Valentina's POV
Tangled in the comforter of Rocco's bed as my eyes open, a throbbing pain hits my head, reminding me of my hangover and what happened last night. Before I can think too deeply about it, I see a glass of water and two medicine on the side drawer that will help with the hangover. I quickly take it to gulp it down while sitting upright. I feel sore and I remember it all. I remember how he made passionate love to me last night and how his warm body felt against mine. I remember how he worshiped every part of my body and made me conscious of them. I remember how he kept on muttering my name and how beautiful I am. I remember how he was patient enough for me to reach the climax alongside him. I feel like I know a lot about sex because I read about it, we talk about it with Brenda but this feels different. Despite the bright smile that spread to my faValentina's POVI flutter my eyes open and shut them back almost immediately. My head throbs and my eyes are weak.I try to lift my legs and I do so without any hassle. I try to lift my hands too and I did too.When I drop them back on the bed, I become weaker.Where the hell am I?I open my eyes again to see nothing but white ceilings with huge hanging white fans.Why is everything full of white? Where am I? Who am I?I take a couple of deep breaths, then I feel a comforting touch on my hand. Before I can turn to stare at who the person is, a shout of triumph fills the air."Valentina!" I hear them shout till I can see their faces. I recognize two of them but one of the faces seems unfamiliar."My baby, please say something!" my mother gushes at me. Even if I do not recognize her, her actions alone are enough to give it away that this is my mother.What happened to me?She takes the hand
Valentina's POVNo one believes me, not even my husband or my Father. If Mother didn't know about this, I would have assumed she doesn't believe me either because she keeps avoiding the topic.This is insane.This whole thing.Not me. I am fine. Absolutely fine. There is nothing wrong with me except for the bandage around my head."You have to believe me, Father", I point out in impatience. "I know what I am saying."He continues to remain silent, without looking shaken or shocked, making me wonder if he knows about this too.Where the hell did Mother hear it from? She was the one who told me and I was so sure Rocco wasn't aware. I was having my doubts about it as well until that incident.His Mother isn't even calling me and not picking up my calls. Everybody is looking at me like a crazy woman and I am desperate to see her now more than ever
Valentina's POVShe is either pretending or completely unaware of what happened in her presence that day.I won't take this as a yes to the doubt about my mental health. Don't crazy people know they are crazy?I am fine. Absolutely doing fine. There is nothing wrong with me or my brain. My brain is in perfect condition.Just like her usual self, she smiles at me sweetly as we are having dinner, passes me the salt, stretches the jug of fruit juice at me, and even pats my hand simply because she feels sorry for the bandage that is still over my head.I forget most times that I still have this damn thing on my head. The way it makes me so uncomfortable sometimes is what makes me remember while other times, it is when people flash me pitiful looks just like Rocco's mother is doing right now.I am picking at my food because I can't help the confusion I am feeling right now. I know I am right but I still don't know what else to think about a
Valentina's POVAbout my contract with Rocco, I am hundred percent sure my mother is responsible for telling Father. She can barely hide things from him even when he hides almost everything about himself away from her.If Mother knows the secret between him and Mr. Lorenzo then I won't bother myself so much just for him to tell me what it is.I won't be here again, determined to do whatever it takes for him to tell him the truth. This is the only way Rocco can believe me and this is the only way we can save his Mother.When I told him Anita was involved, he went ballistic with anger. I thought he was going to ask me why I said that or what I saw so I could explain but he became furious, he wouldn't even speak to me as we rode home in silence.Slowly, I am beginning to get tired of everything. I can't take any action so I won't jeopardize my life, my parent's life, and even Rocco's. He isn't seeing the efforts I am making in all of this.
Valentina's POVHis annoying optimism for the topic is irking. Not just the way he shows his disbelief in me but the fact that he keeps hoping and thinking it is nothing but a framed up story.I might be a bad person and a rebel but I would definitely not come up with a story like that just for me to achieve something.Rocco is an idiot.I meant what I said when I told him I was leaving but my heart irks so badly that I almost changed my mind and go back inside to tell him it was just a joke.But it is impossible. He would never take me seriously if I did that.I don't want to leave because I know how worried about him I would be. But I have no choice.With his lack of trust in me, I really do not know what else to do anymore. I don't know if I should just give up on this issue and begin to pretend like it never happened as he suggested.As the cab stops right in front of my parent's house, I catch a glimpse of a hu
Valentina's POVThe sadness lurking around his expression when he left the room to see the doctor is no longer there. It has been replaced with something unreadable but much more intense than the sorrows I could feel within him.Just from the fact that his Mother couldn't remember how she got here, I am beginning to put the puzzles together.At first, I thought it was all a pretense but now I see the reason why she never remembered my visit to the house and why she did not claim to have called me over.I see the reason why she never act as if I was there as a witness that morning.Something is definitely wrong somewhere. Something is fishy.I had slipped out of the room without her knowledge when the nurse signaled me to leave. I wanted to wait outside so I could ask Rocco all the questions I have.Suddenly, he looks straight into my eyes and I see it.This time, it isn't sorrow or sadness.What I can s
Valentina's POVHe was blinded.At first, blinded by denial. Now he is blinded by rage.My sobs wake him up. I feel his hand moving and I quickly raise my head to see his eyes open. He isn't looking at me. He is staring at the ceiling while he is still laying on the hospital bed with an expression I can't place.He is still as pale as ever.I thought I was going to lose him. The thought alone made me mad and full of sorrow.I was also blaming myself. If I hadn't put everything to him that way, maybe this wouldn't have happened.If I hadn't said all those things which were painting his whole family as black, maybe he wouldn't be filled with so much rage and hatred for the man he has called Father for more than two decades.I should have tread slowly and carefully with him. I should have stopped him from running out that night.What happened two nights ago broke my heart and also made me realize how attached I am to
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
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