Rocco's POV
I am restless.I couldn't follow her because I was dumbfounded till she was out of sight. I never thought she would do a rash thing like that and I wonder where she has gone to.The more it gets darker, the more worried I become. Is she safe? Where exactly is she?The first emotion that struck my heart while she raced away was fear. Fear that she is going. Gone forever and I might never see her again.We haven't achieved our aim yet. Mother is just getting along well with me and there are more expectations from her. If Valentina goes away just like that, where do I start from? Valentina is the only one making the fear of losing my mother lessen bit by bit. Unconsciously, she has taught me what it means to accept whatever is to come; both good and bad.If we prepare for it and it comes, it won't hurt too much while the unexpected one would hurt painfully.I won't say I am looking forwRocco's POVI was mad at Valentina but the moment she lost consciousness, my anger disappeared and I found myself shouting at John to drive faster till we got to the hospital.The doctor attended to her and it wasn't really a big deal. She was only bleeding too much.I didn't want her to spend the night there so I carried her back into the car and we left for home. Deep in thought, I feel a movement beside me and she flutters her eyes open to see me staring.She was sleeping when we left the hospital but the doctor said she is fine."What happened?" She groans, closing her eyes and opening them again.I was so scared something bad was going to happen to her. But now I am relieved. She might be a handful but I care about her because she is my wife and her safety is my responsibility."We are going home", I reply and look away. I don't know if she remembers how it all happened and the fact that we are just coming back from the hospital by this time or maybe she doesn't want to talk abo
Valentina's POVA noise wakes me up.I flutter my eyes open instantly, to see the lights still on. Rocco didn't switch them off before going to sleep on the couch and I didn't do the same before sleeping off.Wondering what noise woke me up, I try to sit upright but my shoulders hurt badly. Then, I remember.I was attacked last night and I just had a dream. My desire to know who really attacked me led me to have this horrible dream.I was seeing faces but three faces were familiar. One was Fred's. The second was Brenda and the third was nameless.I have no idea where I know her from but I am sure she is someone that I know. I was seeing more of these three faces and I was so sure one of them was responsible for last night's attack.Now that I am awake, I am so sure that none of these people are responsible because the culprit seemed to be going his way before he saw a good opportunity to rob me since I was all alone on the emp
Valentina's POVYawning and stretching, my left hand touches the space beside me and I open my eyes to see that Rocco is gone.He was here all through the night and he slept soundly. He must have gone to work.Suddenly, my stomach rumbles loudly and I groan and get up. My shoulder still hurts a lot and I guess I am this hungry because of the medicines from last night.I wear the flip-flop beside the bed and move out of the room, still yawning loudly without any care in the world.Last night, I felt like hell. But today, I feel a lot better even though the pain is very much in existence.However, I have decided not to think too deeply about what transpired last night. I figured out that thinking about it was what made me have that dream. A dream is a figment of imagination as a result of human thoughts. This is my dad's definition of a dream.There is absolutely no use thinking about it when the deed has been done already. He is just a mere robber who wanted to rob me of my possessio
Rocco's POVFather is about to go home when I enter his office without knocking. His secretary had already told me they were going out but I really can not let this wait till some other time.I also have a lot to do back in the office which is why I decided to come here straight instead of going back to the office from my out-of-office meeting.He steps back to allow me in, his gaze firmly fixed on mine.Realizing that I haven't greeted him, I say slowly. "Good morning, Father.""Why are you here?" He demands instead of replying to my greeting and offering me a seat.I take a seat without his permission and without answering his question.A lot of questions keep popping up in my head that I haven't found answers to. Apart from the fact that I want to do this for Valentina's sake, I am doing this because of the curiosity consuming my whole existence.I want to know why. I want to know what is wrong."I asked why you
Valentina's POVThe sound of screeching tires snaps me out of my reverie and I stop chewing on the doughnut in my hand.I slept this evening after eating an early dinner and I woke up around 10 pm feeling hungry again and also to see that Rocco is not back home.He usually comes back late but not back after 10 pm is extremely late. He was deeply concerned about me last night so it won't be bad to be concerned about him today too.I called him before coming downstairs but he didn't pick up.I sit up from the sofa in the living room after dropping the doughnut back on the plate on the center table. I approach the front door to see if it is him. Before I get there, the front door opens and he walks casually in with his briefcase and his blazers hanging on his shoulder.He doesn't notice my presence until I cough slightly. He stares up at me and smiles."Why are you smiling?" I throw him a cold glare with my arms folded across my bosom.He shakes his head and walks past me. "Nothing.""W
Rocco's POVValentina has been ignoring me for over a week now, ever since I told her I wasn't in support of her telling my mother that she was pregnant without my permission.Mother has been over the moon because of the news. Everyone now knows that Valentina is pregnant.Whenever I have the intention of resolving this conflict between us, I always find her curled up in bed, leaving the couch for me to sleep on.I got the maids to take another bed into the room where I sleep now. I no longer sleep on the couch but I wish I can sleep beside her on the bed.Guilt is one of the emotions I feel more ever since she came into my life. I have no idea how she manages to let me feel this way.I feel bad for what I said to her which caused her to become mad at me and I really want to apologize to her.She is just trying to help.Casually, I stroll out of her room and close the door behind me when someone bumps into me.It is Valent
Valentina's POVThere stands Christine Moore.My favorite guitarist.My jaws drop open fully and I turn to meet Rocco's gaze. He is smiling proudly and I find myself running into his arms.We are out of the car already. I couldn't believe my eyes so I had to come down quickly to be sure I am not seeing something wrong.Christine stands there gracefully, looking extremely handsome in a black cotton jacket on a white purple shirt. He is also wearing a pair of blue purple trousers with a brown leather belt.He is wearing matching black sneakers too. He has short wavy black hair that fits his entire outfit as he slides the guitar across his body.I realize I am still in Rocco's arms and I quickly disengage from the hug, a chuckle leaving my mouth.I have no idea how Rocco got to know about Christine and how much I love his songs but I appreciate whatever effort he has made to bring Christine here.I have always seen him on TV.
