"Wife are you alright?"
I blink my eyes and look at him. His deep charcoal grey eyes bore into me with worried emotions.
"Damn! You're not talking, why are you not talking?" He burst out panicking but not to the point that he is helplessly screaming.
He was just almost bursting out and losing the single thread of patient he had. But amidst the, at he is still the Vicenzo that I knew.
I weakly smile at him "V-Vicenzo" I whisper in a croaky voice.
He puffed out a breath, instantly I spread my arms open to hug him.
"Come here," I told him.
He came closer to me. Guilt, worried and sadness are evident in his beautiful eyes. But it didn't make him a mess of the Vicenzo Santorini that I knew and married.
"I'm damn worried" He murmured like a kid after I cage him with my two arms and his head on my shoulder hugging my waist.
"I am fine" I assure him to ease the guilt his feeling right now "I was just shocked and horrified with w
I heard him sigh on the other line..."Are you alright? I heard what happen. Someone sends you a death threat" Gian confronted me asking a direct question.I lick my lower lip and glance at the sleeping Vicenzo "I am fine, I just woke up" I honestly replied.There's no use in lying. Of course, he would know what happen. Probably Aunt Marie already knows that I'm married to Vicenzo."You collapsed Rose, is that what you called fine?" He points sounding a bit hysterical far from the calm and lively voice that I used to hear from him.Since he found out that I marry Vicenzo, Gianni suddenly changes into someone that I don't know. He usually smiles, I love talking to him because he is always lively to talk, funny, calm, and gentle. His smiling face that makes his dimples visible is my favorite. But now? He's almost like Vicenzo knows. Creased forehead, frustrated tone of voice, shouting and short-tempered."Vicenzo is taking good care of me. Not
"You are guarded anywhere you go," Gianni said in a low calm voice but displease is evident in his tone while roaming his eyes around.I did what he did and I force myself to smile seeing those men in black standing on every corner of the house. As usual, they all look like a statue. Not moving, not talking, and no specific emotions on their faces. Although I'm living in this house for a long time, still I can't get used to their presence. There are too many people here, you know."They are for security purposes, Gian," I told him and I smile at Jana when I saw her approach while holding a two cup of coffee.I wasn't expecting him to come this early. He was hesitant yesterday when I ask him and I was so surprised to see him today. Vicenzo left early, we didn't talk much this morning but he agrees about Gianni visiting me this day. He even suggests that I could call some of my friends for me not to get bored. He said that he'll be home late because of his unfinis
"How could you say that in front of me without hesitation Svanna Rose?" He disappointingly said to me. It was evident in his eyes how disappointed he is in me. Why? Am I not allowed to trust Vicenzo? Can't he understand my situation right now? Can't he just be happy for me? "Because I wanted you to know that everything is alright. You don't need to do unnecessary things because I am alright" I took a deep breath and step closer to him. I reach his hand and hold it tightly "I don't know Vicenzo that much, I am also wondering what's behind with those names that people keep on telling that he is dangerous. But there is something that I can assure you Gian" I smile and look at his serious face "He will never hurt me. He's a tough and rugged-looking man with a soft side. He will never do anything to me. He respected me. I wouldn't be like this he didn't show any good side of him to me. I will never trust him if I didn't saw the worth he had" I explain. People some
"Where are we going?" I asked Vicenzo who's driving the car silently with his focus on the road.I'm looking out of the window curious about this unknown place I'm seeing right now. We are already far from the city and I am not expecting it knowing how paranoid Vicenzo is these past few days."Why? Are you bored already?" He asks instead of answering me.I turn my gaze on him and tilt my head while watching his serious face. I didn't know that we could be like this. This is far from what I expected. Knowing Vicenzo for the first time and judging him by his unwelcoming facade."I'm not bored" I paused and rested my back on the door beside me "I'm just curious, you've been driving for almost two hours now" I stated "Aren't you tired?" I query.I don't know if there is a bodyguard who's following us."Do you know how to drive a car?" He inquires and briefly glances at me flashing his coy smile.I pursed my lips with his remark "We should
Everything back to normal. Gordon as my driver and personal bodyguard and Boise who didn't change even a bit. Piato suddenly disappears without a trace. I wanted to ask Vicenzo but I remember what he told me."How are you, young lady?" Gordon suddenly voices out who's driving the car.I glance in his direction and I saw him briefly look at me."I'm fine" I paused "I'm glad you're back and alright" I added and smile at him politely.I tilt my head and look at Boise who's sitting on the passenger seat. He's silent since we left home. Well, he is like that though but I just hope he loosens up a bit like Piato."Are you not fond of talking?" I can't help but ask him.He turns his head slightly looking at me through the corner of his eyes "It's part of the protocol Ma'am" he replied.I let out a single laugh hearing the same answer whenever I ask him something."Does Piato following the same protocols? He's more friendly than you" I
Today was so tiring that I almost forgot to eat. Vicenzo is not home yet, probably he's still busy and has a lot of things to do in the office. He didn't phone though...I walk downstairs and I tilt my head when I didn't saw any maids roaming around. I lift my head to check the time and I bit my lower lip seeing that it's already past bedtime. Did I sleep that long? I shrugged that thought and just continue walking towards the dining room. I glance at the two men in black who are standing in the doorway towards the garden before I head to the kitchen and prepare food.I was contemplating inside my head what should I do. Should I cook for myself? Well, I know how to cook a little. Or maybe I should just eat a sandwich and vegetable salad. My lips stretch into a smile upon realizing the latter. Sandwich and vegetable salad will do.I used to have Yaya Adelphi with me, I never had a hard time choosing what to eat because she always makes sure to kept food for me wh
I stop walking and turn my head to look at Calcifer who's talking to someone over his phone."Young lady..."I heard Gordon get my attention."He's different from what I expected" I whisper."He is also protecting you" he replied that made me look at him "They want to protect you"I sigh and nod my head before I decided to continue walking. I glance at the huge painting of that ballerina in the lobby before I head straight to my assigned room and change my clothes.Our tutu dress for the La Sylphide performance will arrive today. We are checking if the sizes are correct and if everything is fine before we proceed to our rehearsal for today. Few more days before Zeneca will introduce La Sylphide.I breathe out while watching myself in the mirror. I stretch my head and shoulders before I lift my body using my toe. One step, two steps, three steps. One wrong step, the play will be ruined. I licked my lower lip and fixed my hair before I step out
"Svanna Rose!" He growls loudly "Are you turning your back to me now?"I stop walking and I fisted my hand. I pressed my lips together and turn around to face him. His menacing stare is intimidating giving me a disappointed look. As always, I'm always a disappointment for him."I never turn my back on you Dad" I hissed "In fact, you're the one who turns your back on me. When Mommy died, you left me too"I tried my best not to cry. I can feel their eyes on me especially when my father walks towards my directi9k direction seriously looking at me with mixed up emotions."You hate me? Is that why you're using your husband now against me?" He accusingly utter.Confuse plastered on my face. I'm using my husband? I'm using Vicenzo against him? When did I do that?"What is this again Dad?" I unbelievably told him."Don't act as if you don't know Anna" Aliah intervene which made me look at her.She's looking at me just like how she look
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