The apology that had been on the tip of Noelle’s tongue immediately died off and she felt anger rise within her as she stared at the couple in front of her.
Of all the people in the world, she had to bump into her cheating ex and his newest fling. And not only had she spilled her coffee on the blonde, but the bitch had the audacity to look pissed about it. “You idiot!” The girl shrieked, voice loud and squeaky like the bratty freeloader she was. “Do you know how much this dress cost? It’s an original Chanel!” Her outburst had caused a few people to look in their direction, curiously watching and some even pulled out their phones to record. Noelle could feel her eye twitching in irritation at this. Was the bitch for real? She opened her mouth to speak, but before words could even come out, Ivette had flung herself into Jason’s arms, shamelessly clinging onto him while putting on a show. “Baby bear, this rude thing spilled her hot coffee on me and she doesn’t even want to apologize.” Hot coffee? Noelle glanced down at her cup of iced coffee, then at Ivette and scoffed. So, not only was she a homewrecker, but she was also a dramatic bitch who knew how to act pretty well. “Noel,” The sound of Jason’s voice had her attention snapping back to him. When she met his gaze, she nearly flinched from how emotionless and cold it seemed, as if he was looking at an ant or a pest far below him. It had her heart clenching despite her will not to feel a thing for the bastard who had taken her for granted. “What are you doing?” He asked, his tone carrying a condescending edge. “Apologies to Ivette this very moment.” It was an order, plain and simple, and if they had been in the past, she would have followed without question. But, the circumstances had changed and now, Noelle felt her blood boil and her anger surge. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” she said, unable to believe what she was hearing. The first thing he was saying to her, after breaking up with her and leaving her near penniless, was an for her to apologize to the woman who had freaking wrecked her relationship? She’d be damned if she opened her mouth and spat out those words. “I’m not apologizing to her.” Noelle said, standing her ground. Jason’s eyes narrowed and he looked at her as if she had lost her mind. “Noel,” his voice held a warning, one that he had never used with her before. “Don’t be stupid. Apologize while I’m asking you nicely.” Nicely? Noelle wanted to laugh. Jason wasn’t being nice, not even close. But, instead, she met his gaze with her own steely one and crossed her arms. “Make me.” She challenged, taking a step forward and closing the gap between them. Jason’s jaw clenched and his expression hardened, a look of disgust and detest evident in his eyes. “Don’t be unreasonable,” he hissed. “You’re acting like a child.” Noelle’s fists clenched, her nails digging into her palms. “Me, a child?” She shook her head. “You’ve got some nerve.” She was about to continue, but was stopped by Jason raising a hand and cutting her off. “Enough, Noel. You spilled hot coffee on her, so it’s only natural that-“ “The coffee isn’t even hot, you fucking bastard.” She cut him off this time, her voice laced with a mixture of anger and frustration. “Look,” Noelle pointed at the cup. “It’s an iced coffee, not hot, not even lukewarm. But, I guess the past two years that you’ve spent fooling around with your new ATM, made you forget that I don’t drink hot coffee.” Jason slightly flinched. His reaction was a dead giveaway that he had not expected Noelle to discover his cheating. Ivette however, after watching the interaction, couldn’t stop her expression from twisting in offense. “How dare you talk to Jason like that!” She hissed, clearly not appreciating the nickname. Noelle couldn’t care less about her, though. “I’ll talk to him however I please, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” She spat, before turning her attention back to Jason. “If you think I’m going to apologize to this homewrecker, then you’ve got another thing coming. The only thing I regret, is not being able to dump coffee on you too.” With that, she brushed past the stunned couple and walked out of the café, leaving them both shocked and speechless. The anger that had been boiling within her slowly dissipated as she stepped outside, the cool afternoon air hitting her face and cooling her flushed cheeks. Her encounter with Jason and Ivette had left her feeling a myriad of emotions, and it had taken everything in her not to lose her cool and punch the bastard. She had always known he was a dick, but she hadn’t expected him to be such a piece of shit. To think, he had the audacity to demand an