Abby’s POV I've been thinking about flying to Switzerland by myself without him because he has things to do here in Italy, but that makes me feel crazy because I've been so attached to him lately. I took a deep breath, put my head on his shoulder, and said, "Love." "Yes, love?" "Can I call you love even though I don't love you yet?" "It's not fair," he says with a soft laugh as he kisses my shoulder. "Why would you think that?" I asked him with a gentle slap on the chest. "Because I would think that you love me real," "Sir, there's a call for you," the waitress said when she came back. Fabian nods his head and goes outside. He takes the phone call, and I stand up straight to look at him. When he's talking on the phone, he seems so serious. His thin, sweet lips curl up, and he bites them softly, which makes me gasp. The way he does that makes me want to come up to him and kiss him. “Are you his wife?” The waitress asked while she was cleaning the table. I glance at her and
Abby’s POV"Well, Fabian, you don't have to fire him,"The driver sighed and asked for forgiveness. "Sir, I'm sorry. You know I have a family to take care of. Please give me a second chance, sir." Fabian sighed and was still stubborn, so I glared at him, and he said, "Fine, next time don't interrupt me again. I don't care how important that is, no one should ever interrupt me when I'm with my wife.""I am very sorry, sir." Fabian walked with me to the car and he kissed my cheek, “I’m sorry, love. I won’t do it again, it's just that my patience was so little with some people like them,” I rolled my eyes at him, “Well, you have to change your mind, they are human too, they have feelings. If you want to hurt them, it’s so easy to hurt them.” When he started driving, two SUVs were behind us on the road back home. "Anyway, which dress do you like best? Do you want to buy something at the mall center?"I look at my watch and say, "What? Fabian, the mall center is closing at this time.
Abby's POVFabian went with Xander to an important meeting today, and I went to another SUV and stopped at Starbucks to get a cup of coffee. While I was sipping my coffee, I ran into Carina.She looked so shocked to see me, and I gave her a warm smile. Carina was my college friend and always there for me when no one else was before."Carina?" I gave her a soft smile, and I suddenly felt happy that I would see her again after so many years.She walked up to me. "Oh my god! You look gorgeous!" She hugged me tight and said with a smile, "I just got here in Italy. The flight gave me jet lag, but coffee is life!" She showed me her coffee, and I looked outside to see my bodyguards and driver watching me."Too bad, Carina... but I need to leave," She frowned at me and forced a sweet smile on her face. "Why are you hurrying? Your dad, your stepmother, and your evil stepsister won't beat you if you're late.""No, but—"She takes me outside, but my bodyguards stop us from walking. At that mome
Abby’s POV"Fabian, it's been a long time..." She said it in a sweet voice, took a step forward, and kissed Fabian on the cheeks. Then she looked at me and smiled. "Your wife was my college friend, and we ran into each other at Starbucks. I was shocked to find out that she's married to someone like you," Fabian cleared his throat and sighed, "Well, I thought you were living in London for good and there you are, you're back," "Yes, of course, I was raised here in Italy before the tragedy," She smiled bitterly, and I coughed as I looked at my husband. Right now, he seems tense and puts his hand in his pocket."Well, Carina, it's good to see you." Then he came over to me and asked, "Can I talk to you for a minute, alone?""I'll be back, Carina," I said with a smile and a nod of the head."I'll wait for ya! I'll be in your garden!" She walked to the backyard with her hands on her back, looking like she was amazed by how the Villa looked.Fabian took me into his study and locked the door
Abby’s POV"Yes, but I need to leave... Abby, take care of yourself, alright?" He kissed my forehead before he left.I sighed with sadness as I looked at my sad reflection in the mirror, but as time passed, I started to feel something for him.Maybe I just need to get used to it. After I take a shower, I pick up the calling card on my bed and write down my friend's phone number. Maybe I'll talk to her soon.After putting her phone number in my phone, I sent her a message saying, "Hey, it's me."After a second, she replied, "I'll call you tomorrow. Tomorrow is my son's birthday, please come."I replied, "Oh, wow, I will!"I lay on my bed with my eyes wide open, staring at the blank ceiling until I fell asleep. I didn't realize that my hair was still wet.When I woke up, it was already morning. The sun was shining through my window, so I got up to shut it. I looked at the clock and wondered why Fabian hadn't slept here the night before. I opened my closet and put my clothes on the bed t
Abby’s POV"Hmm, I was just going to say—" Patricia wants to say something, but her daughter's scream makes her stop."Oh my god! What's the matter with you?" She yelled at her daughter, and Carina and I both looked at each other with sour expressions. “Mommy, I want that robot, Craig doesn’t want me to borrow his robot! He’s a bad boy!” The little girl said, and she started screaming, breaking things, and even Carina was shocked to see how Patricia’s daughter acted at her son’s birthday party. “Patricia, can you control your daughter? She ruined Craig’s cake.” Carina said. "Sofi! Stop! "Again, Patricia yelled at her daughter and hit Sofia in front of us. Both of us were surprised by how she punished her daughter.Miranda sighed and said, "Don't make your child look bad in front of us. It will hurt her mental health. You can talk to her calmly and not like that," Patricia glared angrily at Miranda. "She's my daughter, and I can discipline her however I want! Let's go, Sofi!"“I don
Abby’s POVWhen Patricia and Mister Salvatore finally left, I felt relieved. Carina was surprised to see my husband looking so dangerous at this point. She can't believe that a cruel and heartless person like Fabian would try to keep me safe from people who want to hurt me. I guess I'm lucky to have Fabian, but what about those people who are jealous and want to be me?“Are you okay?” “I’m fine, thank you for saving my ass today. I don’t know what will happen to me if you are not there,” I bit my lower lip and he put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "Always count on me, Abby." He kissed my forehead, and the driver finally drove away. I was confused when we went in a different direction."Where're we going?""We're going to my dad's house, where my stepmother made dinner for the whole family today. She thinks that if my dad and I have a better relationship, she will be happy. I know it was just a misunderstanding, but I don't want my dad to talk to Miguel anymore.
