"What are you thinking?"
I back to my senses and bent out my head to give enough distance between our head. The sly smile on his face is a sign of something that is not good.
Instead of answering his question I sigh and eyed him from head to toe back to his face.
"Why are you here already?" I inquire.
His sly smile fades off and replace by a light scowl on his face before he leaned down to kissed me on my lips swiftly and sitted to the chair next to me.
I pressed my lips together and tighten my grip on the fork I'm holding.
"Answer me first" he demanded sounding a bit impatient "I ask you first flower" he stated precisely.
I pursed my lips because of what he said and glance at him quickly. His brows is now furrowed.
He change his mood that fast?
"I was thinking to visit Yaya Adelphi after we visit Mom" I whisper forc
Days went by as if there's no accident happen in Vicenzo's company. What suspicious is, I never heard any news about the said tragic event and there is also no police authority who came to our house and ask for my statement regarding what happen since I am the only victim.I don't want to think that Vicenzo is not taking it seriously because I saw how worried he is the first time I woke up after the operation on my right arm. The distress on his face, looking so tensed and unsettled while silently panicking is enough for me to conclude that my husband was so worried for me.Its just that, I'm wondering why there is no investigation happen to find out the culprit and the main reason why they always targeting me. I am worried for myself and for Vicenzo. As what I said to him, I don't want him to do something that is against the law.I honestly wanted to ask Vicenzo about it to clear my mind but I'm doubting if I should. It seems like he is working on it in his own
I instantly unfasten my seatbelt when the car halted. I was like a kid who's so excited to step out the car but Vicenzo grip my arm stopping me from opening the door beside me."What?" I ask puzzled with what he did."Wait until they finish checking the area" he authoritatively said and glance to the car window beside me.I follow his gaze and my mouth form into an 'o' when I saw Boise and those guards roamed around the cemetery as if they were looking into something."Okay" I mumble and slowly lean my back on the passenger seat.I don't exactly know how long they were securing the area, I was just dragged back to my reverie when Boise knock on the car window beside Vicenzo."We already checked the vicinity Boss" I heard Boise announced in snappy voice after Vicenzo rolled down the car window.Without a word, Vicenzo nod his head and open the door beside him. I did the same thing, and I immediately felt the heat of the sun on my skin
"What happen?" I heard Calcifer ask Vicenzo in low serious voice far from tone I usually heard from him.He is always like that when him and Vicenzo talking in private."Where the fucking shit did you fucking go dimwit?" Vicenzo growl like a mad man glaring Calcifer like he wanted to kill him.I bit my lower lip while hiding. Obviously I'm eavesdropping with the conversation of my husband and Calcifer. I just can't take it anymore, I know there is something wrong and they are hiding it from me. Although I am aware with that I didn't dare to intervene because its not my business and it's so obvious that Vicenzo doesn't want me to know.But because of what happen lately including the ambushed, my curiosity grows like a cancer in my veins. I just can't ignore it anymore..."I tailed Nicola Ribera" Cal answered with no hint of mischievous on his face "He's in the country" he added.The menacing look on Vicenzo's face doubled as his eyes darken t
My days went well as if I wasn't injured at all. My ballet rehearsal is going smoothly than what I expected, no hassle at all. Gordon was really right, there is no changes happen with my motion although I rested my body for almost two weeks. And that's a big relief for me.Today is Friday and since Monday, I was so busy coping up with my missed rehearsals- Jameson help me since he'll be playing the lead man which is the young Scotsman named 'James' that is coincidentally almost the same name with him. And as expected, Aliah was the chosen Sylphide and I on the other hand will be playing Effie. Also I become more strict about my eating to make sure that I have enough fuel in the body for every performances."Young Lady..."I was dragged back to my reverie when Gordon called me to get attention. I lift my head and faced him who's looking at me through the rear view mirror while driving.We're going home now..."Sir Gianni phoned me this morning askin
I fell into silent while breathing calmly. I'm contemplating if I should believe him. The other part of me wants to believe him but the other one still doubting him. I think that doubt is still valid though. We are now living in the world of married couple because of our legal bond. Aside from the deal between him and my father, I can't find another reason for him to marry me.I was having that kinds of thought when he suddenly pulled away while holding my both arms. I blink my eyes and look at him who's staring at me with his furrowed brows."Where's that question came from by the way?" he mutter in clenching jaw.I pursed my lips and scratch the side of my neck with the way he look at me. I bit the inside of my mouth and shake my head."Nothing really..." I whisper in haft truth "I just wanted to divert your thoughts. You look bothered these past few days" I explain smiling slightly.Instantly the corner of his lips rose up a bit while staring at
It was supposedly time for bed, but here I am staring the opened bedroom curtain touching the cold glass sliding window while wearing a silver grey deep v-neck backless split sweep long gown with glittering diamond beads causing it to glow even in the dark night. While my long hair was french braided into a side bun with silver hair pins and diamond white pearl haircomb. Too fancy for a woman like me...I saw the cloudy night sky pouring a light rain that almost invisible in the eyes scattering a droplets of water on the ground. I feel so cold although I'm just watching over the window."Wife..."I flinch when I heard the familiar baritone voice of Vicenzo. I immediately turn around and I fell into daze when I saw him wearing a fancy black suit and his hair was into messy style while staring at me intently with his soulful piercing charcoal grey eyes. He's handsome, I know. He is sinfully gorgeous but I can't help but to praise him even more."Are we goin
I fell into the floor with my legs shaking. My lips quiver and my tears start to well out from my eyes."I... I h-heard them wrong..." I sobs and cover my face with both of my hands.Their loud conversation in the hallway turns into a whisper of voices that I'm refusing to listen.No... Dad is wrong, he was just mistaken. I can clearly remember those times when Mom used to tell me their love story. It was magical, dramatic and full of dreams. Dad is a tough and decisive CEO who wants to be on the top of everything and Mom was a fragile woman who dreams to dance in the middle of the spotlight. They were both carried by their dreams to each others arm. They were both in love that's why they get married. They face a lot of struggles but they both conquer it together. That's what they told me... or maybe that's what they wanted me to believe?I wrap my arms around my body curling my legs up letting my face burried between my knees. I'm hesitating to move, I'm
"Wife..." he called me in soothing voice but I just shook my head and smile bitterly."I thought Mommy Adeline was the villain- that she made Dad commit adultery and made Dad turn his back on his vows" I puckered my lips and trace my fingers on my Mom's name that was engraved on the tombstone "But it was us all along. It was Mom, it was me. We ruined their supposed family. We ruined Dad's happiness..." I sigh.There I said it... Everything is clear to me now. I just really need to meet my mother for me to think clearly. It would be biased judgement if I won't consider Dad, Mommy Adeline and Aliah. If I would just focused on what I would feel and what Mom's feel about all of these, it would be unfair for them.I licked my lower lip and then I hug my legs. The wind against the bare skin of my face is somehow comforting and Vicenzo beside me is enough for me to feel at ease. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to give him a little trust for me to feel less anxious, less ner
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