Rocco's POV She is one hell of a woman. I thought she would become jealous of my question and throw a tantrum but she isn't doing any of that and I don't feel satisfied. I really don't know why I feel this way. The other day, I was so excited about the thought of having sex but here I am asking for permission from her and after getting the permission, the excitement is nonexistent. What is wrong with me? I watch as her eyes bulge open in surprise. I am as surprised as she is. I didn't mean to ask her that question but there is something at the back of my mind that I can't bring to the forefront. Something forbidden. Uncalled for. Something that shouldn't be heard of me. "What?!" She exclaims again for the umpteenth time. I shrug in genuine puzzlement. I really do not know why I said that too. Suddenly, I let out a chuckle and watch her roll her eyes at me, then sigh. "You are kidding, right?" I shrug again, this time in sheer ignorance of what I am exactly doing. She let ou
Rocco's POVNervous is an understatement of how I feel. This isn't the first time Valentina and I are doing this but it feels like the first time. It feels like this is what will determine our forever after. It feels like a dream too and I can barely think of anything else other than to get this done with."Hey, relax man", Richard chuckles as he throws a Rolex wristwatch at me. I catch it and heave a deep sigh of relief.This isn't a big deal, I remind myself. This isn't a big deal.We are renewing our vows and this is what makes it a big deal to me."Are you ready?" he shouts from outside the curtains.Still fixing the wristwatch on my wrist, I nod intermittently and exhale deeply.He claps his hand as a signal for me to come out. I take a quick step further and another until I am outside where my groomsmen are lined up waiting for me.They are all dressed in black suits while I am wearing a three piece Blue Weddi
Valentina's POVHis lips capture mine as his hands work on my long hair while I cling to him as close as I can because I can't get enough of him.As he kisses the life out of me, a small groan leaves my mouth and suddenly, he pulls away, making me flutter my eyes open.With a smile, he caresses my face.I concentrate on his expression trying so hard to figure out what he must be thinking.I made us come here for a good reason and I know he is a little sad about it. Today is the final judgment for Mr. Lorenzo, Anita, Brenda, and Celina. Rocco was getting prepared to go to the court when I suggested we take a day trip here. I wanted to see the mountains and more of nature and coming here was the best idea.I didn't want him to go to court to be reminded about the death of his kind Mother. I didn't want to go either because I don't want to feel any iota of sympathy for any of those criminals, especially Brenda.She must
Rocco's POVThe denial and her expression said it all; she doesn't want the baby and it takes me back to my shell of grieving.Hearing about the news of a baby coming made me forget my sorrows for a second and reduced the pain of losing someone who means so much to me.I am not superstitious but it felt as if the baby was going to be a replacement for my dead Mother. Now, my hope has been shattered by Valentina's outburst and confidence about not being pregnant.Her parents were extremely shocked too. It proved to me that I was wrong about her joking over a serious matter like that.I didn't say a word. I just remained quiet till when it was time to discharge her and we came home.It's been days and Valentina isn't saying anything yet about the baby. If she doesn't feel the baby, then am I supposed to wait till her belly begins to protrude before bringing this issue up and resolving it once and for all?The baby is a blessing.&n
Rocco's POVIgnoring the emptiness I suddenly felt when her body was lowered feet down the ground, I glanced away to stop myself from breaking down but it was impossible because the action alone hit me hard.She is gone. Never to be seen again.I want to break down now but I can not. I am a man. I have a wife who is looking up to me. The way Valentina reacted to her death was shocking and I have to control myself so she doesn't end up crying again.But I can't hold it back.How can I when this woman meant so much to me? Is it the pain of losing her when I least expected it? Or the pain of thinking about the people who killed her?Maybe if it had been a natural death, I wouldn't be in so much anguish. Maybe if it weren't planned by the people I know, I wouldn't be hurt this way.Why her? Why Mother?Everybody loved her. She was a great woman. She was wealthy but no one knew she was because her husband was handling everythi