apology from her for that whore of a homewrecker, and in public no less. And then, the way he had spoken to her, the condescension and contempt in his voice. It was clear that Jason was no longer the same man she had loved, or perhaps, this was just him showing his true colors. Noelle sighed, trying to ignore the pang of sadness in her chest, after all, there was no use dwelling on the past. She had a present to focus on. But even, when she thought about the future, a frown marred her face, with only one thought in mind. Why the hell has she thought it was a good idea to get drunk and have a one night stand? ~•~ After yet another day of stressful work, Noelle returned home and flopped down on the couch. She let out a frustrated sigh as she stared at the ceiling, thinking all about the things that had happened today. Upon recalling the encounter with Jason and his homewrecker, her heart tinged with sadness and anger. But those feelings seem to simmer down the moment she recalled her interaction with Wallace. The way he had looked at her, the intensity of his gaze, the way his voice sent shivers down her spine. It was like her body was hyperaware of him. But it was probably because she had slept with him and had some sort of sexual attraction with him, which was the only logical explanation as to why her body reacted the way it did. Which wasn’t totally bad, seeing as if she was to go through with her plan of Seducing and making him fall for her, then, this attraction would certainly be an advantage. The main question In this case was, did ‘The’ Wallace Castellano, feel this same attraction towards her, or did he just see her as one of the many girls he had slept with? The more Noelle thought about it, the more complicated the situation seemed to be in her head. With a groan, she buried her face into one of the throw pillows. Perhaps she should stop with this whole ‘Revenge’ thing and just go back to her boring ol’ life. It’s not like anything would change, right? As soon as those thoughts passed her mind, her phone buzzed, signaling a notification. Pulling out her phone, Noelle’s eyes scanned the message and her frown deepened. It was a message from the hospital, reminding her that her mom’s medical bill was due soon and the date for her surgery was drawing nearer, and if missed, she’d have to wait an extra year. And between her and them, Noelle knew her mother didn’t have that long to live if she missed this window. And let’s say she does survive that long, with the little money that Noelle had, there was no way she would be able to pay hospital bills that far out. This was her reality. Jason had broken up with her for someone wealthier, her mother was still sick, and her father was long gone. She couldn’t count on anyone but herself, and even then, it wasn’t enough. Feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes, Noelle once again buried her face into one of the throw pillows and let out a loud frustrated scream. She wanted to cry, but she knew crying wouldn’t solve her problems. So, all she could do at that moment was thinking about how to proceed with life, and maybe, just maybe, her luck will change. ~•~ Noelle dreaded another shitty day at work, knowing fully well that Declan, her boss, was going to rip her a new one for messing up the pitch. She hadn’t heard from him yet, but she knew it was only a matter of time before the inevitable happened. And as if on queue with her thoughts, Jemma showed up at her desk and delivered the bad news. “Hey Noel,” her voice was sugary sweet, and her smile was enough of a fortune teller for Noelle to know that she was about to be screwed over. “The boss wants to see you in his office,” She said. Noelle sighed, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over her. This was it, she thought. This was the moment she’d lose her job, won’t be able to afford the house rent and become homeless. All because of the stupid choices she made under alcohol’s influence…all because of Jason. Well, at least she was going to serve as am example to children. Don’t make decisions after drinking five glasses of tequila! And most definitely don’t get into a relationship with scumbags! Taking a deep breath, she stood up and made her way to the boss’s office. When she arrived, she paused for a moment, her hand hovering over the doorknob, bracing herself for the inevitable, before she knocked. “Come in.” With one last breath, Noelle prepared a speech and walked into, only to stop short and freeze in place when her eyes landed on the person occupying the chair. The man who sat there was not her boss. Instead, it was Wallace Castellano. Her heart did a weird flip and skipped a beat, before it