LOGINCHAPTER 5
It was finally time, my wedding day. I was overjoyed. I was finally getting married to Sandor. I couldn't be happier. Although I felt a bit uneasy because I fucking kissed and sucked off his brother, but that wasn't me, I was drugged. Although I know that I one hundred per cent wanted to do that. I bit down on my lips when I thought of it. The way he appeared out of nowhere like a hero and saved me, too bad I'm marrying his brother…what? What fuck am I even thinking? It's my wedding day and I'm thinking about another man? Valeria, what the hell is wrong with you? Your soon-to-be husband is standing at the altar, waiting for you, and you're here fantasising about his brother? You're just disgusting. I scolded myself and shook my head to shake him out of my thoughts. This is not the time to think about him, not on this day. And why am I suddenly getting so obsessed with him? I hate him. I was adorned in beautiful jewellery. My hair was styled perfectly. I smiled every time I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. This is all I ever wanted. To get married to the man I love. I've loved Sandor for years, and we finally get to be together. Priya squealed as she entered, and I smiled at her. “You look so pretty.” She said as she hugged me. “Thanks.” “I'm mad at you, though.” She said with a huff. “Oh, jeez, I apologised like a billion times already,” I said with a puppy face, and she smiled. I know I should've let her know when I left the club, she was worried sick. Woke up to over 60 missed calls. “Well, I'm just going to let it go because it's your happy day.” We both giggled. Priya stayed with me as I dressed up. Priya has always been a sweetheart. She always treated me like I was her sister, and I loved her for that. Because my actual sister was a bitch, and I was happy I had her as a sister instead. We finished everything and she helped me put on my veil. That was the final touch. I immediately started feeling nervous. What if I trip over my dress and fall? What if my voice cracks as I say my vows? What if…my thoughts were interrupted and I felt Priya squeeze my hands. “Stop overthinking, it's written all over your face. You'll be fine.” She really does know me. I sucked in a deep breath and finally covered my face with my veil. I walked out to the wedding premises. Only a few family members were present, perfect. I walked gracefully to the altar, my heart beating so fast. I was both excited and scared. And I don't even know why I'm scared, maybe because I'm going to be a wife soon? And Sandor will finally touch me like I'm a woman? Yeah, obviously. And he'll finally stop pushing me away and pretending like I'm a ghost. Apart from giving me forehead kisses and light kisses on my lips, Sandor and I never did anything, absolutely nothing. But I didn't complain, because our marriage was fixed, we had everything planned, our families had already accepted it, that is why I waited, and now, I can finally get what I want. The pastor spoke, initiating the wedding. My eyes were down because the veil was thick, and I could hardly see. Finally, it was time to lift my veil. I couldn't control my joy as Sandor lifted my veil and our eyes met. “What the fuck?” I cursed involuntarily when I saw the person standing in front of me. My smile dropped and my face went numb. Is this a prank? “Massimo?” I said faintly, trying to understand what was happening. I was confused, why was he here? Where is Sandor? I looked into the crowd and saw my father sitting there, but he looked calm, almost like he didn't care. I glanced around and the only person who had a worried look was Priya. Everyone looked like they didn't care, like they knew it was Massimo marrying me and not Sandor. What the hell was happening? I grew uneasy, did something happen to him? Why isn't he here? “What kind of sick joke is this?” But before I could protest any longer, Massimo grabbed me by the waist and smashed his lips on mine. “I pronounce you husband and wife.” The priest said and the room erupted with claps. I pushed him away. My heart was racing, my head clouded with thoughts, what the fuck was happening right now? And why is no one telling me anything?Massimo sat on the sofa as he sipped his whisky. Drinking this early was never a habit, but he was so stressed that he needed to blow off some steam. His head was filled with so many thoughts. He and Karl had to leave for Paris again because their plan to take down the snake gang didn't go through as planned, so they needed a better strategy, one that wouldn't fail. Val had called him earlier to inform him that she would be returning today, so he was waiting for her. Just then, in the midst of the silence and chaos, his phone rang, and he let out a loud sigh as he dipped his hand into his pockets. The bright light reflected on his face, and he stared at the caller ID for a while before answering it. He brought it closer to his ear, not saying anything. His hand tightened around the phone as his jaw ticked. He dashed out of the house right after that. **** Val opened her arms, engulfing Priya in a warm hug. They both stayed like that for a while before pulling away. “I'll co
