage for love

chapter 4

inside a modern like office, was two figures seated opposite each other. Vincenzo sat at the office chair while Camilla sat on the visitors chair.

they look like their in the middle of a decision.

“You do know, that once’s you sign this papers there’s no turning back”he said.

“I understand, and I’ve made my decision”she replies as they locked gaze.

“ok, here are the rules”Vincenzo said slide a paper towards her.

she read it through nodding her head in agreement, but stopped when she read the last rule on the list.

“it’s a contract marriage, not a real marriage.privacy is crucial”She explain.

“marriage is marriage, doesn’t matter if it’s contract or not” he replies.

“intimacy three times a week, i think twice a week is preparable”she said, her cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

“why? you can’t keep up?”he questioned with raised eyebrow,she broke the eye contact and turned her face away from him. muttering “yes” that was barely audible but he heard her.

he huffed a low chuckle.

she turned to face him, staring at everywhere but his eyes.

“fidelity is crucial too”She said and he nod. “ I understand”he answered and she nodded her head.

“anything else?”he questioned, and she shake her head.

“there will be a party tonight, my grandfather’s birthday party. after the party we will be leaving for New York.”He said.

“ok”she answered.

“there is a maid out side, she will help you with your take your bath, dressing and make up”he instructed.

“I don’t need someone to bath me, and one last thing.”she said standing.

“what”

“our relationship should be private, I don’t want any one aside family knowing. And our relationship at work should be the same”She said without waiting for his reply she walked out of the office. like he said there was really a maid waiting outside the office.

“Ms. Torricelli. I’m Lucia your personal maid, I’ve been instructed to assist you”Lucia introduced. Camilla raised her eyebrow at her, she had never heard an Italian person having a learn English accent. Not even Vincenzo, the Italian accent is always clear when he speaks.

“ok”Camilla replied ignoring the questions that she wanted to ask.

“I’ll lead the way”Lucia said and led the way.

****

inside a cassino, where unholy activities are been held. was Ryder being guard up the stairs by two men, more like being drag up the stairs.

They reached up the stairs and throw him into a room, that had dim red lights on.

he crash roughly on the ground, and a groan left his lips as he used his hand to wage his weight.

“ahh, fuck”he cursed.

“where is my money?”came from a man who wore a hat that covered half of his face, it was only his lips that was visible.

“I have it, I will give it to you. fuck”he groaned again and held his stomach before supporting himself up his feet.

“give it to me now”the man demanded.

with great difficulties, Ryder reached for his pocket. he grab the bunch of money that was wrapped in a black paper bag, then dropped it on the table in front the hat man.

“this is all that I own you, tell your boys to count it. and they should stop showing up at my home, what if my wife finds out. Bull, she will fucking leave me.”Ryder scolded. And Bull laughed, a dark laugh that sent sills down Ryder spine.

“you’re wife leave you? isn’t she the cake woman who filed for a divorce, after caugting you and your mistress in bed?”Bull said, his voice lanced with visible mockery.

“stay out of my personal life, Bull. I won’t hesitate to react if i caught your men lurking around my building”Ryder warned with greeted teeth.

“as you say”Bull replied. Ryder glared at him before limping away, he bumped his shoulder with the guard who had beaten him up, and dragging him up here.

as he climbed down, the stairs of the casino his mind laced with many thought.

Here he was, the wayward child who was disowned from a rich family. and now his wife, his only source of living filing for a divorced.

His fucked up, is a mess all because of one person. That bitch woman, the one who started assaulting him from collage. it was all her fault and he swarn to make her pay that’s why he can’t let go of her daughter.

as he walk out of the casino, he brought out is phone from back pocket. He dialed Sophia number, she after the first ring.

“come pick me, i’m at The Bulls casino.”He said without waiting for her response, he hang up the call.

****

standing infront of the wall mirror, was a beautiful Camilla. dressed in a crimson red gown, that hugged her curves and showed a little of her cleavage.

Her silk curly black hair that reached her waist, was let down. she wore a white pearl necklace with matching earrings, her left wrist had an expensive Jacob wristwatch on it and the other a pearl bracelet.

she looked at herself with surprise. Never in her life, have she imagined herself in such a magnificent dress.

she was gagged by staring at herself. No doubt, Lucia had made her look gussy.

“Ms. Torricelli, you look amazing” Lucia gagged from behind. “Master won’t be able to take his eyes off you, when he sees you”she adds.

“where is he?” she asked.

“his at the party”Lucia answered.

“the part as already started?”she asked.

“yes, Ms. Torricelli. master request your presences, but before you leave for the party. he asked me to give you this”Lucia said then left to get a small box. she opened the box to see that it was a ring made with sapphire and Diamond.

“this used to be lady Rosa’s engagement ring”Lucia said with a sad smile on her face, Camilla was tempted to asked who was Rosa. but she kept her mouth shout, like Vincenzo told her a while ago.

Their contract marriage, was a secret between them. to everybody, they are two people who got married out of love. but to her this marriage is for beneficial reasons.

to her this marriage has no connection with love, they only agreed because of the benefits in the Marriage.

she give him a heir, he back her up when she is ready to have her revenge. this is a loveless marriage, and she vows to keep it this way.

she as been betrayed onces, but she won’t let her fragile heart been shattered for the second time.