proceeded to sink to the pits of her stomach. What…what was he doing here? She took a step back, but in that very moment, Wallace’s voice cut through the air, his tone commanding and authoritative, as he said. “If you walk out that door, I can assure you that you’re getting fired. So, for the benefit of yourself, step back in, and close the door.” The words had Noelle halting in her step and whatever thought to retrace her step immediately flew out the window. Because not only did she not want to become homeless, she wanted to be able to pay her mother’s hospital bill to some extent. So, all Noelle could do was close the door behind her and face the music. “Please, take a seat.” Wallace instructed and although hesitant, Noelle complied, taking a seat in front of him, feeling like a deer in the headlights. Wallace’s eyes scanned her appearance for a few moments before his lips curved into a subtle smirk. “Relax,” he said, sensing the tension rolling off of her. “You’re not in trouble.” “Then what am I doing here?” Noelle asked, her tone betraying her anxiety and nervousness despite how composed she tried to seem. “It’s simple, really.” Wallace’s eyes met hers, and she couldn’t help but suck in a breath at the intensity of his gaze. But after a few seconds, she was reminded of her night of impulsive decision and looked away. This earned a chuckle from Wallace as he continued on. “I came to make you an offer.” Noelle blinked in confusion. An offer? What sort of offer? Before she could ask, Wallace spoke again. “My family is quite traditional, and they have certain expectations of me, which includes me getting married and having a family of my own." His voice was matter of fact, as if he were talking about the weather and not something so important and serious. “But, I’m not interested in marriage, or starting a family.” He continued, interlacing his fingers and allowing them to rest on his knee as he leaned back into the chair. “So, here’s a deal for you; become my wife for the next year, in exchange for whatsoever your heart desires.”Noelle couldn’t believe her ears. She blinked in confusion, trying to make head of what she had just heard. She, become the wife of Wallace Castellano? How funny; Noelle thought, she must have misheard him. After all, that would be the only logical explanation to the situation. But when her gaze met his, she knew she hadn’t misheard. His expression was dead serious, and the slight raise of his eyebrows indicated that he was waiting for a response. A response that Noelle wasn’t sure she could give. “That’s a joke, right?” She asked, still trying to wrap her head around the absurdity of the situation. “I’m afraid not,” Wallace replied, his tone indicating that this was as real as it could be and this, once again, left Noelle stunned. What a way to start her day! She had believed she was getting fired, and now, she was being proposed to by a billionaire. The very same one she had slept with and supposedly was her target. Life was truly unpredictable. “So,” Wallace
For the second time in a span of a few hours, Noelle found herself questioning the choices she had made in life.As she walked into the bathroom to take a call from the hospital, hoping it would at least be the good news needed to brighten up her day, her mind was plagued by the proposition she had received.It seemed like a golden opportunity, yet something about it seemed…off.Whatever that was, Noelle wasn’t given the chance to thinking through, as the voice of her mother’s doctor, came over the line.“Hello, Mrs. Hart?”“Yes, doctor Melvin. How is my mother?”There was a brief pause, one that caused her heart to skip a beat, and before the doctor spoke again, a million scenarios flashed through her mind.“Well, we’re pleased to inform you, that she is making progress.”At those words, Noelle released a sigh of relief.“Thank goodness.”“But we have a problem. Although she has shown progress, your mother is in dire need of the surgery. And as we’ve discussed in our past c
Never in her life, had Noelle thought she'd be stepping foot in the headquarters of one of the biggest and richest corporations in the entirety of Italy, but here she was, following behind a beautiful receptionist and being led down the halls. "Here you are." The receptionist stopped in front of a large, imposing door and gestured for her to enter. "He's waiting for you." Noelle couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness as she stepped forward and reached out to the door knob. Her heart was racing and her palms were sweaty, a clear indication that she was anxious, but even with all the fear, she knew this was something she had to do. This was her only option. She had to marry Wallace Castellano. And if the way the door was pushed open and the man sitting behind the desk looked up, his eyes meeting hers, and his lips curving into a subtle smile, was any indication, then, her fate had already been sealed. "I'm glad you've come to a decision, Noelle." Wallace stoo
