preparation of Cravings

The chill in the evening air didn’t bother me. Not half as much as the frost now running through my veins.

Rueben kept shouting my name behind me, but each step I took away from the arcade was like a nail sealing his coffin. I didn’t look back, not once. Not even when I heard his footsteps rushing behind me, desperate and pathetic.

I got into my car, slammed the door with such force that my diamond waist chain rattled under my crop top, and inhaled deeply. My fingers clenched around the steering wheel.

It wasn’t just betrayal I tasted anymore,

It was blood.Mine…and soon theirs .

I looked into the rearview mirror. My lip gloss was still intact, my eyeliner winged to perfection. I didn’t look like a broken woman.

I looked like a storm waiting to happen.

“Lovia Diaz,” I whispered to myself. “They want a villain? I’ll show them one.”

I exhaled deeply and drove off .. 

In the middle of the highway I received a text from Rueben, it says..

“Lovia, it's not what you think …I actually thought I was doing Lucas a favor because he said he wanted to see you desperately..I didn't know this was the reason.“

Wow, how fun of him to think am this dumb to believe him. I can't blame him that much, because I gave him this opportunity …he kept telling me he would make sure I go home looking like a damn loser but I didn't catch up.

“Well, congratulations Rueben …indeed you made me look like a loser today.“ I texted back and switched off my phone.

I spent the rest of the night recalling my bad memories and crying myself to sleep.

I recalled the day my whole world came to an end.

The day I got betrayed , the day I watched my best friend recite wedding vows with a man I gave my all to, the day I dropped my dream just to dream about onething and One person only…. Revenge on Alejandro Rosario Dawson.

Each day reminds me of how much pain I should infiltrate on him . Each night and experience teaches me there's no karma unless you become one yourself.

I've vowed to my self, I won't rest until I see Alejandro broken and destroyed together with Clarissa.

The next morning,

The sun was shining far too brightly for the mood I carried last night, but I wore white nonetheless. A crisp, sleeveless Chanel dress that hugged my curves like it knew secrets. My hair was slicked back into a high ponytail, lips tinted with a soft rose.

Isabella had invited me to her fiancé’s private brunch event. I wasn’t supposed to show up, because it was meant for high-caliber partners and family. 

But she texted me this morning, gushing about how much fun she had reconnecting and practically begged me to come.

Perfect, just like expected.

At the venue, an opulent rooftop with a panoramic view of the city…everything screamed excess. Champagne fountains, waiters in black tuxes, and a jazz trio playing near the marble bar.

I walked in like I owned the skyline.

“Lovia!” Isabella called, waving me over with that radiant smile I used to adore.

I returned the smile, hugged her tight, and kissed her cheek.

“You look like a goddess,” I complemented, maintaining my smile.

“You look expensive,” she teased, twirling the edge of my dress.

She led me to the reserved table where he sat, Alexander McQueen her boyfriend.

The infamous Alexander , one of the Leaders of the YBA billionaire circle.

He's tall with a Clean-cut. That arrogant kind of pretty that wealth polishes like a trophy. His eyes scanned me the way a man assesses threat levels, but he smiled.

“So you’re the friend from college I’ve been hearing about,” he uttered , eyes still on me then offered his hands for a handshake.

“Depends,” I replied, accepting his handshake. “Have you been hearing good things or the truth?”

He chuckled. “I like her already.”

“Oh, I’ll bet you do.“ I whispered under my breath.

I sat beside him and took a red wine from a waitress to drink .He was trying hard to focus on his phone but “the Lovia seducive charm” was working on him so bad.

I smirked against my glass whilst staring at him through an open glass door Infront of me. Men, no matter the number of ladies they have ..they still can't keep an eye off another.

I placed the glass down slowly and turned to face him fully and uttered, voice low and lightly flirty.

“So Mr McQueen…”

“You can call me Alexander..“ he interrupted before I could even finish what I was trying to say.

“Oh okay, Alexander…I learnt you were looking for an assistant secretary at your company…I know this isn't the right place to talk about business but if you don't mind ..“I paused, then glared at him slightly .

“Offcourse I don't, go on.“ He replied , granting me the access.

“I would love to apply for such position.“ I added with a smile, voice barely above a whisper.

He chuckled then smirked , 

“Well , I would love to have you on board..you can present your CV tomorrow.“

He replied.

“Okay…thank you so much “ I responded obediently.

Then I stood up , excused myself and begun to walk around.

Can't believe I was back in Isabella’s life like I never left. Spa dates, yoga, helping her plan her ridiculous themed engagement party which will be ruined by me for sure and about to play secretary games with her fiance. 

I found out Alexander’s company was investing in illegal high-stakes crypto deals under offshore accounts. One slip, and he’d go down.

One screenshot, One leak, One nudge.

And I would be the one to give it.

When it comes to the YBA billionaire circle, even God don't stand a chance.

That Night,

Back at my penthouse, I slipped into my bedroom..took my laptop and began preparing my CV , whilst sipping my cherry wine that tastes bitterswet like revenge.

Then my phone pinged.

Unknown number.

“I wanted to call but it's too late for that , I have already sent you a present that you will love to see… and it will arrive at your apartment in no time.”

I froze, my heart skipped a beat for a second then my wine glass tilted in my hand.

I dropped it. It shattered across the marble floor.

Before I could even react , I heard my door bell ring . I hesitated for a second before going to answer. Because the last time I heard of a surprise I received a whole humiliation.

I opened my door instinctively, it was just a delivery guy with a box in hand. I signed the delivery papers whose Sender's name was unknown. I sent the box to my living room and opened it .

It was pictures, pictures of Alejandro and another woman who wasn't Clarissa. Wow, I never expected this . My dear Alejandro is cheating on my beloved friend…Clarissa.

I wonder who the sender is , is it the lady in the photos or who ?

As I continue wondering and observing the pictures, 

My phone pinged again.

 “We want the same thing. Call me tomorrow at 8oclock am ….Let's burn the billionaires together.”

Another mystery, another player.

But first, I have a job to attend and a bride-to-be friend to sweet talk.

Because I was going to destroy them from the inside out.

But whoever this mysterious sender is …am already inlove with him/her.