The inside of the building was just as large as Cara had speculated. Different sections filled with dresses, shoes, jewelries and bags of all sorts. Then several top floors for the richer and richer and richer. Someone like her would probably be able to shop in the first floor and highest, the second. She turned to look at Romeo to catch his smile as he nudged his head forward, inciting her to continue their adventure together. Her eyes lingered on his perfect back as he stepped forward and buried himself in the lot of the place. "Wait up!" She hurried after him. Catching up to him, she looked up at his face and noticed his eyebrow twitch skyward thoughtfully and somewhat disappointedly. So she asked. "Is something here not to your liking?" His lips pouted childishly. "This section isn't for us. Come on, onto the next floor." He urged her on and started towards the elevator without waiting. An excited smile played on his lips as he went on. Cara's eyes widened, her mind slow to r
Lost in her own subconsciousness, a tall buff man in all black and black shades walked towards them, a toothpick in his mouth. "Excuse me?" He called out to them, snapping Cara out of her own thoughts. "Did you two happen to lose something?" Cara's eyes widened. "No, why would you ask that?" "Well because I noticed you on the cctv going from floor to floor without actually picking anything. It's a little suspicious, too suspicious for me. It makes me feel like you are trying to get a mapped detail of the place or something." He explained, hands tucked in his pocket, toothpick sticking to the side of his mouth. "Like for a robbery or something?" Cara's eyes grew wider the moment she realized what they were being accused of. "Your words, not mine, ma'am. If you will not purchase an item then do you mind escorting me to the station? Just for some questioning." He suggested. Her eyes bulged like they would pop out of her head and her fist clenched in anger. "Excuse me!" "Excuse us,"
Cara's eyes widened. One point seven what? So what? She owed a debt in billions now? Could she ever pay it back in her lifetime? How much of her property would she have to sell before she would be able to pay him back? The attendant nodded her head and began clicking on her laptop. "You--you are R--Romeo Ar--mani?" The security man stuttered as he asked.Romeo turned to look at him. "Oh, yeah, I am. Just another day out in a shopping mall trying to get my usual stealing on am I right?" He smiled. The man immediately bowed his head. A deep bow. "I am so sorry sir! I--I didn't know it was you, sir! I didn't recognize you! I am sincerely sorry!" Cara noticed Romeo's demeanor change, as if possessed by his other self. His brow arched up irritatedly and his smile vanished the sun in the night. "A thief huh?" His voice ran cold like a chill in the night. Brads of sweat trailed down the man's face as he hung his head upside down in a bow. "I am so sorry sir! I would have never... I woul
Jessica paced about in her living room. Ever since she caught Chris cheating, he was yet to return home. What if he never returned? Could he really abandon her and their smile child just like that? Why did he have to cheat on her? Of all the women in the world, she deserved to be loved by him forever. So why cheat? She felt like she was going crazy. Cara's words kept coming back to haunt her, why did she have to be right about Chris? She growled and pulled at her hair monstrously. What was she going to do with that son of a--"Is something the problem?" Jessica's head snapped to the side at the abruptness of a voice disturbing her concentration. She was about to spit out all of the venom inside her at the person when she realized it was her mother in law. "Oh," she said softly. "Nothing, nothing is wrong. I was just... Uhm..." "Is the baby driving you crazy with his tears?" Her mother in-law's brow arched as she asked. The woman walked sophisticatedly to the couch and sat down.
