"It’s not about being perfect. It’s not about where you get yourself in the end. There’s power in allowing yourself to be known and heard, in owning your unique story, in using your authentic voice." "Becoming" — Michelle Obama. "She's beautiful, isn't she?" Anthony spoke as the waiter was pouring more wine into my glass, he was not the same one that had attended to us earlier. "Pardon?" He replied turning to face him. "I asked you if she was beautiful." He repeated calmly. “That was my question.” "Y-Ye-yes she is." The man stuttered looking scared under Anthony's threatening yet calm glare. “Name?” “Sir?” The waiter stared at Anthony as he tried to comprehend what he was asking of him "Your name, What is your name?" He clarified. "I-I- Ivan, m-my name is Ivan." "Well Ivan, I strongly suggest you stop drooling over what doesn’t belong to you, she's mine and you will never not even in your dreams have her or meet her standards." He seethed. "Anthony-" I narrowed my eyes at hi
"Never do anything when you are in a temper, for you will do everything wrong."~Baltasar Gracian13 years ago"I hate you two!" Charlotte yelled at her brothers as they got out of the car."Char, we already apologized!" Landon yelled back"Stop yelling you idiot, she won't forgive us." Peyton hit his brother."I'm not forgiving you no matter what!" Charlotte stormed to her room and locked the door."Char!" The boys called after her."Leave her alone boys." Miranda their mum told them."But mummy, what we did was for her own good." Landon explained."Yeah, it's not our fault he's a wimp." Peyton added."Let's go, you can tell me all about what you did in the kitchen." Miranda sighed.They all walked into the kitchen, the boys sat on the kitchen island while Miranda started making dinner."So it all begun with a boy?" Miranda asked."Yes.""An ugly one at that." Peyton wrinkled his small nose causing Miranda to stifle a laugh. "It's not funny mummy, he really is ugly.""Even spice is b
Endings are not always bad. Most times they're just beginnings in disguise. ~Kim Harrison7 years ago"I'm so confused, what should I wear, this or this." Charlotte sighed exasperatedly as she showed her best friend 4 different black dresses."I'm not sure either bestie, they all look fabulous on you." Ingrid sighed."Charlotte hurry up, we need to leave!" Her father called from outside."OK!" She responded before turning back to her dresses."Honey, we need to leave." Miranda knocked on the door."Come in mummy.""Why are you not dresses yet Charlotte?" Her mother stared with disbelief at her daughter who was only in a robe. “It’s been over 30 minutes.”"I’m having trouble choosing the right dress." She sighed "this one makes looks formal but classy." She lifted a black tea length dress. “This one brings out my breast." She lifted a black sweetheart neckline dress with deep V-neck and her mother cocked her eyebrow at the dress, she knew how the men would react to seeing her in it. "
"It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest I go to than I have ever known"~A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens CharlotteAfter having lunch with my two and talking about random stuff, my driver took us to the mall and we did a little shopping.It was now getting dark so we decided to have or dinner before my driver dropped them off to their apartments them took me home."Thank you." I told him after he helped me out of the car. "And have one of the maids take the bags to my room.""Alright." he nodded.I walked off to the entrance of the house and typed in a code into the electronic lock my father had installed a while ago and it opened."Finally you decide to show up." An all too familiar baritone voice spoke."Matty!" I screamed running to hug the guy I had seen in a long time."I missed you too love." He chuckled hugging me tighter as I closed my eyes leaning into his embrace."Ehem" someone obviously a man cle
"To transform yourself is to transform your destiny." ~ Laura EsquivelCharlotte"Hi." was all I could say manage to say, embarrassed at the memory of our last physical encounter.He didn't bother to respond and just walked back into the living room."Why is your brother always such an asshole." I huffed. "It's his nature." Matteo laughed."I didn't know you were coming, why didn't you tell me." I complained as we walked into the living room.“Fernanda!" I squealed and rushed to hug the woman in front of me."Sweetheart." she hugged me back."Hiii." I beamed at Alessandro before hugging him, he was never much of a hugger but I always hugged him every chance I got."Pumpkin." he smiled."Why did no one tell me you were coming?" I whined to my father."Because they wanted to surprise you." Dad smiled."Well this is the best one I've gotten in a long time." I beamed."You've grown so big.” Fernanda playfully pinched my cheeks and my cheeks turned into a bright shade of red."Babe stop
"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."~Wuthering Heights, Emily BronteAnthony"Hey." Matteo smiled as he walked into my office with a tray food in his hands."Hi." I responded with all my attention still focused on the file I was going through."Mum told me to bring you dinner." he spoke"Is the shit you smoke now affecting your eyesight too." I snarled as he almost put the tray on my paperwork."What have I done." he huffed"Are you blind or can't you just see that you are putting the tray on my paperwork." "Oh sorry" he moved the files and set the tray down before taking a seat in front of me."There's raspberry cream cake." he told me."OK." I nodded."Taste it, I know it's your favorite and it’s baked to perfection, the exact way you like it." "Later." "Come on, just a bit." he got the plate with cake on it and set it in front of me before putting a desert spoon in my hands. "Just taste it.""If I do, you better leave me alone, I'm busy." I told him and
What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us. ~Ralph Waldo EmersonCharlotte"Hey." I said, finally mastering some courage and walking over to where Anthony was seated completely engrossed in whatever was in the black colored manila paper folder."What do you want?" He asked rudely not even bothering to spare as much as a glance my way."You’re so rude." I rolled my eyes before taking a seat opposite him.I knew for a fact he didn’t want me there but seeing him so serious gave me the desire to bother him. Anthony was always serious but this was the first time I was seeing him doing actual work and it intrigued me."I don't have the slightest idea of what we are going to do in London." I spoke after minutes of blabbering and him not giving me the attention I desired."Did your boyfriend not explain to you?” He grumbled.Anthony always had a tendency of calling Matteo my boyfriend, I tried making the fact that we are not together countle
If you will think about what you ought to do for other people, your character will take care of itself. Character is a byproduct, and any man who devotes himself to its cultivation in his own case will become a selfish prig. ~Woodrow WilsonCharlotteWaking up extra early so as to get ready for work because Anthony had informed Julio to tell me that I should be ready by 7:30am because we would be leaving at 8am. My first week in first week had gone by quite slow and I had barely seen Anthony and apart from strolling around the Villa, I never really had anything to interesting to do. I was bored to death and finally getting to leave the estate since I got here excited me.Pushing my feet off the bed, I decided to get started with the hardest part of getting ready which is picking out the perfect outfit. My father always said ones appearance spoke louder than their actions when making a first impression, he also said first impressions were everything. Carefully looking through the form