After a few minutes of walking down the hallway, they finally stopped and Wallace pulled her into a room, which turned out to be a study.The furniture were expensive, and the decorations were minimal, yet elegant.“Have a seat.”Wallace let go of her hand and gestured towards the chairs in front of his desk, where he took a seat.Noelle hesitated, before walking over and sitting down.“So,” She began, breaking the silence that had settled between them.“Where do we begin?”“Simple,” Wallace responded, pulling open one of the table drawers and digging through it. “We’ll discuss the details of our arrangement, the roles we will play and how we will proceed, among other things.”Noelle couldn’t help but feel curious at the word, ‘roles’.“What exactly are you talking about?”“This,” He said, placing a stack of paper and a folder in front of her.“What is this?” Noelle questioned, reaching out and taking a look at the first page.“Your role as my fiancée,” Wallace replied, hi
Thankfully, the following day was a Saturday, so, first thing the following morning, Noelle had walked into one of the biggest shopping malls in Milan. Her first stop had been a dress shop. As much as she had a few dresses in her wardrobe, none of them seemed to be appropriate enough for the occasion. So, after a few minutes of searching, she finally found the perfect dress; a long sleeved, v neck, black mini dress, that hugged her curves in the most flattering way. Pleased with her choice, she proceeded to pick out a pair of heels, but much to her dismay, was stopped by the store clerk. “What seems to be the problem?” “The dress,” the lady explained, pointing at attire. “It’s already been picked out by a customer.”Noelle frowned. Another customer? But she had just chosen it. “You can’t be serious.” She was about to ask the clerk if there was a mistake, but the latter cut her off. “Yes, the dress is taken.” Before she could respond, a familiar voice spoke from behi
The following day had rolled about faster than Noelle had expected, and much sooner than she would have liked, she found herself, dressed in the not too tacky black dress she had picked up the previous day, and walking out of her house.The car, a sleek, expensive looking one was already parked in front, the driver, Mr. Khalid waiting patiently by its side.“Good morning,” Noelle greeted.“Good morning, Miss Hart,” He responded, opening the door.“Mr. Castellano is waiting,” He said, and the moment those words were out of his mouth, Noelle could feel a nervous energy fill her.This was it, she thought as she climbed into the car.This was the moment where it would all begin. Her revenge on Jason and her contractual marriage to Wallace, as well as the day she would finally meet her in laws.A whole lot was riding on today, and she couldn’t help but feel a little anxious at that.However, the thought that her plan would start rolling, soon enough, was comforting and so, with a s
“Well, that went well.” Noelle commented as they walked towards the exit.“Better than I had expected, that’s for sure,” Came Wallace’s response, but unlike hers, there was no trace of amusement or any other kind of emotion, in his voice.Arching a brow, Noelle glanced at him, not missing the way his jaw was clenched, or the tight grip he had on her hand.Something was up, and judging by the unspoken tension in the air, the events that had transpired a few minutes ago, seemed to be the cause of it.“Went better than you expected?” She asked, deciding to voice her curiosity. “Care to explain?”Much to her dismay, the latter said nothing, but instead, stopped in his tracks, turned towards her and looked her straight in the eye.“You did well, let’s get you home, it’s been a long day.” He said, his voice still void of any kind of emotion.Noelle stared at him, feeling a mixture of annoyance and confusion.He wasn’t even trying to mask the fact that he was brushing her off, which
