UNKNOWN POV I have my eyes on everything and everyone. They have no idea how deep I have cut into them. They even think they can control any other thing. It is laughable that they think they can do anything to stop the infection that I already have spreading through them. I know what they can and want to do before they even think of it. There is nothing I do not have power over right now. Al I need is a little bit more leap to finally place myself in the place I have always belonged in. That is something that only a few people know about. That I can do anything to get what I want. I can do the most bizarre thing and the sweet thing is that after everything, no one can point out who it is. That is an additional advantage that comes with being who I am. I have all the power but he is yet to realize how much and how deep it runs. He already took a wife and he thinks I am not aware of the circumstances behind it. The bastard wanted to hurry to get his inheritance to avoid it getting int
Vanessa I think of a million things to do to pass the time after he leaves but nothing comes to mind. I do not know anywhere or anyone in this city so it would be very easy to get lost. I guess being lost is better than being abandoned on the first night of your honeymoon. What did he go out to do? What is he thinking leaving me like I mean nothing to him? This is very unfair. He gets to leave this place while I am stuck here. Maybe it would be better to get lost in the streets after all. I will get to explore the city and Lew w him at the same time. They thought it is very funny. I think of everything that I can come up with but I am too tired to move my body to do the things that my mind comes up with for me to try. I decide that I am going to wait up for him to see when he gets back. Or if he would come back. I walk back to the balcony to look at the lights in the city. It is so beautiful. I wish I could just get out and dance in the lights. I would give anything to be able to do
Vanessa “Hello, Vanessa." I hear Stephan's voice come in through the speaker. His voice is one that I can never mistaken for any other person. It has not been that long but it has been a while since I last heard him speak. Not that I still have a crush on him but I do enjoy the sound of him speaking. “Hello Mr. Stephan," I respond “Stephan remember? He tells disapproving of how I refer to him. “Yes, Stephan. How are you doing?" I enquire. “I am doing well enough. How is married life and how is my brother treating you? “He treats me good enough and I am still adjusting to being married." I lie. I want to scream something different at the top of my lungs. He is not treating me like a wife should be treated. The truth is that he made me sign papers so that I do not reveal the fact that he cannot use the normal approach to find a wife. He had to pay a lot of money. And me, being the gold digger, had to be the one to collect the money and sell herself off and now it is dawning on me
Dimitri The look in her eyes stayed with me for the rest of the night. I know that I am hurting her. Heck, it was so vivid on her face that even a blind person will notice but I cannot put everything on hold because of her or anyone. Life has to move on and whether I like it or not, I have issues that I need to see the end of. For myself and everyone. My phone's ringtone shakes me out of my thoughts. I look at the screen and it is Trent. I am shocked that he has the time to call me because he seems distracted lately. I immediately get into my car and answer the call. “Hello, lover boy. Hope you are having a lot of fun?" Unlike the other immature adult, this one's jokes seem to make a little bit more sense. “Fun is for the jobless. What do you need?" I go straight to the point. “Hey, Hey! Take it easy there. Did I pull you away from the embrace of your true love? You will have to pardon me for that my Lord." I realized that I spoke too soon when I called him sensible. He is only th
Dimitri “Hello Francesca," I say and try to escape her embrace but she does not let go. This is the one thing I did not prepare my mind to face but I am not surprised. I was told that she moved away from her father's home. I guess someone told her I was coming around tonight. “Why did it take you so long to come here? Have you been avoiding me? Do not lie to me. I know you too well." I force her hands away from my waist. This time, she does not resist. She moves from behind to the front of me, coming in line with my vision. She is clad in a red dress with a deep neckline, revealing her cleavage. Vanessa would never wear something like this. It is so obvious what she is trying to do so I let my eyes rest on her breasts for a little longer. She got ves off a very wide smile of satisfaction thinking she has me buying whatever it is she is trying to sell to me. “I do not avoid anyone. You only get to see me when I want you to." I state carefully with no hope that she will understand.
