Millicent had heard her father mention he was going to ask that one of the empty offices in the building be given to Isaac, as he now had many reasons to frequent the Bianchi Group headquarters regularly. However, she didn't think he would be so quick to transform that place. Which was a funny thought to have because nothing in that room had changed much from the regular decor. However, there was something about how he had arranged his desk and dimmed the lights, making the entire room feel colder and more intimidating, that was simply the perfect fit with Isaac's personality.
Even that smell of cologne and nicotine was already all over the air around.
“Miss. Bianchi?” His voice reached her and, through his tone, she realized that it probably wasn't the first time he had called her.
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After an entire day of holding her ground and acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening, Millicent had to admit she was exhausted like she had rarely been in her life before. At least, she could console herself by saying that, despite that exhausting day of having to endure stares and murmurs wherever she went, her goals had all been completed. Austin and his father would have access to a much smaller amount of her family's money and she had changed absolutely every lock in her office, to ensure Austin wouldn't dare try anything clever when she wasn't around.The project he had stolen would be the last thing he would take from her.Massaging the back of her neck, Millicent finished locking her room, ready to just stop by the women's bathroom one last time, before telling Sage she was ready to go home. However, the cry of a voice she knew very well stopped her in her tracks, still hidden on the other side of the bathroom door. “Please, I’ve already been humiliated enough…
“Since I gave Austin this kind of understanding, I thought it would be fair to give you the same treatment.” Millicent said coldly, as she watched Jasmine slowly cup her own cheek, as if she was too in disbelief to believe what had happened.“You…” she caressed the mark Millicent’s fingers had left on her face, her expression turning from hurt to furious “How could you do this to me?!”“I've asked myself the same thing about you many times since I caught you sleeping with my fiancé on the trip we took to New York.” the same moment Millicent said that, Jasmine froze, almost as if she had pointed a gun in her direction “What? Are you wondering which day exactly I surprised you two together? There are certainly many possibilities, right?” she laughed sharply “Don’t worry too much about it. The things I heard at that time were enough. I didn't even have to ask myself for long why my boyfriend and one of my best friends would do something like that to me. It wasn't hard to realize you were
After that exhausting day, in which there seemed to be no energy left in a single cell in her body, Millicent just wanted to go home and get some rest. But apparently even that couldn't be easy.“Oh, fuck. Here we go again.” Sage growled the second they stepped out of the elevator on the ground floor and came face to face with Austin, standing there in the parking lot, looking like he truly believed that his one-man barricade would be enough to defeat all of her security team “I have permission to punch him and knock him out, so you can go to the car in peace?”"No. That would make him call the police on you and the last thing I want is for you to spend the night in jail.” Millicent sighed ruefully “Let’s just try to lose him, like we’ve done all day…”“Millie!” Austin screamed the moment he noticed her there and just the sound of his voice made Millicent stop for a moment and think about accepting Sage's proposal “Please, baby, wait! We can’t let the day end without us talking about
“What the…!” Isaac growled, causing his driver's face to appear over the back of the seat.“I’m sorry, sir. A cat appeared out of nowhere in the direction of the car and I had to brake to try not to hit it…”“A cat?” Millicent gasped “And is it okay?”“I… I don’t know…” the man swallowed hard “Nothing seemed to hit the car’s wheel, but…”“That’s fine…” Isaac huffed, irritated “Just make sure you pay more attention to the road next time…”“What? But… We should stop and check if the cat is okay.” Millicent interrupted him “If he was hit, he needs to be taken to a vet…”“We are close to where several roads meet. If it has run away, it will be impossible to find it.” he replied and, in his tone, Millicent heard no disdain or cruelty. Just… Practicality. However, she still shrugged her shoulders in annoyance.“Of course, you don’t have to worry about it. Thanks for the ride. I’m going to look for the kitten and I can go home in my own car, after that.” She said goodbye politely, but just a
A business group of the Bianchi's magnitude had meetings taking place and important decisions being made all the time, every day. However, Millicent was starting to realize that when it came to Isaac, people tended to overreact for some reason.“They seem pretty sure that Austin is going to lose his managerial post today.” Cassidy commented, as if she had read her mind, as the two watched the movement of all the employees in that sector who looked more like ants preparing for the entrance of their queen “I bet they just don't want to lose their seats to watch this from the box.”“I wish it were that easy, but the decision to choose Austin was made in conjunction with all the other investors and executives.” Millicent sighed “Even though Isaac is the main investor, he can't just go against everything and everyone without a plausible reason. Besides, there are already enough rumors spreading about why my father chose him.” “Are you talking about this shit about everyone thinking you guy
