Anger caused her to clench her first till her nails dug into her skin yet she wore a smile on her face like she wasn't even bothered in the slightest way about what she had just witnessed."Alright, alright, you love each other, we get it." Rick rolled his eyes. "Can we just get on the freaking cruiser now? I've grown old while waiting for you guys.""Every time I look at these two, it makes me wanna barf." Andrew rolled his eyes as he said.They all started towards the cruiser while a few men walked over to their car and started unpacking their load.Camilla walked with her arms around Romeo and he placed an arm over her shoulder.He turned to look at Cara and smiled at her. "Let's go."She nodded and followed them. "Uhm but wait, Romeo?"Romeo stopped and Camilla next to him still hugged him tight, her head on his chest.Cara felt awkward to even have a conversation with him with the dark eyed woman around. She pointed at their bags, "our things... Uhm... Will they...?""Oh you don'
A few hours before night time...Romeo stood by the edge of the ship, relaxing on the railing while the wind ruffled through his hair. A glass of whiskey was in his hand.He had refused to drink from the one Andrew had bought because it was cheap and would probably not be of good quality.He wasn't being judgemental, it was just the way he was trained and brought up.He stared into the deep blue sea, wishing his mind would be at rest like the water. But in his head, there was a heavy storm. If he were to give it a name, he would call it the unresting sea.He was worried since Cara hadn't left her room since they got on the boat but he didn't want to go and see her. His feelings had been getting the best of him lately and he wasn't sure what he would do if he were to be alone with her.Why was it always so hard with women?With a sigh, he raised his glass to his mouth and took a sip from it."Seriously, is this a party or a funeral?" Andrew asked as he walked up to Romeo and relaxed on
Cara frowned. "Sure, we do need to talk. Come on in." She pulled the door wide open for him. Though she was acting angry-- which she was-- she was actually startled to see Romeo so... Disorganized.He was never one to show that side of him to anyone.He closed his eyes and fought the urge to throw up before opening his eyes back. "I don't... I don't think I should."Her eyes rolled skyward. Grabbing his hand, she led him into her room and slammed the door.They stood so closely to each other that the strong smell of alcohol filled up her entire lungs just by standing in front of him. He must have really had a lot to drink.His cheeks burnt red. He averted his gaze and took a step back.She scoffed angrily. "What so you're avoiding me now that you're getting married?"His thick brow arched in confusion. "What?""Yeah, I know. Camilla told me about it and even if she hadn't, I saw the ring on her finger and the way she hugged you and wouldn't let go. The way you smiled too, you never sm
The alarm blared loudly and Cara opened her eyes with a tired groan. Stretching her hand to the table, she turned off the alarm clock and sat up. Looking around, she realized she was the only one in the room. 'What? Did he have a change of mind after thinking it through the night?' She asked herself. She hurried out of bed without changing out of her pajamas. "Rom-- Romeo! Romeo!" She screamed his name as she ran down the hall. Arriving at the bar, she was standing in her pajamas with all eyes on her. Romeo was on his feet as if he had heard her voice and was hurrying to join her. "Cara, hey, are you okay? Did something happen? Is there a leak in your room?" He hurried to meet her as he asked, a worried expression playing on his face. She didn't know how to reply, at least not with everyone staring at her like that. Romeo shook her shoulders gently. "Hey, you okay? You look frightened." "Please tell me the captain died." Andrew said and everyone was looking at him now. Th
Chris stared irritatedly at the food that sat on his plate. Ever since he had told Cara about the car he got her and she obviously wasn't pleased by it, he had been trying to reach her but her number was not connecting.She couldn't have... Blocked him? Could She?He couldn't stop asking himself different questions. Was she really on a cruiser with the CEO and founder of Breeze motors? How did she even meet him in the first place? Through Romeo?His brow creased.Dropping his fork, he reached for his phone and clicked on Instagram. He was tired of all the unanswered questions and if it meant he had to stalk around for a little for answers then he was more than willing to do it.The first person he searched for was Andrew Malhotra. Everyone knew that the man and social media were five and six. He liked to post updates and he did so every day.About his outings, new cars, relationships, and friendships. He tended to post a lot.Chris was not all too surprised when he saw a few pictures
After forcing two portions of their breakfast down her throat even though she wasn't hungry, Jessica was asked to oversee the maids and assist them in washing the dishes even though she didn't have to.Yet she smiled at Michael and said; "yes dad, I will do just that.""If they break a single plate, Sarah make sure to use the shards to imprint on your face and I won't do anything to stop her because I already warned you." Michael nonchalantly spat out.She nodded with a forced smile. "Yes dad, I understand. You are truly so kind towards me."Michael grunted and walked away, sparing one last glance at her like she was a sight that highly disgusted him.Jessica let out a heavy sigh. She glared at the maids standing behind her. "What are you waiting for? Pack the god damn dishes and go wash them!"They bowed their heads and hurriedly carried the dishes."Break one and I'll not only imprint on your skin, I'll slit your throat with it!" She spat out angrily.They all made sure to be carefu
