Venessa's pov
After my lunch with Vincent, it feels so strange calling by his name, I'm so used to calling him grey eyed monster. Everything's indeed happening too fast. I can't believe that I'm getting married in a few days as Vincent said the sooner the better, and of course I couldn't say no.
While we were in the car driving back to the diner, Vincent said that from today, he would come every morning to my apartment to drive me to the diner and after my shift he would drive me back.
I tried so hard to persuade him that it was not needed but he won't just agree, he's hella stubborn. But on the brighter side it also means that I would be seeing him more often.
Sis, you'll be getting married to him, you'll see him more than often. Says inner Venessa, that girl keeps rubbing it to my face that I'm getting married, and as much I want to forget it for some time, I jus
Venessa's P.O.VI shot up from my bed and looked at my phone to see what time it was and the moment I saw the time, I felt like slapping myself. I only had 15 minutes to get ready.Who told you to stay up so late, now look you're late. I told myself mentally with a great urge to pull my hair in frustration.A groan escaped from my lips as I felt like skipping work today as I'm dead ass sure that I would never make it at time but then I remember Andrew, I have to tell him about me and Vincent.Just as I was about to enter the bathroom to get ready, the sound of the doorbell ringing made me stop on my track.Who could it be? It's still so early. I paddled out of my bedroom to open the door, taking my sweet time as I was still a bit sleepy.Pulling the door opened, my eyes widened, now gone the sleepiness. I felt wide awake
Vincent's P.O.VAfter dropping rose back to the diner, I went back to my office and he moment I entered the door, the two idiots are already there waiting for me with stupid grins on their faces." What did she say?" ," Did she agree?" Ask Marco and Alex at the same time, and by the smile on my face, I'm sure enough that they already got their answers."Better start the preparations and do you have any news about the Russians?" I questioned both of them, mentally embracing myself."All that I can say is that we better be hurrying, it's just a matter of time before they get to know about her '' replied Marco with a serious expression on his face.I nodded my head at him, agreeing with what he said."Vince, I suggest you that once you marry her, you must hide her, what I mean to say is that I think we should get back to Italy and sta
Venessa's P.O.VThe moment I entered the diner, I was welcomed by the stares and glares from every customer and staff especially the girls.To add, they weren't even bothering to lower their voices as they talked shamelessly about me." What a gold digger", " Just look at her!, she doesn't even look that good" and so on.I stared down at my shoes, feeling ashamed and heartbroken, as memories during my high school started to hit me with full force.I felt the tears gathering at the corner of my eyes, ready to fall anytime soon but, sadly this time mama won't be here to wipe them away.I glanced up at Mario and it seems like he's the only person here in the diner that doesn't hate or disgusted by my existence at the moment.He stood there at the cashier smiling at me like a father encouraging her daughter to carry on the re
Vincent P.O.VFixing my tie, I hastily left my office to meet Rose. She has no idea that I would be coming.It's basically her break time, which means she would have some time to spend with me.Entering the elevator, I couldn't keep the excitement roaring inside me, making me feel giddy like a teenager.Exiting the building, I strode directly to my car wasting no time to drive to the diner.Upon my arrival at the diner, as always and as usual everyone fell silent and stared at me with widened eyes as if they couldn't believe that it was actually me.What is exactly wrong with these people? "Where is she?" I inquired Mario who's standing at the cashier going through the computer in front of him."I gave her a day off today" he answered to me, knowing too well whom I was talking abo
Venessa's P.O.VAfter coming home from the diner, there I lay on the couch with the Harry Potter series playing in the tv in front of me, and no matter how many times I've already watched it, I don't know why but it always seems new and exciting to me, it never gets old.And as much I'm enjoying the movie playing in front of me, I still couldn't get over with the conversation I had with Andrew, it keeps on coming back into my mind, especially when he said that I'm gonna regret it.What did I even do? and what am I gonna regret?I still can't believe what happened.I thought I could trust him. I used to rely on him, but I guess they're right, nothing lasts forever, just like our friendship and soon my marriage.I couldn't help the sigh escaping from my lips, as I ponder what I even did to deserve this, firs
