Semua Bab KARMA: FALLING FOR MY ENEMY'S SON: Bab 1 - Bab 10

This is a story of how I die but am still living... "You thought being pregnant would make you Mrs Magliolo??" He growled, gripping my chin tighter between his fingers. I frantically shook my head, let alone being his wife. The thought of marriage alone never crossed my mind. My everything trembled in fear of his anger ...I had never seen this side of him. Warm fresh tears streamed down my cheeks like waterfalls as I tried to pry his hand away from my face, but his grip only grew tighter …so tight I could feel cracks forming on my jawline like streams to an ocean. "You were wrong" he punched me in the face before finally letting go. The force of his punch forced me to fall back on the ground and scrape my elbows when I used them to break the fall. I couldn't feel my nose and the sudden metallic taste in my mouth only enlightened me on the reason why, he broke my nose. As if that wasn't enough pain already he moved closer to me and, gripping a fist full of my hair pulled my head up an

So much pain for someone so young… "...there's something you need to know..." I coughed at his words, almost choking on my food. I hated that sentence, I never heard anything good after those six words had been said. Dr Sanchez pulled out the card from earlier and let out a nervous sigh before giving it to me. Turning it around between my fingers, I frowned when it turned out to be a photo instead of a business card like I had expected ...a beautiful picture of a Spanish girl smiling happily at the camera with a chihuahua lounging on her lap. She was wearing a white dress with her thick silky black hair pulled to the side, cascading down her left shoulder in soft waves. The blue highlights complimented her eye makeup beautifully. " ...after the accident your face was ruined beyond repair so I asked a specialist to perform plastic surgery on you and give you a new face..." he said, finally giving me the answer I'd been dying to hear but not exactly what I had expected. I froze at his

I'm not heartless, I just learned how to use my heart less… FIVE YEARS LATER After an hour of sitting idle in a moving vehicle, the limo finally came to a stop in front of Italy's renowned five star hotel… Mangia's Brucoli luxury hotel, where the auction was going to take place. If it were for me, I would have never come here but Dr Sanchez was a people's person, he loved attending charity galas and always dragged me along with him. He turned to me and asked “Are you ready??” I nodded, smiling reassuringly at him. Tonight was going to be our first night being seen out in the public together since our arrival here in Italy, a week ago. Our door opened and Dr Sanchez stepped out of the car. Stopping not that far from the door, he held out his hand to me. Accepting it, I placed my fingers in his open palm and let him gently pull me out of the limo exposing me to the patiently waiting ocean of flashing lights of cameras. Keeping a polite smile on my face, I fixed my gown and hooked one

When I leave, you'll finally understand why storms are named after people.A week had gone by quicker than expected, the news of the robbery at the charity event had quickly faded into thin air and were now nothing but a rumour. As for me, my wound was healed enough… I no longer needed to wear a bandage around my head anymore. But Sadly, that also meant I now had to go on a date with Dino. Speaking of which, we went on a two hour drive to Acireale… the town I grew up in with my siblings before our parents moved us to Sicily.To make me feel and I quote “more relaxed and comfortable” on our date, Dino had decided to bring me to watch the carnival in Acireale just outside Sicily near Catania and if I were still the same girl I was five years ago… I would've been ecstatic. Of all the famous carnivals in Italy, the Acireale carnival used to be my favourite. I remember I used to get giddy with excitement during this time of the year. I liked its concentration of merriments and sense of hum

I control my demons, ‘cause I'm the leader.Pulling up outside the N&J PUBLICATIONS office, I hesitated when it was time for me to get out “What's wrong miss Sanchez??” Ivan asked, looking at me through the rearview mirror. I shook my head “Nothing… “ and got my purse from the seat next to me “... I'm a little nervous but I'll be fine” I lied, opened the door and stepped out of the car before I changed my mind.I was actually terrified out of my wits. I had a lot of questions going in circles up in my head without answers… a lot of what ifs. What if instead of Nico, the meeting was with Lorenz?? What if he recognized me and I messed everything up?? After all our relationship did last for a little over half a year, he knew me better than anyone. My hands got even more sweaty with every question as I approached the building's entrance… I was freaking out. Stopping in front of the big double glass doors, I remembered Dr Sanchez's words “They can't remember what they don't know” and too