CARLOSIt was the day when Seraphina would make it to the mansion so that we could spend some time together. Little did she know about my plans for her. Waking up this morning, there were more than a lot running around in my head and one was what would happen between Seraphina and Jenny who had wronged her weeks ago. I didn't know what to do about that. I got off the bed and caught up with the closet, snatched a towel from the closet before reaching the bathroom. It didn't take long for me to be done and when that happened, I caught up with the room again. Jenny needed to be talked to. One part of me knew I should have fired her because she caused more than a lot to myself and Seraphina who blamed me, instead of her. Why would she do that? A sigh ran out of my mouth and I fell on the bed to think before drawing a conclusion that should be of help. Then, I got back on my feet and reached the door of my room. In a short while, I was downstairs, inhaling the aroma of many dishes I c
SERAPHINA “Wh—what are you doing?” I looked around to be certain it wasn't a prank. “Are you—” I looked around again. “Are you kidding me?” He shook his head. “No, Seraphina. I am not kidding you.” What then was happening? I did not stop looking around just so I could be certain I was not being pranked even though I wished for this to be real—especially because of the feelings I have for Carlos. How didn't I know he was in love with me as well? A smile came on my countenance as I got ready to confess. “There's something you should also know, Carlos. I have loved you from the moment in that party. You didn't have to know because you didn't ask for it and now, you've given me a reason to want this with you. I love you, too.” The happy man looked around. Instead of sitting opposite me so that he could see me clearly, he walked to my side and was seated next to me the very next moment. “Did you mean that?” “I mean everything, Carlos.” There was no need to feign ignorance. Not
SERAPHINA Another weekend came and passed. According to my calendar, it was three weeks into my relationship with Carlos and there was nothing I did not love about the man. He was everything to me, strangely as it sounded. I wanted him for a husband even though we were yet to get to that point and a part of me did not mind waiting. This Monday morning, I packed my hair in a bun as I moped at my new look in the mirror, all ready for the day. Even the week. Carlos and I had a date by the weekend. There was no way I would miss a moment with him for something else. Just at the right time, my phone beeped and I turned around to reach for it with a smile that came on my countenance as soon as the caller was sighted. “Hello, baby.” The thick voice of a man I loved sounded from the other end, making me wish he was right in front of me, and this way, we could share a kiss. “Are you there?” “Good morning, Carlos—” I said and realized this wasn't in any way the right way to say hello to
CARLOSThe most awaited day came into existence. One thing I looked forward to was the evening. The same evening when I and the woman I loved more than another would meet after not seeing each other in a while. A knock on my door cut short my thoughts. “Jenny. What is it?” “Mr. Carlos. Good morning. I brought you ginger tea.” “Come on in then.” The door opened and Jenny walked in. Smiling, she caught up with the table next to the bed and dropped the mug of tea. “Is there something you'll be needing? I can get it for you before I go on leave.” Leave? Did she say leave? Oh. How could I forget? Twice a month, Jenny took leaves. Today was one of those days and I would be left with Nonna who would not hesitate to order me around—totally forgetting I was the head of the house. I shook my head. “Not at all, Jenny. There's nothing you should help me with unless you get back to the house as soon as you can. Seraphina and I have a date and you should be home early so that you can
CARLOSShock was on my countenance. What just happened? Before I could say a word, Seraphina turned and walked away from the table, her perfume filling my nostrils. So many thoughts ran around in my head as I thought about what to do and even how to do it. My gaze scanned the hall and I caught sight of people whose gazes were fixed on me and then I managed to stand on my feet. What was I doing here without Seraphina? I could not blame her either. One thing that bothered me was how she got to know about the real person that I am. I also wondered about who sold me out. While I led my way from the table, I turned around when I recalled my phone and pack remained on that same table. As soon as it was grabbed, I led my way towards the door of the hall, catching up with the lot and then my car. “Boss—” shock appeared on the countenance of Vito who did not and would not expect me to be back at this time. The man looked around before meeting my gaze with aid from a mirror in the car sp
SERAPHINA Life was difficult, more like different without him. I loved him enough and considered him my husband even though I didn't know his thoughts towards me. Arriving at the shop today, I had many thoughts running around in my head and one was how he was faring. Wasn't it better to pick up my phone and reach out to him, or maybe pick up his call when next he called? No. I wasn't going to do that. Not now or ever. The man had offended me and must live with it. How could he lie to me? What did he take me for? Obviously, a fool and only a fool was what I was to not try to check or confirm. But how would I know it was a lie? Sitting at my desk, I heaved a sigh and dropped my bag. Today was going to be another long day. I could not wait for it to come to an end so that I could be gone from the sight of neighbors who did nothing but ask if all was well with me since last week after the breakup. “Good morning, Miss Seraphina.” “Good morning—” I looked up. “Welcome to the s