Crouching to the floor, she picked up one of the scattered papers on the ground and just like he had hinted on, it was a divorce paper. Tears trailed down her face as her heart wrenched. "You are going to divorce me?" Her voice shook as she spoke. "No no," Chris responded. "Those aren't meant for me. They are meant for you. You will divorce me when you can no longer live by my rules but if my plan works out perfectly then yes, I will divorce you." She looked up at him, teary eyed. "Chris, this isn't--""See you at home darling." His lips curved into a mocking smile. Running his hand through his hair, he returned both of his hands into his pocket and walked out of the room, hitting Jessica with his leg on his way out. She fell to the ground as more tears poured down her face. Why was this happening to her? Was it Cara's wish for bad luck to befall her happy marriage that was coming true? Yes! It had to be that! Because she didn't want to believe that it was Chris who had been such
"What are you doing just standing there like a stranger?" Miranda's voice cut through Cara's thoughts like a sharp scissors. "Get over here, it's chilly outside."Cara blinked. "Huh? Oh yes, coming."They all went inside and Kenneth, her father, was already by the door to welcome them.Sitting at the dining table, Romeo ate his meal in utter silence. Cara couldn't help but to spare a few glances at him as he ate. There was a sophistication in the way his body was positioned and the way he moved his hands. He ate in a princely manner and held up his table manners without any discomfort or stress.He was really a billionaire trained to be sophisticated and elegant in every aspect. Except for his childishness around her some-- most of the time. Her lips curved into a smile before she even realized it."Something funny dear?" Miranda asked as she looked at Cara.Cara raised her head and noticed Romeo was now staring at her as well as her father. But she locked gazes with Romeo.He looke
The rest of the meal was downed in silence. Miranda prepared a lunch box filled with chocolate snacks for Romeo."Thank you so much for having me over, Mr and Mrs Smith." Romeo thanked them. "I hope I didn't ruin the mood by telling you Cara and I are just friends?" The look on his face had a hint of guilt."Oh of course not!" Miranda expressed joyously. "You simply told us the truth. Sure I was hurt because you are such a fine young man who is also very intelligent and caring, your kind rarely exists. But as it is, it is obvious there is no romantic feeling between the two of you so I hope you continue to be good friends with each other."Romeo smiled, a smile of relief. "Thank you so much for understanding. Then I look forward to your invites?""You are welcome in my home any time, sonny." Kenneth added with a serene smile. He touched Romeo's shoulder gently and tapped it. "Thank you for all of your help and for staying by Cara's side as a good friend. You stuck by her while we were
Romeo kept sparing glances at her he drove, he didn't like the infinity that kept them apart. He never meant for her to get hurt like that. He took one last look at her and decided to speak up."Listen I didn't say any of those things to hurt your feelings, all I wanted to do was to make your parents understand the kind of relationship we had--""Can you stop saying that? I-- I told you that I understand." She responded without looking at him."If you understand then look at me," his voice had a different tone to it. Anger. "Hey!" He said sternly. "I don't appreciate this infinity you are trying to put between us. I'm sorry if I have hurt your feelings but this is not the way to settle anything.""You didn't hurt my feelings, okay!" She responded sharply. Her tone could slice through rock perfectly without rough edges."Then what is this? Look at me when I am talking to you." His voice darkened. The soft and charming Prince sounded dominant and commanding but not in a harsh way.She f
Guests had already begun to arrive and Jessica personally went to greet them in her inciting dress. People stared, men with interest and women with disapproval, but Jessica cared less about those judgy eyes that were fixed on her. She did what she did in her sane mind so she owned the dress like a queen, telling herself how much she slayed. Chris on the other hand found himself staring at her curves, once again, he was being lured towards her. Whenever they stood together to greet a guest, he could touch her body sensually, caressing her and feeling her curves. Jessica didn't fight it, she allowed it willingly. When the party was all over, she knew he would come to her and only then would she shut him out. “Thank you for coming,” Michael smiled widely as he greeted the vvip of the events. He was nervously on the lookout for the Armani representatives, usually Tori Armani and her husband, Marcus. But he managed to keep his anxiety from showing on his face as he said hello to his f
Jessica stared contentedly at the image in the mirror before her. Looking back at her was a sexy woman dressed in a red rather sexually provoking red armless dress that revealed more than enough skin. Her bare leg up to her thigh was out in the open and so were most of her breast and cleavage. The back and front– save for the bust area– of the dress was plain see through net with floral patterns and the length flowed all the way to the ground. It had beautifully wavy designs and would have been perfect for a night with her husband alone rather than a night with her husband and several prestigious guests as well. Her black six inch heels shone perfectly, a color to match her purse and silver accessories designed her neck and ear. Her mother in law walked in, dressed decently in a mid length white gown that was neither too free nor too tight. Her hair was packed into a perfect ponytail and she had decided on pearls for jewelry. She stared surprisedly at her daughter in law, her jaw