Millicent was… Totally shocked.Hours had passed since Isaac had named her as his representative and one of the company's top supervisors, but she still couldn't believe it had actually happened. She certainly had long wanted to take an opportunity to prove her worth, but… Well, the comment that there were people more qualified than her was not a lie. She had never been more than an intern or junior executive at the company. The most she had ever done was elaborate on every project Austin had ever presented as his, including the one he had stolen.Just thinking about it made her grit her teeth. Damn, had she been that stupid? What exactly had stopped her from realizing he always left the hard work to her and just took the credit? However, there was one question that was much more important than all the others: was she really capable of doing a good job? Or was that too much and she would only end up humiliating herself?With her thoughts piercing her mind like shards of glass, Millice
“You… How could you…?” Austin looked around, almost as if he wanted to remind her they weren't alone there and there were several dozen tongues to criticize her if she disdained of the romantic moment he had created.And, on any other occasion, perhaps Millicent might even give in to the pressure of being in public, just as she had when he had proposed. However, Austin probably didn't imagine the disgust she felt whenever she had the displeasure of coming face to face with him. It was what made her sure she wouldn't say yes to him again, even if her life depended on it.“You can save all your romanticism for Jasmine. That's all I have to give you: the possibility of leaving a relationship you were in just out of obligation and being with who you really want.” Millie shrugged, turning away from him “Isn't that en
Millicent had only felt this nervous on her first day of work in that building, over a year ago. But, well, if she was fair to herself, this was indeed a new first day of work for her, now as a supervisor sent by Isaac. Gosh, her hands were as cold as a corpse's, but even so she refused to stop once again on her way or hide in some bathroom to catch her breath.This was her chance to prove her worth. She couldn't chicken out or let others realize she was the one who was most suspicious about her own abilities.Taking a deep breath, Millicent straightened her shoulders and tried not to get distracted by her own thoughts again the moment the elevator opened. She had been working on that same floor for months, but somehow, now that immensity of tables and workstations seemed new and even more intimidating than before. Especially when, the instant she approached where all her other co-workers were, their conversations ended abruptly in the same instant, as all eyes in the place turned to
“So when exactly are you going to finish babysitting your boyfriend?” Laura snorted, her voice sounding almost like a hiss on the other end of the line “I have important things to discuss with you and your father.”“I’m sure you do.” Millie laughed, pausing to take a sip of her coffee “So, it looks like Emma really is willing to pitch in now, doesn’t it?”“Oh, of course she is.” even though they were miles apart, Millicent knew her aunt was rolling her eyes just by her tone of voice "She wouldn't let go of the opportunity to end everything her half-sister had built through the mafia. And she would also never allow her long-awaited victory to be tarnished by the news of the appearance of her illegitimate daughter." “Dad commented that she still seems to be acting emotional around you…”“Don’t be fooled by that old fox’s acting.” Laura scolded, clearly uncomfortable "She doesn't care about anything or anyone but herself. She's just trying to act sorry to make sure I didn't open my mout
Hello everyone! First of all, I want to apologize for the last two days without any chapters. I had another emergency due to my father's health, but luckily things are calmer now. Hopefully, I'll be able to post the new chapter in a few hours
Isaac hated hospitals. That smell of antiseptic and metal seemed capable of permeating his skin and Isaac could recognize it anywhere. Even in moments like that, when his eyes were so heavy they seemed to never want to open again, he was able to recognize where he was just by that terrible smell. He had stopped in hospital rooms several times throughout his life and, usually, it was an indication that he hadn't been careful enough. What had it been that time? His head was hurting too much for him to remember, but Isaac still struggled. There was pain, his face wet from something hot that was probably blood, and the loud sound of metal… Just like when he had almost died when his car's brakes were cut when he was 18.So, Evan had managed to get him into a hospital bed again. How predictable. He had been more creative before.A soft sob from his side made something inside his chest flutter. Which was ridiculous, because it wasn't like Vincent or Dominic would cry if they came to visit.