The silence that followed was immediate. Thick and suffocating, almost as if a pin drop would be heard if the slightest of sound was made.Noelle, from behind Wallace, could see Ivette’s face go pale, the anger and shock she had previously displayed, gone without a trace.It was clear that his threat, no, more accurately, his words, when he had addressed Noelle as his Fiancée, had left quite an impression, and it was an impression that Ivette took lightly.“Fi… Fiancée?” She asked, darting her eyes between her uncle and Noelle. The latter did not hesitate to flash her a cunning smile.This of course, went unnoticed by Wallace, but the moment Ivette saw it, her anger returned.“Uncle, what nonsense are you saying?!” She shouted, her face flushed. “Fiancée? Her?” She pointed at Noelle, disgust in her voice.“Yes, she’s my fiancée, so I’d advice that you watch the way you speak to her.” Came Wallace’s short reply, his tone commanding, yet, there was a softness in it that made Noell
The metallic tinge of blood hung heavy around the room, but not heavy enough to drown out the sound of muffled screams, and the occasional crack of bone. Standing in the middle of the room, Wallace watched the scene unfold, his face devoid of any emotion, his expression passive. He did not react as his men did, did not speak or intervene, just simply, watched. The man, who unfortunately, had crossed his path in the wrong way, the very same one who had been screaming for mercy right before a gag was thrown over his mouth, had gotten himself in this situation, by his own foolishness. His greed. He has tried ripping Wallace off a deal they had planned for months, trying to take more than he deserved and well, when Wallace found out after dropping Noelle at her workplace, he wasn't exactly pleased. And that is what brought about the whole situation now. Taking a few steps forward, Wallace casually adjusted the cufflinks on his suit, ignoring the man's muffled whimpers and pleas as
"But," Noelle's parted, but she found herself speechless, a habit she realized she had an awful lot each time she was around Wallace.The man always manages to find a way to make her speechless."But you said month end," She said, fighting back the frown that she felt creeping up her face, but miserably failed. "So why do you need me to come back after the dress fitting tomorrow?""Well, you have to come make yourself familiar with the surroundings of the place you'll be staying in moving forward. Wouldn't you like that?"Noelle thought his words through for a few seconds. As much as she hated to admit it. He was right. If she was going to be staying there for the next year, she needed to familiarize herself with it, and make little alterations, fitting the room she was going to be staying in, to her liking."I guess," She muttered, folding her hand across her chest. The gesture caught Wallace's attention, especially when it made her chest look more pronounced and his gaze lingered fo
As Noelle walked towards the car, she could still feel Jason's eyes on her, burning with anger and new found hatred. But none of that mattered to her.Fixing her attention on the man beside her, she asked Wallace as they approached his car."Now I know you weren't just lurking around my place, waiting for the right time to place Prince charming. So tell me, what brings you here?"Wallace flashed her a casual smile. Noelle took note of the fact that his eyes squinted as he smiled. A cute action, compared to the rather daring reputation of a faceless ruthless business guru."I have something to discuss with you. It's quite urgent and I couldn't wait till you came around tomorrow.""Oh," Curious, she tilted her head. "What is it?"Wallace didn't reply immediately. He pulled open the back door of his car for her, waiting until she had slipped in, before he himself got in, taking his place beside her."It's about what we discussed the last time," Wallace began. Noelle nodded, but just then
While Jason stood frozen, Noelle watched as Wallace approached them, and pulled her hand out of his hold. He turned to face her and his eyes softened as he examined her."You okay?" His voice washed over her like a harmless draft of wind, cooling the storm of emotions that had been brewing in her chest and she felt her heart skip a beat.Managing a smile, she nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you-""Mr. Castellano!" Jason's voice interrupted her before she could finish speaking. Eyes wide, he had watched the interaction for some time, even though it was brief. And something within him, couldn't bring himself to accept it.Turning to him, Wallace Fixed Jason with a cold stare, a total opposite of how he had looked at Noelle a few seconds ago.The younger man, noticing this, frowned deeply."And you are?" Came Wallace's question as he looked at him from head to toe. Although his expression remained passive, the look in his eyes couldn't be mistaken or missed.Disgust and contempt.Jason cl