ISABELLA It was a good thing—watching from afar. Even though I wasn't sure what the news was, I knew there was no way the two would be together at the end of the day. Especially when I knew my once best friend hated lies more than her enemies. Or was she going to let this one be? No, she had better not. I snapped out of my thoughts when my phone rang. My gaze went to the phone and I nodded, smiling at the callers whose name appeared on the screen of my phone. Without any hesitation, I picked up the call. “Hello, Frank Gotti—” The man from the other end chuckled. “Good morning, Miss Isabella. You've done a great job and you don't know.” His words made the smile on my face widen and I nodded, happy that his suggestion worked after all. That was what we needed. “I'm happy to hear that, Frank. But how did you know? Did your cousin reach out to you so that you're told?” He laughed again, and now it annoyed me. Could this man go straight to the point? Could he answer my questions
Serafina's Pov“I can't believe, Sera, that you didn't even get dressed. How about the clothes I bought you? You know those were beautiful,” my best friend Isabella Moretti said bitterly; she had invited me to a masked party. A Halloween party, I had come from work and didn't have the chance to change into something.Yeah, I wasn't prepared like every other person with pretty clothes and fancy masks on their faces. There was loud music while some spoke at the corner; some made out while the rest drenched themselves on alcohol, swindling their bodies to the beating of the song that played. I kept wondering why I was here; I felt out of place. This wasn't the kind of place I wanted, but with Isabella whines.I happened to be summoned to her pressure. She was my best friend, but we were two best friends from different worlds. She lived her life to the fullest with zero worries, like it was going to end that day.Silly, she enjoyed the life of the party while I worked my ass out at the ba
ISABELLA It was a good thing—watching from afar. Even though I wasn't sure what the news was, I knew there was no way the two would be together at the end of the day. Especially when I knew my once best friend hated lies more than her enemies. Or was she going to let this one be? No, she had better not. I snapped out of my thoughts when my phone rang. My gaze went to the phone and I nodded, smiling at the callers whose name appeared on the screen of my phone. Without any hesitation, I picked up the call. “Hello, Frank Gotti—” The man from the other end chuckled. “Good morning, Miss Isabella. You've done a great job and you don't know.” His words made the smile on my face widen and I nodded, happy that his suggestion worked after all. That was what we needed. “I'm happy to hear that, Frank. But how did you know? Did your cousin reach out to you so that you're told?” He laughed again, and now it annoyed me. Could this man go straight to the point? Could he answer my questions
SERAPHINA Life was difficult, more like different without him. I loved him enough and considered him my husband even though I didn't know his thoughts towards me. Arriving at the shop today, I had many thoughts running around in my head and one was how he was faring. Wasn't it better to pick up my phone and reach out to him, or maybe pick up his call when next he called? No. I wasn't going to do that. Not now or ever. The man had offended me and must live with it. How could he lie to me? What did he take me for? Obviously, a fool and only a fool was what I was to not try to check or confirm. But how would I know it was a lie? Sitting at my desk, I heaved a sigh and dropped my bag. Today was going to be another long day. I could not wait for it to come to an end so that I could be gone from the sight of neighbors who did nothing but ask if all was well with me since last week after the breakup. “Good morning, Miss Seraphina.” “Good morning—” I looked up. “Welcome to the s
CARLOSShock was on my countenance. What just happened? Before I could say a word, Seraphina turned and walked away from the table, her perfume filling my nostrils. So many thoughts ran around in my head as I thought about what to do and even how to do it. My gaze scanned the hall and I caught sight of people whose gazes were fixed on me and then I managed to stand on my feet. What was I doing here without Seraphina? I could not blame her either. One thing that bothered me was how she got to know about the real person that I am. I also wondered about who sold me out. While I led my way from the table, I turned around when I recalled my phone and pack remained on that same table. As soon as it was grabbed, I led my way towards the door of the hall, catching up with the lot and then my car. “Boss—” shock appeared on the countenance of Vito who did not and would not expect me to be back at this time. The man looked around before meeting my gaze with aid from a mirror in the car sp
