*Third person POV* “Okay, sorry guys, I had to round up with the juniors,” Olivia said as she rushed into the class.As she settled her books on the table and looked up she noticed that nobody was in the class.“God! Where are these students?” She asked herself, shaking her head in disappointment.Suddenly students came out from all corners shouting “Happy birthday” , popping balloons and shouting happily, Olivia startled at first.“Who's birthday is it?” Olivia asked herself.Tristan came out of the midst of the students with a cake at hand with lit candles around it and his best smile.Olivia was stunned by what was happening before her, Tristan settled the cake in front of her.“Happy birthday, Miss Olivia,” Tristan said with a cocky grin, kissing Olivia on the cheek without her permission. Olivia was too stunned by all that happened to care about a little peck.“So it's my birthday?” She muttered to herself, battering her lashes she shook herself out of her daze, “fuck my life, I
Violet's POV.I open my eyes and I'm greeted by a smile from the man I love the most, his eyes boring into mine lovingly, I can't help but blush at the feeling of being loved by this man.I lay facing him while his hand was wrapped protectively around my waist keeping me in place, today he woke up before me and only God knows how long he has been watching me.My eyes trailed down his body, his chest was bare, His well-sculpted chest, trained abs, and packs were a pleasant sight to behold not that it was my first time seeing him without a shirt or like I was yearning to see him naked, the honest truth is I never get enough of him, I don't think I will, he's everything a woman can ask for and sometimes I feel like I don't deserve him, but then he is mine, he may not have told me he loved me verbally but his actions show it, his body language, his thoughtfulness towards me, his loving gaze and gifts, the quality time he has been spending with me deepens my love for him each day.It feels
Vincenzo's POV Whatever the reason Violet woke up with a wild imagination this morning isn't something I'm prepared for.I hissed, anger cursing through my veins after she shut the door with a force that could divide it if not that it was carefully constructed with high-quality wood.Everything just happened so fast and I didn't get a chance to explain myself to her, she wasn't even ready to listen to me, worse she said I mentioned Melinda in my sleep, I had a dream last night where I saw Melinda but I didn't want to share the dream with here, it had nothing to do with our relationship that's why I didn't tell her and with the look of things how do I explain that I'm not seeing Melinda.I can't just run after her not knowing what to say in my defense, but her anger has a way of disorienting and destabilizing me, my breaths ragged and uneven, sweat trickling down my temples as I think of how to resolve this crazy situation this morning.Maybe I should tell her the truth, she deserves t
Vincenzo's POV In the hospital, sitting beside Violet with my tear filled face I can't help but hate myself for not telling her the truth that morning, after she got stabbed as usual I want to get answers for everything I did my research and I found out Violet stabbed herself.I have asked myself series of questions but only one thing has been on my mind, maybe she was more hurt than I thought, but what triggered it? Did Melinda do anything to her that wasn't caught on camera, my imagination ran wild, I searched for anything that I could hold firm the resin she stabbed herself but I couldn't find, she's the only one who can tell me the reason why she did what she did but she has been in a coma for three weeks and honestly, sometimes it feels like I'm never going to see her again.It feels like I've lost a family member, a part of my life, I feel miserable, I hated to cry but whenever I see her lying in this bed not shaking, moving or giving any signs of life, it hurts my heart so bad
Violet's POV As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by the bright light in the room, I blinked to adjust to the light.I pulled the oxygen mask off my face, so I could breathe well, the IV on my hand didn't go unnoticed, as I tried to sit up the pain in my stomach was I reminder that I tried to commit suicide, but then something caught my attention, someone laying next to me, with the confusion, anger and disorientation cursing through me all at once I tugged the person's hair with all my strength.He looked up and I discovered it was Vincenzo, I felt my blood boil. Even if I wasn't feeling so strong, I felt angered as my eyes met with his, cause what in the name of God is he doing here?“Sweetheart, You're awake?...” He muttered, his eyes soft, gleaming with what I would call genuine happiness, that was if I didn't know who he was, ‘Pretender of the season.’“Don't call me that!” I snapped, I could tell he was just on time to save me ass again, what for? “Why am I not dead?” “Hey, don't
Violet's POV In the car, going back home from the hospital, Vincenzo had me lying on his lap, I couldn't help but think about what lay ahead, still being with him, if I was getting myself into more trouble or if I was doing the right thing, the truth is I love him deeply and it hurts because I don't know if it’s right, And now I don't want to leave.I saw the pain in his eyes when he told me that we lost a baby due to the stab, I felt bad and guilty for look killing my first baby, but I didn't know I was already pregnant, the part that even breaks my heart the more is the part where the doctor's says I will have trouble conceiving again as the incident affected my womb.Vincenzo has been encouraging me and telling me not to think too much about what the doctor told me, he makes sure to tell me how much he loves me with or without any child, but I get even more worried, that he might be saying it now without giving it much thought, but how will he feel if we eventually end up together,
