Valentina's POVThis must be one of his girlfriends and probably one of the girls he would ask to become his sex partner.She looks like a model with her long legs and curvy shape. I am curvy too and I have long legs as well but her outfit beats mine, reminding me of how I haven't been taking advantage of being a billionaire's wife.Her jewelry is from one of the top stores in New York and her handbag is a designer's handbag.I totally forgot all about Fred until he clears his throat to get my attention. I was shocked to see him, but not as shocked as seeing him with a different girl yet again.I keep expecting to see him with Brenda now and then. I keep wishing desperately for the assurance that those two are making my breakup worthwhile by being together but from the look of things, they aren't.It's either Brenda has already dumped his silly ass or he never loved her the way he loved me.Frankly, I felt that emotion again. That p
Rocco's POV Her hands circle around my waist as she restricts me from punching the idiot once again. I have no explanation for my anger and resentment towards him but I guess the sight of Celina is adding all to this. Tingles rush down my spine at her touch, calming my nerves and making me stare at her pretty hands, wishing for them to stay this way. "Fred, stop this!" Celina's voice jerks me out of my reverie. Fred is rushing towards me and she manages to push him away. "What is wrong with you?!" She shouts at him as he falls on his buttocks. I wonder what kind of relationship they have but I guess I have no business with that. I drop my hands and take a hold of Valentina's two hands. Twirling around, I face her face. She looks frightened and I have never seen her this way before. Even the night she got attacked, she didn't have this expression on her face. Impulsively, I pull her into a hug. This hug is meant to comfort her, to reduce the fear but I am also deriving comfort f
Valentina's POVRocco's ex-girlfriend is the third girl I saw alongside Fred and Brenda the other day I had a nightmare.I had the same nightmare today and I was able to recognize her better than that day when I found her familiar.That isn't what is baffling me but the fact that she is there with Fred and Brenda and why I keep dreaming about them.Who is she to Fred? Does she know Brenda too?Summoning up enough courage to get up from the bed, I do so, reminding myself of what happened last night at the restaurant.Everything almost ended badly because Fred and that woman showed up, getting Rocco all reeled up. I still don't know what to make of his anger towards Fred and why that woman was with him.I don't understand what is going on really and why Rocco is not making an effort to clear the confusion.Does he expect me to force him to answer me? Why did he ignore my question when I asked him who she was last night? Is
Rocco's POVJohn continues to horn continuously until I become frustrated and tell him to stop. I open the car door to get out, looking around with arms akimbo.Aren't they home?I take long strides to the gate. It isn't looking like it is locked from behind.As I push it to know if my assumptions are right, the small gate opens and I turn to John who shakes his head.Apparently, they no longer have guards around the house and even a gateman. They should have at least locked the gate from behind.I signal to him to wait for me outside as I open the gate and enter. Everywhere is messy. The flowers are withering gradually, probably because the gardener has been sacked too. The courtyard is in a pitiful state and I wonder if this is part of Valentina's concern for her parents.I ignore the rest of the surroundings as I make my way to the front door with my hands in my pocket.This is the third time I will be here. The first time,
Valentina's POVFred is blackmailing me to have lunch with him because I bumped into his car. I've spent two hours with him already and it's noon.Determined to piss me off, he asked that I take his car to a mechanic. Fortunately, I found some notes in Rocco's car and after getting the car fixed, he demanded to have lunch with me.I know I am not supposed to agree to have lunch with my ex-boyfriend. I am supposed to hate him and spite him so much for trying to hurt Rocco but Fred has become so unfamiliar to me and I guess my curiosity made me give in."You still look beautiful", he comments, making me take the straw away from my mouth as I stare at him.I didn't have breakfast this morning before going out. By the time we were done fixing his car, my stomach was already rumbling and that was why he suggested we grab lunch nearby.With a proud smirk, I remark. "Just like Brenda."He turns his face away and curses under his breath. "Brenda is nowhere close to your beauty, Val and you kn
Rocco's POVFor no reason, my heart keeps racing and I am having wild imaginations of what might have happened or what will happen.This man isn't safe. He isn't healthy either.Something is wrong somewhere.I keep asking myself if my Father is also responsible for how he fell unconscious right after I left his room or if this is a result of desperation.I have been trying to call Valentina all morning. It was ringing but she wasn't picking up. I was uneasy.I had to call my mom to ask her about Valentina and she said she hadn't seen her too and that did the trick.I was on the edge. My emotions were almost bursting out of my chest in fear that something bad had just happened to her too.Mrs. Adams is nowhere to be found and this is all too confusing for me to fix.When Valentina eventually picked up, she wasn't sounding tense or like someone in trouble and I hope she will be here soon.Her father is i
Valentina's POVKissing two men in a day is something I never saw coming. This is another thing that reminds me of my friendship with Brenda who used to call me a judgmental bitch jokingly.Now that I think of it, I'm sure she meant it.I always nag her for going out with more than one man in a day and she tells me it's nothing.All my life, I have always wanted Fred to be my only man. Even after he left, I didn't see the need to want to kiss some other man. I was irritated by the thought of it and now, I did not just kiss Rocco but also Fred in just a day.When Fred kissed me, I was mad. Mad at myself for allowing him to do that. And mad at him for thinking he can get me jelly in the legs by kissing me.But when Rocco kissed me, I wasn't mad. Disappointment is the word for what I feel.Almost two months ago, Rocco and I could barely stand each other. We signed a contract and he made some rules to ensure that we do not cross the
Rocco's POVWith my tongue laced over my lower lip in remembrance of the kiss and how cold Valentina was, I enter through the front door, holding firmly onto my briefcase.I haven't been able to get the kiss out of my head, even though I made a resolution to do that when Valentina began to act all cold toward me.I couldn't escape from the office earlier to go check up on them again at the hospital but I tried to call her and it wasn't reachable.I don't know if this restlessness is a result of the kiss or worry over her father's health and the answers we are bound to get at the end of this all.I just hope the truth about their relationship won't hurt any of us. If our parents aren't on good terms with each other, I fear what would happen between Valentina and me.I hate that side of her, to be honest. I hate to see the disdain in her eyes. We have gone past that stage and I really do not want us to go back to that a