Chapter 5: A Vile Woman

Dante's Pov:

Mr Dante, we are here to arrest you for invading Miss Tracy's privacy”.

One of the  police officer said to me as they came in.

“That woman is my fiancee, this is a personal matter. She is angry that I left her for a long time. I have been trying to plead for her forgiveness but she is still very much angry at me”. 

“Oh since, it's a family matter and considering that you are an influential figure in the city, I won't bother you but you have been restricted from seeing Miss Tracy”.

“If I  get restricted from seeing her, how do we solve our family issue then?” I asked him.

“I don't think that's my problem Mr Dante, you must obey the law. She made a complaint and we are not arresting you right now because we can see that it's a family issue, but you mustn't go near her in the future”.

“I understand, but let me ask you, in case we coincidentally met in a party, does this have any effect on me?” I asked because if it doesn't, then meeting her in the future will always be a coincidence to me.

“No, it doesn't. You are only forbidden to look for her or even go to her apartment”.

“I understand, thanks”.

“Have a nice day Mr Dante”. I nodded at them and they left.

I brought out my phone to call my personal assistant Marcus to look into Tracy's history from five years ago.

After the call, my phone rang, my mood turned sour when I saw the caller ID, Ava.

She has been a pest to me for the past five years now. 

I picked up the call reluctantly and listened to what she wanted to say.

“Dante, what took you so long to pick my calls? Nevermind, I am calling to inform you that I am currently in Folks city, I was called by a wealthy company for endorsement, I am at the airport, can you come to pick me up?”.

“I am busy”. I replied aloofly.

“Alright, no problem, me and Anna  will find our way then”. She replied.

“Anna?, Is Anna with you?”. I asked curiously. 

“What if she is? Would you come to pick us up?” I didn't want to hear or even see her but since my sister is with her, then I will have to go and pick them up.

“Why did Anna come with you?”. I ask.

“Have you forgotten that Anna is also a business tycoon, she came to secure a deal of course. Are you coming to pick us up or not?”

I gritted my teeth before replying. 

“Wait for me, I am coming”. I replied with irritation evident in my tone.

I got ready and drove to the airport to carry them.

Ava will definitely be a pain in the neck. If Tracy discovers that she is now my wife, my chances of winning her back will decrease to zero.

I will have to check the company that gave her the work, I will instruct them to drop her so that she would go back to city T.

I got to the airport and reporters were all over the place.

“Shit”. I cussed under my breath.

Did Ava set me up? What are reporters doing in the airport?

I decided to go into the car and call her from there, but just then she yelled my name.

The reporters were glued to her. They followed her towards where I packed my car, now this news will be everywhere within a few minutes and if Tracy sees this, she would definitely hate me more.

I ignited the car and tried to drive off but it was too late because the reporters seemed to be everywhere.

My car was crowded with reporters, but thank God for tinted windows, I refused to wound down the window, even with the banging from them.

I sent Ava a message, warning her to get into the back seat if not I  will drive off.

Anna wasn't even with her, I should have known that she is so cunning. 

She opened the back seat and sat down.

“Hello hubby… thanks for coming to pick me up”. She said as she came in but I  didn't even spare her a glance.

“You lied to me”. I said to an irritated voice. 

“Because that's the only language you understand, if I hadn't told you that Anna was with me, would you habe come to pick me? I am your wife for fuck sake Dante”. She yelled.

“Don't even start what you can't finish. You knew the reason why I married you back then, it was because my hands were tied”.

“Mr Dante is married, but he doesn't care about his wife”.

I turned to see a reporter inside the car. I stopped the car immediately.

“What the hell, Ava? Why is a reporter inside the car?” I asked angrily. 

“Shhhh…behave yourself, she is on live video. You better pretend”. Ava whispered to my ears. 

I couldn't help but glare at her through the rear mirror.

She is a vile woman.