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Now, the consigliere wants me back!
Now, the consigliere wants me back!
Author: Mimi perry

Chapter 1 PROLOGUE

Author: Mimi perry
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-13 00:45:19

*Victoria POV*

"VICTORIA, COME TO THE HOUSE RIGHT NOW! The text message gave out an urgent order.

I slide out of the cab with the gift box in my hands. I was so excited; I would get to see my husband again after being away for over a month due to a contract deal.

I believe he too, couldn't wait to see me as well that's why he sent that message.

"Bradley, "I called out with much enthusiasm, dancing on my toes as I walked past the foyer of our small bungalow house.

"Welcome honey!" I rushed to give him a hug, kissing him all over his face. I pulled away with a creased eyebrow when he didn't reciprocate. His behavior was strange; the Bradley I know would have been all over me; he would even try to make out with me immediately, so what's wrong?

"Honey, what's the matter?" I inquired, keeping the gift box aside before turning to face him. He stepped away from me and dropped the glass of red wine that was in his hand; his expression was stoic and unreadable.

It was when he stepped away further that I realized two parked traveling boxes were resting on the body of the couch in our sitting room. These aren't the boxes he traveled with; what's going on?

"Go over to the dining table, there is a document there, I need you to sign it." came his distant tone.

"Document?" My brows furrowed in confusion, but still, I trolled over to the table.

The piece of the document was lying on top of the dining table, I picked it up, thinking maybe it was about his contract deal, but my eyes bulged out when I saw the headline of the document, "Divorce agreement." My body instantly began to shake.

" This isn't true; it can't be true!" I mumbled to myself, cleaning my eyes with my blouse but still the words didn't change.

"Sign it, Victoria, and you have less than a week to vacate this apartment; it's sold out." His vile tone cut through the atmosphere making my heart clenched.

I turn to face him, not believing my ears, "You are joking right?... It's a prank right?" I advanced closer to him, my whole body shivering in fear of the unknown. There is just no way Bradley will do this to me; he loves me, and I love him; we have been lovey-dovey since our high school days, my first love, my husband.

"Does it look like a joke, sign the god-damned thing!" He barked out, making me flinched backward but still, I choose not to back down.

"Honey, what have I done? We can talk this out." I plead, tears swirling in my eyelids.

"Don't allow anything to get between both of us, please; you were happy—we were happy agreeing to this marriage, so what changed?"

"Well, I realize I'm no longer happy being married to you; this marriage is nothing but bad luck; it has nothing to offer me." He blunts out.

His words pierce through my chest like a sharp dagger, shredding every piece of my soul.

"No, this isn't my Bradley, my Bradley won't say this to me!" I yelled out, gripping my head and shaking it as a sign of disapproval.

He gripped my chin fiercely, tilting it up so that I could look at him directly in the face; I shivered when my hazel eyes met that of his cold brown ones.

"Yes, Your Bradley is gone, now be a good girl and sign the divorce paper." He ordered.

"No, we can't end up like this, I can't give up on our love." I shake my head, proving stubborn.

"Victoria don't test my patience!" He gritted his teeth, eyes turning bloodshot, which made me take a step further away from him.

"Sign it." He approached with predatory steps while I scurried away further.

"Bradley, please don't do this to us!"

"There's no US!"

"Bradley, I know you are just scared; marriage can be overwhelming sometimes, but no problem, we will get through this together. In fact,  we will be having—" He cut me off by grabbing my hair hard, dragging me towards where the divorce paper has fallen. There is nothing like having; we can't have a happily ever after. He completed my statement, which he obviously misunderstood. I wanted to inform him that I was pregnant.

"Argh! Bradley, please," I cried out, gripping his hand so that he would free his strong grip on my hair, but it was futile.

"Sign it! He screeched, tugging on it hard and bending my head forward at the same time.

"Ok... okay!" I screamed out, feeling like my brain was about to be extracted from my skull. I scrambled the document closer to myself, picked up the pen as well with shaking hands. My eyes were blurry due to the tremendous tears, yet it didn't prevent me from signing it; I signed the document, and Bradley pulled away from me, grabbing it away from my hands.

"Good girl," he commented, releasing me, and I fell to the ground, crying vigorously in pain. "Bradley, please don't leave me!" I begged, forgetting the physical pain; my emotional pain was far worse than it. I have no family to go to; my parents are dead; it's only Bradley I have as a family, and I can't stand the fact that I'm losing him as well.

"As I said earlier, you have less than one week to vacate this house; I have already sold it out, "He stated, taking the two traveling boxes into his hands.

"Bradley, please don't do this to me; what have I done wrong!" I lifted myself from the floor, racing to hold him, but before I could get to him, he had already exited the house, and the door shut directly in my face.

"WHY!?"I slide down the door, totally breaking down, my worlds shattered all in one night, I lost my parents—now I have lost the only man I love.

My only question is," WHY!?"

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