Violet's POV Vincenzo stopped the car in front of a building I guessed to be the spa shop, as I looked up, I saw “Spa” engraved at the top of the building with white glittery letters.I moved to open the door for myself but Vincenzo's voice made me pause, “You shouldn't worry about that I'll open it for you, just sit back,” a blush crept unto my cheeks and I just sat back and relaxed.He came down, circled the car, and opened the car door for me. “Thank you,” I muttered. I took his hand he held out to support me.Once I touched down, I tried to adjust my clothes, “You're welcome, Ma'am,” he chimed and we both chuckled. He saw I was ready. He held out his hand for me again and I took and we walked hand in hand into the spa.As we stepped into the place, I was amazed by the interiors, white with little touches of pink and black, so it wouldn't look too girlie, art hanging on the walls, and the fresh smell of lavender wafted from the inside.Everyone was busy, I took my time to take in
Violet's POV As I came back, Mrs Maria. Didn't stop commending my look, she was shocked by my new transformation, it even boosted my confidence in a way.But Vincenzo was not back yet. It was hard to stay calm, I was worried, Mrs. Maria's company helped me suppress my anxiety because I was really bothered.“Hello beautiful,” I heard a strong voice I know too well whisper in my ear, his vanilla scent eluded my senses and every trace of anxiety instantly vanished.I turned to be sure it was him and to be sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me, I turned on the island stool I sat on and there he was opening his arms to hug me.I didn't let another second pass before hugging him, he had no idea how much I've missed him even if it's just been a few hours.“Oh, my baby,” he muttered chuckling, as our bodies were pressed tightly against each other in a hearty hug.“I missed you,” he muttered, kissing my temple as he disengaged from the hug.“I missed you too,” I mumbled, frowning.“You sai
Vincenzo's POV “Why do you ask that?” I stop in my tracks, going back to her; I take a seat beside her. “Because I want to be sure you're doing things because you want it, not because you want to please me,” she said, I see tears run down her cheeks. I instinctively used my thumb to wipe them off, “Hey don't say that, I'm pleasing you, yes, but I want this, why wait longer? Why wait for another year? I want to make you mine. I hope you're happy with that. You said you wanted a future with me in it, have you changed your mind now?” I hold up her chin so I can see her face. “No, I still want a future with you, I just get scared sometimes you know,” she gives me a weak smile. I open my arms and embrace her, she still sobs silently, her shoulders shaking beneath my hold. “You don't have to worry about anything, I got you, nothing will happen to you, okay, I'll always protect you,” I assure her, stroking her hair that's balanced under my chin softly. Whenever I assure her that I'll
Vincenzo's POV Violet tugged the hem of my shirt slightly to get my attention and I tilted to look at her. “What is it?” I asked, creasing my brow as I noticed the faint discomfort on her face, the last time I checked she was clapping at the performance of one of the guest artists. “I want to use the restroom,” She says, leaning close to my ear. I used my hands to give the guard behind me a sign to lean forward, he understood the sign and leaned close. “Take her to the convenience,” I say to him with a fixed voice, he nodded and escorted Violet and they followed a close exit. Once Violet and the guards were out of sight I took my gaze back to the lady speaking on stage “So we just have a few things on our list….” She says scanning through the small long card she is holding, she looks back up, “And we will come to a close for today's meeting,” she says looking with a beam. The words she says catches my attention for a moment but after a few minutes they started sounding like dis
Chapter 129Violet's POV My left fingers intertwined in Vincenzo's hands as we drove to the event place, Vincenzo had kissed the back of my hand one million times.He does it absentmindedly because his eyes are on the road, my eyes are fixed on him but his eyes are focused somewhere else, looking out the window like he is thinking of something, I wonder what he might be thinking of, I guess it has to do with me because he subconsciously kisses my hand like I'm going to run away.After watching him for a while I decided to break the eerie silence.“Vincenzo,” I called him and he shook slightly, I think I guessed right, he quivered like he was pulled back from a train of intense thoughts. If I'm not mistaken I see an obvious sign of worry in his expression, maybe something else but that's what I think.“Yes….” He muttered in a low and almost inaudible voice, looking into my eyes with his baby gray eyes, for a moment I locked my gaze on him, and I reached to touch his chin, my blue eyes