Sometimes, Isaac missed how his life was half a year ago.It was equally terrible, of course, but at least he wasn't so aware of it. He could fill his days thinking only about revenge and living as if the only truly functional organ in his body was his brain. But now, here he was, haggard and miserable, only because the rusty thing inside his chest had decided to work. At least, before returning to America, he didn't miss anyone or suffer from the same loneliness that had accompanied him since his birth.Now, even in moments like this, when he should have been focused only on his plans, all he could think about was Millicent.With a heavy sigh, Isaac took a step towards the underground parking lot of his building when the elevator doors opened. That day was being especially difficult because he still hadn't managed to shake off the tension from the previous afternoon, when Dominic had almost ruined everything by allowing Millicent to overhear part of their argument. At least, she didn
Millicent had spent almost the entire day on the phone without actually speaking. She had dialed the same number over and over again, with adequate intervals between calls, of course. She wanted information, not to be a nuisance. However, as her time at the office drew to a close, she was ready to give up for another hour and get ready to leave, until, to her shock, that last call finally went through."Hello, Mrs. Bianchi. I was hoping you'd call again. I'm sorry we didn't answer sooner.""Don't be sorry, Tyler. You shouldn't worry about anything other than your mother right now." Millicent responded to the youngest Davis son, a boy she knew was the same age and attended the same school as Alessandro “I just wanted to know how your mother's condition is."“She’s… Stable now.” Her heart sank at the way he avoided using the word 'fine' "She woke up for a while this afternoon and managed to eat, but... She's still very much in shock. She even asked if everything that happened on Sunday
Silence took over the room for a moment, so deep that Millicent could swear she could hear everyone's heartbeat there. Just like her face was at that moment, everyone had expressions of shock, worry and expectation, as they waited for Emma’s reaction…With the exception of Massimo, who has a huge Machiavellian smile on his face.Emma's response, however, was probably nothing like either of them expected. First, her face filled with shock and terror, which was certainly quite predictable. But instead of starting to scream and deny, as Millicent thought she would, Emma remained silent, as gradually the horror on her face gave way to anger, then shame, sadness and, finally, resignation.“So…” Emma’s voice trembled, just a ghost compared to how she was acting a moment ago. “It’s really you, isn’t it?”“What did you give me?” Laura sneered, indifferently.“You… You still look like him.” Emma said that with her eyes focused solely on her own hands, nervously twisting the skirt of her dress
"Massimo, if we're going to do this, then I think you should at least try to hide your mocking smile. I don't think anyone will have any doubt that our intentions are not good if they see you entering my mother's house." Dante sighed, straightening up in the seat of the limo they were all in, clearly nervous."What are you talking about? That's my normal face." Massimo shrugged, that smile only widening “Can’t a man be in a good mood anymore?”“You don’t even know what Laura’s plans are for tonight, Massimo.” Alice lightly elbowed him, "She's not necessarily going to make a fuss or embarrass Emma. If you're expecting a show, you might end up disappointed."“Well, I could certainly use some entertainment, but I don’t care.” "I would love to see Emma's expression when she finds out that we all know she has her own illegitimate child, but just being able to walk through her house tonight and look into her face knowing that is enough."“I just hope that whatever Laura is planning really co
"Why did you come back?" Millicent questioned, frustrated "You clearly left not only your name and your life, but also your entire past behind. Anyone can see that you got the happy life you wanted, alongside your husband. So... Why now? If you didn't come back for so many years, even knowing the kind of person you had left Isaac alone with... What changed?"“I always wanted to go back for Isaac.” she stated, shrinking "But... Circumstances were never favorable enough... Until he became an adult and it seemed to be too late. But, I never left him helpless. Neither he nor my brother." Imogen chewed on her lower lip "I shouldn't have been surprised that Vincent suspected I was alive. He was always good at seeing more than other people were capable of. That was one of the reasons I left Isaac. I knew his uncle would protect him, especially after he turned 18. I just didn't expect Vince to involve him in his damn revenge plans!" Imogen growled "He should have left Isaac alone! Help him go
“You can start talking.” Millicent snapped, after several minutes had passed, lengthening that terribly uncomfortable silence between them “That's what you came here for, isn't it?”"Yes, I..." Imogen's voice shook, almost breaking "It's just... I think I spent too much time trying to forget the past. Talking about it isn't as simple as opening your mouth and letting the words come out." She massaged her own throat for a moment, as if it were actually a physical pain “How much… How much do you know about what my life was like, when I was still Imogen Carnby?”“I know what your son and your brother told me.” Millie sighed "I know your relationship with your father wasn't good and your marriage with Evan was terrible. But, I still don't think that justifies it..." “Terrible is quite a kind word for my situation at that time.” Imogen interrupted, with a dark smile "It's not like I blame Vincent for not knowing how to tell my side of the story properly. He was preoccupied with his own pro