CHAPTER 9My father called an emergency meeting with the rest of the people working with him and presently the house is filled with a whole lot of people wearing black suits and black tie. My father's main guards made sure none of the other people wandered into the main house but still, my personal guard won't stop being a pain in the ass, "Miss Bianchi, I think it is advisable for you to be in your room at this time of the day." he said in a monotone voice as he followed me behind my back. Copper is a tall bulky white man, with a bald head and he is always on a suit with sunglasses at all times, mainly when we are outside."I am perfectly fine and I can take care of myself if something happens," he grunts, "and I am sure nothing will happen." I looked back at and gave him a smile as I opened the refrigerator and poured myself a cup of water."Besides, you do know I know how to fight right?""Yeah, but I do not think you would be able to take two large men of my size on your own."I
CHAPTER 10 I was on my third champagne when Gabriel came to meet me by the bar as he sat down on the stool releasing a large exhale, "he says he wants to invest in the company whenever I choose to start it." Did I ever tell you guys I have a genius for a younger brother? He intends on starting is tech company with his best friend once they get enough genuine investors. Dad has been helping in that part mostly, because he does know some really influential people. "Did you agree?""Told him I would get back to him later.""That is smart." I answeresd as i gulped the remainging chmapge in my class."I know. Anyway, what are you going to do about the matchmaking dad is planning for you right now?" He grinned as he gave his order to the bartender."I thought he was going to give me more time. At least five years.""Five years?" Gabriel looked at me like I was mad."Yes."He scoffed, "You would probably get married within three months from now with the rate at which he is going with the d
CHAPTER 11I groaned loudly as I entered into my room, slamming the door. I dropped my bag on the floor and then sat on the bed, my legs apart and my head in between my palms. I should not have done that. I should not have said that to him. I can't believe I said that! It has been seven years since mom died. I was eighteen when she died, it was a rough time for our family and those close to us. Mom had a stalker apparently, but she didn't think it was necessary to tell dad until it got serious. She got abducted and eventually killed. Dad was with her when she died, said he saw her take her last breath and it has haunted him ever since. That's when his overprotectiveness over me started.Me saying what I said, will break his heart. He would be thinking about her death right now and the guilt would be eating him up from inside. My parents loved one another, it was obvious to everyone around us and even our closet family. It was an arranged marriage like father is planning for me and I
The next week was just work, meetings, submitting and signing papers. In that one week I never once saw my dad, there was no glimpse of him. So, that is why after work today I went straight home, like almost every other day, and immediately I changed out of my work clothes, I made my way to his office. I have been practicing my apology for almost a week now and I know he will forgive me, hopefully. I placed a soft knock on the door to his office and then entered after hearing his response. I peeped my head first and when I saw him sitting behind his desk I entered into his office fully. "Hi dad." I greeted as I wringed my hands in front of me feeling nervous.""Hi princess." I heard him say, he used his hands to scrub his face and then release a sigh."I'm sorry about what I said, about mom." I apologized. He looked at me with a small smile on his lips."It's fine princess, you were annoyed. I should not force you to do whatever it is you do not want to do.""No, no, I changed my min
Father hired a woman to set the table while our chef prepared the meal for the dinner that is holding today. Father decided it was better to have the dinner outside, in the garden. Everyone was in their respective rooms getting ready while my playlist sounds in the background as I get ready. After curling my hair, I start to apply my makeup. I quickly check the time from my phone and notice that I have less than thirty minutes before the Volkov's arrive. After my makeup was done, I quickly walked into my walk in closet and brought out the dress Alexander sent to me. It was a dark red halter neck, floor length dress. To be honest, the dress is really beautiful, I am surprised someone like him was able to pick something like this. I stepped into the dress, zipped up myself and then wore my heels. I glanced at myself in the mirror before I made my way outside. I opened the doors that led into the garden and the chilled air, beat against my skin, making goosebumps to rise. My dad and G
I walked into my office with my handbag in hand, I opened the door to my office and the first thing I see is a large bouquet of fresh tulips sitting on my desk. I frown because I can not think of anyone sending me flowers, especially tulips, only people close to me know I prefer white tulips instead of white roses. I quickly shut the door to my office, to prevent any of my coworkers from seeing the large bouquet. I notice there is a card on the flower, I open it but there's no name just a message, To a new start.Definitely Ivan. It has been a week since we had the dinner and I found out that I am supposed to be engaged to Ivan instead of Alexander. For a moment I considered throwing the bouquet away but decided against that idea. I rolled my eyes, threw the note away but carried the flowers off my table and placed them away from any eyes of anyone that enters into my office. I brought out my laptop from my bag and start the day's work as I log in into the company's portal. Being
It was a saturday and I was sitting in my apartment with Jessie, both of us, a glass of champagne in hand, as we scrolled through the internet looking for ideas for the wedding. She and her fiancee decided to get married in two months time, and she has not even found a dress. "Do you think we would still be able to get to the dress shop in time?" she asks as she glances at the clock on the wall. "If we want to make it and have enough time to go through lots of dresses we should definitely leave now." I advised, picking up my car keys. She stood up from the stool opposite the counter and we both made our way outside. I get into my car and she gets into hers, since we would be getting dinner together and would both split up. The drive to the dress shop took about twenty five minutes from my apartment.Belle bridal. The name of the shop was written on top of the shop in pink. We both got down from our vehicles and made our way to the front door of the shop. As we were about to open th
I come out fresh out of the shower, a white towel wrapped around my body and another one wrapped on my head, to keep my wet hair from dripping around the floor. As I was about to start dressing up when my phone rang. I picked up my phone from my bed, checking the caller ID, Ivan. I sighed as I swiped my hands on the green answer button. "Hello?""I was thinking I should come pick you up from your dad's place and then we can go o the diner or wherever it is you feel comfortable." he suggested. "I have my own apartment now and there is no need for you to come pick me up. I am perfectly able to drive myself." I rolled my eyes, a frown marring my face as I put on my underwear.I heard him sigh over the phone, "you know that is not what I meant Idalia." There was a pause before he spoke up again, "you moved out?" he asked as if what I said earlier just clicked in his head.Or he's just trying to make a conversation. "Yes, I did." I replied to him as I walked towards my walk-in closet an