Giancarlo
I stared at the gate agent like she had suddenly grown two heads. None of what she was saying made sense to me and the sight of the security men approaching only added to my anger.
It was clear from the look on her face that Claire was tensed. Though she was trying to keep her wits together, I could almost heart the sound of her loud heart beat.
“What do you mean by we can't take off?” I asked, throwing a quick glance to the security men that had already gotten to us. One tried to grab my arm, but I moved just in time, glaring at him.
“Don't you dare touch me! What the fuck is going on? Are you forgetting who I am?” It wasn't my style to use such lines, but at this point it seemed they were forgetting I was a Caruso.
“I'm sorry sir, there's a issue with the clearance of this flight, so you can't take off.” the lady said, still holding that tight-lipped smile on her face.
ClaireWhen Giancarlo asked me that question, I could feel my heart leave its position and travel to the bottom of my stomach. My heart picked its pace as I thought of any possibilities of him knowing what almost happened between me and Enzo.And now….When his words paused and his mouth slightly opened from the impending reply, it was weird. His brows knitted together, and his gaze fixed on something beyond me. Confusion tightened his features, and his mouth closed.I frowned, following his line of sight, but all I saw were travelers hustling past—families juggling bags, lovers hugging themselves goodbye, businessmen glued to their phones, and a little boy dragging a blue suitcase twice his size. Nothing out of the ordinary."What's wrong?" I asked, my voice low.He didn’t respond, didn’t even blink. His jaw shifted slightly, the muscle there taut as if he was trying to piece something toge
Giancarlo A smile tugged the left side of my lips as I buckled in properly and prepared for take off while replaying the conversation I just had with Claire on my head. I found her excitement and surprise at me booking the whole place amusing and childish, and it felt good bragging about my wealth. I relaxed back into my chair about to close my eyes as the pain began to take off, but slow heavy breath seeped into my ears. I turned to Claire and my eyebrows dipped into a frown. Her gaze was unsteady and she was taking in constant deep breaths. Her fingers gripped the armrest like it was the only thing keeping the plane from falling out of the sky.I smirked, leaning in closer. "You know, the plane's not gonna crash just because you're squeezing that armrest to death."Her gaze steadied as her head snapped towards my direction. "I’m not scared.""Uh-huh." I let out a soft laugh. "And I’m a ballet dancer."She glared, but the way her breath hitched when the engines roared gave her aw
ClaireThe moment the receptionist told Giancarlo that getting separate rooms was against their policy, I knew I was screwed. My heart threatened to fall into the cold pits of my stomach as I recalled the requests I made. “Is there nothing we can do about it? It's my fault, I made a mistake while booking the room.” I spoke, trying not to let my nervousness shake my words. She blinked. "A mistake?"I glanced towards Giancarlo and the look on his face planted more dread in my stomach. Oh God. The candles, silk sheets, rose petals… and the handcuffs. Fuck! the handcuffs. My skin prickled with humiliation just thinking about it."Yes." I forced a laugh that sounded strained even to me. "The thing is we’re not… a couple." I paused, clearing my throat before lowering my voice. "So, uh, I need two separate rooms instead. You know how awkward it would be if we shared the same room . Help a girl in need."Her polite smile faltered. "I'm sorry, but our policy doesn't allow room changes upon c
GiancarloThe light reflecting in her bluish green eyes made it sparkle more than it normally did. The moment my hand dropped to her waist, her pupils dilated and it almost felt like she had become wood at the wake of my touch. “What? Cat got your tongue? I thought you had a sharp mouth?” I asked with a smirk on my face, pinning her with a daring gaze. She opened her mouth to say something but closed it back unable to say a word.In that moment, my mouth moved to bed lips, and this time I was the one working to swallow the lump in my throat.“Wh— what do you think you're doing?” The soft whisper of her voice snapped me out of it as I let her go immediately, swallowing and taking a step back.“At the end of the day, you still admire this self absorbed asshole.” I said to her, plucking off the first two buttons of my shirt. “You're not only self absorbed but arrogant. It's sad you think every woman admire you.” “It's not. I am Giancarlo Caruso, every woman does admire me. You were
ClaireMy boobs pressed into his chest, my forehead almost meeting with his.ni couldn't see it, but from the air hitting my upper thighs, I knew it was bare. For a few seconds I was stiff as I just stared into his eyes, enjoying the feeling of his hard chest against my soft ones. His wet hair fell over his face, hiding a part of his eyes, making him look sexy. Finally, the blood started flowing through my veins properly and I snapped out of my trance. I pushed myself off him with a strong force, I could swear I had his bone crack underneath my weight. “I–I’m so sorry… I didn't mean…I…” “Stop stuttering like you were caught having extramarital affairs.” He said in a teasing voice, relieving the tension that had built up in me. I scoffed and smiled, letting go of the breath I was holding.“Tch…you wish. And even if I was, I wouldn't cheat with someone like you.” I said, rearranging the pillows properly again. “Are you sure about that?” I opened my mouth to say something in my defe
