She wanted to say something but the words were stuck in her throat and immediately a knot tightened in her stomach. She felt so suddenly hot and didn't know how to continue with the discussion. She only stared at him.
"Are you okay?" he said ."You are turning red already, what's the problem?" It's nothing, she stuttered . "I'm just having a mad headache. " "Anyways, I would like you to meet me at my Mansion tomorrow so that we can discuss this further and introduce you to some of my family members ." before she would nod or comprehend what he was saying he had already gotten up and was out of the door. Taking a cab back to her apartment brought back memories which didn't want to have She thought about what Raphael had said to her when she pushed the door open and got in She was greeted by silence which she already knew was waiting for her. She avoided dinner, climbed into bed and as soon as her head touched the pillows she fell asleep. It was the chirping of the bird early the next morning that woke her up. At 1st she felt tired and the pounding on her head still continued. She rolled to the other side she tried to put the covers up to her cheek when her eyes immediately flew open and she realized that she was supposed to meet Raphael Fernandez today She jumped down to her feet and dashed into the bathroom immediately. A few minutes later she was out clutching the towel to her small frame as she picked up a light blue dress from the wardrobe . Her stomach rumbled as she munched the last bacon in the kitchen ,as usual it was the only thing that was left for her , no coffee and no orange juice to go with it she only gulped cold water from the fridge . She gave the apartment one last glance and hoped everything works out for the good and she leaves the trenches. She flagged down a cab and rattled the address to him and soon they were racing to the mansion . It was a blur of trees, people and memories. She shut her eyes momentarily as soon as the car pulled up in one of the biggest and most magnificent mansions in all of Italy. Even before she would sound the doorbell a short stout woman quickly appeared. "Welcome,the boss has been waiting for you." she said, trying to avoid eye contact with her. She was led into a wide expanse of land of beautiful trees and lush green grass which had a garden at the far end. There were three chairs and a table under a tree "The boss will be with you shortly." She nodded and drank in the beauty of the whole mansion, the lush ground with green wet grass which made her feel instantly at ease. She smiled to herself and sat on one of the chairs there waiting for him when two maids approached me with expensive trays which were loaded with food and drinks. "I'm fine." she said." I do not need anything. " They both exchange glances "but Mr Fernandez strictly instructed us to treat you with the best. " These were the same words the waitress at the restaurant had said to her. They poured the wine into a wine flute and left. The expensive wine was staring at her but not enticing her. She was feeling so jittery and nervous already ,signing the contract was just a way of her getting out of the trenches and having the perfect revenge. She hoped what he said wasn't true about Ethan being his nephew. She got up and began to walk around, the fresh breeze slapping her face as she exhaled. she intertwined her fingers to stay calm when I had feet approaching me and suddenly I turned and froze. Standing and staring at her equally shocked was Ethan and the stout maid who had brought her in. "The boss' nephew requested you too so I brought him here," she said, bowed, and left. For the next few minutes that followed the crazy tension leveled and they kept staring at each other and for the first time in years her tongue felt dry and limp in her mouth and she couldn't utter a single word. "Bernice ?" Ethan said, blinking rapidly." what is going on here.?" She kept staring at him without saying a word ,so Rafael wasn't joking after all. "Are you here for the position of a maid or what ?"He taunted then a cynical smile came on his lips. The pain she had felt previously gave her so much courage and she found her voice. "And you, Why are you here ? He scoffed. "You are not deaf are you?" The maid introduced me as Rafael Fernandez's nephew and wait ,I just hope I'm dreaming ,are you my uncle's bride to be?" His last word immediately gave her courage and she held her head high. "I presume you are not deaf too. " He threw his head and laughed. "You gold-digging slut, it hasn't been up for 3 days and you are already crawling around my uncle, is that how desperate you are?" "I will not stand here and watch you speak to me in such rude manners. "She thundered ."I demand every bit of respect from you. " "Really,"He smirked."Little Miss Smart ,she's trying to be boss. "He folded his arms across his chest and approached her slowly." What if I tell my uncle that we are both dating? " She scoffed and bitter anger surged through her and she rolled her eyes ."Is that the best you can come up with?" And how about I tell your uncle that you have been embezzling funds from his company." she threatened back and watched his eyes narrowed into a slit in fear. He stepped back a little and she smiled ." How about you start calling me Auntie now?" He was already turning red about to say something when Rafael came . "I can see you both are getting to know each other?" "Nice meeting you." Rafael said, bringing her hands to his lips and kissing it." You are looking pretty." Ethan swallowed in pain trying to hide the jealousy and anger in him. Then he turned to Ethan. "How about you, get your suit ready?' Ethan rolled his eyes in confusion ."I do not understand ." Raphael patted him on his back . "Tomorrow is the wedding and I have chosen you as my best man.”"You look beautiful.'' The lady doing her makeup said to her and Bernice smiled as she swirled before the mirror. Her mermaid style wedding dress made her look so beautiful. Days ago she was trying to make ends meet, a poor and struggling waitress and now the bride to the richest man in all of Italy. The woman before her in the mirror was nothing like her. She was so beautiful and could even pass out for an Empress. Who says that luck can't shine on anyone it wants to. "On a scale of 1 to 10 rate my wedding dress," she said to the waitress."I will give it a 100 over 10." The beautician said and Bernice threw her head back and laughed at what she had done to both Ethan and Olivia.Taking the glass of vodka, she took a sip."Ma'am I think we should start getting you ready because the driver will come and pick you up soon.""Yes I know ."she said, giving herself one last look in the mirror and smiled .She was still admiring herself in the mirror when there was a knock on the door a