Abby’s POV“Faye, what are you doing?” My Dad glared at Faye to stop Faye from making a scene. Faye lowered her head and sighed, “Excuse me.” She said as she stood up and walked away. Xander shook his head in disappointment, “Well, let’s move on, yeah I’m getting married.” “Xander you only knew Samantha for two weeks, and you decided to get married by next week? Are you out of your mind?” Sebastian interfered. “Dad–” “We will talk about this in private, now…we have to enjoy our dinner and the food before it gets cold,” Sebastian said and asked the maid to pour more wine into his glass. Sirena smiled at me apologetically, I know that she was feeling chilled and nervous at the same time right now, I winked at her reassuring her everything will be fine. I have a nice feeling that she’s a good woman and will take care of Xander. Xander is lucky to have her but I don’t know if she’s lucky to have Xander. I cut the stake in half and ate a piece of it. It tastes so good that I moan."H
Santiago’s POVAfter his brothers left the Villa, I carried her to the bedroom. In the midst of my tight embrace, I blurted out, "Who was that guy?" She laughed at me and said, "Uh, I love putting Chris Evans pictures in my old room. I even told my brothers that he was my boyfriend." It turned her face red as she tried to explain it to me, and I could see the little girl talking about her crush right before me. "I like Captain America..." I nodded my head and said, “I thought you met someone like me…” She gazed at me, “Well, you are more handsome than him. I like you more….” Those words made me hold my breath. I wasn't ready to hear that yet, but she grabbed my arm, and I leaned forward to look her in the eyes. "I thought I was going to die," she said with a smile. Then she paused and said, "But if I really am going to die, I have to tell you how much I like you before it's too late." I caressed the side of her cheeks and smiled at her warmly, “I like you too.” I kissed her li
Santiago’s POVI no longer see the smile that Beatrice always gave me whenever she saw me; she was scared for her life. It's all my fault; I make a woman's life dull and unhappy. I should not have asked her to marry me just to get what I wanted.The thought of her driving me insane, and here she is, in the operating room, having the bullet removed from her abdomen. I hold my breath every time the operating room door opens. Then, all of a sudden, a doctor walks up to me and says, "We did everything we could, but she didn't make it. I am sorry." My heart sank when I realized the woman who had brought so much joy into my life had already passed away! Jeric gave me a sighing look and said, "I'm sorry for your loss." Then I closed my eyes and asked the doctor, "Are you sure about that?!" "I'm sorry, your mother didn't make it—" he looked at me. I smacked him in the face and told him, "You're fu*king wrong! How could you say that?" "I'm the son, not him!" the man yelled at the Doctor.
