SCARLETT'S POV.The room had been awfully quiet for a week now after what had happened. The day Luca had walked in on what I'd been doing with Kevin, he'd gone into the bathroom without a saying a word and I'd done what anyone that had been terrified by the experience would have done. I quickly got dressed and walked out of the hotel room to get some fresh air just so that Lucs wouldn't have to walk out of the bathroom and see me. I'd honestly felt like the whore of Babylon that day and even the rest of the days that followed that. Luca hadn't been making it any better for me, instead it was like he was hell bent on getting on my nerves and treating me like a piece of garbage. Despite being the one who told me to make sure to act like we were a happy couple whenever we were at the conference, he was the one who was making it obvious to the rest of the couples that we weren't even close to being a happy couple. It was annoying. Actually it was pretty fucking frustrating what Luca wa
SCARLETT'S POV.I needed to speak with Luca immediately, like ASAP. I didn't want to believe all the crazy things that Penelope had been going on about earlier, but I couldn't help but wonder where the hell all that nonsense was coming from? How dare she call my dad all sorts of names? And then she'd said he was violent? What the hell? I'd only known my dad to be a saint since I'd been a child. He could never hurt a fly and he was the kindest man I knew so where the hell was she getting all that information from? And did that mean that that was what everyone was saying about him?Was everyone thinking the same thing about my dad? Heck, were we some kind of public enemies right now? And what the fuck did that bitch mean by telling me to ask Luca.Oh God, I was so furious. I had no idea what to think at the moment, with everything flying over my head and getting me pissed. What the hell did I actually know? Was everyone just lying to me and playing a sick joke with my life? I had no
SCARLETT'S POV.If anybody had told me that my dad would be accused of something in the past, I never would've expected it to be rape. Maybe fraud and embezzlement would've been more unsurprising, but rape? That was just on a whole different level that I couldn't take.My dad was no rapist and that was sure. I had a very good sense of judgement and if I'd never for once suspected him of it, then there was a very high chance that it was just plain bullshit coming out of Luca's mouth. But the only problem was, Penelope Cruz seemed to know it too.There was definitely something that I was clearly in the dark about, and today was the day I was going to find out every single thing. I just needed to drift the subject away from that day Luca had walked in on me taking my clothes off for Kevin. "Kevin is my boyfriend and I love him, that was just a moment of pure lust, I never would have done that if I knew you were going to come in," I defended. "Oh really?* Luca scoffed, for some reason
LUCA'S POV.I was so pissed with Scarlett and her stubbornness. I wanted to be mad at her for how she'd stood up to me earlier but for some twisted reason I wasn't all that pissed, in fact a tiny part of my mind had found her to be extremely hot at that moment.Oh God. I was screwed, totally screwed. I had a feeling that now that she knew about how her father actually was, things would be completely different. And I couldn't tell if that made me happier or not. But whatever, it didn't matter to me. I shouldn't even have been worried about how she was going to take the news anyways, because she didn't even believe it.I should have known that she would stand by her slimy father no matter what. Ughh. Why was I so mad about that Kendall guy back then?I'd planned to not say anything about it, to not act like I even gave a shit, but no. Of course my stupid possessive self just had to come out and screw things up. Now, all I ended up looking like was an insecure asshole who couldn't get
SCARLETT'S POV. My mind was a jumbled mess and it had been so for 48 hours now. I'd been confused, with several thoughts floating around my mind, particularly thoughts about what Luca had revealed to me about my father.My own father? My hero. The man who I believed couldn't even hurt a fly. No way, it had to be a rumour. It just had to be, because I couldn't even stomach the thought.How could my own father be involved in such despicable acts? How could he have done that under my nose, under my mother's nose too? No way, he couldn't be that sneaky could he? I lay in my makeshift bed on the floor all alone, still respecting LUCA'S warning about not coming close to his stuff which meant I couldn't be caught lying in his bed. He'd been almost a ghost in the room since we'd had that conversation and honestly, I didn't even mind at all. I couldn't stand him after all he'd said, after all I'd found out.One of the things that made me mad was the fact that he'd been cheating on me all thi
SCARLETT'S POV."Mystery?" I asked. "Are you trying to say I'm mysterious?"Sasha nodded. "Yeah, you always walk around with this faraway look on your face. And then you don't mingle with the other ladies even when your husband is definitely the most influential man here. I can understand though, why your husband would keep to himself, he's kind of too big to be here.""I wouldn't say too big to be here," I countered. "There are so many great guys here too, I've seen some really crazy stuff from other men here and I'm highly impressed." "That's true," she nodded. "But your husband is like on another level of big. My husband looks up to him and that's why we have both been trying to get to talk to you guys, honestly."I had no idea if I should've been flattered by her words or not, but I settled on just being cool."Don't take us too seriously though, you'll be surprised," I muttered but of course she heard. It was the truth. She was going to be really surprised when she found out tha