Rocco's POVHE IS NOT YOUR FATHER, ROCCO! I LIED.These were her first words to me. If only I was there before the last moment, I would have heard her say them to me herself instead of writing them down.I wanted so desperately to hear the whole truth from her but I wanted to give it time. I wanted it to be the right time to ask so she wouldn't give me an excuse not to talk about it but now she is gone.I will never hear her talk to me again.I REGRET LYING TO YOU, SON. IT WAS NOT IN MY INTENTION TO DO THAT BECAUSE I THOUGHT HE WAS WORTH IT. APPARENTLY, HE ISN'T WORTH IT.I THOUGHT I COULD CHANGE HIM. I THOUGHT I WAS DOING A GREAT JOB CHANGING HIM FROM THE MAN HE USED TO BE BUT NOW THAT IT IS TOO LATE, I REALIZE HOW MUCH DAMAGE I HAVE CAUSED TO YOU AND MYSELF.YOUR BIOLOGICAL FATHER DIED A MONTH BEFORE YOU CAME TO THE WORLD. DAVIS STOOD BESIDE ME AND HE WAS LIKE A FATHER FIGURE. I NEVER KNEW HE HAD ULTERIOR MOTIVES.I REG
Rocco's POVShe is gulping down the whole content of the wine and looking away to make me think she wasn't staring at me peeling off the baggy shirt and trouser she gave to me on behalf of her dad.All of a sudden, I feel like taunting her a little about it. This is definitely not the first time she is seeing me naked, so why is she uncomfortable with it?Well, maybe it's because it's the second time. We have had sex only once and that was the first time she saw my nudity and also the first time I saw the beauty beneath her clothes.I know this is definitely not the right time for this but I can't help it. Coming here was the right decision and I feel more than relieved to have gotten help from Mr. Lewis."Hey", she shoots to her feet abruptly as I approach her and she begins to walk to the door, hiding her face from looking down at my naked body.Laugh erupts from my stomach, not at her action but at the fact that the door is locked and the
Rocco's POVThe glances I was stealing at her did not make me realize we were being followed until I turned the next corner and saw the black big van behind us trailing us from a distance.Intentionally, I took another turn to see if the van would follow or not and they did follow us at a safe distance, to avoid arousing my suspicion.Valentina is sitting next to me while I am driving. She is slumped in the seat looking exhausted, probably from too much crying or the information that my supposed Father tried to hurt her Dad.She saw this coming and this was the reason why I was stealing glances at her.It was in admiration for her intelligence. She is beautiful whether exhausted or not and it makes me think of where we are in our relationship at the moment.I thought we would resolve everything tonight since Mother already brought the issue up but that will no longer be possible because of what happened.What I have to be worrie
Rocco's POVSlamming my fists on the steering, I let out a growl of frustration as my head drops to the wheel.I hate him with all my being.I hate him for pretending to be my father all these years. I hate him for everything.After letting out several puffs to calm my nerves, I finally step down from the car. I close it back and walk straight into the hospital.I wonder when Mother will be finally discharged. Even if he wanted her back into the mansion, I wouldn't have allowed it. I have plans of keeping her with me till everything is resolved.After making plans to keep her in my house, I was a little scared she might want to go back home but now that he is throwing her out, it will work to my benefit. I can never let her take him again and I need to know what exactly is happening and why all of this happened.After all, he asked me to demand questions about this from her. I only hope she answers me this time and does not lie
Valentina's POVI can't breathe.There is a huge lump stuck in my throat, stopping me from breathing properly. I try to open my mouth and take in as much breath as I can and it works.Finally, I exhale, my nose stiff and cold.My breathing isn't steady. It is beating wildly and heavily within my rib cage in rage. My head is pounding so hard and my eyes brim with tears.I am not thinking about Rocco now. I am thinking about Fred. I am thinking about how Fred and I got separated and how I ended up being a wife to Rocco who is now obviously cheating on me with his first love.Fred and I got separated because he cheated on me with my best friend and the same thing is happening again but this time with a man I vowed to love months ago even though I didn't mean to keep to the vow.I shouldn't have fallen head over heels for him but how can I not when he always acts so sweet and tells me how much he loves me?This isn't part of