Arielle WaltonI just stood there stunned by his actions, what in the hell just happened I asked myself. I was stunned yet I could feel my eyes being watery. Did he just kiss me? but for what ? does he us even care about me or am I being delusional or is he actually playing with my feelings.when he asked me what happened to my hand in a deep husky voice yet demanding I was taken back the way he spoke. For a minute I was convinced that he actually cared about me but in reality he doesn't . But he said none of this was fake. When he took off my gloves and asked me how did I get many scars on my hands my naive heart sang in ecstasy, it was indeed from paper cuts from dealing with bundle of papers but he looked like he would kill for me. He didn't look like it but he said it himself, I'm very confused. I kept asking myself over and over again what in the world is wrong with that man."Elle, you okay ?" Gabi asked in concern" I don't know " I spoke honestly with eyes watering"Take a seat
NICCOLÒ RUFFALOThe goddamn son of bitches, how dare they come crash my wedding and go after my wife. My blood was boiling, which made me go out of control with a gun. The people covered in black are definitely the black spades, As I was behind a rolled over table using it as a cover, Mike crawled to me "Cato's injured, go after your wife. We'll take care of these people" "Fuck" I mumbled to myself and darted through the men killing each other "Niccolò go soon, she's in the room protect her with your life " saying her dad scurried off. halting at the hallway I tried to figure out or room number, I internally cursed myself for being this forgetful suddenly I heard a glass shattering at end of the hallway which made me run up to room 13 and tried to open the handle it was locked, her scream made chills go down my spine. I kept banging on the door and shouting her name.None of it was helping, I had only one bullet left in my gun, I shot the door handle and it opened but the sight i
ARIELLE RUFFALOI safely made it to our suite, yet my mind was worried about the incident there. Is everyone safe?I hope no one dies. After all, it's my wedding day. I don't want it to become a funeral for anyone, especially the people I know. The small cut in my hand started to sting, I went to the bathroom and stripped naked letting the blood splattered dress fall into the ground. I scanned my naked body from the reflection and stepped into the shower to let warm water soak in through my hair and skin, which made me relax. My bouncy black hair was all dampened in water and soap trying to get rid of the hair setting spray. I came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my body, I searched in cupboards and drawers for a first aid kit to apply some ointment for the little injury and finally managed to get hold of it after requesting one from the staff, I opened my suitcase only to find a black sexy lingerie and a short sitting in the empty suitcase, I could feel the heat rising
NICCOLÒ RUFFALO I left the room as she fell alseep, sneaking out quietly out of the hotel suite so I don't wake her up. I left to our house basement and made my way down the stairs of blood reeking basement to find the bastard being tied up to his chair with cuts through his skin with blood oozing out of it. "Is he conscious?" I aksed Cato "Yes Sir, but his currently in a deep sleep" he took a cold bucket of water and splashed it on his face. He jolted awake and seemed confused by the way he was looking at me. "So Crema, had a good sleep didn't you? After ruining my wedding. But it feels a little unfair don't you think so?" I spoke with sarcasm dripping my voice. He grunted and tried to wiggle out of the chair. "Not only did you ruin my wedding but also had the audacity to go after my wife." I folded my sleeves upto my elbow because his blood is not worth getting on my clothes. I grabbed the gasoline bottle that CAto handed over to me "So how do you feel after ruining my day?" I
ARIELLE RUFFALOWe finally arrived at the studio for the portrait. I was inside the dressing room while the makeup and hair artist were working on uplifting my appearance. But what's more awkward is my husband sitting on the couch looking devilishly handsome with his tuxedo and staring intently at me through the reflection of the mirror which made my hands clammy."All done" The makeup artist announced, I swiftly opened my eyes to see a prettier version of me, the bouncy wavy curls on my hair gave me a dazzling look, the makeup steady and natural. I stood up to change into the dress they prepared. "It was nice working with you ma'am" the makeup and hair artist spoke simultaneously. "Wait, you both are going, what about the dress ?" I asked "I'll help you with that." Nic interrupted."hmm?" I flustered."You both can leave now" he instructed the two workers, as they left he came closer to me which made chills go down my spine and started to explain"It's a part of the family traditi
NICCOLÒ RUFFALOThere was light music playing in the background which made the air less uncomfortable. It's been an hour since we are sitting like Greek statues. My wife had a little smile on her face and she held her boquet filled with daisies elegantly on her lap. Ari slighty shifted over my leg, although I told her to let me know if she wants to take a break, I know that she wouldn't tell me that since she doesn't like to interrupt anything and she tends to help others over her own self ."We'll take a small break" I let the painter and the other staff know. With a heavy sigh she leaned to her side that came in touch with my chest " You didn't tell me how boring this is" she mentioned with a pout. I broke into a small chuckle, which made people inside the studio to freeze at sneak glances at us." I'm sorry, but do you want some orange juice" "Yes please " she straightened her back as she saw the worker heading towards us with one glass on a tray. She started to sip on it as soon
ARIELlE RUFFALOA line of bodyguards stood at our feet, many looked buff and some had scars on their face. They welcomed us with a ninety degree bow and a greeting with a rough tone "welcome back Mr and Mrs Ruffalo" As a response Nic just raised his hand, and he gestured me towards the black jeep that was parked. He opened the passenger seat door for me but I honestly thought he had a driver and we would be sitting at the back seat. I glanced the through the side mirror to see him talking with the driver I assumed since he handed over the car key to Nic. Is he the head of the organisation,I thought it was his grandpa. I shrugged off the thought as soon as he got in the car and started to drive. My mind wondered off towards the splendid sights I saw on the road, I could tell it was a busy night for everyone, outside the streets many people were dinning and enjoying themselves with there loved ones while the others were working to make their daily incomes. There's a over a billion peo
NICCOLÒ RUFFALOShe managed to quickly befriend Larisa, trusted housekeeper and her husband Jeffery, the butler. Larisa is not a person who would talk to others unless she really likes them and at this point she's too talkative"So madam, please don't be shy to tell me what you want I'll make sure to cook it, I heard you love korean food. I'll try my best to to feed you according to your taste" she gushed"You really don't have to go through so much trouble for me but thanks a lot""Oh my my, look who's here" came out a mocking tone from my mother, I gave one curt look at Jeffery, all he did was shrug helplessly"Isn't this the so called bride of yours ohh my dear how was the wedding that I wasn't invited too" she spoke with sarcasm dripping out of every word that came out of her mouth "What are you doing here?" I asked her as my annoyance deepened, it's not even worthy calling her mom, I hated the fact that I have to tolerate this woman."Aren't you the girl that my son dated in hi