Giancarlo What the hell is wrong with me? For a moment, I almost let myself forget. Almost leaned in, almost let my hands crawl from her thighs it had landed and to her ass, almost let the heat of that moment consume my heart whole.Then reality hit me like a slap to the face. This wasn’t real.Then a reminder that our engagement was fake, that all these is just an act for the public to think we were actually together, that none of this was real and I was in a hotel room she meant to share with her ex boyfriend.I grabbed my towel, not bothering to take anything else, and pushed open the door. I could feel her eyes boring holes into my back as I walked out without waiting for her to finish speaking. The moment the warm night air hit me, I felt like I could breathe again. The scent of the ocean was thick in the breeze, the distant crash of waves a soothing music to my ears. The water villa Claire got was a short walk away. It was private, secluded and exactly what I needed at the m
ClaireThe second I woke up, the first thing I had on my mind was my conversation with Eliza last night. I had no idea how I was able to fall asleep after, but I was dreaming almost the same second the call drop. The thought of Enzo talking to Eliza about this just because he likes it made me see him in a completely different light. It was petty, and I don't know how Giancarlo would react if I told him his best friend was crushing on me and because of that spilled out secret to my sister who threatened to ruin his image herself if we didn't end this madness as soon as possible. But Enzo doesn't look like a snitch? “Alex didn't look like a two timing bastard either.” My subconscious voice yelled at me and I sighed. Fair enough. Though I still found it hard that Enzo would do such a thing, but I didn't know what else to think. I sighed in Exasperation as I moved smoothly in the water, trying to ease the tension I was feeling. “I shouldn't have let this happen in the first place, no
Giancarlo “That was how I lost my mother.” The words were slipping out of my mouth before I could register it in my head and I didn't feel cautioned for letting it out after. “I– oh my God. I didn't know, it was never on the news. All we knew was that your father died a few days after you were born and your mum followed suit fifteen years later.” I didn't need to look in her direction to know she was staring at me with pitiful gazes, and that wasn't what I wanted. “I was in the pool swimming that day when I had muscle cramps just like you did and there was no one around. My mum wasn't a good swimmer and…” I paused, swallowing the lump in my throat before speaking again. “.... I guess you can tell what happened from then on. Some people blamed me for it, and I couldn't blame them. Only if I had listened to her and not go into the pool that day, she'd still be here.” She looked at me with that pitiful gaze that got my skin crawling. Opened her mouth to speak a few times but ended
Giancarlo.I widened both my eyes and my mouth as i stared doubtfully at her, heart pounding hard and hands shaking with the mere thought of everything.Could Claire truly do this to me? My heart raced and my blood pressure plummeted as I tried to understand the scenario, mind feeling like it was encircled in a spiky hammer and lips feeling very hot from the burning look in her eyes.Her eyes burnt ever so harshly, furnace of hate and resentment glowing so hard that the blood that bubbled in my mouth had to even still in fear with her fiery eyes.Nothing seemed to make sense, everything was just moving in a zig-zag fashion that it was extremely difficult to track it down.How could she do this to me? I wondered hurtfully. Could this really be her? The thought was icy in my head, sizzling with the fire burning inside me.As if in reply to my mountainous question, her appearance began to change. First, her lips; soft and succulent, were transformed into a darker and more manly lips purs
Giancarlo.I looked intently at the liquid, more in pondering than in horror, the veins in my head popping in and out in worry.With my banging head, it was hard to make connections properly especially when Claire was not even around to make things clearer. Or was she? The idea suddenly popped into my mind as I remembered the balcony, hands moving away from the liquid for a moment and look out to the chairs at the balcony.She could be there and waiting patiently for my return or probably receiving some fresh vegetation air.I moved with slow, unsteady steps towards the balcony, eyes checking backwards to reconfirm that the fading red dot from my eyesight was blood, and head thumping hollowly, feeling as empty as a useless milktin.Even when my tired mind thought that it was blood, I was still too confused to understand the enormosity of everything and make quick moves to a health practitioner.So I lazily walked up to her, like nothin
Giancarlo.I didn't even know what put me to sleep nor how long I had slept. But I certainly did know what brutally hauled me awake, panting like a dog and eyes widened like a pussy. My ears were not even spared from the brutality as my shrieking phone was literally shouting painful waves into my newly awakened senses, circulating pains into my upper body and making me wish there was a way I could just die at once. Its loudness was no doubt the source of my awakening as it continued on tiredlessly proudly teaching me a lesson I was certain to never forget.I looked around, head banging in confusion, hands finding trouble feeling, legs feeling more like there were two planks of wood lying peacefully on them.I was still looking around trying to put two and two together and maybe find an explanation why I was just so confused.Aside from the violently ringing phone that was threatening to rip my head and ears off and plunge it into the vegetations across the balcony, I found it diffic
