Third Person POV
As Svetlana fell unconscious, Luca ran to Svetlana and caught her by the waist, breaking her fall.
Qianci and Juana stood up in shock. In dismay, they reached forward to inspect the girl but one look from Luca had them halting.
He brought his hand on her face and patted her cheeks. He fiercely shook her but to no avail, she didn't budge.
He opened her eyes to see them half rolled back, dilated. He picked her Bridal style and laid her in his lap as he sat on the sofa. He had a crazed look in his eyes.
"Baby, Get up! Damn it!" He was practically shouting.
He looked around frantically, picked a glass of water from the table, and sprinkled some on her.
He was feeling his heart beating abnormally. He was for the first time scared. He had given her a custom-made drug. It was well experimented but...
But could it be because of the drug's side effect, right? He didn't know what he will do in that case.
Any
Third Person POVThe room was themed in Grey and Azure, definitely a man's room and inspecting the size of the room and the things, a wealthy man.She looked down at her clothes, and her eyes widened in horror. She was in an oversized black tee and she wasn't wearing the same set of lingerie she was wearing last time.She at once checked her body to see if she had been taken advantage of. She sighed in relief when she found nothing.At once thinking about last day brought back memories, Luca's tantrum, Ivana dramatics, the fight, the Giannini Ancestral Mansion, and the... PREGNANCY!She was about to get out of the comforter and run for her life when the door opened to reveal Luca only wearing sweat pants and holding a tray of breakfast for two people.Luca glanced at her with a smirk, "I see, the sleeping beauty has finally decided to wake up."Svetlana stared at him and licked her lower lip. Luca's body was shining with sweat, looking Oh-so-
Third Person POV Svetlana turned the shower off and climbed out. She grabbed the pink towel and wrapped it on her wet hairs then took the other one and draped it on her body The shower had its personal hot tub but Svetlana didn't have time for a relaxing bath Luca had been gone to the office since the morning. She didn't because she was supposedly 'pregnant' and shouldn't be straining her body so much, so she was forced to resign Not that she had a hand in it. Neither was a resignation written by her nor was a notification given to her. Luca took care of it The Elders had no objections as Luca had decided that he will cohabit with Svetlana and the whole purpose of going to the office was satisfied She didn't argue too. The place was too domestic and civilized for her taste Luca was too overbearing that he even decided what she would wear. He was just too bossy but Svetlana didn't want to cause an argument or commotion when she
Third Person POVJust as she was lost in her thoughts the door opened, and Luca entered. Svetlana stood up to greet him with a smile, but when she saw him, she froze.He was wearing a navy blue suit and was looking dashing in it. Svetlana could see that dark colors looked better on his dark and mysterious personality.Svetlana reached his face with her eyes to see him checking her out too. And that's when they made eye contact.Luca eliminated the distance between them and hugged Svetlana, "Sweetheart, I missed you."Svetlana giggled and playfully threw her fist on his chest, "You just saw me in the morning."She just felt unexplained happiness looking at him.Luca looked down at her, still holding her by her waist, and whispered huskily in her ear, "That was too many hours without my heart. Such a torture every breath was for me."Svetlana rolled her eyes at his dramatics and playfully shoved him away, "Mr. Giannini, honey traps
Third Person POV"What are you thinking so hard?"Svetlana let out a deep breath. He was just so overbearing. He even wanted to control what she spoke, did, or even thought.He wanted to occupy everything about the things or people he 'owned'.He kept her around for his 'entertainment'. Because she was a new subject to dissect, to know all nooks and crannies of.He liked her because she was unique to his world, something novel.Svetlana smiled sweetly, the hollowness in it only she could feel, "I was thinking...this isn't your Mansion where you live. Right?"Luca chuckled, his frown smoothening, "Yeah, it isn't, but I wanted that house to be our Matrimonial House besides I am upgrading that Mansion for security and we needed a little renovating there before we get shifted there once we are married."Marriage was something he was trying too. To know the perks of it.Svetlana nodded and looked again out of the window, uninterested in conversations anym
Third Person POVSvetlana sat in front of the vanity mirror wearing a nightie arranged for her. All the makeup was washed off her skin by the relaxing bath she had taken.The voice of heavy water droplets clashing on the tiled floor was echoing the still room, Luca was taking a bath and he didn't even bother to lock the door, it was beyond her why would he even do that.The night was gone by the ladies planning the wedding and the irony was, they were planning her supposed 'wedding' without even consulting her for the color schemes.She looked at her reflection for the first time not in awe or vanity like a narcissist like she usually did, but today she frowned at her crystal clear reflection.She touched her face.Smooth, it was as smooth as a newly born pearl. Her skin was pale, snowy pale. her lips were cherry red, her eyes cat-like, and her hair the darkest shade of brown that if not seen in sunlight they could be mistaken as black
Third-Person POV At noon, Ashley took her to her room and tried to help her pack. They were packing everything in the order she was telling them to. There were too many memories, souvenirs, and even tapes of Sandra. The girl sure lived to brighten the world with her pure joy and carefree aura. Svetlan glanced at a picture frame with a frown on her face. In the picture, the girl was holding a bunny and was sitting flopped on the grass. Svetlana glanced at the mirror then turned back to the photo. She was like a mirror image of her except the honey hazel hair and the innocence, purity, fragility, and virtual allure on her. The girl was everything she wasn't. Luca must be blind or something. The girl was a kind that made men protective of her, she would have attracted them like a scented flower attracted bees. Svetlana felt a resentment like never before ignite. She wanted to know who the young woman and her myste
Okay, about the last chapter: I was in a hurry and made a mistake. I corrected it right away but the revisions on Goodnovel take a day or two to register. Happy Reading!Third Person POVIvana dropped her fist and laid on her back beside Svetlana.In a trashed bar with broken tables, shattered glass, and injured limbs they were as peaceful as they were in their crib.That is the kind of relationship they had, a toxic friendship.They had both done considerable harm to the other. Nothing fatal but if they were against any common rank lot, they would've done lasting damages.They stayed down, heaving heavy breaths to calm their raging minds and racing hearts for a while in pregnant silence with the only sound reaching their ears was either their heavy breath or erratic hearts."He isn't worth it."Ivana scoffed that ended in a coughing fit, "You don't sound convinced enough."Svetlana pursed her lips and exhaled, thinking it through. Sh
Third Person POVOn a secluded area in the middle of nowhere with nothing but uncivilization around the premesis Svetlana stopped the car.Wiping her face and body with wet wipes, of all the dirt and vile liquids, she winced at the pain that erupted by touching her bruises. She could tell there wasn't any fatal internal injury but her ribs were surely bruised."That b*tch!" Svetlana cursed with every hiss and moan in pain.There wasn't much she could do in this state of her. Her hairs were sweaty and sticky and smelled of champagne and vodka.She ripped open the carton and took out a change of a Tee shirt, denim jeans and a scarlet jacket.She was in no condition to exhibit her body in a seducing-short dress. There were bluish bruises on many parts of her body. She looked like a woman who has objected victim to domestic violence.Svetlana inspected her swollen cheek and busted lip and closed her eyes in irritation. She cur