I'm haft asleep feeling the soft comfortable mattress of the bed. My body feel warm and it's not aching in pain, I'm not feel restless just like what I expected.
I rolled to the right side of the bed trying to reach my soft pillow when I felt something on my legs making me flinch. I felt a hand caressing my thight down to my legs giving me a gentle massage. I groaned in contentment wanting for more when realization hits me.
I open my eyes as if I was awake because of a bad dream and pulled away. Panicked rose up on my system as I saw Vicenzo's creased forehead "You're here!" I exclaimed in breathy voice.
"Of course I am" he replied puzzled with my sudden reaction.
He's still wearing his white long sleeve. His hair is messy and I saw his tie on the left side corner of the bed.
How long did I sleep by the way?
"Stop creasing your forehead woman" he observe unbuttoning his white long sleeve.
I push my body away from him until my back fel
"There will be no wedding" I firmly said looking at Vicenzo seriously.There will be no wedding. It's enoughed that we're married on papers, there's no need for us to have a wedding because for me wedding is very sacred thing and we don't love each other for us to have a wedding. Our marriage is all about money- a deal between him and my father. As much as possible I want our marriage to stay hidden."Why? You are already my wife" he asked creasing his forehead.I shut my eyes close and stood up on my seat "That's my point! I am your wife now. There's no need for us to get wed because we're already married" I explain.It's enoughed that I'm married with him in papers. But there's no way for me to agree on that wedding. I'm not going to get wed with him.I carefully and nervously eyed Vicenzo who's sitting on the bed with his stoic face. His jaw is not clenching just like a while ago but the seriousness of his face is kinda alarming."S-Saint
Vicenzo's lips tighten with his both hands gripping my waist. His soulful eyes that was staring at me are like two deep pools that drowning me. They were beautiful and fascinating yet I fear that once I let this emotions of mine swallow me, I won't be able to step back alive."You're not... mad right?" I ask tilting my head.His lips move to say something but then there's no word came out from his mouth making me licked my lower lip. But I guess that was a very wrong move as I saw his jaw twitched.I think, I need to give space between the two of us. I was about to stand up but to my surprise, he suddenly lift me up to face him with my legs wide open."I'm hungry" I blurt out in complain but he just smirk."Later honey" he sexily whisper and guide my legs to wrapped around his waist before he stood up.It was my instinctive reaction to encircle my arm around his neck afraid that he might let go of me. Although I felt his both arm around my w
Annoyance is visible on his two pair of dark orbs while staring my widened eyes "Fuck!" He hissed with his furrowed eyebrows and turn his back on me walking away.He harshly grab a robe that was hang on the corner and immediately walk outside the walk in closet without saying anything . I blink my eyes for how many times still shocked about what happen to the two of us. I groaned in annoyance remembering our intimate scene.I almost give in! For just a days staying in this house. I almost give in. And worst, I just told him I don't like him a while ago. Shaking my head in disbelief, I jump off and fixed my hair and my night dress before I follow Vicenzo."What happen-""Who the fuck told you to disturb me because of that fucking shit reason?!" Vicenzo growl that echo in the whole room making me rooted on my spot.His voice is sharp and harsh sending danger to the young maid that holding a medium size box. The sensation a while a go instantly fade o
"Why did you throw my bracelet!" I exclaimed glaring at him.But he just lean his back on the chair and shrugged his shoulder " I just want to"My mouth gape as I look at him in disbelief.Seriously? He throw my bracelet just because he want to? Oh my goodness! He's so unreasonable!I gritted my teeth with irritation and look away without saying anything. I blew a breath before I drink straight the glass of fresh milk, trying to calm myself."I can buy you a new one, just don't give me that kind of face" Vicenzo snapped.I harshly turn my gaze on him and I notice his creasing forehead as if he's not happy seeing me annoyed with the idea that he throw my bracelet.But who cares right? And what does he think of me? That bracelet was a gift from Gianni. It's not something that he could replace."I am not like my father. I married you not because your rich but because I was force to" I bluntly said and stood on my seat leaving him
"How did you know that he's my consigliere?" stern, austere and alarming. That was the tone of his voice.And seeing him glaring at me sharply with his clenching jaw makes me wanted to just evaporate into the air as the fear filling every fiber of my veins.He's mad..."Vicenzo my man-""Svanna Rose, I am fucking asking you" he interrupted not letting Calcifer speak. He's gritting his teeth, demanding an answer from me.Surprised is still visible on my face with his sudden action. I'm confused and at the same time nervous.What's wrong with him? He's hurting me already. His tight grip on my arm is giving me a sting sensation. Did I do something wrong?"Vicenzo-""He told me" I replied bravely cutting Calcifer's sentence.Instantly, Vicenzo's face soften and it seems like he was burnt when he immediately let go of my arm.It was my instinctive reaction to step back away from him. He tried to reach me again but then