Giancarlo.Suddenly, everywhere grew hot and suffocating, my chest beating faster than a talking drum and forehead throbbing hard. I tried to think of a time I had actually helped Lorenzo out with something, but surprisingly my mind sang nothing back.I shook my head sharply in disappointment, continuously hoping for just one scenario to surface and save my friendship and brotherhood.My brain was blank and suffering much with the hard exertion, my eyes growing blurry from the many colorful stars that appeared before them and fingers hardening from too much clenching and unclenching.Was there truly no time that I had gone through thick and thin for him? I brooded helplessly, guilt and hurt fighting for a room in my already tired and weak heart and my stomach churning with a promise of a successful nausea.I racked my brain harder, his glare growing more intense, burning through my self-control and leaving me nakedly exposed to his perfect judgement.The result from my intensively ra
Giancarlo.Since when? My pulse pounded hard, throat feeling as dry as charcoal and heart slicing the words into dices of anger and surprise.Was he perchance kidding me? My mind rotated in horrifying surprise, and my eyes dilated as I looked to the floor for answers.How could I have been so blind to not have noticed anything? I wondered deeply, hands moving to my chin in perfect posture.But then, he had barely shown anything to me and Elizabeth had not even been around.Or was she around all the while? Numerous thoughts ran through my mind as his words sunk deep into me, feeling very unwelcomed in my brain."Since when?" I managed to ask calmly, the warring thoughts in my head, buried suppressingly by my self-control but still struggling to raise the rock pressing it down.He turned to look at Claire who had frozen on her track while trying to head to the bathroom and smiled."It's been three weeks now," he replied in a calm tone too, hands clenching by his sides and eyes looking e
Giancarlo.Claire reeled forward almost falling, hands running fast to her knees to act as a tripod stand.I quickly held her back, aching with her from her sisters banging words. Perspiration dropped like trickles of rain down to my legs, feeling more cold than hot as she seemed to wish to haul herself violently to the floor.While I didn't see anything wrong with her, stating her view and turning the table on her mom, Elizabeth certainly saw a thousand things wrong with it and had not hesitated to set the matter straight.Claire began to gasp for breath by my side, falling a little forward to get more air and hands slipping and almost sending her to my the ground.Just as I held her back, she began to cough violently, tears streaming down her eyes and shoulder rising and falling in unison with her chest."Calm down, she'll come around," I tried to reassure her, pulling her up and closer to my chest and welcoming the vanilla scent from her hair. “Don't let her words get much to you.
Claire.I watched as his expression dropped from shock to horror, eyes widening more than they should and lips parted wide.It was seriously embarrassing to think that they had never connected things that far and that a civilian like me was the one rather blessed with the brains to dissolve the case.My heart thumped with a brief moment of joy as surprised danced in their expression, eyes mirroring their lost war and my victorious win.I had managed to change the situation into something useful, hadn't I? I smiled to myself, deep enough that it displayed itself on my face."Uhhm... I think we need to go," the man stuttered embarrassedly, face turning crimson and hands quickly pushing the phone back into his pocket.The lady tried not to meet my eyes and just followed behind in a rush, eyes somewhat bowed and focusing more on her shoes.Were cops supposed to behave like that? I wondered amusingly as they left with their battered pride.I smiled to myself again, giving myself a heartfel
Claire."I don't know, Claire. It seems you're complicating things," the female police seemed to be speaking through her nose as she had suddenly forgotten all formalities and allowed her rage, permanently sit on the surface. I almost burst in laughter with her squeezed red face that looked like she had just received a surprise triple punch on it."Does it really seem like it?" I teased, glowering as her face contorted the more, eyes shooting sharp swords at me and lips forming with a promise of a battering insult.The male cop shot her a calm but commanding glare that sent the insult in her lips back to the pit where they came from and helped fix her shitty face into an emotionless one."I think I've explained it in the best layman terms that exist. If it seems complicated to you, maybe, just maybe it's difficult for you comprehend, not that what I said is complicated," I concluded sweetly, all smiles and little regret dancing melodiously in my heart.Carlo moved into the picture, w
Claire.All attention was on me, the gasps strong enough to fall like a gentle breeze on my warm cheeks and the stares feeling like hot flames on my skin and scalding some part of me.I could especially feel a burning stare from the female cop, hot and consuming, spanning as long as a lifetime and carrying with it other hot emotions that weren't far from hatred and contempt.Was she annoyed already? I smiled to myself, feeling like a queen in a beautiful castle and the hard glares at me loosing their intensity on me.Why was she angry?I thought. I hadn't said anything yet and she was already burning? I wondered in amusement, feeling more confidence swimming under my skin."Are you aware that you just verbally abused us?" Her voice was icy with fury, voice trembling and her hands clenching by her side. Her chattering teeth was grinding loud enough that it could even be heard amidst her sharp inhales and exhales and her creased foreheads develop an extra line of rage and her eyebrows s