Chapter 04

Cara's POV

Sally showed me to my room, she said that it was McKenzie's room before she left for Babcock city. I freshened up and dressed in my favorite dress, a maroon off shoulder dress, I could smell the chicken curry she was cooking, I could tell it was definitely going to be good. I was about to go help set the table when I suddenly remembered that I had to call McKenzie.

I picked up my phone and dialled her number, it rang twice before she picked.

"Hey coconut head, I told you to call but you didn't, so I thought your plane crashed or something. I was already about to call Mom," McKenzie sounded disappointed and I smiled, at least someone still cared about me.

"I forgot..."

"How can you forget? it is like the most simplest thing to do," Kenzie said frustrated.

"Okay, I am sorry for not calling you," I apologized, I could feel her temper calming. "You making me feel bad for screaming at a pregnant woman," she sighed and burst out laughing.

"How's him?"

"Him?"

"Damien, you know," I whispered softly and Kenzie sighed. You will never forget him, won't you," Kenzie's voice lowered and I shrugged. Maybe, some day," I said, the pain in my heart growing and it felt as if a lump was stuck in my throat. I struggled to push down the threatening tears.

"I love him Kenzie...."

"And he is not worth it, the day he chose to believe outsiders over you was the day he lost your love, I know it's hard but forget him and move on, don't forget you have your baby and me to keep you company," Kenzie said and tears rushed out of my eyes.

"Are you crying?"

"Yeah, pregnancy hormones," I said. She consoled me and we said our goodbyes.

Sally called me and went down to answer her. “You were talking with McKenzie, weren't you?" Sally asked me, she always seem to know everything. “Yes," I replied. “Mk doesn't call us anymore, she just..." Sally sighed sadly. “Maybe she just needs time," I comforted her. “Or is she ashamed of us?" Sally suddenly asked catching me off guard. “No don't say that," I said quickly. She sighed again and smiled softly.

Vivian POV

Finally the threat is gone, I smiled and came online, the internet was blasting with the hot news.

“Damien should be home alone or at work, I should go console him”. I thought to myself.

I smirked and went to freshen up, putting on a short V-lined white Louise Vuitton lotus dress which was backless and sleek black Gucci heels, I put on my expensive seduction perfume and did my make up to look sexy. “He won't be able to resist me," I chuckled and walked out of my room.

"Are you going out Vivian?," Mother asked as I bumped into her. I rolled my eyes inwardly at the obvious answer. “Yes, obviously," I sassily rolled eyed her and a frown etched on her face. “If you go out now the paparazzi will attack you," mother scolded but I brushed her off. “Oh please, I am not Cara, I am not the one who sent her to another man's bed, so I won't let her scandal keep me locked up."

“How dare you talk to your sister like that!" Mother shouted at me. “Oh don't teach me about respect, she is not worth it," I hissed and walked away. On the way, I met dad in the garden and immediately diverted to another way.

No one is gonna get in the way of my plan.

I succeeded in by-passing him, I got into my white Ferrari and drove off. Few minutes later, I got to his company. “Where is your boss?" I questioned sassily at his secretary. “Do you have an appointment?" The lady asked and I scoffed.

“Do I have to get an appointment before seeing my man? I bet cara didn't have to get any appointments before she could meet him”.

This infuriated me.

"I asked a question, bitch?" I stared at her intimidatingly and she rubbed her palms together. “He is not around today, I am afraid you'd have to come tomorrow," she answered refusing to look me in the eyes. I smirked on how I loved having this kind of effect on people.

I picked up my Coco Chanel bag and sashayed away to my car. I got in and drove straight to his mansion. “Who are you?" The automated female voice system asked. “I am Vivian, Cara's sister," I said and waited awhile before the gate buzzed and opened. I drove in and parked my car in the garage.

I went up to the door and wanted to knock but it opened by itself.

"Welcome Miss Vivian," the voice said.

Soon this would be all mine when I become the new Mrs Zoric. My lips widened into a Cheshire grin as I surveyed the entire house. Jealousy steeped into me as I imagined the luxury Cara enjoyed as his wife and mistress of the house. Bitterness grew in her heart as I imagined everyone calling her Mrs Zoric or madam or boss lady, titles I craved for.

"Why are you here?" The deep sleek baritone voice that did things to my body spoke, I turned to where the sound came from and I saw him standing at the top of the glass staircase, he slowly came down. I shamelessly ogled his perfectly fit body.

"Uh?" I said absentmindedly still staring at his six foot four height, he was dressed in a black dress shirt and black dress pants looking all hot and devilishly sexy with his golden blonde hair and forest green eyes.

"Why are you here?" The impatient tone in his voice brought me out my reverie. “I heard what happened and I came to apologise on behalf of my sister," I hid the bitterness in my tone as I mentioned Cara. He remained expressionless after mentioned Cara.

This is not what I was expecting.

"No need for that, I am fine," he said slowly and walked to the kitchen. "What can I get you?"

“You," I drooly whispered softly and turned abruptly.

"What?"

"I..I mean...um..juice, orange juice," I stuttered trying to seem unsuspicious, he muttered something and went into the kitchen while I sat down on the sofa, my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"How are you doing Vivian? Enjoying your life?" He asked and I stiffened immediately.

After the set up, I told him never to contact me again, what does he want now?

"Why are you contacting me? I thought we are through with the deal," I whispered quietly so that Damien wouldn't hear. “Since Cara is not with me, the deal is on," he declared which infuriated me instantly.

"What makes you think I know where she is?"

"I don't know, you tell me, after all you are still in Babcock city and I'm not," he sneered and I flared up. “I don't know okay, we got our own part of the deal," I whispered harshly. “If I find out that you went behind my back, I'm gonna drag you down to hell with me," he laughed and hung up.

"What deal?" I heard a deep voice behind me.