PLAYLIST: KINDLY DROP YOUR PLAYLIST HERE!Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you are riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief, and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts. Put your vision into reality. Wake Up and Live! -Bob MarleyGisella's POVPietro, what came over you? I even rejected three suitors for you, and I waited for you for over four years, only for me to end up getting married to someone else. I sat on Signore Nicolo's big king-size bed, the room was way bigger than my room ten times in a role, well-furnished room in his very own house, away from my parents, my mamma, and papà will be missing me now.I love Pietro with all of my heart. Thinking about him now is doing a lot of hurt than good. However, I'm still in my wedding dress, thinking about the good, bad and ugly. What made Viola this way? She was my best friend. Even though she betrayed me, she still wants to ruin my life, and I've nothing except my parents and our midd
PLAYLIST: SWEET BUT PSYCHO (AVA MAX)Human beings are born solitary, but everywhere they are in chains - daisy chains - of interactivity. Social actions are makeshift forms, often courageous, sometimes ridiculous, always strange. And in a way, every social action is a negotiation, a compromise between 'his,' 'her' or 'their' wish and yours. -Andy WarholGISELLAI sat down and stood up again, not feeling comfortable. Then I decided to play the video, and my eyes widened in shock as if the balls might pull from the sockets. It was Signore Nicolo making love, and I, I was on top of him, riding on top of him, oh my God, it's so embarrassing."Hmmm *cough*" I jump up in shock as my phone fall to the floor. "What are you watching that made you so focus." I bend down to pick my phone. How did he get here without anyone's help? How did he know that I was watching something and was focus on it? Wait a minute, can he see me a little bit, or is it one of the blind man things they taught him? Oh
PLAYLIST: KINDLY DROP YOUR PLAYLIST HERESome people are generic. They make generic responses, and they expect generic answers. They live inside a box, and they think people who don't fit into their box are weird. But I'll tell you what, and generic people are the odd people. They are like genetically-manipulated plants growing inside a laboratory, like indistinguishable faces, like droids. Like ignorance. ― C. JoyBell C.GISELLA I arrived at a giant skyscraper, written on it -BARONE PUBLISHING COMPANY-! I entered and was directed to the chief publisher's office by a woman at the front desk of the entrance."Good morning sir, I'm Gisella Molinero." I smiled genuinely at the tanned skin plus handsome man who is known to be the chief publisher. He returned the smiling gesture. "Why are you so nervous, Signorina? Am I handsome?" he spouts mockingly. I looked at the name tag on top of his desk - chief publisher, Russo Durante. What is wrong with cute men nowadays? Adorable but frustrat
PLAYLIST: KINDLY DROP YOUR PLAYLIST HEREDon't let others put thoughts into your mind that takes away your self-confidence. -Katori Hall-GISELLA"Sorry, Gisella," Pietro said with a face of concern mixed with embarrassment, and then, he nodded to Alessandro and Zeta, and with one last glance at me, he turned and walked away. My heartfelt like it would explode. I hold the chair tightly to comfort myself.Pietro... I miss you.I turned around and felt bad looking at Signore Nicolo, who was busy eating with the help of Zeta. With a quick bow. "I'm sorry just now, Maltida..." I pause my verdict as Signore Nicolo whines."I've told you before that in my mind and heart, they are nothing ." he voiced out. Instantly, I remembered when he said it, and he said that in his darkness, they are nothing, in his thoughts, they are worthless, that It is only his wife, which is me. I felt speechless looking at him.I fake a smile with my hand reaching to my backhead. "I'm... I'm so hungry... let's ea
Stand up to your obstacles and do something about them. You will find that they haven't half the strength you think they have. -Norman Vincent Peale GISELLAWe arrived at the meeting room to see Signorina Jolanda looking furious, and also Brizo and a man wearing a grey suit sitting next to him. I was already sweating, and Leonora held my hand as she stood beside me."Yesterday, I trusted you two with the task, then what happened?"She yells at us angrily. "You even made him wait for long, and you questioned his private life." I turned in shock to look at Brizo, who was smirking evilly at me. Nora let go of my hand with her face breathing up with anger."Team leader, he's lying! It was I and Gisella that waited for him for more than one hour, and he also pus..." She halts as Brizo groan."I'm Fausto Rossi, Brizo manager. How can this lady talk rubbish." The man known as the Brizo manager said. "You can't just slander Signore Brizo," he added.Immediately, Brizo stands up angrily and f
Work hard for what you want because it won't come to you without fighting. You have to be strong and courageous and know that you can do anything you put your mind to. If somebody puts you down or criticizes you, keep on believing in yourself and turn it into something positive.- Leah LaBelleNICOLO CARUSO'S P.O.VImmediately I arrived home, Zia Benedetta saluted me and took my coat to my room. Alessandro went to park the car in the garage. Zeta helped me walk to my chair. It was very late, I did finish some unfinished business with an old client, and it went well. Zia Benedetta walked down the stairs to where I was sitting."How was your day? Signorino," she questions me.I smile slightly with my head down. "Stressful, but great," I say. Just realizing that I've not heard from Gisella the whole day hits me. "Where is Gisella?" I questioned. I have been staying away from her lately, even though our marriage was inconvenient and was an impromptu decision by my father. I must say that
The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.- Charlotte BronteNICOLO'S P.O.VI sat down looking straight to a particular place, as Gisella sat down. huffing in relief that she kept to her word to meet me downstairs before going to work. "You're unusually attentive today, ain't you?" she asks me with an unfriendly tone.I exhale at hearing her comment. "I am a bad person, Gisella, Trust me, I know." I pout out and noticed her staring at the scars on my naked shoulder.her face went from unfriendly to curious about why I said that. "Signore, why do you say so? are you involved in bad unfinished business or Illegal deals?" I watch as she trails off, I sit right up in her stare.I need to let her know, even though she won't stop calling me Signore instead of Signor, which means for the past months she has still not accepted me as her husband even though if our marriage w
Permanence, perseverance, and persistence despite all obstacles, discouragements, and impossibilities: It is this that in all things distinguishes the strong soul from the weak.- Thomas CarlyleGISELLA"Team one has already made an appointment with Nicola Raffaele for an interview, and here we are for the second time, we failed, again. They won for the second time. The Principessa assistant rejected us," Leonora cried.I felt bad looking at the crying Leonora and the frowning Tiziana. "hey...girls, what should we do now?" I ask.Tiz got up, "I'll go get us a chilled drink. That's what we need to do," she said and walked away.I sat down, looking at the floor while Leonora rested her head on my right shoulder, waiting for Tiz to return with the drink. Just as expected, she walks back with can-drinks. She drops them on the table.she was looking at me strangely as Leonora grabbed her own. "What is it? Tiz," I ask curiously at her stunning face.I sniff, "Gisella..." she calls.I raised