"Okay, okay, everybody calm down," Andrew rose to his feet with a glass of whiskey in his hand. "Finally, everyone is here and the mood is f*cking right!" He sighed. "I couldn't be happier."They all chorused a laugh.Cara had gone back to her room, after her conversation with Romeo, to change into something sexy but befitting of the cold weather.She noticed Camilla putting on a lengthy dress that reached all the way down and a pair of black heels. Then her long black hair was left to fall loose over her shoulder and a big jacket was around her shoulders to keep out the cold.So she ruffled through her own clothes and took out a baby pink long sleeved floor length dress that had a slit all the way to her thigh on one side and a few openings around the waist area at the back.Her heels were the same shade of pink as well and so was the small purse in her hand. She had wondered if it needed or not to carry a purse but Camilla was carrying a small black bag and she thought, why not?She
Jessica stared at the knife in her hand and the one in Chris' hand. Frightened out of her wits. Droplets of sweat trickled down the side of her face and her forehead.She wanted to open her mouth to speak, to tell him she would actually do it. Maybe then he would have been frightened. But fear's grip around her throat made it impossible for her to speak even a single word."Chris!" Michael exclaimed. "J*sus! Put the god damn knife away this instant!""No dad! She said she wants to kill herself, this is what she wants. I can't stand idle and watch her suffer when I can just help her out now can I?" There was a psychotic twist to his tone."Use your god damn words!" Michael yelled. He wanted to approach his son, but even he was scared of the knife in his hand. He turned to look at his wife. "Say something! Your son is about to commit murder!""Murder?" She turned to look at him, her expression was of someone that was surprised but in a bad way. "Oh dear God! Do not use such words in my
Romeo gave her a gentle smile and smoothly caressed her cheek. "When we get to that bridge, we will know how to cross it. Bit firstly... You have to come over to my place to see my parents... Tomorrow."Cara choked on her words as she wanted to speak. That was how she found herself in the living room of the most prominent family in the entire state. Sitting in a living room as luxurious as heaven. She swallowed hard, trying not to choke on her own saliva. A brown haired middle aged lady walked into the living room, dressed in a silvery mini length dress and perfectly shone black pair of heels. Her hair was made into a tight bun and her lips were adorned by a light shade of red. She walked in, looking younger than Cara thought she might be. A bright smile played on her face as she came in with elegant strides and both of her hands were fixed in front of her. She gave a deep bow of her head and straightened herself once more, "lady Smith? Mr and Mrs Armani will be with you shortly,
Tears trailed down Cara's face effortlessly. She had hoped for that day to come but she had also never imagined it coming. She nodded her head, trying to control her tears. "Yes..." She managed to voice out amidst the tears that washed down her red excitedly flushed cheeks. Romeo's lips curved into a smile, he might have looked like he was calm but his heart was racing uncontrollably. He had not expected a straight and positive answer from her even though he knew she loved him. He felt like all his worries were washed away by a sudden downpour and now he felt so light without any burdens or worries. He carefully placed the ring on her ring finger, adorning the small and petite hand of Cara Smith. Cara blushed hard, her hand, it had been empty for too long, without a ring to show that she belonged somewhere. She stared at the delicate adornment, wondering why something so small had the capability of making almost every woman happy. "My dad called me today." She said the words in t
Cara sat there in front of Romeo, staring at him while thinking in her head. Would he really stay with her forever or would he leave her when he got someone better? Romeo did not bother to ask again, it was as if he already knew what she was thinking in her head. A smile crept up on his face as he stared at her and he held her hand tightly in his. "Cara," he called her name so softly. "I actually had the intention of asking you something very important today."She stared at him with enthusiasm, eager to know what he had to say. But she did not try to interrupt him and she waited for as long as he paused until he was ready to talk. Romeo let out a soft sigh. He suddenly but gently let go of her hand and rose to his feet. With his back facing her, he started in a gentle tone. "Cara... Ever since the day we met for the very first time," he turned around to look at her now. "I had felt this pull towards you, I have been attracted to you ever since."But so much happened, we could not b