Violet's POV “Hello, my Dear,” the perky lady rises from her seat, immediately she sets her eyes on me, and opens her arms to hug me.I'm quite taken aback by her strange humor but I manage to hide my discomfort as she engulfs me in a warm hug.“Oh my goodness, YOU. ARE. SO. BEAUTIFUL.” she says with a hint of admiration after disengaging from the hug, her eyes checking me out from head to toe as she holds my upper arm with both hands.Her aura is friendly and welcoming but I can't bring myself to just trust or like her because she's friendly. I guess I've developed trust issues for strangers after the incident with the detective.The lady is like two inches taller than me, she has doll-like green eyes, her round smooth face with faint freckles looks like she goes to the spa every weekend, she is a red-hair blonde, her hair is well trimmed on the edges and they drop equally above her shoulders, she has tan skin, moderate double D’s like me likewise her hips, her short pants gives me a
Violet's POV I stared at my phone screen helplessly as I lay on my bed. I couldn't help the feeling of being ignored by Vincenzo, I don't even know if that's the right word to use. Why isn't he taking my calls? This is the tenth time in a row in the last 5 minutes that I called him and he hasn't picked up one call. I know he wouldn't ignore me on purpose but I'm just worried when he doesn't take my calls, is it normal? Or am I worrying too much? I can't help the sense of abandonment that simmers into my mind when I don't get to speak to him when I want to, Maybe that's how I'm wired.I exhale deeply, dropping the phone to the side as I lay on my bed, looking above me, watching the high ceiling, every column and corner of it, the magnitude compared to that of my old room at home, its apparent white color, gleaming above me.I picked up my phone from my side again and clutched it tightly to my chest. I let out another breath. I just needed to ease my mind. All I wanted was to talk to V
Violet's POV I help Mrs Maria. and the other maids with the cleaning, that's one of the things I do to assist the maids and they show gratitude for my support to them. I take up the part of cleaning the kitchen floors while the other maids take up cleaning the dishes and the other jobs in the house.While I did my own portion, my thoughts raced back to last night, my moments with Vincenzo and I smiled, I remember how happy Mrs Maria and the maids were very happy when they saw the ring on my finger, Mrs Maria was so ecstatic, she kept hugging and congratulating me and I wished this happiness never ends.This was not the kind of engagement I envisioned for myself, I wanted an engagement party where close friends and family gather to celebrate me and whoever I was engaged to, but the grim truth is that with the situation of things my happiness is the most luxurious thing I won that I should put first before my fantasy.According to Vincenzo last night, all we need is us. From now on I wo
Violet's POV His hands softly grinding my hips roughly against his body, his right hand clutching my neck tightly from behind me, his left hand grabbing one of my butt cheeks, while my both hands were wrapped around his neck digging into his soft, silky, and black hair.He grabbed the back of my neck tighter forcing me to open my eyes which were closed as I let myself get lost in the moment, the sexual tension between us got intense, and I bit my bottom lip stifling the moans that threatened to come out.I opened my eyes to look at him, my whole body was on fire for something only he can give, no matter how I tried to control my emotions I couldn't seize the crazy moans that left me, sending signals to Vincenzo that he was arousing me.“Baby, do you want this?” He breathed on my lips, grazing it teasingly with his full lips.“Of course…” my voice dropped in an octave, “I fucking want this!” I screeched as he slid his finger inside my cunt, stroking it mercilessly.“Ahhh…ssss….hmmm,”
Violet's POV After we came inside, he helped me take off my damp clothes and gave me his robe to wear, while he went into the bathroom to get the tub ready for the both of us.While alone in this room, I curled my toes, my eyes fixed on the ring on my finger, sparkling and teasing me with its beauty.A shy smile crept up my face, I couldn't believe this, the ring looked out of the ordinary, and I could tell it cost a fortune, the red heart-shaped diamond was sitting proudly in the band encircled with white glittery diamonds, I could look at this all day it's so beautiful, what even marveled me more was how perfectly it was fitted in my finger.I took the ring out of my finger to have a better look at it, I heard water bubbling in the bathroom and I could tell Vincenzo was damn busy.As I looked closely at the ring I noticed tiny letters written on it. I couldn't see it clearly because the room light was dim. I went close to the lamp and I turned it on, taking a better look I saw that
Violet's POV He opened the door for me as I stepped down from the car.“Thank you, gentleman,” I said jokingly and he laughed, after waiting for me to adjust my gown he held out a hand for me, I took it and we walked into the place he called a Japanese restaurant.I wore a backless chili red gown that stopped mid-thigh, with long sleeves and a small slit at the edge of the left thigh.With my diamond earrings on, my facial look was evened out, Vincenzo insisted I wear the necklace he got me, and I wore a pair of black Zara stilettos.While he wore a dark blue tuxedo, black shoes that had been polished to perfection, and his Rolex watch, he straightened his curly hair and brushed it to the back.A man standing at the entrance greeted us.“Good evening, Mr Vincenzo, may I take you to your reservation?” he asked, bowing his head, a gesture of respect.“Yes sure,” Vincenzo replied.He unlocked our hands that were intertwined and he snaked his hand at the small of my back, his touch again