All Chapters of Mated To His Slave: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Arianna's POVI was done with breakfast. Surprisingly, I didn't plan my morning to begin in such a rapid motion, but I don't know what to make of Giovanni who had caused me to pant around that morning like an insane woman.Well, there I went to meet my innocent mate alone, eating his breakfast peacefully as he had told me. There he had invited me for breakfast and I didn't hesitate to join him to eat with him.The other ran out immediately, and found me there with him, undisturbed, peaceful, and calm with my mate.There I felt confident, watching as Giovanni was more than humiliated, while I sat there with the upper hand. Just like Starr had stated that I acted quite dramatic with Giovanni, even I couldn't explain what happened there.I just found myself consoling him with emotions that weren't real. Was it because I was with Starr and he wouldn't hurt me without Starr's permission?I couldn't say, I just wanted to make a ridicule of him just as he had done to me that morning. And the

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Giovanni's POVIt was valid to say that the day had started off badly. On my own part, I would have succeeded with just the way I had planned to ruin Arianna's relationship with Starr, but the one who I had met to aid me in accomplishing it had ruined the productivity of my plans.In as much as the words I had uttered to her in her room was fueled by the anger of her incompetence, I was intensely true to my words when I told her of how I would certainly go with my own plans if she wasn't able to impress me with her efforts.All of my plans, all of my struggles and my meetings, my inability to have a perfect smile which would last long on my face was for the greater good. Arianna was the perfect good. If there was a word which could describe how I felt about her, then I would certainly use that word every seconds of my days. Well, there wasn't any. Yet, it wouldn't restrict me from stating that the feeling was the best I could describe.Still, just like they say, the start of a thin

Giovanni's POVThere was an iota of feeling left for Galaxy, the thoughts of missing her and so a happy feeling of finally having the space I needed to work something magical, something unique which these two love birds would never see coming.I had the best day, this time, not including the sweetness of another woman, riding and taking me to my zenith, but based on the fact that I was finally at the upper hand, having the information which even Starr could never acquire.I walked through the halls, my hands dipped into my pocket as I hummed slowly in my head and lowly audible. I slammed the door and took off my clothes, falling freely upon the bed with my hands wide open.My eyes were centered on the nice designs of the ceiling, and also at the same time, thinking of what I had heard about Arianna and her familyShe was an orphan. How I almost forgot that. But Janette had stated something that had caused me to think, to ponder. She stated clearly about some set of people known as the

Giovanni's POVI shot my eyes open as I heard the cries of the morning bird close to my window. These creatures were certainly just too blissful in their ways but for this moment, they created a disturbance that interrupted something soothing and comforting.I yawned loudly, stretching my already stiffed body on the bed. It felt so good, I could literally stretch all day. I heaved a heavy sigh as I fell back again on my bed. I couldn't resist cuddling my bed for some more seconds.I looked towards the alarm clock which sat on the side table. The time read 7:35am and the morning sky didn't reflect it. I couldn't tell if nature was against itself or it was just because the curtains were closed.I threw my feet down from the bed and walked over to the window, flinging the curtains open towards the sides as I stared into the morning sky.It was bright, it was beautiful, and the winds which blew across my face helped you dry off the sweats which drooled down my body while I slept off.But