“Mmmh.” Priya pulled away, breathlessly with her hands resting on his firm chest. “No.” She said through pants. “Come on, priya, don't deny yourself…”“I…no Karl, I can't do this. Especially with you.” she got down from the counter as she adjusted her hair. Karl stood there with a creased face. “Especially me? What is that supposed to mean?” Priya breathed out heavily and turned to face him. “Please Karl, we can't be anything. So we can't keep on doing this.”Karl ran his hand through his already messy hair as he let out a frustrated sigh. The air around them suddenly felt thick and awkward. “Are you sure? Because it looks like you want it, but something in you is telling you to deny it. Do you think I'll treat you badly? Come on, Priya, I'd kill for you.” Priya chuckled lightly. “Why would you even do that?” “Because I'm fucking crazy about you Priya, I'd do anything for you to notice me. I'd do anything for you. Just give me a chance and let me prove myself, I swear I'll not d
“Karl.”Priya pulled back, her palm flattening against his chest as she glanced over her shoulder. “What are you doing? What if Val sees us?”When she looked back at him, she realised he hadn’t been listening at all. His attention was fixed on one thing…her lips.“So what if she does?” he said quietly.Priya stepped away, creating space between them. “This isn’t right, Karl. We shouldn’t be doing this.”He smiled, slow and knowing. “Is that so? Because your eyes are telling a different story. Don’t deny it, Priya.”Her gaze flickered everywhere except his face.“You don’t have to stand out here,” she muttered. “You can go inside.”Karl’s lips curved into a smirk. “Sounds like someone’s worried about me.”She lifted her chin. “I’m not worried about you.”Then she turned and walked away.Karl chuckled softly, watching her retreat.“Did he like it?” Val asked casually, biting into her brownie.“What?” Priya blinked. “Oh…yes. He did.”Val stared at her for a second longer than necessary.
Priya sat on the sofa, gently squeezing the pillow in her hand and burying her face in it. Flashbacks of the night she kissed Karl replayed in her head and she felt so embarrassed. She couldn't even look at him and just rushed back into the house like a coward. How would she face him now? It would be so awkward. “Oh dear,” she sighed heavily, pouting as her phone rang, jolting her back to reality. She grabbed it as she brought it closer to her ear. “Hello.” “Hello, am I speaking to Miss Priya Singh?” She immediately sat up straight without even realising. “Yes, this is Priya.”“You applied for a job through our website for the cleaner's job at our restaurant, Tasty Bites.” Priya smiled as she nodded, forgetting she was on a phone call. “Yes, I did.”“Unfortunately, the cleaners' spot has been taken, so we can't pick you.” It felt like her whole world shattered as her face dulled. “Oh, is that so?” she said sadly. “However, we have a spot open for waitresses. Will you be intereste
Massimo pov The idea of meeting her one-on-one disgusted me, but I had to do it anyway. I needed to put her in her place before it was too late. She has had enough fucking fun. Zara was already seated when I arrived. She smiled the moment she saw me, the kind of smile that assumed things hadn’t changed, like we were meeting up for a romantic date. I wonder when she'll wake up and finally realise that we'll never go back to how we were at first, but sadly she has psyched herself not to think like that. “Massimo,” she breathed, standing. “I wasn’t sure you’d come.”I didn’t return the smile. I didn’t lean in. I barely acknowledged the kiss she tried to place on my cheek.“Sit,” I said.Confusion flickered across her face, quickly replaced by delight she clearly misread. She sat, eyes roaming over me like she was starving.“You look good,” she said softly. “I’ve missed you.” Her hand moved slowly as her fingers touched my hand. I stared at it for a minute, my brows furrowing in confu
“You’re leaving? Why?” Val looked like a wounded puppy as she gazed at her friend. “Is it because of what I said the other time? I'm sorry, I wasn't very considerate and I'm sorry.” Priya shook her head sideways with a smile on her face. “No, I'm not really bothered, and I'm not leaving because of what you said. I'm leaving for myself, I can't rely on you and your husband forever. That would be very selfish of me. I'm not a child, so I need to take care of myself. Karl already found me an apartment. You can come and visit anytime you want.” Val's shoulders fell, and she felt some way about her friend leaving. She somehow felt like it was her fault, that she made her uncomfortable. She looked at her, lips pressing into a thin line, and she nodded in agreement. Although she didn't want her to leave, she had no choice but to accept her decision. At the end of the day, she is her own person who needs to make decisions for herself. “Take care.” was the only thing she managed to say as







