I played light music in my car, humming to it as I drove to Rodrigo’s house. I just needed to be away from my family and their crazy passion of marrying me off.I drove into Rodrigo's mansion as I parked my car in front of his house and stepped out.“ Hey troll," Rodrigo said as soon as I stepped out of the car and I couldn't be but roll my eyes, “ Your face is boring," I said and he chuckled as we both walked into his house together.As soon as I reached his sitting room I fell on the couch in exhaustion. “ What's wrong? You look down compared to this morning, what changed?" Rodrigo asked, " I don't know Rodrigo, I just feel like something is off, like that man is planning something and I have no way around, it's just driving me crazy,” I said with a sigh," Hey chill, it's just your head messing with you, you came here to celebrate, not sulk,” he said as he handed me a glass of wine and I took it muttering a 'thank you’ " You're right, I'm letting this get to me, what are we hav
It felt like déjà vu, like I was watching a horror movie replay.I knew it, I knew that something was definitely going to go wrong, I should have listened to my instinct, I should have just listened.I turned to Rodrigo and he looked like he'd rather be anywhere but here.Everyone, and when I say everyone, I meant my nosy ass whole family, my aunties, uncles, cousins even Emilia was here. “ What is the meaning of this? Why did you lie to me Lucia?" I turned to my cousin who looked like she would disappear out of here any second. “ I'm sorry," she whispered. I have a feeling that she was forced to do this and she played the perfect actress like someone who was held at gunpoint.I finally turned to the culprit who was on one knee with a big bouquet in his hand, in fact the entire place was covered with flowers.“ What are you doing in my house Antonio? Why don't you go to your other woman?" I asked in anger," Please my dear, hear my son out, he's sorry, he has apologized and nothing
“ Ouch Rodrigo, why did you do that?" I groaned in pain as I tried to soothe the spot Rodrigo just pinched." I just wanted to make sure it's really you standing in front of me? Are you being serious right now?” he asked, his face an embodiment of shock. “ Chill Rodrigo, I should have done this sooner rather than go through all those dramas, now think about this," I said and he watched me with his hands folded looking at me like I had gone crazy.“ Okay, I'm listening, even if I know you're not thinking straight right now I'll still listen,” he said,“ Antonio hates me and I hate him more. What do you think would happen if we both get married and I become his biggest torture, I've done it once without the marriage, what do you think I'll do in the marriage?" I asked with a raised brow waiting for his response. “ You seem to forget that we were in highschool and he was a young boy who couldn't walk, now look at him….. “he said as his eyes went to Antonio who was talking to my Mom…. “
I looked at myself in the mirror and I couldn't help but smile, I looked like a goddess that just graced the earth with her beautiful presence.My wedding dress was a beautiful gown with elegance and timeless beauty. Its bodice was crafted from delicate lace, intricately embroidered with floral motifs that cascade down to the flowing skirt.The skirt had layers of soft tulle, each layer shimmering with a subtle sheen. A delicate train behind, adorned with delicate beading that catches the light. The dress features a low back, showcasing a hint of skin while maintaining a sense of sophistication. I wouldn't want them talking about an indecent bride would I? Overall, the dress was beautiful and perfectly made for me. I'd have to thank the designer after the wedding. “ Oh my gosh you look absolutely gorgeous," my friend Mickey said as she fanned herself and I couldn't help but smile. Leave Mickey to be overly dramatic.“ Yeah, she does look beautiful but nothing prepared me for the fa
Cars, luxury, vacations, and expensive shopping, anything that had to do with excessive money spending was the life I was used to. I didn't ask for it, but it was given to me from birth. What do they call it again? Ah! born with a golden spoon. Like right now. I was currently sitting in my father's private jet waiting for the perfect time I would be signaled to present my beautiful self, the daughters he was so proud of. To any onlooker they would be filled with so much envy and jealousy, screaming how lucky I was. Having such a life, being treated like a princess. But they didn't know what I go through every day. I didn't have a life, I only lived the one that was designed for me. The perfect daughter. My father had prepared a whole welcome party at the airport to welcome me back home. If it were left for me, I would be back without anyone's notice, that was the type of life I liked. Living a peaceful and quiet life but well, fortunately, or unfortunately for me, I didn't get suc
" Isn't she just so beautiful?" My mother asked for the hundredth time and still, I didn't bother to look at the tv screen, I had far more important things to do than looking at the face of a woman on tv I didn't give two shits about. Especially these spoiled rich girls who go around flaunting their parents' money they didn't even work for. All they know how to do is throw money to plastic surgeons to alter their already hideous faces. Such a waste. " Son? Son?! Are you even listening to me?" Could I ever have peace without this woman breathing down my neck? " Mom not now." I knew what was coming next whenever she started showing me pictures are videos of a woman and it was a sign for me to run away. " But I want grandkids, do you want me to die first before you do just this one thing for me?" There, I knew it. Instead of starting an argument, I just took my laptop with the documents I was reviewing and left her in the sitting room. I wonder what part of I am not getting married
The whole time they were all partying while I just watched, they were as uninterested as I was, most of my uncles were only talking to my father because of the connection they could get from him, bunch of fakes. All I wanted was to rest my tired head, but with my entire family breathing down my neck I couldn't escape. I was seated close to my mom sipping on champagne when something suddenly whizzed past me and soon enough the whole place fell into chaos, gunshots were raining from everywhere. Well, someone else had a special way of welcoming me. I hadn't even spent a day here and they were already planning to kill me. The guards kicked into action as they told everyone to get down, did they even need to tell us that? We weren't dumb. Gunshots were being fired but we didn't see where they were coming from. " You're such bad luck, just the first day of your return, and the family is already getting attacked." My archenemy Emilia said. She finds every opportunity to annoy me. Even i
I wasn't even up to a day in the country and I was already being threatened. Aside from my parents already talking about getting married, I thought things couldn't get worse. I wasn't going to show them this. It would make everything unbearable. They would just have a fleet of bodyguards following me around the city. I was already complaining about the number of bodyguards I had, with the gunshot that just happened if I showed them this message, I would be selling my freedom. I had to keep this a secret at the same time I had to be careful, I don't know who the message was from but it was obvious the mastermind of the attack sent it. Could it be my archenemy Emilia? I couldn't be so sure, what if someone else was behind this? It was clear as day that my return to this country didn't sit well with someone, Emilia was one of those people but I don't think she's bold enough to do this when everyone in the family knows of our rival. She could easily get into trouble. Then who could i