Antonella Cross has secrets many of them, To everyone she's the perfect wife and socialite what they don't know is what happens behind closed doors. Antonella Cross has many secrets too many for her to keep count of. What happens when they slowly start falling apart and she's not only fighting for her life but her marriage?
View MoreChapter 7 - RockabyeI bite my lip. Do I wonder where my life would have been if I hadn’t married Antonella? Of course I do. Do I wonder if Larce and I would have gotten married? No.If you had asked me a month ago, I’d tell you sure. But after spending the last week with my daughter, imagining a life without her in it is a life I don’t want. Aliyah means the word to me. Everything in my life is for her. Staying with Antonella is for her, being nice to her mother is for her. Antonella and I may never love each other, I may even hate her, but one thing we share in common is that we both love Aliyah more than anything.“No, I don’t. I don’t want to imagine I life without my daughter and wife in it… Larce…” I sigh. “I am sorry for the way things ended between us, but Aliyah is my whole world. My daughter would not be here if it wasn’t for Antonella and I marrying…” I tell her.Tears in her eyes Larce looks at me before shaking her head. “I always thought you were forced to marry her. Tha
Chapter 6 – PaperAllister CrossPOV Finally having a moment to myself away from my mother’s prying eyes and my daughter’s questions about her mother. I go through the media reports. My assistant should have taken care of this.Why the hell is it everywhere? Why hasn’t Larce’s side taken care of this damn reports?Dear God! I’m surprised my father wasn’t the one going down my throat this morning.One headline catches my attention.Breaking news Allister Cross leaves Gala with ex-girlfriend while his wife is away.It takes everything in me not to roll my eyes.Trouble in paradise in the Cross residence???How unoriginal, if there was trouble in paradise me going home with Larce would be the last of our problems.I’m seen with one woman and suddenly I’m getting a divorce and I’m a terrible husband, yet Antonella is seen with multiple men, but no one ever says anything.Allister cross seen spending most of the evening with ex Larce BowenHas the perfect family started to show cracks?I
Chapter 5 – TearsAllister CrossPOVThe week has gotten away from me, at least my daughter’s mother is back in the states and able to fetch our daughter from school, I’ve been busy all day, I’ve had meeting after meeting, finally getting home around twelve the night.But my night didn’t end there, I had a video call with our Paris branch in ten minutes. So, I’m going to take a quick shower before the meeting.Getting dressed for bed yet walking to my office. I walk into my office I take a look around the room, it was right next to my bedroom, when this house was built I had it connected to my bedroom, but after going and forth with the architect he told me to separate it because my wife wouldn’t like it, playing the good husband I let him have his way.I had a minute to connect my laptop to the call, so I didn’t waste any more time.My meeting took two hours after it was done, I went to bed.I didn’t even get that much sleep, because I was woken up by an early phone call, when I chec
chapter 4 – AnatomyAntonella CrossPOV“Wendy, I promise I’ll do everything in my power to help you.” I take her hands in mine.A smile finally forms on her face. Her face is swollen and beaten black and blue.“Thank you, Jianna. Thank you so much for helping me. When Arla told me about you, I didn’t believe her at first, but I didn’t believe her.” she confesses.Arla Quinton, a woman I helped vanish from her abusive father, her father and Wendy’s husband are friends. Wendy was forced to marry a man twice her age because her father only cared about money. “I’ll contact you as soon as everything is sorted. Do everything you’d normally do. Don’t pack any clothes. No personal belongings… I want to stress the fact that you’ll have to leave everything behind…” I look right into her eyes; I wanted her to know how serious I am.“I have to do this. I found out I’m pregnant last week. I can’t be with him anymore…” she says. My eyes widen. Carter’s not going to like this. We’ll need to use a