Previously."fidati di me amore mio, anche se mi costringo a smettere di preoccuparmi per te, non posso proprio." He says in Italian making me wonder what he just said.Venessa's P.O.VI lifted my head up to him with a frown in my face wondering what he just said.Should I ask him? Or what? I debated mentally.I didn't understand what he said but there's something inside me that felt as if... I don't know, I'm confused whether to trust him or not but he looks like he really cares about me.I looked up to him once again, too lost in my own thoughts. All of a sudden, I felt a caress on my arm.I glanced at it to see that he's looking at the bruise that formed when Andrew grabbed it too tight.He looked at it, examining it closely with his
Venessa's P.O.VI woke up by the sun shining bright through the curtains, directly into my eyes.I squinted my eyes together, trying to block out the sunlight as I let out a yawn and stretching my arms.I sat up and leaned against my headboard, thinking about last night. My eyes immediately widened while I frantically looked around my room.How the hell did I get in here? I questioned myself, searching for any type of clue that last night was not just a dream.Please don't tell me it's a dream. I prayed when my eyes fell upon the bedside table at my left, where a bright yellow note sat.A small smile formed on my face, thank god. I said as I reached over the note to read what it said."Sorry my love, I had to leave for an important meeting. Get ready I'm picking you for lunch and we'll discuss our weddi
Vincent's P.O.VThe moment little rose opened the door, it was lucid that she wasn't expecting me but she quickly recovered and quickly let me in.Once inside, I went over to the coach and made myself comfortable. I look over to the television in front me and see a movie playing about the boy who lived, I snickered mentally.It's a miracle that I still remember that guy.Making myself comfortable, and patted the couch, indicating rose to sit with me, which she did but hesitantly and I didn't fail to notice that.Once she was sitting beside me, I shamelessly took in her scent, she smells divinely, shea butter with a hint of mint. I'm not gonna lie, it's addicting making me want for more, but then suddenly, I remembered the reason why I was there for.I took in deep breaths not wanting to snap at her, I have
Venessa's P.O.VOpening my eyes, I laid still in my bed watching the sunrise through the window. My thoughts drifted back with my conversation with Vincent, I thought he would call back but unfortunately; he didn't. I don't exactly know what I want, but I wanted him to call back and force me to talk about what's bothering me.Dragging my body towards the bathroom, I looked at myself at the mirror tracing the bruises I got from Andrew and Leonardo, they're slowly fading away and it is not as dark as it was before but it was still visible, if you would look closely enough.After taking a quick shower, I got dressed and headed downstairs as quietly as I can, since Lynda and Mario are still sleeping. It's still pretty early but I have to go early as I'm opening the diner and also because I can't even go to sleep no matter how hard I tried.Putting on my coat, I head outside and suddenly get slapped by the c
Vincent's P.O.VShe hanged up! She did not even f*cking bothered about what I want to say and it pissed me; it made me so angry that I gripped the phone tight as if it can lessen the anger I'm feeling, but it didn't. I want to kill someone.Standing up, I threw the phone across the wall, feeling the beast inside me waking up. A growl escaped from my mouth as I looked around the room frantically for that piece of f*cking papers. What the f*ck is this shit about?.Advancing towards the corner of the room where the broken bedside table sat, a white folded paper that laid at the floor caught my attention. I bent and picked it up with my hands slightly trembling. I just hope it's not a divorce paper.Unfolding the creased papers, my eyes hastily scanned the entire paper and as once I did, relief flooded inside me but at the same time, I can't help but feel curious about what on hell i
