While watching Giovanni sleep, I lightly traced his face with my fingers. I had woken up earlier than him and couldn’t help but admire how insanely handsome he looked while he slept, but I knew I needed to get up at some point. Which wasn’t easy as I struggled to remove myself from the giant that had wrapped himself around me. Finally freeing myself, I grabbed a tank top and shorts and headed down the hall to the bathroom. I slid the door closed slowly and stood with my back against it, my breath coming in excited gasps when the event of yesterday came rushing back. Last night felt like a dream, and it was by far the best birthday gift I had received in a while. I sighed at my giddiness and tried to fight the smile that threatened to break over my face, taking a few moments to go through my morning routine. I quickly got dressed and headed down the hallway to the patio. I pulled back the curtains to my patio and opened the door to head outside on my back deck. It was a beautiful morni

I was constantly dragged by Vicky around the store, going through racks of clothes. How could I have forgotten so quickly what she gets when shopping? My feet were aching, and we still haven’t found anything presentable to wear. “How about this?” I turned around close to the mirror, with Vicky sitting on the couch, watching me with her already-picked outfits beside her, neatly placed in two bags. “Bland,” she said with a shake of the head, “there is no way this is getting head turned when you walk in.” “Christ, Vicky, you have said that for every single dress that I have tried on,” I said, exasperated as I studied my reflection in the mirror, unsure what wrong Vicky had seen in the short blue gown with yellow embroidery on its neck. “Trust me, you look gorgeous in all the dresses you have tried so far, but it’s not just doing it for me. This party also has to do with a lot of envious people, which means there will be wolves trying to aim at your husband as well. You need to look spect

"That was quite an entrance. You and Giovanni look so good together." Vicky says she was here with Richard. "Thanks, Vicky." I hugged her in a quick hug before moving back. "I am totally digging that dress. Ugh, I knew it was going to be a perfect fit for you, Roy. You look beautiful." Vicky complimented. "Beautiful! Have you seen yourself?. You are like a freaking goddess.” And I was right; she was dressed in a blue off-shoulder gown that hugged her body, aligning every curve she had. Giovanni and Richard were talking to some businessmen just a distance away from us. while Vicky and I hang out with each other. "I guess we both look hot." Vicky says We both laughed, acknowledging the fact that we did look great. "I guess I'm not the only one who thinks so." I point at Richard. His eyes were on her, and Vicky blushed, tapping my shoulders lightly with a big smile on her face. "You aren't one to speak. Giovanni keeps stealing glances at you. I won't be surprised if he isn't paying atten

I couldn’t get through everything Giovanni had told me last night about Yvonne and what she had done to Alexander. To both of them. I still can't believe that someone could be so cruel as to harm a child. Letting out a sigh, my face scrunches up at the discomfort I was feeling in the depths of my stomach. I was wondering if it was because I didn’t sleep much last night, or probably something I ate. I don't recall eating anything bad yesterday. Maybe last night's dinner didn't digest well because I definitely wasn't feeling well this morning. I turned around to look for Giovanni but found his side of the bed empty. I placed my hand on the side where he had laid down, and it felt cold. When I looked at my phone clock, I realised it was almost 9:30 a.m. I can't believe I overslept. I must be really tired. I sit up, only to feel nauseated. I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom. After five minutes of dry heaving, I got up to brush my teeth, slagging and putting my entire weight on the s

its been two week and Giovanni had asked me to accompany him to the mall to help get his mother a birthday gift. Ariella's birthday was in two days. Giovanni had called to ask if she was coming back to New York for her birthday. She had told him she planned on staying for a month because she needed a little bonding time with her family.I still haven't told him about the baby; only Vicky still knows. I plan on going to the hospital the day after Ariella's birthday and have already booked an appointment with the doctor. Right now we were in front of Billionaire's Row, one of the most expensive streets in New York. Even though I had grown up with the privilege of being rich, I was still baffled by the high price of things sold here.Giovanni took my hand, pulling me into the shop. The moment we stepped foot in, all the attention turned to us, specifically to Giovanni. Giovanni didn't seem to mind, as we kept moving around the shop.I watched as people sneakily tried to take pictures of