Chapter 3 – happier than everTwo weeks later.Antonella CrossPOV“How is your little charity doing?” Eleanor Winsor an elderly woman sitting across from me asks. Both arms strapped in the most expensive jewelry diamonds, gold, and a large diamond on her ring finger.She’s got a way with words that is not only cutting but leaves scars on one’s soul.She’s been talking down to me for years, the fact that I don’t have a real job as she puts it. she’s on the board of some Realtors association and her husband Senator Jason Winsor.Her husband currently speaking to my dear husband who has graced me with his presence.“We’re doing well. We’ve recently partnered with an employment agency and its helped train and create jobs for many under privilege communities…” I answer naturally, I take a small sip of my red wine. I ignore the burn down my throat and down my stomach. I’m going to pay for this drink all week.“And what exactly do you think these under privileged people will do once they pa
Chapter 2 – Hate you.Allister CrossPOVI can recount every second of the worst day of my life. The day my father sold my soul to the devil. To the Ricci family.Antonella Ricci or Antonella Cross now.Seven years ago, her father struck a deal with my father and that’s how our marriage came about. I was dating my then girlfriend Scarlett Harper. Though I refuse to call the witch my wife. I remember the day my life was taken from me like it was yesterday.Of course, I would never disrespect Scarlett like that and have her as a mistress, so we broke up a year before the wedding. I had any public appearances with the witch. She has everybody charmed; I was not so easily charmed.Starting a charity, noble now all of the world loves her. The woman could do no damn wrong in their eyes.She wore a simple dress out in the streets, the next day it’s sold out an hour after the store is opened.I couldn’t understand their love for her. Why would they love the devil herself?"Those for the vote.
Chapter 1 – To keep you from breaking…Seven years agoAntonella RicciPOVToday is my wedding day, my father blackmailed, my soon to be father-in-law to marry me to his son, my father wanted to use me to bring down the Cross family. Standing across the man who I would soon call my husband I couldn’t help but be taken aback by his good looks. God sure has favored this man, is the best way to describe his good looks would be as if I was staring at a piece of art created by the Gods themselves. Starting off with his striking blue eyes, this sharp and defined nose. He gave off a cold and distant aura. Yet it made him even more attractive. It drew people to him. The way he looked at me told me one thing for sure. He would never love me.I knew Allister would never love me, yet it didn’t stop me from having a little crush on him. Allister is the man I’d picture myself with if my father wasn’t forcing his family to bow down to us. Antonio Ricci wanted nothing more than to bring the family
Prologue - Who do you think you are?I walk into the darken bar, I walk up to the bar I place my purse on the dark countertop. I take a seat and my eyes fall around the room. He’s not here yet. I stop myself from tapping my foot nervously. I hated these meetings. I cross my legs one over the other.The bar is famous for being discreet, a place you could come to, and no one will know who you are. It’s an upscale bar, used by the rich and famous, dirty Politian’s it looks like Las Vegas threw up in here. From the pink flamingos at the door to the show girls on the stage.I hated meeting here, but it was the only place could meet with him. He was known for hiding in the shadows. He was known for his games more than anything. He was worldwide known for his attention to detail as well as his love for being a playboy. Meeting with him more than once a week was so damn risky it could blow up in my face one day. Not that I have much time though.I flag down the bartender at the end of the bar
Prologue - Who do you think you are?I walk into the darken bar, I walk up to the bar I place my purse on the dark countertop. I take a seat and my eyes fall around the room. He’s not here yet. I stop myself from tapping my foot nervously. I hated these meetings. I cross my legs one over the other.The bar is famous for being discreet, a place you could come to, and no one will know who you are. It’s an upscale bar, used by the rich and famous, dirty Politian’s it looks like Las Vegas threw up in here. From the pink flamingos at the door to the show girls on the stage.I hated meeting here, but it was the only place could meet with him. He was known for hiding in the shadows. He was known for his games more than anything. He was worldwide known for his attention to detail as well as his love for being a playboy. Meeting with him more than once a week was so damn risky it could blow up in my face one day. Not that I have much time though.I flag down the bartender at the end of the bar
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