Vincent's P.O.VThese last few days have been chaotic. There's something going wrong with the shipping and someone's leaking information. I'm going crazy, I can't even sleep properly, and on top of that mi rosa left me because of my stupidness.I can't get her face out of my head how she looked when she saw me kissing the maid. I feel ashamed of my own actions. I don't know what came over me for doing what I did.I was too pressurized with work and I remember drinking to ease myself a little, but that maid suddenly came inside, sat at my lap, and started to unbutton my shirt. She started kissing me and just about I was to push her, Venessa saw us.She looked heartbroken and her eyes glistened with tears, she so looked betrayed.And when I followed her to the room, I saw her packing. My hands shook and my heart pounded hard. "Please don't leave me, please don't" were
Venessa's P.O.VReaching Mario's house, I tried my best to flatten my unruly hair. I look like a mess, well; I am a mess. But I don't want Mario and Lynda to worry about me.Pulling the door open, they immediately fill my ears with Mario's laughter. I walked inside and saw that he and Lynda are sitting at the coach conversing with each other animatedly while I stood by the door not wanting to be seen as I can't help but admire both of them and their love for each other.Lynda spotted me and dragged me to sit with them. Which I couldn't deny."Did you have your dinner, my Rosa?"Mario questioned, caressing my hand that is holding his fragile one."Yes, I did. Did you have yours?" I lied, looking away not wanting to get caught.Mario however put his hand on my chin making me look at him, but I don't want to look at him as my heart breaks every
Venessa's P.O.VWearing my diner uniform, I headed downstairs and saw Lynda cooking breakfast. I approached her and greeted her with a good morning and with a smile on my face."Good morning sweetie, did you sleep well?" She questioned, looking at my pale face and dark circles, making me feel conscious as I didn't even bother to cover them up."Yeah, I slept well. Thank you for asking. Where's Mario by the way." I replied trying to make her stop questions, not that I want to share it with her, it's just I don't want to talk about it right now as I don't want to ruin my mood furthermore."He's still in bed. I'm really worried about him" Lynda replied, sadness lacing in her voice and a tear fell from her eyes. I pulled her into a hug and wipe her tears away.''He's going to be fine, don't worry'', I whispered feeling awful just thinking about Mari
Previously.Please tell me you're not serious." He said above whisper looking right into my soul and I can't help but stare right back, still can't believe that he's still the same Vincent whom I thought loves me unconditionally and who's willing to do everything for me.What if he doesn't really love me and what if he is cheating at me from the very first?.Present.Venessa's P.O.VLooking at the man in front of me, I can't help but feel heartbroken. He looks tired, his eyes bloodshot red, and has bags around them. He held my arms, looking at me helplessly with his shoulders slumped. I want to help him, help him lessen his agony, and help him ease his pain. But what about my pain?"Please don't leave. Let me explain please." He begged but I don't want to listen to him. I don't want to hear hi
Venessa's POV.Driving back home, my little brain still couldn't register what was happening. Everything's happening too fast. First I met up with Andrew, got myself kidnapped and beaten up and now I'm being dropped off to my home, which is really considerate of them. They could have left me all alone on the streets in the dark but they didn't.Too caught up with my own thoughts, I didn't realise that Andrew was talking to me until he placed his hand on top of mine making me quickly pull my hand away, making him chuckle." would be careful if I were you, Venessa" he laughed but I paid no heed to him. "But anyways, feel free to come to me though, if Vincent gets tired of you". He added making my head snap towards his direction."In your dreams, Andrew. I'd rather die than come to you again. You're the biggest snake, I have ever seen." I spat gripping the papers in my hand so tight.
Venessa's P.O.V"Tsk, tsk, task." A sound erupted at the door, making my and Andrew's head snap towards it. There stood Leonardo, leaning against the door, clearly enjoying the sight in front of him. Andrew let go of my hair making me sigh in content but my scalp still hurts though.Advancing to
Venessa's P.O.VOpening my eyes, I couldn't help but wince by how my head is throbbing with pain. Sitting up, I look at my surroundings and feel my hands shake and my heart starts to pounder. I'm definitely not at mine and Vincent's room.