God is always fair, but the world is never fair. Sometimes to defeat bad people, you must become a bad one yourself. His bloody hands rested on his knees which were spread apart. His head was bent and he looked perfect for the job. I just offered him my hand."I don't need your help. I can get up on my own."I raised an eyebrow at him and connected my hand with his. I attempted to pull him up. But, he didn't budge. I tried again, but no luck. This time, he growled. "Stop it and get lost. Leave me alone." He pointed his finger at me. I immediately caught hold of the finger and attempted to snap it, but he was quicker than me. He caught my hand which was holding his finger and twisted it so that my arm was strangling my own neck and I was pressed against his chest. We broke into a fight and in the end, we both were breathless and I was straddling him.
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My alarm rang disturbing my sleep. I cursed the alarm and got up. I saw the date on the calender and finally, I saw it was the day for my interview at Armanio Enterprises.
I brushed my teeth, took a shower, all that boring stuff. I dressed up in the outfit I picked out for the day, put in some pearls in my ears, slipped on my shoes, took my purse, locked my apartment and got in my car.
Armanio Enterprises wasn't that far from my home, so I reached there in 15 minutes. I sat in my car for a few minutes to collect my cool and got out of my car.
Okay, breathe in, breathe out Giselle. You can do this! Imagine that this is your high school part-time job and go with the flow.
I looked up and my nerves began building up once again. The building was practically a SKYSCRAPER! It's now or never. I took out my mini mirror from my hand bag and checked my appearance. My raven hair was in a sleek ponytail. My light pink lip gloss wasn't smudged anywhere. My light pink button up shirt was perfectly tucked in my black pencil skirt.
Last but not least, my green eyes had their usual shine in them. It was a miracle that my lip gloss hadn't smudged after doing what I did...... I indulged in a few donuts, I can't help it when I'm nervous. I have an advantage that I never get wider no matter how much I eat.
I checked my stilettos for any smudges and stepped out of my car. I took a deep breath and walked into the office building.
It was so classy inside. You could see your own reflection in the white marble tiles. There were leather chairs against the walls. I walked up to the receptionist and gave her a smile, which she returned.
She asked me, "How may I help you?"
"Giselle Marcello. I'm here for an interview."
She skimmed through her computer and told me to go to the top most floor. She even wished me luck. I went inside the elevator and clicked on the button number 70. The top most floor.
I waited patiently for the elevator to reach there. When I stepped out of the elevator, a warm homey feeling enveloped me. There was a great view from here and the flooring was made of some rich coffee carpet. My nerves eased a little. The air conditioning eased my nerves a bit. Who am I kidding? It eased my nerves a lot.
I knocked the door with my fist and there was an immediate reply. I entered the room and it was nothing like I expected. There was a beautiful view of the city with blue lights above the clear glass.
I expected a tall, handsome guy to be seated in the chair in front of me. Too much Wattpad. But, instead I saw a fifty-ish year old man with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He seemed very friendly, but you know the saying, 'Don't judge a book by its cover.'
He had greying hair at his sides, other than that, he looked like a fit guy.
"Please take a seat Ms. Marcello." He spoke in a gruff voice.
When I was seated, I noticed the presence of someone else in the room. He was literally a giant. He was so freaking tall, not wide, but muscular and his black hair was tousled. His back was facing me, so I can't describe him more than that. Anyways, I already have a boyfriend.
But then again, I'm just looking at him, nothing else. He was in a fitted suit. Probably Armani.
"Ah, I see you've noticed my son there."
"Yes sir. He's quite the giant if I say so myself."
Poor Mr. Armanio almost choked on his water. He cleaned the water on his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Well, that was blunt."
Just then, the giant turned around and glared at me. He had ocean blue eyes, a stubble, a sharp jaw, perfectly thick arched eyebrows and a straight sharp nose. I had to give him credit for his looks, but he didn't faze me. Well, maybe a little. Okay let's be honest. He looks like a Greek God.
"WHAT did you call me you little maggot?!"
"I recall calling you a giant Jr. Mr. Armanio."
"WHAT?!" He came closer to my chair. He looks like he's going to kill me. He glared right at me and I was leaning back in the chair as far as I could.
"Well, your father is Mr. Armanio. If I called you Mr. Armanio too, you both would get confused, so I'm calling you Jr. Mr. Armanio."
"Save your crap for later. Dad, please don't hire her." With that he left.
I didn't show my anger out and turned to face Mr. Armanio.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Armanio, if I offended you in any way."
"Oh not at all dear. His mother pampers him way too much." He chuckled at the thought of his wife.
"Me? Well, no matter how much I keep him in line, he keeps coming out." I chuckled at the thought of that.
"So let's being with the interview, now shall we?"
"Certainly sir."
He checked my resumè for about ten minutes and asked me a few questions.
It was time for the last question.
"What's your relationship status? This is a personal question, you don't have to answer it, but I'm asking you this to make sure you don't involve your love life with your work life."
"No problem sir. I only dated one guy who is my boyfriend of two years, Travis Crey. Don't worry about that sir. He lives in another state. We don't see much of eachother, but we talk at night and we visit eachother whenever possible." I gave a smile at the end.
He gave me a huge welcoming smile and gave his hand for me to shake. "Welcome to Armanio Enterprises."
