FOUR YEARS LATER "Every one hasn't stopped talking about her from the day she started her modelling career. She's been dethroning all the superstars that have been in this business since forever. Some say it's because of her talent and natural flow which distinguish her from the rest, others say it's because of her beauty and great figure but isn't just what this modeling thing is all about?" she laughed. "All in all we come back asking the famous question on every one's lips is how did she become this popular and influencial within a span of two freaking years, conquering both local and international awards round the clock, maybe on of these days she might share her secret with us, but who I'm I talking about? It's none other than Leniela Morett!, the new queen of…". "Excuse me mam, we have arrrived". A man in black suit holding the car door upen remained. "Oh!". She mouthed, turning off the news on her phone. Grabbing her bag, she stepped down from the car. "Thank you". Sh
“Leniela wake up! Please wake up!”Emma cried, holding her friend’s hand, who was laying unconscious on the stretcher as they rushed inside the hospital.“What happened to the patient?” a nurse asked while they continued moving.“ I-don’t really know. We were having a few drinks and then she went to the restroom. When she didn’t return after some minutes, I went in and saw her lying on the floor,” Emma quickly explained as the tears kept falling.“This is as far as you can go miss,” the nurse said, stopping Emma while the others entered the Emergency room .“Please save her, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if anything happens to her”.“We’ll do our best miss” a man in white scrubs tapped Emma assuringly on her shoulder before rushing inside.“What’s the patient’s current status?” he asked one of the nurses while putting on his gloves.“She fainted after taking some drinks, chances are, she must have been drugged or worse poisoned”.**An hour later, Emma sat beside her friend whi
Chapter one Leniela *One week later* “Good morning Princessa” My mom’s chirpy voice greeted me as I descended the stairs clad in a yellow top and belly denim jeans alongside my hand bag. I smiled seeing her in her usual flowerish apron while setting the table. “Good morning mom” I walked towards her and kissed her cheek before taking my seat at the dinning. “Sorry i overslept mom, i couldn’t help you with breakfast” . My mom, Mrs Amalia Moretti, smiled back at me while placing some frittata in front of me. I couldn’t help but salivate as the aroma hid my nostrils. Now I feel completely guilty. My mom took the main seat then placed her hands on mine"You always help me in the kitchen, a single day shouldn’t make you feel guilty, common, eat up before it gets cold, you wouldn’t be able to eat it then". She gestured towards the plate and I chuckled, putting some pieces inside my mouth . “You know me too well, mom” “Why wouldn't I, you're my figlia,” She replied, raising her chin a
Leniela " I swear i didn't betray you Cesare, it's a misunderstanding i was only going to see a friend of mine at the publishing company". The lady begged crawling to hold his leg but one look from him made her stop where she was. " care to explain why you diverted and drove to the cemetery when you noticed you were being followed? or you have another friend of yours who works here in the cemetery" he sarcastically asked and the lady went silent. "I must say you choose a good place though. It's not like I care about your body but you made my men's work a lot easier. They don't have to stress to dispose of your body as we can just join you with any other corpse. " He remarked with a devilish smirk staring down at her. The lady was almost peeing on her pants right now, I too was shivering at how nonchalant he spoke. What could she have done that warrants such punishment? "Don't worry," he chuckled, then continued, " i'm sure they wouldn't mind your company besides it must be lonely i
"What!" Emma exclaimed, making the others who were sitting beside us to focus on us. Even Aldo who was attending to the customers turned to look at us Luckily she hadn't started drinking the juice i offered to her. If not she would have splashed it on me or worse choked on it.Yesterday I had to lie to my mom that it was one of Emma's friends who gave me a ride. Though she was pleased, she still told me to be cautious about strangers .We were sitting inside the bakery and i had to open up to Emma about what happened yesterday."I do not understand a thing. Yesterday you wanted to get into a relationship and then a few hours later you're already married!. Is there something I've been missing? Why have you been making hasty decisions lately?""Emma, someone might hear you" I cautioned."Is that even important right now?" she asked a little calm this time.." What made you do such a thing? How can you get married overnight?". she suspiciously asked and I bent my head while playing with
Cesare Ferrari My Dad took a seat on the black couch in the big living room and I did same as him on the opposite one while waiting for my concocted wife who had excused herself earlier. "She's beautiful" He smiled looking at me and my brows furrowed. Since when did he start complimenting ladies? . That isn't my concern, all that matters is my plan works. "And too innocent for you to use her for your plans" "What do you mean?" I camly asked then continued. "I got married like you wanted. What should matter now is the next step" i replied knowing he understood what I meant. He wiggled his head slowly as if he was disappointed " You and I both recall that I also said the marriage should be real now don"t we?" "If you're asking for proof, I can ask someone to bring the marriage certificate" . "The certificate isn't what I want to see. You tried your best to make it look real but you failed horribly. I studied you two earlier and the tension between you too was as clear as c
"It's finally out!" Leniela cheerfully informed her mom and Aldo as she carefully removed the last cake from the baking pan. "Uhmm, smells hummy!". Amalia moaned after the aroma hitted her nostrils. They had received a birthday cake earlier and Leniela opted to be the one to bake it. She had also baked alongside a small one for tasting too. Grabbing two plates and forks from the top cabinet, Leniela used a knife to cut some slices into each of the plates and handed it to the two and they both muttered their thank you. Leniela watched anxiously as her mom blew the cake on her spoon before putting it inside her mouth. It wasn't her first time baking a cake but the last time she did it wasn't so good. Although her mom and Aldo told her she did great she knew they didn't want to hurt her feelings which is why she mustered the courage to bake this one. "So how is it?" she asked, her eyes going inbetween Amalia and Aldo. "You really are good at this Lenie, I'm jealous that you're slo
Leniela sat on the king size bed admiring the entire strange luxurious room with a sad smile. She didn't need anyone to tell her this was Cesare's room. The red and black spreadsheets, red couch, red marble floor, curtains and most especially his intoxicating cologne explained it all. After the devil had walked out on her she couldn't do much more than glare loathfully at his large back and pack some stuff to follow him. The ride itself was pure torture as she felled like choking him first each time she saw him working on his phone without a care in the world. It made her feel really powerless over him, it was as if she was a dog barking at her owner's command. On arrival, Cesare had ordered her things to be moved inside while he himself stayed behind for reasons unknown to her. Leniela fell with her back on the bed as her mind diverted to her mom. She didn't know how her mom would take it when she hears the news, but sure she would have a heart attack first . She didn't expect t