Dimitri The sound of her voice pierces through the house. It would not be nice to argue with someone like her as he 'Mr voice' might shatter everything. “Ah! I did not tell you earlier. Dimitri just got married and he is here on a honeymoon with his wife." He excitedly breaks his need for her. “What? That's not true is it?" She asks with hope on her face like she is waiting for me to deny it. “It is true and they are coming over for dinner this weekend." He adds. “I wasn't asking you, Dad. I want him to speak for himself." She does not fail to hide how disrespectful she is to anyone. It isn't something I am not used to. “I am married and I have to get back to my wife soon," I reply only because her father is here and he probably thinks we are still on good terms. No man wants anyone to disrespect his daughter especially not in front of him. “Why didn't you invite us?" Thank God she is sensible enough to hide part of her feelings. “Stop trying to drill the man. He had to rush it
UNKNOWN POV I watched him leave the house and get into the car. I watched him drive off and I notice him talking to someone in the car while driving so I send them to attack. He thought his godfather will deliver him from my hands. He thinks all of this plan just happened to come around today which is why he thinks he can beat me. I feel sorry for his wife though. She got married to a man who is already halfway in the grave. I am not ready to kill him yet. I want him paranoid. To live I great fear. He is very stubborn just like his father so it will be very interesting to watch him unravel. Piece by piece I will tear him apart until there is nothing left after which I will grant him his heart's desire of death. The bastard thinks anyone can find me. I am everywhere he is and nowhere at the same time. It would be difficult to find his own shadow. He might continue to search but he will never find me. Not until I am ready to deliver the final blow. I watch the two bikers intercept h
Dimitri As soon as I walk in through the doors for the second time this night, I am immediately engulfed in a hug. Francesca rushes to me quickly and traps me in a hug which I immediately pull away from. I do not want her touching me. Not even a near-death experience is enough to make me tolerate her touch. She does not seem to get the message though as she reaches and holds my face. “I am glad you are okay. I was so worried about you." She drawls. “There is no need for that," I answer monotonously. “I am so relieved that nothing happened to you. Not a scratch on you." She tries to sound concerned but it sounds differently in my ears. I know she would not order an attack on me but I do know that it is a lie when she said she's relieved that there is no scratch on me especially not with the news I gave her a while ago. She might not want me dead but she would appreciate a broken bone or two. I do not respond to that. I walk in the direction of her father's study and she follows suit
VanessaAnother month has passed since I tried to coerce Hayden to help me out of Dimitri's home and seven days since his departure on a business trip. It has also been seven days since I last heard from him. I have no idea if he is doing alright or if he's alive or dead. I have tried but have not been able to call him. Not that I don't have the means to reach him or that he has forbidden me from calling him. I just don't know what to say when I do call him. Do I ask about the weather? Do I ask about his business? But I know nothing about it. Do I ask about his business partners or what? What do normal couples talk about over the phone?He has been less mean and we have great sex but we are not friends. Apart from that time we saw a movie and a few more times after that, we don't exactly hang out. We go out for dinner now and then to keep up with the farce but there is nothing real about it. It's just part of the job description. Many times, I have picked up my phone to call him but I
VanessaIt has been a month since that incident. Since I nearly lost my life. It is sad and very sour to think that my heart is not the only thing after my life. I am still alive— thank God– but I don't think I can truly live until I find out the truth about what happened that night. A repeat of the events keeps playing in my head. I can hardly sleep every night without being plunged back into the car.Dimitri and everyone keep trying their best to convince me that the car was hit by a falling g tree branch but I know better and cannot be convinced otherwise. I know because I heard the gunshots. I heard it loud and clear. I was in no way intoxicated that my judgment will be disregarded. I heard the booming sound of the gun and when it hit the car. I heard the second one which led him to lose control of the car. I felt my would leave my body at that moment. The only thing I could hold onto was him and now he is lying to me.“Vanessa! You're drifting again." Hayden draws my attention ba
I watch as the dinner happens and I cannot help but admire the feistiness in her. Vanessa, what a lovely name. It sounds like something so delicate. I would expect that she would be delicate but I beg to differ after I saw the fire and how she nearly ripped Francesca apart.I never would have guessed that Dimitri would get himself a wild one for a wife. I thought she would be docile, and easy to control but she has a bit of him in her. She is almost as scary as him. I hope I get to experience some of that heat when I take her for myself.It is funny that the entire household, the entire table has no idea who is listening in or watching them. They are oblivious to their environment which gives me an advantage. I wanted nothing more than to have access to their hotel room so that I can at least please myself by watching his wife but the man knows how to make a fortress of anywhere he is. It was hard to penetrate his office but I did it and now he thinks everyone is out to get him. Good.