Giselle's POV :"Do you take Giselle as your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?""I do. I take this ring as a sign of my love and faithfulness in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit." Venettio said.I also repeated the same vows.I was wearing a white mermaid dress with lace sleeves and a shiny belt. I even had a tiara with a really long veil. My hair was done into a chignon and I had diamond earrings. When Venettio saw me, I swear his eyes got glassy.I myself was teary, but I didn't cry for the sake of my makeup.Venettio looked delicious. He was wearing a white suit, with his hair gelled back. His sharp jaw, piercing grey eyes, high cheekbones and luscious pink lips made
Giselle's POV :"He's totally whipped." I heard someone say."Come on. Let's get you washed up. I spoiled your dress."He flung me across his shoulder and carried me upstairs.I hit his back. "I can walk you know.""It's been too long sweetheart."He dropped me in the bathroom and I closed the door and took a shower.When I finished, I wrapped a towel and came out of the bathroom.As soon as I reached the bed, I was tackled."What are you doing? Get off me!"His face was centimeters from mine."No. Hear me out. I honestly love you. I told you why I left you. It's okay if you don't want to give me a chance because I don't deserve it. But, I'm selfish Giselle. I can't bear the thought of you with someone else, nor can I imagine you with anyone else.
Giselle's POV :We quietly slipped into their warehouse. There were so many members.But, when they realize that it was us, it was chaos everywhere. There was blood, bullets, and weapons everywhere.I took down whoever I could. It was all blood and gore. I got stabbed and shot. But, the men of Devil's wrath were very strong.One could say they were a little more skilled than the other mafia. Everybody was fighting and I even spotted Tito. But, he didn't recognize me.Hell's men were going down in number. It was clear that we had the upper hand. But, even our men weren't in a good condition.I saw Venettio fighting with a man. I was approaching them, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw someone aiming his gun at Venettio.It didn't take me a heartbeat to run over to him and act as his shield. I was ready to embrace the bullet, but
Giselle's POV:He was infuriating. How dare he think of me in such a way?Anyways he doesn't have to know that the 'he's that I love is Tolo.Finally, he drove to my apartment.I was about to open the door, but he locked it."What do you want?"He put his head on his steering wheel and said, "Please tell me you were lying...about loving someone else.""I do. It's irrelevant to you.it was who you broke my heart, not the other way around.""Giselle, I thought I could move on with my life. But the thought of what I did to you, kills me everyday. The thought of you being with someone else kills me. You know why I left you?""Why?" I whispered. "You could be lying to me." I told him."I swear on my mother's grave that from here on, I'll be telling you the truth.""I do
Giselle's POV :I was in a crisis! I needed a date for the event. I was ready. I had a navy blue, floor length silky dress on and my hair was in an updo.I didn't even read that I needed a date. "Who should I call?" I asked Tolo.He barked and I said, "Awesome. I hope he comes though."I called Silvio and he picked up, "Silvio, are you free?""Yes, why?""Thank God! Will you be my date tonight? I need to go to a charity event and I need a date asap. I didn't read it before, but now I read it again and realized that I needed a partner.""Calm down Bella. I'll come. Give me 15 minutes to get ready.""Thank you so much! You're a life saver. I owe you one."We said our goodbyes and I texted him my address."Baby, he said that he'll come." Tolo licked my hand and drifted off to sleep.
Giselle's POV :I went to my car in dissapointment.I drove all the way to my apartment without stopping for even a minute.I reached my apartment and breathed in the familiar homey scent.Home sweet home. I locked the door and immediately went to the bathroom. I took off my wig and showered.I looked in the mirror and sighed. Finally, I didn't have to disguise myself anymore.I immediately went to my office and I was greeted by my employees.I thanked Celia and got to work. I was checking files all day long. Finally at night, I checked and signed a good amount of files.By the time I reached my apartment, it was 9 pm. I fell back on the bed and immediately called Chelsea.I told her each and every thing that had happened. I burst out in tears when I told her about the close proximity to Joana.
Giselle's POV :I don't remember when we had reached the house.But, my mind registered Venettio placing me on the bed.I was perspiring profusely. Ugh! Raw vodka is a bad, bad idea.I didn't want him away from me. The alcohol wasn't messing with my brain."Don't go." I caught his wrist.He came closer to me and said in the softest voice, "You're drunk sweetheart."Now I was burning with fury. I hate Joana."I hate Joana!" I voiced out loud.He looked at my shoulders and back at me with amused eyes.He picked me up and cradled my head to his chest."Who are you?" He asked me."Joana.""So you hate yourself?""Yes. I hate Joana with every inch of my skin.""In that case, I hate Joana too. Rather, I
Giselle's POV :I used my superwoman skills to reach his study. I made sure there were no cameras and went into his study, which was surprisingly open.I quickly went in and started looking through his files without making it too messy.I didn't have time to read them. I just needed to take pictures of them.At last, I finally found a file which would help me. It had a several papers. Each paper consisted a profile of the people they killed. Disgusting.It was surprising that all these profiles were men.I quickly took pictures as fast as I could and placed the file back where I found it.I was about to head out, but then I heard voices. I panicked. I quickly took shelter under the desk.I had to cover my mouth to stop the sound of my labored breathing.The handle of the room twisted and I heard f
Giselle's POV :He led me to a big spacious room which looked like a man's room."This is your room.""It looks like someone else is staying here too.""Yes. I am." He replied.I slapped him. "What do you take me for."He put his hand on his jaw and said, "I deserved that, didn't I?""You deserve much worse.""I'm sorry.""Save it."I can't believe him. My heart was breaking piece by piece after seeing his behavior. If there really was another woman instead of me, she would've already been making moves on him.He pointed to the opposite room and said, "That's your room. I'll get clothes for you by tomorrow.""You can't keep me as a prisoner here!""I'll let you go after some days. When I'm sure it's safe to let you go. I run a maf
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