Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight : Move In

Veronica’s POV

The next day I woke up with the intention of having a word with Bruno about the contract he demanded me to sign . But Bruno was nowhere to be found . Great after giving me a wonderful time he just disappeared. Gone he’s actually gone .

I don’t know if I should feel this sort of disappointment. I expected him to at least care . But he's just gone . Leaving no trace of the intimate moment we had last night .

After waiting for him for hours I decided to call my stepdad to ask him about Bruno’s whereabouts. Turns out Bruno is currently in Russia taking care of business as Mr Vince explains .

“ I’m the mafia “ once more his words echoed through my head. Bruno said he’s the mafia . I’m not supposed to feel this way towards him . For starters he's my stepbrother . He is also associated with the mafia . Bruno is like a forbidden fruit which I am not supposed to taste . But after having a taste of this forbidden fruit . I anticipate more .

Two weeks later here I am alone in this mansion more like a fortress . My so-called mother is out there with my step dad on a one month ship cruise. Celebrating their honeymoon. Even the press are aware of this . They are really putting in a show for the press . Talk about decency. I saw their picture on the tabloid news. They were wearing nothing but a small piece of clothing which leaves little to imagination.

As the days got by I started to miss Bruno’s presence desperately. I am faced with the harsh reality of separation and his absence. The bittersweet taste of our passionate night still lingered in my thoughts, intensifying my longing for his touch.

As I sat in my bedroom in the empty home,it is funny how I can even call this a home . Memories of our intimate moments

flooded my mind. The way Bruno held me close, his hands caressing my skin with tenderness and desire. I can still remember the look on his face as he stared at my body . The passionate night we shared

was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and now, with him gone, I craved it more than ever.

The anticipation of the night we spent together had filled me with excitement and

nervousness. As we explored each other's bodies and a fire ignited between us, the intimacy we shared was not just ordinary.

Now I’m faced with the harsh reality of his absence .

It got me thinking, will he really not touch me anymore? Seeing as I don’t agree to signing the contract. I don’t even know the exact content of the contract.

And his absence has made it so difficult for me . I don’t even have his number. I missed his voice , his face , the way he gazed at me . Just his thoughts are enough to make me blush .

Brushing those thoughts away . I stared at the various boxes filled with my clothes and stuff .

Today is the day I move into college. My grades were good enough to get me into the best university in the continent to study my dream course which is computer science . The Marina Institute of Technology is renowned as the best school to study

computer-related courses. At Marina Institute of Technology students are immersed in a cutting-edge learning environment that fosters innovation, creativity, and technical expertise. The school stands out for its exceptional

faculty, composed of industry

professionals and renowned experts in. computer science. These passionate educators bring real-world experience into the classroom, providing students with practical knowledge and industry insights.

More so it has always been my dream to study at Marina Institute of technology.

“ Miss it is time to go, “ informed my driver . I was assigned a personal driver and also my own personal stylist, chief , maid and also a personal adviser. It’s crazy how rich life works .

“I will be down in a minute, “ I said . He’s a nice middle aged man who has three lovely kids .

I glanced at my bed making the memories I had of Bruno resurface. I can’t believe I already have a huge crush on him after a few encounters with him .

Releasing a heavy breath I dragged my feet downstairs. I walked into the elevator and pressed the button programmed to take me to the down floor .

Few seconds later the ding sound of the elevator indicates my stop . Exiting the elevator I arrived at the location where the black limousine was packed . In front of the limousine was a black car and the same brand of car was also packed at the back .

De Calibo family security is very strict.

I made my way to the limousine . Mr Biggs, my personal driver, opened the door for me .

I rested my head on the head rest and drifted off to my thoughts.

I don’t know why but I really missed my father . He has always promised to be the one to send me off to college but here I am on my way to college . Without him . Whosoever is murdered my father is a devil, a reincarnation of evil .

How can someone be so heartless and cruel to murder a man without feeling any remorse or pity?

I didn’t know I was crying until I felt a wet substance on my dress . I’m wearing a simple dress paired with my cute white sneakers . Even though I have a wardrobe full of expensive dresses and shoes I still don’t feel as if they are mine . Everyone in that house looks alien to me .

The white dress I’m wearing now has a lot of memories.

My father has always loved it when he sees me wearing this dress .

“You look like an angel mi amore" he always says . One day you will meet your Prince Charming who will love you and give you all you deserve “

The memories are so beautiful but also painful to remember .