SCARLETT'S POV.I should've expected what Luca had done immediately we got out of ear and eye shot of everyone. The man had literally just withdrawn his hand and pulled far away from me like I had a virus or something. So, he'd done what any sane husband would do, take his wife out of the drama, and because our marriage wasn't real, he didn't need to fake it all the way so he pulled away. Big deal?It shouldn't have hurt when he'd done that, but for some weird reason it did. Maybe it was because my emotions were all over the place and my mind was a jumbled mess, or maybe it was because it was a clear sign that all the seducing I'd been doing had not worked at all. Whatever it was, it wasn't welcome and I needed to get back to my senses fast enough. There was just too much on my mental plate already with my father and my school break slowly coming to an end, I couldn't possibly add more things to it. I needed to find out if everything that they were saying about Dad was true and if i
LUCA'S POV. The next few days were hell on earth for me, and that was of course because of Scarlett. Scarlett. She was all I could freaking think about, all I could see when I closed my eyes and all I thought about when blood rushed to my groin. Shit. It was messed up, really really messed up to be wanting her with such passion, but my body didn't want to understand that. It just wanted to be close to her, to have her and see if all the hype and tension was going to fade away afterwards. What had happened that day hadn't even helped things. That day had frankly been a mistake. A mistake that almost had me doing things that I'd promised I wasn't going to do.What I'd walked in on at the hall that day had filled me with embarassment and also fury. I couldn't believe that a woman that was publicly known to be my wife was seen entangled with another woman while people gossiped and even further filmed the whole thing. And it had made me angry at Scarlett for getting herself involved in
SCARLETT'S POV.The moment Luca's lips touched mine, I melted into a puddle. My knees had gone weak and I feared they were going to buckle soon if I wasn't careful. Damn. The man knew how to kiss. He made sure that he ravaged my mouth with intensity, showing me with the kiss just how much he really wanted me. From my face, his hands travelled to my spine and then all the way back up to my hair and then he pulled. Shit, the force of the action caused a sting, but it was sweet. The pain was delicious. I loved it. He continued to kiss my mouth like his life depended on it until he decided that he'd had enough of it and wanted to taste my neck. Once his mouth touched there, I straight up melted into him, to the point he had to hold me up. "Woah," he laughed, amsued. "I haven't even touched you. You don't even know all the things I have planned for you.""Stop being cocky and kiss me," I demanded, pulling him back to my mouth and he let out a satisfactory growl."You're so damn sexy,
SCARLETT'S POV. THREE HOURS LATER. The party had started to get heated. People were popping in from every corner now. And the place started to get a bit crowded and tight. Many had decided to go out to the garden but it still felt like we were at a concert or something. It had been a bad choice Matt had made to organise the party at the house. The set-up was beautiful no doubt but it was becoming too suffocating. Or maybe it was just my body's reaction to Luca sitting beside me on our table.The rest of the guest looked like they didn't mind at all. Maybe it was just me actually. "So, how has therapy been?" Luca's voice sounded so close to my ear and I practically jumped in my seat, embarassing myself further. "It's been really good," I smiled tightly. "Uhh... The therapist has been really good and understanding. I-I feel like a totally different person now."I could remember giving him the same response some time ago when he'd asked. Shit. Why was I acting that way?And where t
SCARLETT'S POV. Abby arrived not long after and after we were both done getting ready and checking each other out, we said goodbye to mum and headed for the venue in an Uber. Matt's two storey house was flooded with people when we got in, it was crazy that the guy knew that much people. "Shit, this is way more than I expected," Abby said, looking around the garden that was filled with several cooperate looking people. "Yeah thank god that you convinced me to wear this dress," I said, looking at the dresses of the other women aroun. It was like we'd come for some sort of fashion show or something. "Exactly why you should always trust my opinions," she smiled, smoothing down the skirt of her royal blue dress. She looked amazing actually in that dress and her hair slicked back. We both looked amazing actually. "Come on let's go inside," I pulled her hand and we both walked with our heads held high into the house where soft music was playing from the speakers. "Sheesh, nice design,