Romeo coughed, choking on his meal. He reached for his glass and took a generous sip from it and returned the glass to the table. “I'm sorry, you caught me off guard.” Clearing his throat, he continued, “I'm… confused. Are you asking me to marry you or are you curious to know if I want to marry you?” “I…” she chuckled softly. “Sorry, I don't– I don't even know where that came from. It's just… I have been thinking– a lot actually about our… future together. I mean, I don't–” she paused, smacking her lips together then scratching her head confusedly. “I mean I don't know what will happen to us and I think I am scared of getting married.” She finally confessed. Romeo squinted, staring into her confused eyes. He reached out and touched the hand of the woman sitting opposite him and smiled. “So this is what that was about…” he softly said.She looked confusedly into his emerald eyes. “What what is about?” Her thin and perfectly shaped brow twitched. He drew his hand back and rose to his
Romeo got to Cara's house that evening and she gladly offered him some green tea to replenish his strength lost at work. She herself had just returned not quite long. She sat down next to her lover and stared confusedly at him. “You look troubled, is everything alright?” He took a sip from his tea and placed it on the table. “I look like this thanks to fatigue. But, something noteworthy did happen today. Apparently, Jessica came by to my workplace to drop an invitation for me.”Cara's brow furrowed. “An invitation? What did she say to you?” “She didn't wait to see me. She was ‘busy’. But she handed the invitation to my driver and not even my secretary. They are having an anniversary and it is completely normal to reach out to an Armani on things like this but definitely not me. I might hold a prestigious position but my parents are considered to be higher than me and they would have gotten the invite. Or at least they should have. “I don't know if I am being over calculative about
They all stared confusedly at Michael, waiting for him to explain himself. The man grinned from ear to ear and nodded affirmatively at his daughter in-law. “This is exactly the kind of character we need in the Knowles company, you know how hard we are trying to thrive, with such a determined mind, we can do anything!”He turned to look at his wife. “Sarah, listen to me.”Sarah stared impatiently at her husband, gritting her teeth in annoyance but trying her very best to hold herself back before she scratched out his eyeballs. Michael continued. “You told me personally that you need a break, you said you have not been able to pay close attention to your fashion house, would you rather give her control over what you hold so dearly to your heart or just a simple position in my company?” His brow arched. He walked towards Jessica and touched her shoulder slightly. “This young soul burning with rage is what we need. Of course… I am not happy that my son's marriage is not working out well
Cara slid on her blouse, a shade of green, fitting tightly around her bust and small waist. She pulled her pants up her slim legs and buttoned it properly around her waist. “Don't forget your jacket babe.” Romeo remained her as he dressed himself up properly. She smiled and nodded her head. Throwing her jacket around her shoulders and sliding her arms through the arm holes, she was done dressing and ready to leave. Romeo stopped by the door, his hand resting on the door knob. He sucked in air through his lips and turned back to face Cara. “Are you sure ice cream is really what you want to have for breakfast? You have thought deeply about it? I mean I don't mind, I can whip up something fast and delicious for you if you would like.”“Ice cream will do just fine.” Cara responded with a soft smile. “It's not like I wouldn't enjoy a meal with you, I'm afraid of what might happen.”His emerald eyes sparkled as he squinted. “Happen?” “Men look extra hot in an apron and I might not be a
Chris arched his brow at his woman. "What is that supposed to mean?"She turned back to look at him and her lips spread into an even wider and grimmer smile. “You had an audience at your own show, it's only right that I get one too.” She rose slowly and dramatically to her feet. “Of course, your father is much of an audience to me, loving, supportive, not to mention rich and handsome, oh Sarah doesn't know what she has. Or shall I call you mother in-law? Whichever you'd prefer.”Michael blushed generously. “You are too kind with your words.” He stood up straight and adjusted his buttoned up shirt. “I see you have taken your time to study me,” a somewhat irritated side glance was casted at his wife, “unfortunately, some people don't appreciate me enough.” Sarah scoffed. “Are you foolish or just plain dumb?” She frowned at her husband. “She has you wrapped around her finger, just the way she wants it!” “Oh dear no, mother in-law, you have got it all wrong.” Jessica faked politeness. “
Chris stared dumbfounded at his father, confusion and surprise burning in his gaze. Had he heard the man right? Loss control and financial accounting duties? To Jessica? Sarah burst into a loud guffaw. Everyone stared confusedly at her but she kept laughing anyway. "What's so funny, my dear?" Michael finally asked. She wiped a tear from her eyes and finally stopped laughing. "Oh dear, you crack me up sometimes." Michael was confused. "How so my dear?" He arched a confused brow at her. She looked at him as if he was the one acting weird. "What do you mean how so? Jessica? This is more than a joke!" Michael shook his head with a soft sigh. "My love, I am being serious--" "Nonsense!" She barked, cutting him off. "What an outrageous prank this is! You are trying to tell me that this girl will take over my position?" She squinted her eyes softly as if trying to see the sense in what he had just said. "Care to tell me why you are referring to our daughter in-law as this girl?" Mich
Cara turned in her bed as she began to wake and landed in the strong arms of her beloved Romeo.She let out a soft gasp, hoping not to have startled him awake. But he was still sound asleep. Thankfully. She smiled.She stared at his godly face, wondering how long it must have taken to make a man as fine as that. She felt her cheeks flush red as memories of the past night resurfaced in her mind.She was so sure of it, she had never screamed like that before. Not with any man. Romeo was the first to ever make her wish her body could take more than it originally could. More than it was legal for any body to!'Damn! This man is everything and more!' She bit down on her lips as she thought to herself.Her eyes trailed from his face down to his bare chest and broad shoulders. It wasn't like she was comparing them with each other-- there was nothing to compare about-- but Chris wasn't half the man Romeo was.He wasn't on the same level with him, not in body and skill. Romeo had some impossib