The following day, Noelle took one look in the mirror and gave her reflection and approving look. It had been the middle of the night, sometime around 3 o’clock, when she came to the realization that she needed to switch up her dressing style.It wasn't essentially changing her dress style or closet, but rather, just, spicing things up. Yet another realization, beside the ones she had gotten during her little bath time, was that the possible reason why Wallace’s family had reacted so… wonderfully, to her being his fiancée, was because of her dressing.Wallace was a man of affluence, power and wealth, obviously, they’d expect him to pick someone of matching class to be his wife. And just that, Noelle was going to do.So, after two hours of rummaging through her closest and looking for a hair style that made her look elegant, a slight difference from her usual refined and composed look, she wound up with a simple white two piece dress.And now that she looked at herself in the mir
The one thing Noelle wanted after a very… eventful day, as she would like to put it, was take a long and hot bath, have dinner, watch a movie and then go straight to bed.She wanted that and had planned on doing just that. But unfortunately, the moment she had set foot in her house and spotted Elena sitting on the couch, the plan went down the drain.“Elena,” Noelle began, closing the door behind her. “I thought, I thought you were staying over at your sister’s, today.”“I was,” Her friend’s reply was short, and her gaze, well, Noelle knew that expression, it was an expression that meant one thing, curiosity.“Then, why are you here?” She asked, cautiously.“I could ask the same,” Elena responded, standing. “Noelle, what are you up to?”The question was a loaded one and Noelle didn’t even know where to begin.She was tired and stressed, and her encounter with Adrian Black was still fresh, so, the last thing she wanted was to discuss things with her best friend, but, there was n
The drive back towards, her home, Noelle assumed, was silent, not the uncomfortable type, but the type that gave both parties room to indulge in her own thoughts.Noelle was the first to break the silence, glancing in Wallace’s direction as she asked.“So, now what? I’ve met your family, what’s next?”“We prepare for the wedding,” He answered, not even bothering to look up from the tablet he had in his hand, or rather, not willing to.Which one of the two it was, Noelle could tell that this, Marriage of a thing, didn’t mean anything to him. To her however, she couldn’t help the slight frown that crossed her face.But as soon as it had appeared, she banished such an expression, reminding herself that, not only was this her route for revenge on Jason and his ATM bitch, but also an easy way to pay off her mother’s medical bills and the debt her father left behind.So, pinning those thoughts in the front of her mind like a banner reminder, she tilted her head curiously and asked. “A
Ivette couldn’t believe what she was hearing, or more importantly, the scene unfolding before her eyes. Her uncle, the cold, powerful head of the Castellano Family, was allowing some strange woman to disrespect and mock her.Not only that, but he was going as far as playing along with whatever she was planning. Tolerating her nonsense and acting like he actually cared for the engagement between them.Ivette frowned, unable to stop her anger from growing. It was impossible! There was no way her uncle would actually do something like that…not after what had happened to him.Yet, here he was, the proof was right in front of her and the realization, was like dozens of needle pricks on her nerves.“Wally, it’s getting late, we should get going.”Her uncle’s name, was the last straw, and Ivette had to hold herself back, from attacking the woman who was clinging onto him like a leech.The nerve! She thought, her hands shaking. The sheer audacity of her, was unbelievable and the fact
The silence that followed was immediate. Thick and suffocating, almost as if a pin drop would be heard if the slightest of sound was made.Noelle, from behind Wallace, could see Ivette’s face go pale, the anger and shock she had previously displayed, gone without a trace.It was clear that his threat, no, more accurately, his words, when he had addressed Noelle as his Fiancée, had left quite an impression, and it was an impression that Ivette took lightly.“Fi… Fiancée?” She asked, darting her eyes between her uncle and Noelle. The latter did not hesitate to flash her a cunning smile.This of course, went unnoticed by Wallace, but the moment Ivette saw it, her anger returned.“Uncle, what nonsense are you saying?!” She shouted, her face flushed. “Fiancée? Her?” She pointed at Noelle, disgust in her voice.“Yes, she’s my fiancée, so I’d advice that you watch the way you speak to her.” Came Wallace’s short reply, his tone commanding, yet, there was a softness in it that made Noell