SCARLETT'S POV.FIVE MONTHS LATER. This was the fifth time I'd checked my appearance out in the mirror and I was still nervous. God, why did the thought of him still make me so nervous? I finally made up my mind that I looked really good in the dress. It was a red dress that Abby had picked out for me two weeks after I'd been discharged from the hospital. It had been crazy expensive and I'd wanted to abandon it because I couldn't pay, but then Abby had offered to pay, saying that it was a gift to me, celebrating my release from the hospital and the fact that I could finally walk on my own two feet. I'd been discharged from the hospital way earlier than the doctor had expected. The doctor had told us that my case was very special and unusual, and he'd never seen anything quite like it before. He'd made sure that I'd spent another two weeks extra in the hospital just to make sure that there were no further complications. And finally after a whole month and a half of being in the hosp
LUCA'S POV.After Belle left I stayed for a while outside, watching the sky as it got darker and darker. I kept thinking about Isabella and dad, and everything that had happened, but this time I found that the more I thought about it, the more I started to see Belle's point clearly. That was the problem, I was holding onto the pain and bitterness for too long, I didn't even know how to stop doing it. I'd thought I was ready let it all go for Scarlett, but today had made me realise that there was still a part of me that wanted to be mad at her, at somebody for everything. It wasn't fair at all to Scarlett. She didn't deserve to get hate for something that she knew nothing about. After a little more time reflecting, I slapped my palms and decided that I had to go talk to her. About everything. Just let it all out. And see where we can go from there. I made my way back to the room where I saw Marilyn and Scarlett hugging from the glass doors. Abby just stood watching them with tears i
LUCA'S POV. On getting outside, I bumped into a nurse that was carrying a tray and we both let out string of curses. "Shit I'm sorry," I said, getting down to help her pick up her tray. "I'm so sorry."She picked up the last piece of equipment and looked up at me. "It's fine. Why are you in such a hurry anyways? Is the hospital on fire?"I turned down my lips. "No of course not.""Then why did you almost knock me all the way to hell?" She asked, smirking. "And why do you look like a wounded puppy?""I'm just in a really shitty mood, I don't even know how to feel," I said, wondering after I'd said it, why. Why did I just tell her that? The nurse balanced her tray and gave me a look of sympathy. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" I thought about it for a long while and decided, "no, not everything at least."The nurse smiled. She had such kind eyes and an equally kind smile, funny enough, she kind of reminded me of Isabella so much. They had so much similarities in their facial
LUCA'S POV. I wasn't sure if I'd heard properly. Had Marilyn just talked about Isabella? Isabella, my sister. How the heck did she get to know."How did you?" I started but then trailed off, stunned. "You know about Isabella?""Yes I do," Marilyn offered me a sad smile. "Wait... Isabella?"Scarlett questioned, she and her friend looking completely lost. "That's... What did he to her?"I couldn't respond. I couldn't say anything more actually. It was like my throat had gone completely tight and no sound could come out. What the heck was with that reaction?"What he did to all the other girls," Marilyn answered. "She used to work as an intern at the company, and your dad he... h-he was abusing her for the longest time.""Fuck," Scarlett gasped, voice shaking. "How? W-why was she? Oh my God... Dad is such an asshole."Abby looked horrified by the news too, she went over to offer Scarlett some comfort when she saw the was her friend was reacting. This was not good for Scarlett. She didn
LUCA'S POV. "Thanks so much for your time, officer," I reached out to shake hands with Raymond and he reciprocated. "It was my pleasure," he smiled. "I'm kinda pissed though, that that turned out so easy."I smirked at him, thinking the same. "Yeah, that was a waste of so much planning. I thought I was going to get my movie scene moment, but I guess not ..."Raymond chuckled. "Go back to your wife now. You don't want to miss anything, do you?""Yeah, sure I don't," I threw him a salute. "I'll see you when I see you then."I was about to leave but then he stopped me by saying,"Hey hold up."I turned around and rose an eyebrow. "What's up?"He gave me a weird look. "Aren't you a little bothered about what happened though, I mean you guys are related because of Scarlett.""What do you mean?""Ramson Damien?" He questioned. "You haven't heard yet? He's been arrested after several charges that have been pressed against him.""What?" I gasped. "How the fuck did I not hear of that yet?""
LUCA'S POV. "Why are you not scared?" Penelope asked, eyeing me from head to toe. I just shrugged. "You're not really very scary now that I know you're the one.""But you saw what I did to Scarlett," she sounded really pissed. "Wasn't that scary enough for you? I'm pointing a fucking gun to your head actually.""Yeah, I know," I stuffed my hands into my pocket and bounced on my toes. "I'm still not scared of you or that guy. Who is he anyways? Your lapdog?"The guy behind her growled at that and came towards me so fast to throw a punch. He landed the blow, but immediately he did, I got mad and decided that I could actually beat the shit out of him.He landed another blow to my cheek and then he tried again, but I dodged and realised that if I wanted to have the upper hand, I had to find a way to take him down. "You stop that now, tiger," Penelope warned, pointing the gun at the two of us, confused. I used the opportunity I got once the guy turned to look at her to my advantage. Ti