Beatrice’s POV“Wait for me there! I’m on my way! F*ck!” He cursed silently after the call.At every turn, I felt uneasy because someone had just placed a camera around the house. The enemy will use it against Santiago because it could cause a lot of trouble. Everything and everyone around him wants him to die or fail. It's hard for me to think that there are people in this world who exist solely to do something bad just to get what they want!Then I heard two vans pulling up to the Villa. One of them parked outside the gate, and the other van went inside. The driver got out to look for me. I ran to them immediately and said, "What's happening?" The man thoroughly examined me before saying, "Alright, Miss Beatrice, you must go outside." "Why? What's going on?" "The hidden camera you saw in the kitchen wasn't just a hidden camera; they wired a bomb to it!" the man said as he dragged me out the door. Then he looked around and looked for some people inside and I immediately remembere
Beatrice’s POVUp until he tripped and fell onto the bed next to me, he was lying on top of me, and my hands were resting on his chest. The way we looked at each other made it seem like he was trying to diagnose my problems, but I was perfectly OK. I pushed him away, and he rolled over next to me. He sighed deeply and stared blankly at the ceiling. "I think you need to rest in your own bed instead of mine," I told him. When he heard that, he got up and left without speaking with me. I sighed as I thought about what was wrong with him again! I got up early the following day and tried to decide what I would do today. "Good morning, ma'am," the kitchen maid greeted me. "Morning." "Sir Santiago has prepared breakfast for you, and it has been placed in the microwave; all you need to do is heat it up." She smiled at me.I nodded in agreement, wondering why he needed to treat me this way. This is something I can do myself. But the maid said, "Ma'am Bea, he told me he won't be home ton
Beatrice’s POVAs I look at him walk away, I hold my breath. He then waited for me in the car until I was done thinking about everything. Damn! From now on, I have no other option except to continue working for him until the contract is finished. "How could I marry such a cruel man? Mafias are bad, that's true. They break the law and do bad things because they want power as well as wealth. Indeed, I am right." I sucked in my breath because I thought I was so stupid for talking to myself about this!While my mind was racing with thoughts, I walked down the hall and saw that his guards were waiting for me outside. They opened the van door for me and then slid it shut. Santiago's driver got into the car and drove off. Santiago was still silent as I looked across at him. Something must be done because I don't know what to say to him. It made me feel like I was crossing a thin line to be with him. Even though he was nice, I'm still not sure if I should be careful around him. Although h
Beatrice’s POVHe found my question so funny that he was guffawing across the room. Then I glared at him angrily and said, “Well, that wasn’t funny.” "Beatrice, I like you as a friend and a good secretary and also as a good pretending wife and nothing more," Santiago remarked. It makes my heart skip a beat. Does he always have to hurt me by being honest with me?After that, I gathered my arms over my chest, raised my eyes to meet his, and said, "Yes, of course." I then returned to my room to grab a dress from the wardrobe to prepare for our evening supper. After settling on a white dress that seemed both understated and sophisticated, I accessorized with black heels and a matching white handbag. Afterward, I applied a touch of blush to my cheeks and a swipe of red lipstick. Upon opening the door, I found him waiting outside, asking, "Are you ready?" “I’m more than ready, Santiago.” He smiled at me, “I like that attitude of yours.” I answered sarcastically, “Oh, me too!” Then h
Beatrice’s POVTWENTY-FOUR HOURS LATER,It's something I never thought would happen. I was marrying someone I didn't know I'd be with. It was my boss, and I found his expression quite flattering; it was almost as if he was trying to tell me something about his feelings for me.Damn! I like him so much that I have to agree to his proposal! In the presence of an overwhelming number of strangers, I clutch the flower firmly in my fingers and fix my gaze on him. He smiled back at me after I smiled at him. "You may now kiss the bride," the priest said. He slowly lifted the veil above my head, and as he looked me in the eyes, he smiled broadly. Next, he lowered his head to plant a kiss on my lips, completely silent. When his lips touched mine, I closed my eyes and stood on my toes as he kissed me deeper. Following that, there was a resounding applause and enthusiastic cheers. As Santiago led me down the aisle, I saw my two younger brothers in the crowd. They looked so proud of me that I
Beatrice’s POV"Are you asking me to marry you? Are you----Are you drunk?" I asked him in a soft voice while looking at him blankly. I don't understand why he would pose such a question to me. This time around, he sounds so desperate.He looked at me with thin lips and then got down on one knee to put the ring on my finger. Everyone in the street looked at us as the center of attention. This time, I couldn't believe that my boss was going to ask me to marry him, and he's not even my boyfriend! What the hell is going on? I asked myself while my heart was pounding like a crazy heart beat. Gosh! This is wild. But he already put the ring on my finger and he didn’t even wait for my answer. “Let’s go.” I glared at him, “I didn’t say yes to you yet!” "But you need to." He took my hand and led me back to his car. "Hey! Not everything that you can get! You can't take that easy on me!" I yelled at him. "I understand that you're not like that. What I really want you to know is that I'm n
Santiago’s POVIt's been over five hours, but I still can't fall asleep because I keep thinking about how many enemies I have in this organization. Despite their friendly demeanor, they all plotted my downfall. I looked at the clock and saw it was three o'clock in the morning. What the heck? I have not yet gone to sleep. I got up, stretched my arms, and let out a soft yawn. I went down the quiet hallway and opened the door to Beatrice's room. She was already asleep. She was sound asleep in my bed, and her face looked like the face of an angel. When I thought about how I kissed her lips the other day, it made me smile softly. That made me feel a little happy, and I forgot how different my world was from hers. I closed the door and went to the couch to close my eyes for a bit. Then, out of nowhere, I awoke with another headache, and a girl was standing before my eyes. She sported a pair of shorts and a white blouse.She smiled and gave me the medicine and a glass of water. "Good morn