Leo's words hung in the air, heavy and unshakable.“ She's back," he repeated, watching me carefully. I didn't need to ask who he meant; there was only one woman I know who neither Leo nor me wanted to see. A woman I'd once had to force out of my life—someone who didn't know when to let go. “ What does she want this time?" I asked with a sigh as I dropped the laptop I was holding and got up from bed. “ I don't know but whatever brought her back we both know it's not for good, Alessia knows nothing except causing trouble. Especially with her stupid obsession with you.” Leo said,“ I'm married, she should get over it and leave me the fuck alone," I said,“ That's the more reason she's mad, you know how she can be, soon enough she's going to start spreading lies about how you were supposed to marry her instead. I wish I could just bundle her and take her back to where she came from." Leo said, his voice an edge of anger and disgust. “ I don't care what she thinks about my marriage, I
I couldn't mistake that voice because it has been the cause of my torment for days now but what I couldn't understand was why he sounded like a true husband and what the heck was he doing here?I turned to see him stride towards us, his eyes hard and dangerous. The woman had her eyes on Antonio as she looked at him like he was some god who just visited earth.“ Antonio baby, I'm so happy to…” Antonio raised his hand stopping whatever she wanted to say as he came to stand beside me." Why are you here?” He asked as he looked at the woman with a sneer and I couldn't help but smirk.She didn't have to know we hated each other." Really, Antonio? This woman is who you got married to after years of wasting my time on you,”" Excuse me, we never had anything, I'm sure your obsessed mind has been deceiving you,” Antonio said and I decided to chirp in. “ Wait, you're obsessed with my husband, that's pathetic, why don't you go find yours?" I said and she narrowed her eyes on me.“ This is no
Antonio swerved the car right in time before we could crash into the truck in front of us and instead of colliding into us, it went straight ahead and collided with one of the cars following us “ Oh my God," I gasped in shock, my hand covering my mouth as the black car flipped through the air, metal screeching, glass shattering while the truck came to a halt. Antonio didn't stop, he continued driving, especially since the other car found it way around and was still following behind us. “ Whoever that person is doesn't know when to give up!" I said in anger when I saw that the car was just inches away from ours. “ It's too close, too, too, close.” I said as my heart hammered in my chest, fear consuming me because of the unknown. “ You can do this," I found myself telling Antonio and he just turned to me with a scowl before focusing back on driving. He took another turn and this time I had to brace myself because of the way he swirled the car, it was almost like the car was goi
“ Can you both just stop, you must be tired, you need to rest," Leo said as he looked between Antonio and I like he was already tired of our drama.“ Of course I want to rest, I don't want to waste my time arguing with your friend," I said as I was about to walk away but Leo stopped me.“ It's really late and I don't think it would be safe for both of you to drive, Antonio has a penthouse here that you both can rest for the night," “ She can stay in any…oww fuck…" Antonio cursed when his friend stepped on his shoe.“ I'll leave you both, good night," he said with a smile before passing Antonio a look and then walking away.“ Lead the way, I'm exhausted," I said and Antonio grumpily walked to the elevator and I followed.The ride up was quiet and filled with tension. I already had enough tension for one night for Antonio to add to it and there were still so many floors before we get to the penthouse. This was tiring.“ What if it's one of the women that expected you to marry them who
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