Morning came and I found myself in the garden waiting for Gianni. Vicenzo left early with Calcifer, he said he has something to deal with someone and he needs Calcifer to take care of the legal matters.
Maybe it's about a business matter.
"Mia Signora," Boise approach me and suddenly place a tab of ice cream in front of me that made me look at him.
"I don't..." I paused and bit the inside of my mouth " I can't eat an ice cream Boise, sorry" I apologetically told him.
He scratches the back of his head "Gordon ask me to gave this to you" he replied in his usual toneless voice.
I creased my forehead. Gordon? I tilt my head and I realize that I didn't saw Gordon since I came out of my room.
"Where is he?" I query and accept the ice cream with the same flavor that Gordon gave me when I was still a kid.
I lift my head to look at Boise. I'm not sure which direction he's looking at because he's wearing his usual black shade. The thing he call
Standing on the balcony of my room, I saw the familiar black roll Royce car of Vicenzo enter the mansion. My gaze follows the movement of the car as it stops in front of the main door. I was not surprised when I saw Gordon step out from the driver's seat and open the door on the backseat but creased my forehead when Calcifer follow him and it seems like they were arguing.Seeing the two enter the house, I immediately step out of my room. I walk fast planning to approach the two, I was about to walk downstairs but I stop when I heard a loud sound of broken glass. I gasp and cover my mouth before I immediately walk silently and look at what's happening in the living room.My eyes widened in shock when I saw a broken vase on the marble floor, I even saw the blood dripping from Vicenzo's hand and the small cut on Calcifer's face.What's happening to them?"What did you tell to her?!" Vicenzo exclaimed in
As days go by, lies slowly become visible in my eyes. I don't know how did it start, as far as I can remember I did my best not to do anything regardless of what happened to me. I did my best to act cool, to play dumb, and be stupid. But it seems like no lies will forever be kept."Good morning wife"I flinch when I felt someone touch me. I step back and lift my head, my eyes widened when I saw Vicenzo who immediately held my waist to pulled me back closer to him."Are you alright? You're pale" he worriedly asks in forehead creased.I stared at his handsome face, instantly I lost in my thoughts while memorizing every feature of his face. His drowning eyes, proud nose, sexy lips, and well-sculpted jawline. He's almost perfect to look at if he is not just grumpy and always frowning.My lips stretch into a smile and I held his arm that is around my waist "When did you wake up?" I query changing the topic.The light creased of his forehead deepe
"You look nervous" Vicenzo utter and glance in my direction.I felt his hand on my thigh and squeeze lightly. I moisten my dry lips before I turn my gaze on him flashing a small smile."Can we visit Mom first?" I ask hopefully.It's been a while since the last time I visit Mom's grave. I just suddenly miss her when I woke this morning. I wanted to hug her and tell her all my worries that bother me a lot."What did your father told you yesterday?" Vicenzo asks instead in a controlled tone of voice.I bit the inside of my mouth as I meet his deep charcoal grey eyes that have no emotion. I breathe heavily and my palm landed on his hand that was rested on my thigh.There's no reason for me to lie about what Dad said because I'm sure Vicenzo already has a hint about it too."He doesn't want to see you..." I honestly said.His jaw clench "And so am I" he utters controlling his anger, turning his hand into a fist."But I ho
"What's the meaning of this Dad?" I voice out feeling the sudden lump on my throat. I look at him straight in his eyes waiting for his explanation. The last time he asks me to sign a paper was the marriage contract that I wasn't able to read what's written on it. And now, he wanted me to sign a divorce paper. Does he think that this divorce paper will resolve everything? "It's the way out Svanna. I know I'm the one who put you in that situation that's why I'm doing my best to get you back. All you need is to sign the divorce paper" he explains and took a deep breath "Don't be scared. Daddy is here, I will do everything to erase Vicenzo's name on your name" he added. I swallow the lump on my throat while looking at him with my glassy eyes. I wanted to cry but I'm holding myself not to. Regret is indeed always in the end. I can see it- I can see in his eyes that he regrets everything that he did. "Dad..." I whisper and shook my head staring at m
"Thank you so much, wife"I creased my forehead and my hand automatically went on his back to hug him in return."Thank you for what?" I confusingly ask him smiling.I look at Gordon and Boise and they just look away afraid that I will ask him. I silently snorted because of that. These two, they really hiding something from me."You're confusing me, Saint," I said again pouting a little.I heard him laugh and his shoulder move before he pulled away. He grinned at me and playfully wink."You don't need to know," he said coolly.I shake my head and just tap his left cheek before I clutch my hand on his arm urging him to walk back to the car. I wanted to go home already and rest."Anyway, I already talk Dad. And he's not mad at you anymore" I lied and smile at him.He wiggles his brows at me "Ah-huh?" He retorted.I pursed my lips. He doesn't believe me? Well, I'm lying- I'm doing this because I don't want him to
They said we must be brave to face the reality. If this is the reality that I must face being Vicenzo's wife, then I gladly accept it. Call me foolish but I don't care."Saint..." I said in panic and immediately unfasten my seatbelt when the car halted in the middle of the road.My tears keep on streaming down to my face while worriedly held Vicenzo's hand."Stop crying..." he hissed that made me shook my head and expelled a loud cry.My shoulder shrugged and move while continuously crying. I don't know anymore how to explain what I feel right now, all I know is I'm scared. I'm scared for the both of us. I'm so scared that my heart seems ripped into pieces."I'm scared" I whisper and grip his hand tightly although my body is trembling and my lips are quivering.I heard him puffed out a sharp breath and held my face. He made me face him and I cry even more seeing his calm yet serious face."You don't have to be scared. I am here wife,
"Why are you not saying anything?" I ask Gordon when he didn't reply.I worriedly look at him not minding the cold wind that touching my bare skin. I pulled the fabric of his clothes I'm holding urging him to say something.I wanted him to promise me although I know that promises are meant to be broken. Maybe that is how people cope up with this world full of uncertainty, holding on to those promises although we are aware that some of them are meant to be shattered into pieces. That's how stupid I am..."Gordon..." I called him when he didn't open his mouth to speak."I will do my best to protect both of you" he utter seriously.I shake my head sulking like a child "I want your safety too" I said, demanding him "You are like a father to me Gordon, I cannot lose you too. Okay?" I added."Don't be too hopeful to me young lady, I don't want to hurt you when you figure out my lies" he suddenly said.I stilled and confusingly eye him. His
"P-Please..."I pleaded while gripping the wrist of the man who's strangling my neck.Fresh tears keep streaming down to my face having a hard time to breath. I am screaming 'help' inside my head and wishing that Vicenzo will come back. My situation is so hopeless that all I could do is to cry while pleading with this man to let me go."I didn't know Santorini will grant his protection to someone like you" he scoffs "With an evil man like him? I didn't know he will choose a fragile and delicate woman like you" he laughs lowly.He runs the barrel of the gun on my face and even brushes off those strands of my hair that blocking my face. He lowers his head to me and he smirks."I wonder what will happen if he saw you dead while bathing your blood inside this room" he whisper.I press my lips together helpless with my situation right now. I am crying silently praying that I would be saved, but
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