Who supports Violet?
Violet's POV “Well, I don't have a choice here. I signed a contract with him already, I just have to endure, he has paid my father's bills. What more can I ask for? I just have to endure and be patient with him, after one year we will go our separate ways,” Ava spoke in a sad tone and a dark expression.“I don't like it when people have limited choices, especially when it's my family, but these might be one of the sacrifices we will make to keep everyone happy, maybe before one year he'll love you and you guys can start a happy family, if we didn't have a corrupt system I won't have to sacrifice my freedom, I had to tell the police a few truths on the things I know about the men after our family but that's dangerous, too dangerous, my dad called me before I was kidnapped and told me to take care of his family, at first I didn't understand why he told me that, but after what I went through in these past weeks I now understand, if he didn't trust me to do it he wouldn't call me,” Ava r
Vincenzo's POV The door of the room where I sat opened and I lifted my head to see Mrs Connor coming in. The room was dark so I clicked my hands and the lights were turned on. Mrs Connor was instantly startled. I heard her gasping in shock as her spirit almost left her body, utterly surprised to find someone in her house.Holding her chest and trying to calm herself from the shock she was feeling I decided to give her time to brace herself but from the look of things I saw she didn't want that because the next thing that came out of her mouth paranoid me.“What are you doing in my house, you thief? Get out before I call the police?” She gritted with anger. I expected her reaction because anyone would react that way but calling me a thief? When I checked her net worth she wasn't worth more than 200 million dollars and that was because she was involved in a very shitty business.“Is that how you talk to your visitors? You just call them thieves without even being courteous to them or e
Violet's POV We were in the courtroom, my heart was pounding violently in my chest, my defense lawyer and the prosecutor have been in a debate on my case, the detective help me out like he said he would and I'm grateful it's just this faze and I'll start thinking less hopefully, because of too much thinking I haven't had a good sleep for days, I think about my father each time, I don't even know if he is safe or worse dead as they are unable to find him with all the resources and men Vincenzo has, I just hope he doesn't get caught, Ava who was brought to court to explain how she perceived I and Serena's relationship almost fucked my whole plans, she just kept crying the whole time, I too cried, but I'm glad the Judge perceived her tears as pain and felt for empathy for her.“So, Miss Violet Thomas, as you must know, you have been charged with aggravated assault, which before the law is to be considered as first-degree murder, with the evidence presented by the prosecutors and the test
(Third person POV)Ava picked up her phone and dialed Olivia's number, she had called Olivia too many times but there was no response she knew she was busy but she needed someone to talk to and share how she felt at that moment, after the call rang with no response again Ava just tossed the phone to the side of the bed and drifted into sleep.Sleep, yes, that's the only thing she does in this house if she's not watching a movie, or if she's not in the gym, or if she is not looking at her hands and legs.Being a pretend wife was a big job for Ava because she was asked to resign from work and be in the house all day, meanwhile, Damien would leave the house early and come back late at night when she had already fallen asleep, it's not like she wanted him to be around all the time but at least spend some time with her, he was the one who brought her here at least they could talk some things out and how her life with him would be for the next one year, truthfully it was a hard one for Ava t
(Third person POV)“Hope your night was good?” Damien asked sweetly, trying to establish a friendly and humorous ambience.“Yes….it was,” Ava answered reluctantly, still trying to figure out why Damien was being strangely sweet.“Okay, so we are at the second phase of our marriage….” Ava nodded hesitantly, her eyes fixed on Damien, “Today we will be visiting my parents, I need you to get dressed, the car is waiting for us,” he said, tucking his hands in his pocket.“What? Why didn't you tell me?” Ava snapped, she just got up, she hadn't dressed up, she didn't prepare to see anyone today, she didn't set out clothes for anything and Damien was telling her that she was going to see his parents when he himself said they'll be tough people to handle, was he setting her up for destruction?‘He wouldn't do that, his two million dollars was on the line’ Ava convinced herself.“You were already asleep when I came back yesterday that's why I didn't tell you, I'm sorry but you have to improvise,”
(Third person POV)Ava saw the maids of the household approaching with the food in their hands and she was shocked when she saw her mother amongst them, it felt to Ava like a dream but she knew it was not a dream, then she asked herself, ‘What is my mother doing here? Serving as a maid?’ Ava didn't speak aloud there but her mind was in complete chaos as she looked at her mother.Her eyes trailed her mother as she joined the other maids to serve them, despite Ava's mother's attempt to stop her daughter from looking at her like that Ava was too shocked to look away, her eyes still followed her mother as she went back inside the kitchen.She forgot that she was in front of her in-laws and she didn't realize her mouth was open until Damien leaned close to her and whisper-gritted ‘What are you looking at like a lost child?’ and Ava shivered, jolting out of her daze.When she refocused her gaze on the table that was when she realized the disdainful look Damien's family were giving her, she
(Third person POV)Ava's mother engulfed her daughter in another hug, she hugged her daughter tightly, thanking God for giving her a considerate daughter.“Thank you, thank you for saving his life, I thought he was dead. I thought I was a window. Thank you for saving me from that pain. Please take care of him till he is back on his feet okay. What about Serena?” Ava's smile instantly faltered, knowing what Serena's death had caused was enough reason to be moody, the most scary part was how Ava would explain in detail what happened without her mother freaking out.“Serena…..” Ava was having difficulty in putting words together to explain what happened, they were talking in hushed tones so that no one would hear them.“She didn't survive? She was the one who got shot. It would have been a miracle if she survived,” Ava's mother said shrugging, she thought she had lost her family forever but in this case, half bread is better than none.“Mom, it's not that…” Ava was trying hard to tell he
(Third person POV)The Next Day Ava was in the back seat of the car anxiously waiting for Olivia to come outside, they had agreed to both go see her father and Violet.“Why is she wasting so much time?” Ava muttered nervously looking around if she would see her friend coming out of the school.Their car was parked at the roadside near the school axis, she was given a driver to take her wherever she wanted and Damien had warned her to be home before it's 5 pm, Ava was getting anxious and worried because she didn't want to disobey her husband and lose the chance of seeing her loved ones, she couldn't also go anywhere without Olivia but what's life without an Olivia.She threw her gaze forward and she saw Olivia hurrying towards their car, she released a breath she didn't know she was holding, her heartbeat that was palpitating calmed, and Olivia knocked at the window of the back seat.Ava quickly opened it, “Girl, What took you so long? You made me panic,” Ava frowned.“I'm so sorry, h
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