"Is there a typhoon? " I can't help but to ask seeing the heavy rain that blinding us to see the road clearly."I'm not really sure, I didn't watched the news lately" Gordon casually replied while Boise is silently sitting on the passenger seat.The car is moving in slow pace careful with the slippery road. Well, it's not safe to drive under the heavy rain. I guess it's really not a good idea to visit the house today. I didn't know that the weather could be this bad, it would be hassle if I ask Gordon to turn back because we're almost there.Instead of thinking too much I just busy myself watching a ballet play on my phone but still I keep on glancing outside the car window checking the rain. I hope the rain would stop later, for me to get home early. Well, I already consider Vicenzo's house as my home. Aside from the fact that no one is bothering me, or giving me a cold treatment, glaring me and showing an envious face, somehow I feel comfortable inside his hou
Tears are streaming down to my face "Where is he?" I cried softly " Where's Saint?" I sob.I wanted to move my feet and run towards my husband but it seems like I was froze on my spot. I remain on my posistion with my legs shaking traumatized with what happen."Boss is checking the area-""Wife!"I automatically lift my head upon hearing that familiar hardening tone of voice. And automatically my eyes landed to the man who's walking towards my direction. My heart skip a bit seeing him with his furrowed brows, clenching jaw and cold serious face.He looks mad and furious, his eyes are blazing with anger and his menacing look is screaming with danger but instead of feeling scared, I feel so secured and safe right now."S-Saint" I whisper his name and unconsciously stood up.I run fast towards him and immediately hug his waist tightly. Instantly I felt his strong arms caging me by his embrace. I wanted to ask a lot of things, I wanted to
My mind is wondering thinking about what Vicenzo told me awhile ago. I don't understand him. I hate cryptic words, I hate it when someone is giving me a puzzle to solve because I don't want to misunderstood things. As much as possible I wanted to understand things the way they wanted me to perceived it.He's worst than what I think of him... I don't know what does he mean by that-."Ouch" I interject when the alcohol touches my open wound dragging me back to my senses."I'm sorry" the doctor apologize but I didn't utter a response.I was now in our room sitting sitting on the bed while leaning my back on the headrest of the bed."Can I sleep now?" I impatiently ask while looking outside the open glass door."We need to clean your wounds, to make sure that it won't get infected" the doctor replied while putting something on my right arm.Okay fine...Honestly, I didn't notice that some of the glass fragments wounded me. Maybe be
Svanna Rose Zeneca-SantoriniWhen Vicenzo said that 'this is now over' he was wrong. That is just the end of our first journey together and the beginning of another battle that we must conquer together. During that last fight with Flacara Mafia, everything changes. Gordon died... Mom killed him intentionally. I couldn't accept it. But I need to be strong because he told me that he wanted to see me rising from the spotlight.I thought being the prima ballerina is the peak of my dreams. But then I realize that I just wanted to have Vicenzo stay with me the rest of our life. I don't need to be the prima ballerina of Zeneca Ballet or to be the white swan of Swan Lake play. Because I am already the prima ballerina to my own story and I just have to recognize that the main character doesn't just always play at the center. She could be a black swan like me.And this is my last dance, my last dance as the black swan. Because
When you thought everything is okay, reality will suddenly slapped you real hard- that no matter how good everything was, bad things is still right behind the corner waiting for the right time to strike again and mess your life again.It's always like that. You're a happy and then you're sad later. If you're sad now, you're happy later. It is a continuous cycle, a very redundant scenario. It was like a story that has a same plot but with different lines. It so fuck up!Before I end up in this kind of mess, in this kind of danger- everything is just good compare now. I have a peaceful and quite life away from trouble. I know it's boring because I spent all my life in dancing isolating myself from the people around me.I don't have a good relationship to my father, we don't usually talk, we don't even eat a meal together. I am not that welcome to the eyes of Mommy Adie even to Aliah, my haft sister. I was the black swan of the Zeneca family. I exist but only as th
"Where did you go?"I lift my head and I saw Vicenzo looking at me seriously. His rugged face is screaming with annoyance. He doesn't look pleased and I know the reason why.But instead of being scared with his unwelcoming greeting, I walk fast towards him and hug him tightly. I felt him stilled and his body went rigid with our sudden contact. But later after I felt his arm wrap around my waist and possessively pulled me even more to him.He's sitting on the single couch while I'm sitting on the top of his lap facing him with my legs wide open. Our position is quite awkward but I don't really care, I feel bad because of what happen."Tell me what happen?" He whisper while caressing my back.I sniff and buried my face on his neck "I miss Mom..." I whisper.He sigh "That's why you sneak out?" He utter in a controlled tone of voice.I pulled away and face him. His brows furrowed when he saw the dry tears in my face but later on his face