Arriving at the hospital, Jessica was let to the ward where her son was being taken care of. She was surprised to see Chris sitting next to the bed where her son was lying. She stopped, frozen by the entrance of the room. What was he still doing there? She had expected him to just drop him at the hospital and leave but he was actually sitting there, looking... Worried. She had forgotten about her son for a moment and all of her attention was fixed on her husband and how he was looking at his son with so much love and affection.Did he love their son that much? Did he truly care about him or was he just acting? She cleared her throat and walked into the room, her hands crossed below her breast. "Tell me now if there are any secret cameras in here." She boldly said as she walked in. Chris looked back at her, sparing her just a glance before looking back at the sleeping baby boy on the bed. "Took you long enough." He responded without looking back at her. She scoffed. "Took me long
Jessica let out a screech as she threw her pillow off of the bed. Anger caused her blood to boil and all she wanted to do was trash things until she was calm again. "How dare she look down on me like that?!" She yelled out angrily. "That b*tch is going to pay for everything she said. Everything!" She picked up another pillow and trashed it against the window. As angry as she was, she dared not to break anything, especially now that she was walking on eggshells around her own supposed to be family and in-laws. "When is this suffering going to end? When am I going to have the last laugh already?! I can't take any more of this bullsh*t!" She spat out angrily. A knock on the door caused her to stop where she was, the anger in her rose even more. "Who the f*ck is it?!" She barked out angrily. "I'm so sorry to disturb you ma'am, it is me, your personal maid." The voice from the other side of the door said in a bit of agitation and fear. "What the f*ck do you want? Go away! I don't nee
The atmosphere was cool. The soft melodic rhythm of a gentle jazzy music floated about in the living room, carrying along the sweet scent of fresh wine and something spicy wherever it went. Cara felt nervous, a chill running down her spine. She found it hard to stop tapping her feet nervously in contrast to the gentle and serene environment she was in. But no one could blame her for the way she was feeling, especially since she was in the large and expensive abode of the Armani family. She tried to tell herself it was no big deal, there was no reason to be nervous, even though she was in the home of the most prominent family in the city, she should not be nervous though. 'You would not be in such a situation if only you had not said yes...' She thought in her head. A single yes that night had changed her life from that moment on...Cara thought about a way to present her pregnancy to her family, how would she say it to them? How could she say it to them? A nice and simple way or a
Jessica rose to her feet, an air of confidence flowing behind her. She was no longer smiling, anger caused her blood to boil yet her voice was calm as she swayed her hips, walking slowly towards Cara. "I knew how much you loved your husband, Chris, how much you cared about him and wanted to treasure the marriage for all eternity even though you did not have children. "I know more than anyone that you planned on remaining by his side until you turned grey and old. That was what made it even more fun when I stole him away from you." An evil smirk grew on her face. She continued in the same calm and demeaning voice. "Yes, you could say that I was greedy because what I wanted then was not a happy family but all the riches that came with being the wife of Chris Knowles. "But getting a family was a plus for me and I have you to thank. But if you don't help me talk to your boyfriend so everything can be settled and I end up getting kicked out of my marital home..." Her face grew cold and
She let out a scoff, refusing to believe that those were the actual words of Cara. How could she be so mean to her? She knew that she might have done some bad things to her that actually hurt her but would she really not get over it? Was she really going to be that petty? Another scoff escaped her mouth. She reached forward and picked up her drink then gulped it down. Placing the empty cup on the table, she raised her eyes to meet with Cara's. "Is that really what your response is going to be?" She sat crossed legged with her arms below her breast. "Are you really going to play this petty? Like for real?" Cara crossed her arms below her breast. "I do not understand what you are talking about. Being petty? If anyone amongst the both of us is being petty then it is you or don't you know that?" She arched her brow at her. "I came to an old friend for help regarding a mistake I made that anyone could have made. How is that me being petty?" Jessica demanded in a restricting tone
Arriving at the location, Jessica composed herself as she walked in. She tried to shrug off the feelings of fear and agitation that was thriving inside of her at the moment due to her family's oppression. "My whole life depends on this. I can do this." She said to herself before taking a deep breath. "I have to do this..." She muttered underneath her breath. Walking in, she wore a smile and ignoring the sudden heavy beat in her chest, walked towards Cara where she was sitting. "Good afternoon Cara." She said in a voice that was supposed to be confident. Cara stared at the woman in front of her up and down. "Afternoon." She responded halfheartedly. Jessica sat herself down right opposite cara and dropped her bag on the table. "I did not actually expect you to come. Have I kept you waiting for too long?" She arched her brow at her. Cara's lips curved into a slight smile. "No. I actually just arrived. As you know, I am a very busy woman so please get straight to the point. I have t