Venessa's P.O.V
After Andrew left, I was once again left with my own thoughts. My conversation with Andrew kept on circling inside of my head, making me feel like my brain is going to burst out of my head anytime soon by not being able to keep up with my billions of thoughts.
I opened the door to my bathroom to take a shower in order to clear my mind.
After taking a shower, I got dressed and laid on my bed, and once again thinking about the grey-eyed monster. A tired sigh escaped from my lips as I closed my eyes trying hard not to think about those beautiful grey eyes as I let sleep finally took over my body.
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An irritating sound blasted from my phone indicating it's time to wake up and go to work. A groan escaped from my lips as I opened my eyes to turn off my alarm.
I lazily dragged myself to the bathroom to brush my teeth and to do my other morning rituals.
After I got dressed for work, I headed out for work. And as I strolled around the streets of New York, I noticed that I will never get used to it as I watch so many people rushing to get to their works frantically.
A faint smile made their way to my lips as I recalled how my mother and father always wanted me to see me standing on my own feet but sadly they left me by a car accident leaving me all alone in this cold, dark world.
After their death, Mario and his wife took me as their own daughter, they treated me like their own and I will be forever grateful for the things they did for me.
I remember Mario's wife Lynda once told me " You're the daughter that God never gave us" and at that moment one thing I realized was that God may have taken my parents away from me but he did make sure he gave me another.
Entering the diner the first thing I noticed is Mario. Seeing me, he lifted up his arms wanting to hug me, I went over to him and gave him a hug.
" Hi, my dear" he greeted with a warm smile on his face that I would never get tired seeing every day.
"Hello old man" I greeted back teasing him but our sweet short moment was soon broken by the bell indicating we already have a customer.
I proceeded to the locker room to change into my uniform and got ready to face the day.
Throughout the day, I kept on glancing at the door hoping to catch a glimpse of the grey-eyed monster.
I don't really know his name but after my conversation with Andrew last night I got to know that his last name is De Costello, well that's what most calls him.
Finally realizing that he won't come, I focused on my work. I don't really know what came over me that for a second I really thought he was going to come today to see me.
Oh someone has a crush my inner conscience kept telling me
"Shut up!" I whisper shouted too annoyed by her that I didn't even realize that I said it aloud enough for someone to hear me.
"Whom are you talking to?" inquired Tina which I quickly replied saying "No one".
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After my shift, I went directly home as I was too tired and couldn't wait for a nice warm bath.
While walking on the busy streets of New York, I can't help but feel as if someone's keeping an eye on me. I kept on glancing backward just to make sure no one was following me.
A sigh escaped from my lips, maybe I'm just overthinking. I keep telling myself trying to reassure that maybe I'm just too tired or too paranoid.
As I reached my apartment, I quickly strip out my clothes as my body itched to get inside the tub.
Sitting in the tub filled with warm water and bubbles, I suddenly heard my phone go off in my room.
A frown made their way in my face, who might be calling me at this time of the night?
Getting up from the tub and I wrapped a towel around my body and went to my room but as I was about to pick up my phone, it stopped ringing. I glanced down at the id number and it showed unknown.
I frowned looking at my phone thinking who it might be and just as I was about to return to the bathroom, my phone started to ring again making me jump in the process at the sudden sound.
"Hello?" I said picking up the phone but no one was speaking I looked at the screen making sure the caller didn't hang up already
" Hello?" I repeated but still, no one spoke.
I sighed, (which I tend to do a lot lately), as I hung up thinking maybe it was just a mistake and went back to the bathroom to continue my bath but then realized that it has already turned cold. So, drowning the water and I went over to my closet to wear something and laid on my bed with one thing on my mind.
Maybe it was him.
Ohhh don't be silly, why will he call you? He doesn't even know your name let alone your number, my inner self debated.
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Venessa's povIt has been exactly one week since I received that strange phone call, and ever since that night, in the back of my mind there's something that keeps telling me that I'm being followed and watched but I can't pinpoint who and why would someone do such a thing, I mean why me?Also, I started having nightmares every night and as always it would be the same. I kept having that same nightmare, where I'm being chased by someone and I keep on running towards a dark alley until I reach a valley and as always I would wake up instantly, sweating and shaking violently.The constant nightmares deprived me from sleep that I started getting bags and dark circles on my eyes.On top of that, Mario and Andrew are really worried about me, they kept on asking me whether I'm okay or not and I keep on saying that I'm fine as I don't really want them to worry about me, they already had enough on their pl
Previously,I was so caught up with my thoughts when I heard the door creak opened, but I didn't bother to look up as I thought it could be any of my co workers finally coming. But boy, I was so wrong.Venessa's P.O.V"Ehi, ecco la mia rosa", (hey, there my little rose) said a deep voice at the door making me shot my head up so fast that I thought I would break my neck.I didn't quite understand what he said, but I didn't bother much as I was too busy gaping at him.There he stood at the door, wearing a fine fitted Armani suit. At that moment, my brain completely shut down.I sat at the chair hypnotized by the Greek god standing in front of me and I would be absolutely lying, if I say that I am not enjoying the sight in front of me.I stood up from my chair almost stumbling
Venessa's P.O.VHe dragged me out of the changing room and strode towards the front door of the diner.As we reached the parking lot, I noticed that we were walking to the expensive-looking car that I saw earlier in the morning,of course, I should've known, I thought to myself, mentally rolling my eyes.All of a sudden, he stopped walking making me bump at his stone-like back."Ouchh" I whispered rubbing my forehead.He turned to look at me and muttered a small sorry.I glanced up to him seeing his face laced with concern. I didn't know mafia leaders say sorrys." What is it that you really want?," I asked him, slightly annoyed.He sighed, as he rubbed his forehead. "Get in" he stated gesturing towards the car."Excuse me? kindly tell me one good reason, why on e
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Venessa's pov"Marry me, Venessa" Upon hearing his word, I felt like someone just threw a bucket of chilly water on me. My lips were like glued together preventing me from speaking.I was speechless, how can he expect me to marry him, I mean he's a complete stranger and on top of that, he is a mafia leader."What did you just say?" I questioned him, thinking that my ears probably have deceived me."You heard what I said, love unless you have a hearing problem" he replied looking and sounding very calm and collected, which I must add.While I, on the other hand, is freaking the hell out.He just asked you to marry him, girl you're lucky, says inner Venessa, but that's not the point, why me? Ask him then, says inner Venessa rolling her eyes at me.Calming my