CARLOSThe most awaited day came into existence. One thing I looked forward to was the evening. The same evening when I and the woman I loved more than another would meet after not seeing each other in a while. A knock on my door cut short my thoughts. “Jenny. What is it?” “Mr. Carlos. Good morning. I brought you ginger tea.” “Come on in then.” The door opened and Jenny walked in. Smiling, she caught up with the table next to the bed and dropped the mug of tea. “Is there something you'll be needing? I can get it for you before I go on leave.” Leave? Did she say leave? Oh. How could I forget? Twice a month, Jenny took leaves. Today was one of those days and I would be left with Nonna who would not hesitate to order me around—totally forgetting I was the head of the house. I shook my head. “Not at all, Jenny. There's nothing you should help me with unless you get back to the house as soon as you can. Seraphina and I have a date and you should be home early so that you can
SERAPHINA Another weekend came and passed. According to my calendar, it was three weeks into my relationship with Carlos and there was nothing I did not love about the man. He was everything to me, strangely as it sounded. I wanted him for a husband even though we were yet to get to that point and a part of me did not mind waiting. This Monday morning, I packed my hair in a bun as I moped at my new look in the mirror, all ready for the day. Even the week. Carlos and I had a date by the weekend. There was no way I would miss a moment with him for something else. Just at the right time, my phone beeped and I turned around to reach for it with a smile that came on my countenance as soon as the caller was sighted. “Hello, baby.” The thick voice of a man I loved sounded from the other end, making me wish he was right in front of me, and this way, we could share a kiss. “Are you there?” “Good morning, Carlos—” I said and realized this wasn't in any way the right way to say hello to
SERAPHINA “Wh—what are you doing?” I looked around to be certain it wasn't a prank. “Are you—” I looked around again. “Are you kidding me?” He shook his head. “No, Seraphina. I am not kidding you.” What then was happening? I did not stop looking around just so I could be certain I was not being pranked even though I wished for this to be real—especially because of the feelings I have for Carlos. How didn't I know he was in love with me as well? A smile came on my countenance as I got ready to confess. “There's something you should also know, Carlos. I have loved you from the moment in that party. You didn't have to know because you didn't ask for it and now, you've given me a reason to want this with you. I love you, too.” The happy man looked around. Instead of sitting opposite me so that he could see me clearly, he walked to my side and was seated next to me the very next moment. “Did you mean that?” “I mean everything, Carlos.” There was no need to feign ignorance. Not
CARLOSIt was the day when Seraphina would make it to the mansion so that we could spend some time together. Little did she know about my plans for her. Waking up this morning, there were more than a lot running around in my head and one was what would happen between Seraphina and Jenny who had wronged her weeks ago. I didn't know what to do about that. I got off the bed and caught up with the closet, snatched a towel from the closet before reaching the bathroom. It didn't take long for me to be done and when that happened, I caught up with the room again. Jenny needed to be talked to. One part of me knew I should have fired her because she caused more than a lot to myself and Seraphina who blamed me, instead of her. Why would she do that? A sigh ran out of my mouth and I fell on the bed to think before drawing a conclusion that should be of help. Then, I got back on my feet and reached the door of my room. In a short while, I was downstairs, inhaling the aroma of many dishes I c
ISABELLA So what? So fucking what? Does Seraphina get to live the life I've always wanted? Wasn't that the meaning of all these? I moped at the screen of my phone with anger evident in my countenance. One of the many things that still bothered me was the fact that the man I thought I bagged for myself, has foolishly given himself to another woman. How did I know this?It was all over the internet. Maybe Seraphina and Carlos were yet to have a relationship but there were signs that they could go down that path very soon. Or wasn't it obvious? Especially when I moped at the screen of the phone that stayed all day in my hand. “What do I do?” What should I do? There were no ideas at all. Another angry sigh ran out of my mouth this morning when I opened my eyes on the bed. One thing that annoyed me more than this was the fact that not a single dime existed in my account and there was nothing I could do. What could I possibly do? I picked up the phone I dumped a while ago so tha
CARLOS How could she be annoyed that I tried to rectify the situation? What would she have me do if not that? I had something to say but the call ended. Seraphina ended the call! Something I would never guess she could do. How was that even possible? I moped at the screen of my phone for a while, thinking about what to do and what was right to do—even how to go about it. “How dare she?” The woman didn't have the slightest idea about who I was and I could not blame her. I would not. Standing up on my feet, I knew I needed to see her. But I could not ask her to come over to the house or could I? She would not—not in the mood that she was in. Making up my mind at that instant, I promised myself to be there as soon as the next week would come. We could not carry on like this. I wasn't going to let that happen. A hand knocked on the door of my office. Looking up, I asked. “Nonna, is that you?” “No—” Jenny's voice sounded from that end. “It's me, Jenny. I—I'm here to—” “That's