Vicenzo's lips tighten with his both hands gripping my waist. His soulful eyes that was staring at me are like two deep pools that drowning me. They were beautiful and fascinating yet I fear that once I let this emotions of mine swallow me, I won't be able to step back alive.
"You're not... mad right?" I ask tilting my head.
His lips move to say something but then there's no word came out from his mouth making me licked my lower lip. But I guess that was a very wrong move as I saw his jaw twitched.
I think, I need to give space between the two of us. I was about to stand up but to my surprise, he suddenly lift me up to face him with my legs wide open.
"I'm hungry" I blurt out in complain but he just smirk.
"Later honey" he sexily whisper and guide my legs to wrapped around his waist before he stood up.
It was my instinctive reaction to encircle my arm around his neck afraid that he might let go of me. Although I felt his both arm around my w
Annoyance is visible on his two pair of dark orbs while staring my widened eyes "Fuck!" He hissed with his furrowed eyebrows and turn his back on me walking away.He harshly grab a robe that was hang on the corner and immediately walk outside the walk in closet without saying anything . I blink my eyes for how many times still shocked about what happen to the two of us. I groaned in annoyance remembering our intimate scene.I almost give in! For just a days staying in this house. I almost give in. And worst, I just told him I don't like him a while ago. Shaking my head in disbelief, I jump off and fixed my hair and my night dress before I follow Vicenzo."What happen-""Who the fuck told you to disturb me because of that fucking shit reason?!" Vicenzo growl that echo in the whole room making me rooted on my spot.His voice is sharp and harsh sending danger to the young maid that holding a medium size box. The sensation a while a go instantly fade o
"Why did you throw my bracelet!" I exclaimed glaring at him.But he just lean his back on the chair and shrugged his shoulder " I just want to"My mouth gape as I look at him in disbelief.Seriously? He throw my bracelet just because he want to? Oh my goodness! He's so unreasonable!I gritted my teeth with irritation and look away without saying anything. I blew a breath before I drink straight the glass of fresh milk, trying to calm myself."I can buy you a new one, just don't give me that kind of face" Vicenzo snapped.I harshly turn my gaze on him and I notice his creasing forehead as if he's not happy seeing me annoyed with the idea that he throw my bracelet.But who cares right? And what does he think of me? That bracelet was a gift from Gianni. It's not something that he could replace."I am not like my father. I married you not because your rich but because I was force to" I bluntly said and stood on my seat leaving him
"How did you know that he's my consigliere?" stern, austere and alarming. That was the tone of his voice.And seeing him glaring at me sharply with his clenching jaw makes me wanted to just evaporate into the air as the fear filling every fiber of my veins.He's mad..."Vicenzo my man-""Svanna Rose, I am fucking asking you" he interrupted not letting Calcifer speak. He's gritting his teeth, demanding an answer from me.Surprised is still visible on my face with his sudden action. I'm confused and at the same time nervous.What's wrong with him? He's hurting me already. His tight grip on my arm is giving me a sting sensation. Did I do something wrong?"Vicenzo-""He told me" I replied bravely cutting Calcifer's sentence.Instantly, Vicenzo's face soften and it seems like he was burnt when he immediately let go of my arm.It was my instinctive reaction to step back away from him. He tried to reach me again but then
"Is there a typhoon? " I can't help but to ask seeing the heavy rain that blinding us to see the road clearly."I'm not really sure, I didn't watched the news lately" Gordon casually replied while Boise is silently sitting on the passenger seat.The car is moving in slow pace careful with the slippery road. Well, it's not safe to drive under the heavy rain. I guess it's really not a good idea to visit the house today. I didn't know that the weather could be this bad, it would be hassle if I ask Gordon to turn back because we're almost there.Instead of thinking too much I just busy myself watching a ballet play on my phone but still I keep on glancing outside the car window checking the rain. I hope the rain would stop later, for me to get home early. Well, I already consider Vicenzo's house as my home. Aside from the fact that no one is bothering me, or giving me a cold treatment, glaring me and showing an envious face, somehow I feel comfortable inside his hou
Tears are streaming down to my face "Where is he?" I cried softly " Where's Saint?" I sob.I wanted to move my feet and run towards my husband but it seems like I was froze on my spot. I remain on my posistion with my legs shaking traumatized with what happen."Boss is checking the area-""Wife!"I automatically lift my head upon hearing that familiar hardening tone of voice. And automatically my eyes landed to the man who's walking towards my direction. My heart skip a bit seeing him with his furrowed brows, clenching jaw and cold serious face.He looks mad and furious, his eyes are blazing with anger and his menacing look is screaming with danger but instead of feeling scared, I feel so secured and safe right now."S-Saint" I whisper his name and unconsciously stood up.I run fast towards him and immediately hug his waist tightly. Instantly I felt his strong arms caging me by his embrace. I wanted to ask a lot of things, I wanted to
My mind is wondering thinking about what Vicenzo told me awhile ago. I don't understand him. I hate cryptic words, I hate it when someone is giving me a puzzle to solve because I don't want to misunderstood things. As much as possible I wanted to understand things the way they wanted me to perceived it.He's worst than what I think of him... I don't know what does he mean by that-."Ouch" I interject when the alcohol touches my open wound dragging me back to my senses."I'm sorry" the doctor apologize but I didn't utter a response.I was now in our room sitting sitting on the bed while leaning my back on the headrest of the bed."Can I sleep now?" I impatiently ask while looking outside the open glass door."We need to clean your wounds, to make sure that it won't get infected" the doctor replied while putting something on my right arm.Okay fine...Honestly, I didn't notice that some of the glass fragments wounded me. Maybe be
Morning came just like a blink of an eye. I didn't sleep well because everytime I tried to close my eyes, the image of myself sitting on the backseat of the car start to flash on my mind and what's more terrifying is the sound of gunshots that keeps on repeating inside my head.I sigh in distress while eyeing myself in the mirror. I just finished taking a bath and I'm now changing my clothes because I need to attend my ballet class for today."Svanna" I flinchAnd immediately pulled the zipper on the back of my jean short as I heard Vicenzo's footfalls towards me."Let me help you" he said in deep baritone voice when he stop behind me.I awkwardly smile to him and nod my head letting him do it while I'm watching through his reflection on the mirror.My mind wonder. Where is he last night? Did he sleep on his office? Or he sleep somewhere else?"How are you feeling?" He ask me and look at me through the mirror.His left hand rem
It's almost a week since that incident happen. My wounds are now finally healed, it was not that severe though. Also I can now sleep comfortably and I'm so thankful with that. But the problem is Vicenzo become so paranoid lately. Aside from Gordon and Boise, he added five more men to guard me and somehow I understand this part.But what's confusing and irritating is- he's now calling me from time to time and when I can't answer him because of my ballet class he suddenly gets mad at me and he start giving me a cold treatment. Like seriously? Is he expecting me to sooth him just because of that?I mentally rolled my eyes remembering Vicenzo's childish attitude. As if I care if he's giving me a cold shoulder. If he can just read my mind, surely he'll be pissed off. Because honestly I just wanted to be casual with him. I don't need him to talk to me every time, to call me from time to time, to know my whereabouts, to act like a strict possessive husband. Skin ship is not n