Chapter 7 - On The Way To The Airport

Five years later

Cora’s POV

I sprang up from my bed excitedly, I was in a really good mood. Today was finally the day I would meet my love after what seemed like forever. I hurriedly rushed to my bathroom to wash my face, I needed to look good before meeting him.

“ Young mistress, your green tea is ready,” one of the maids announced as she walked in.

“ Place it on the center table, I'm coming,” I instructed from inside the bathroom.

“ Yes ma,” she replied.

“ Are mom and dad still around?” I questioned as I stepped out of the bathroom.

“ Yes, but they'll be heading out soon,” she informed.

“ It's alright,” I said sipping my tea. I picked up my phone and dialed a number, it rang for a while. “ C’mon, pick up,” I bit my nails.

“ Hello!” Lily's cheerful voice pierced through the phone and into my ears,at least she was alive. 

“ Yes, it's sort of a miracle that you picked up this fast,” I sighed.

“ Haha, you were just lucky my phone was close by,” she giggled. “ So what's up? Is there anything you want to tell me?” She knew I never called for no reason.

“ Please tell me that you're still in Italy,” I pleaded with her. The reason everyone called her to confirm if she was still alive was that she travelled everywhere and at any time. Today she's in Paris, tomorrow she's in India maybe Afghanistan next time. I didn't see what she enjoyed by being to places everytime. It's like she didn't like to be in a place for long.

“ Why? You wanna go shopping?” She questioned.

“ Shopping is just a category under what I really want to do. It's more or less a girls’ day out,” I explained. “ So please tell me you haven't listened to your feet and heart and gone somewhere else?”

“ Fortunately for you, I'm still here in Italy,” could I get any luckier today? 

“ Yes,” I rejoiced. “ I'll meet you up in a bit at your house, just give me a second,” I said before finally hanging up. “ I'm going to take a shower now so no one should disturb me and don't worry, I'll be done before dad leaves,” I told my maid who simply nodded her head before leaving.

With my mini-skirt and my fur jacket on, I ran down the stairs in excitement after having a relaxing shower.

“ Mom! Dad!” I yelled for them as I entering the main living room.

“ Why are you acting like a child so early in the morning?” Gab, my cousin who I didn't even know was here complained.

“ You should have gotten used to it by now,” I stuck out my tongue.

“ Whatever,” he continued pressing his phone. I ran over to him and hugged him from behind. His neck rather. “ Shoo,” he attempted to drive me away but I wouldn't budge.

“ It's her again, isn't it?” I gasped as I read his chats.

“ Are you reading my chats again?” He turned to look at me and I quickly scurried away, apologizing half-heartedly and running away but that ended when I nearly bumped into my parents.

“ Cora! My goodness, why are you running?” My mom panicked, her English beautifully decorated with an Italian accent. “ Do you want to hurt yourself?”

“ Mom?!” I complained. “ I'm not a kid anymore, it's a bit insulting to treating me like one,” I frowned. I was already twenty-seven for pits’ sake.

“ I'm glad you know you're an adult now and that's exactly why you shouldn't be acting like a child,” dad folded his hands. “ If you keep behaving like one, then we'll keep treating you like one,” he concluded.

“ Whatever,” I rolled my eyes unbothered. 

“ I'm curious as to why you're so bubbly this morning,” Mom gave me a suspicious look as she twisted her brows.

“ Isn't she always bubbly?” Dad looked at her.

“ I know her regular bubbly side and when she's excited, there's a bit of a difference. I don't know how I know but I know,”

“ And you're right, mom,” I nodded my head. “ Guess what? I'm going to see him today,” I beamed.

“ Do you mean...,”

“ Ah, I nearly forgot that I really did promise that I would send you back to the US to represent the company and still use the opportunity to meet him,” dad finally remembered his promise of a week back.

“ But that's not the only reason I'm here,” I said stretching my hands out. “ I'm going shopping and I need your card, black card precisely,” I winked at my dad trying to persuade him.

“ Shoo, go and find your man to bill,” mom shooed me away. “ Besides, don't you have your own card?”

“ Yeah, I have but not a black card. It's a regular credit card,” I emphasized on the regularity of my card.

“ Even if there's more than enough money to spend on there,” she tried to convince me.

“ It's not about the money. Can't I have my bragging rights?” Was that so hard to ask for?

“ Honey, anyone who sees you and sees your card is going to know who you are,” she stood her ground.

“ I'm not even asking you,” I really wasn't even talking to her.

“ Honey, it's fine,” he touched mom lightly on the shoulder. “ Whatever our daughter wants, she gets,” this was his catch phrase for me, talk about perks of being the daughter of the Vandenberg’s. He handed the card over to me, after which I gave he and Mom a peck on the cheeks before leaving the house.

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         “ Wait, are you for real? Are you still into him?” Lily questioned turning to look at me as we were being massaged. “ I mean, you barely even got to meet him that last time. How could you possibly claim to be in love with him?” She squinted her eyes at me. I couldn't really tell if the squinting was out of pain derived from the massaging or the fact that she didn't get me.

         “ And what would you know about love?” I scoffed. “ Love doesn't need to exist for eternity, neither do I have to have met him a million times before knowing that he's the one for me,” I briefed.

“ You're crazy,” she shook her head in amusement. “ Didn't his girlfriend or was it his fiancee die sometime back?” She questioned. 

“ Yes but why are we talking about it?” I snapped as my mood suddenly went sour.

“ Sheesh, no need to get mad,” she backed off. “ I was just saying,”

“ Well, it's his fiancee and she's dead.”

“ O-k-a-y...,” she stretched unsure of how to react. I knew I was acting all worked up but I couldn't help but feel that way. “ My point is, I'm not sure he'll be over her so what's the chance that he'll let you into his life?” She just had a way of dampening my mood.

“ Don't be a pessimist and besides, I'm going to make sure I'll be the only one in his eyes. Not to mention, that he never really loved her,” I smiled as I said the last part like I was bragging.

“ And how do you know that?” 

“ Is there anything I don't know?” I analyzed my nails as I scoffed. I knew everything about everything especially when it dealt with my man.

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“ Ladies and gentlemen, Premiere Airways welcomes you to Riverdale city. The local time is one o'clock using GMT-5. For your safety and the safety of the people around you, please remain seated with your seatbelts fastened and keep the aisle(s) clear until we are parked at the gate,” the pilot announced through the speakers as we landed. I took a deep breath - I was finally back.

Getting off the plane, I walked through the lobby of the airport with the wheels of my luggage tap dancing on the smooth floor as my bodyguards followed me. I got into my expensive black Jeep with my entourage following in front and behind.

“ Young mistress, where would you like to stop first? Should I take you home or is there somewhere you would like to go to first?” The driver questioned.

“ Take me to Bourne Groups. That's the major reason I'm here,” I said looking out the window.

“ Yes, ma'am,” he said focusing back on the road.

Heads turned as the heels of my boots went clip-clop against the floor of the building as I walked in. Shades on and heads held up high, I walked past the gasping workers who whispered as I past. I liked the attention.

” You?” He froze as he noticed me, his men stopped abruptly behind him.

“ Yes. It's been a while, CEO Kasper,” I took off my shades and beamed. Our reunion was long overdue. 

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