As soon as they stepped out of the Lamborghini that drove them home she already felt so tired she wanted to go to bed as soon as possible. "Welcome home my darling wife ."Rafael said to her, taking her hand into his as they walked into the mansion. It took a long time for Ethan to go in and as soon as they got in, the staff who had been waiting for them exploded into cheers and clapping as the congratulations rented the air. While all the staff dispersed, Bernice could swear that Ethan's piercing gaze was still on her.He has been feeling so uncomfortable all this while. He still couldn't believe that she was married to his uncle. "I think I'd rather start going home immediately ."Raphael glanced at his wristwatch."We just got back from the reception, don't you think it's quite late for you to go back to your apartment?"At the world apartment Bernice raised her eyebrows and she gave Ethan a funny look .If only Rafael knew that he had no place to call his home, that he had gamb
The honeymoon had barely worked for Bernice. Rafael and I had been gone only a week, whisked to the Amalfi Coast, with citrus floating in the air, waves setting against the cliffs playing melodies. That was until his empire called him back home. Who was she to argue with a man who gave her everything and more than she could ask for?They pulled into the mansion, hardly the sun over the horizon. A warm dawn greeted them back in Rome. Bernice hardly slept during the flight, the previous night as the quiver had run all through the night. Rafael's hand found Bernice as they strolled around the long driveway."I have something special for you, my love," Rafael murmured, sudden softness in his voice that shocked her to the core against all expectations.She turned to him with a sleepy smile. "You've already given me so much more than I ever could have asked for, Raf."He laughed softly. "And yet… I did promise you a car, didn't I? And I always keep to my word.Yes you do, Always. Bernice sa
The leather beneath the chair in which Bernice sat was smooth and cool, much like the life one will slip into so easily. She eased back a bit, letting the soft hum of engines murmur with her mind as she let the world slide by her window, blurring into green, blue, and gray striations. Her reflection stared back at her, a woman in charge now, covered in the type of luxury she had never imagined. Now the mansion, the clothes, the jewels were hers. None of it could turn her mind away from the real reason that she married Rafael—revenge.And the smile stayed on her lips. It didn't waver as she sipped that champagne Rafael had poured for her, filled with admiration and maybe love in his eyes. Ironically, this man had everything: money, power, looks. And he was now totally at her mercy. He didn't know; he had become but a pawn in her game, the tool to punish those who wronged her.When it pulled up in front of the boutique, Bernice turned to find Rafael typing furiously on his phone—no doub
The heat appeared to cling to Bernice, even here inside the mansion. It was hard to rid herself of the tension that had built up during the drive with her. Every minute crawled like hours, with her innocence grating on my nerves like sandpaper, and each further mistake jabbed at his patience. By the time they ran into Olivia, he was hanging on by a thread; the edges starting to fray at the seams with every passing second.Ethan stormed down the hallway, hardly noticing the servants who scurried out of his way. His head was such a jumbled tangle of anger and frustration. He needed space, a moment to breathe, a moment to clear his head. But that moment never arrived."Ethan.His feet stopped at the sound of her voice. He turned slowly, every muscle of his body tightening as his gaze met Olivia's. She was standing at the main door entrance, a portrait in calmness, a small smile playing on her lips as if she hadn't just thrown a grenade into my day. He had wanted to avoid her, just wante
"Round two, Ethan," Bernice giggled, smacking the chair as she buckled her seatbelt. Late sun rays dived through the car windows into a huge affectionate embrace.His fingers clamped harder around the rim of the steering wheel, and his clenched jaw gripped even tighter. He had been trying all morning to evade this, but for Bernice, another driving class was a must. Until he finally snapped, he said, "Can't you see, Bernice? It is time you ask for another instructor; this is not funny anymore, and I am tired of your games."Bernice waved the complaint off and smiled. "Never, Ethan, you're doing just fine. Besides, I just love these small moments we spend together."Ethan heaved a sigh of frustration, and his fingers started drumming up and down the wheel. "You cherish these moments, huh? Maybe you just like driving me nuts.""Maybe," Bernice teased, a twinkle in the eyes. "But it's your job, isn't it? To teach me stuff.""To teach you?" he growled, "or to endure this torture?" and Bern
"Ethan, you're delusional."Rafael's tone was scornful as he rolled his eyes away, rocking back in his chair with a glass of whiskey clutched between fingers. Ethan sat across from him. Animosity stretched across the table from him. The room was black and the fire dancing in the fireplace threw undulating shadows across the walls."It's not a delusion," Ethan persisted, his voice measured but razor-edged. "I've seen the way she looks at him, the way they interact. Bernice isn't loyal to you, Rafael. She's using you."Rafael's jaw flexed, but he didn't speak right away. He swirled the whiskey around his glass. His narrowed eyes considered Ethan's words. "And you're telling me this out of the kindness of your heart?"His body tipped forward, his eyes locked onto Ethan's. "I'm telling you this because you deserve to know the truth. You don't care about Bernice, but you care about your reputation. You really want to be that fool whom everybody is laughing at behind closed doors?"His eyes
"Thanks for the ride, Liam," Bernice said, finally outside the car and offering him a gracious, warm smile."Anytime, Bernice," Liam told her, his eyes loitering a bit on her for one last moment before he nodded. "Take care of yourself, okay?”She nodded and waved after him as he pulled away. It had been nice, just a quiet dinner with Liam and talking about life. She did feel a little lighter, but strange unease had settled in her chest as she made her way up the drive to the house she shared with Rafael.A cold draft hit Bernice in the face as she pushed open the front door. The only sound in the house was that of the refrigerator. She stepped inside, then stopped to listen to the thudding of her heart, waiting for Rafael's voice to call her name, but there was nothing."Rafael?" she called, peering across the semifull/dim living room. She could make out his outline sitting on the couch, staring at a blank television screen. "Rafael, I'm back."He didn't move, didn't even turn in the