"No..." I shake my head and close my eyes "No...this is not true. I am just hallucinating. This is not true" I mumble to myself and pulled my hair.There's no way my Mom is alive after all these years. I always visit her grave, I always visit her whenever I miss her. Whenever I felt like everything seems against me. Whenever I felt alone..."You are not hallucinating Chèrie," Gianni said behind me "Tita Vanda is alive. She's alive Svanna Rose. The reason why Tito Roman doesn't want you to visit her grave is because she was never been buried-""No!" I scream, shaking my head "Mom is dead! She's not my Mom!" I exclaimed crying while looking at the woman in front of me who look exactly like me."Tito Romano never visit her grave, it's because he know that Tita Vanda never die in the first place-""Stop it Gianni!" I cut him off, breathing heavily while my eyes is clouded with tears.I shook my head and step back. My heart is beating fast
Let's meet...I close my eyes and took a deep breath. Wearing a black longsleeve top and black gap fit leggings I sneak out to the backyard of the mansion. It took me almost ten minutes before I successfully climb the tall wall that surrounded the mansion. I actually make sure that Vicenzo men is done checking the area before I sneak out.I honestly don't know why do I need to sneak out. But then my instinct is telling me that Vicenzo will not let me if I ask him to meet Gianni knowing that Calcifer and Greco has a suspicion to my cousin.I'm stubborn, I know that. But I really need to do this. I don't understand what does he mean by his message. Mom is alive? And he doesn't want Vicenzo to be my husband? That's absurd! That's crazy.I sigh and fix my black cap before I run away, making sure that nobody notice my disappearance. I immediately call a cab and give the address to the driver who keep on glancing at me because of my weirdness. Oh yeah,
I am crying non-stop, I don't know what to do. Dra. Mhalia is trying to reach me out and talk to me but I couldn't open my mouth to speak back. The image of Piato being shot in his shot as he slowly fell on the floor keep on rolling back inside my head. It keep on replaying like a broken movie tape. It won't stop bugging me. I am guilty, scared, and anxious."Mrs. Santorini..." Dra. Mhalia whisper, wanting to get my attention.With weary eyes, I turn my gaze at her. She's sitting on the chair beside my bed wearing the same white lab gown. I sniff when she smile at me, as if she's telling me that everything is alright without uttering a word."W-Where's Vicenzo?" I stuttered.I'm the first one who break the sound of my soft cries. I brush off those dry tears in my face. Worries is very visible in my eyes and I couldn't hide it. How will I do that if I am eating my guilt. I am asking them what happen to Piato but none of them gave me an assuring answer. The
"I don't understand him..." I whisper when I get back inside the car.I felt Piato look at me through the rearview mirror but I just remain my gaze out of the window staring at Gianni who's still standing in front of my mother's tombstone facing us.I suddenly recall what Calcifer told me. He said Gianni didn't attend the last board meeting after his business trip in Russia. I don't exactly know what kind of business he went there, but Cal said that there is something odd with my cousin and he will figure it out and inform me.I took a deep breath and my phone suddenly rang. Without a second thought, I pull it out from my clutch bag. Vicenzo's name flashes on the screen so I immediately press the answer button, afraid that I might worry him."Where are you?" He asks in a low controlled tone of voice without greeting me.I bit my lower lip and hesitantly look at Piato who also looks nervous because of the sudden call."I'm on my way home now"
After spending a week on our honeymoon, everything turns back to normal. Daddy Victor and some of Vicenzo's cousins return to Italy. While Vicenzo on the other hand is now busy managing his company. He has loads of paper works to do, and I heard Greco is already complaining about those business proposals that have not been reviewed yet.But despite his busy schedule, he always makes time for me. He wakes up early than usual to prepare our breakfast- yes! He's like a house husband, he's the one who makes our breakfast. He even memorizes my diet plan. For the past few days, I really feel how Vicenzo exerts too much effort to become the husband that he promised to me.He's very patient with my schedule, Calcifer always makes fun of him calling him 'Mr. understanding husband' because of his sudden changes. Although he came home late, he was still able to wake up early the next day. He's not that grumpy as before, he is always gentle and calm now. But one thing that will ne
I softly moan when I felt the sunbeam kissed my face. I turn around facing my back to the window hiding my face on the pillow I'm hugging. I am still sleepy, and my body still can feel what happen last night.I felt my face flushed although I'm haft asleep. Remembering the intimate night with my husband makes me blush. It seems like my face heated on its own so I cover my face even more.But then I felt a strong arm rested on my waist and then the bed move. The smell of bath soap invades my nostrils when I felt something soft touch the side of my forehead. My nose should be irritated with the sudden scent but then, it smells so nice being whiffed by a scent of cool mint. My soreness seems like disappear, everything feels so good and warm now, when the arm pulled me, caging me into a tight embrace."Wake up now, sleepyhead" I heard Vicenzo whisper in my left ear using his hoarse voice.I moan softly again with that simple sweet gesture from him. He always