“Oh, God! Dimitri." My body trembles uncontrollably and I shut my eyes as I come all over the place. He lowers his head to my shoulder and bites my pulse as he comes inside of me. His hit semen shoots through me like lava and I commit it, along with all other actions that have taken place, into memory. It is unintentional but I know I will never forget this feeling. I can never forget Dimitri even if I try.He lays down beside me and we're both silent. I'm still trying to regulate my breath and calm my beating heart. I look at him and his gaze is faced to the ceiling. “What are you thinking?"He turns to me. “About the fact that our hosts know what we're doing. That sends my brain into overdrive and the memory of what happened earlier with Francesca comes to mind. I cannot believe this! I sit up immediately and look at the door. What if someone had come in? What if someone had seen us? How am I sure that they had not already come and saw us doing the nasty in their bed?“Calm down," h
Vanessa“Go on. Tell us, tell your father how you got his godson, my husband, to sleep in your bed on the first night of my honeymoon." I turn to Dimitri this time to see him already looking at me “Or do you want to do the honors since you're the one sleeping in people's beds?" I can't tell if he wants me to continue or stop. If he's impressed or if I'm overreacting but the truth is I don't care. He shouldn't be having issues with me speaking with Stephan when he's the one sleeping with bitches.“Excuse us, Uncle." He says and takes my hand. “Please, come with me." He doesn't wait for me to say anything before he's pulling me up from my chair and out of the dining room. We take a right turn and go up a staircase and we take another turn. I notice how large the house is from the little journey to wherever he's taking us. We come to a door and he pushes it open and pulls me in after him. Seems like the journey has come to an end. Finally! My feet were starting to hurt.The room is dark
VanessaAfter the awkward introductions, we settle to have dinner in silence. I must say, with the extravagant interior decorations, I expected the food to be great but it is bland. I don't know if it has anything to do with the mood or the cook but it's taste does not interest me. I don't need to guess that they had a relationship. Francesca is a beautiful woman with a great sexual appeal, I'm sure and Dimitri is a fine man with raging hormones, again, I'm sure.He is more than a fine man but that is another thing I have no interest in delving into. What I am interested in is what must have ended the relationship. They are both attractive and seem to have a lot in common with their nasty personalities so why then would he not marry her and chose me instead.“So how did you both meet?" The question comes from Mr Luigi who makes it seem like my presence is exciting to him. I feel nice and creeped out at the same time.“Yes, how did you meet?" Francesca echoes her father's words like I
VanessaI cry for a good six minutes of the drive before I'm able to compose myself and retouch my makeup to look better. I hope my eyes are not too puffy. Through it all, he does not nat an eyelash in my direction or say anything to console me. I thought we had gotten better. The moment I think he has maybe begun to like me, he reminds me of how apart our two worlds are and the dynamics of our relationship. I will be lying if I say this didn't hurt me at all. I turn to look at him but he is too focused on driving to where we are going. That or maybe he is trying hard to avoid the fact that we are riding in the same car to the same place. It makes me sad to think about what he might be thinking. I don't know when we pull into our destination because I'm much occupied with trying to look good and deserving to be his wife.“We're here. Remember all that I told you to do?" I can't look him in the eyes so my eyes are still down. “Yes sir.",I answer weakly. We stay like that for a few mom
VanessaThe rest of the week goes by in a blur. My ankle has gotten better. Although I still have a little limp, the doctor said it is all better. Dimitri is still the same but there have been big changes in how he behaves. These days, he does not say anything offensive and he is a tad bit polite. The other day, he asked me to be specific about what I wanted and he got it for me. I don't know if he is trying to please me because of the bathroom accident or if it is something else. It is weird though because I have never thought of him as someone who would care about anyone's feelings. Two days back, he requested for food items to be brought up to the suite and he cooked something in the kitchenette. He cooked! At first, I was skeptical about it but when I asked why he only said he didn't trust outsiders to fully satisfy him. I still haven't gotten over the fact that his life was in danger so I have a theory that he is being careful not to get poisoned by someone making our food. It
VanessaThis time, I make sure to move myself to the living area so that I don't miss him when he comes in and also so that I don't get surprised. I want him to walk straight to me so I can question him. Why would he set Carter on Tianna? I know the man is a man whore and might want her for some reason but that is not enough to convince me that a grown man with an empire to run, would have enough free time to go after her like that. He should not have that much free time on his hand. I already pleaded with him before so I don't understand why this would still be dragging out. Apart from that, I also need to under why Carter would claim to have saved his life. That is not a baseless claim cos I know that words like that do not just slip if there isn't an ounce of truth. That is why he kept insisting that I call him if anything feels slightly off. He needs to be open to me so that I can know if there are some extra safety precautions I need to take. Do I always have to look over my shou