If anyone in high society were asked who Millicent Bianchi was, there would be only one answer: She was the eldest daughter of Massimo Bianchi. And, because of that, she had everything.
Even though she doesn't deserve it.
She had a loving family, loyal friends, a job she had achieved without any effort and a surname that carried a legacy too great for someone as mediocre as her...
And now, she also had a flawless engagement party. Courtesy of a perfect groom to a not-so-perfect bride. This was very clear to everyone, as her future husband was happily greeting all the High Society bigwigs who were scattered around the Bianchi’s garden, while Millicent was there, hidden in the shadows, observing everything from afar.
Like always.
“You know you don’t have to force yourself to do this.” Her mother’s gentle voice whispered in her ear “It’s a big step. If you don’t want to go through with all of this, your father and I will be here to protect you and sort things out.”
“I know you will be.” Millicent struggled to smile at her, hating that she was worrying her poor mother on what was supposed to be one of the most special days of their lives “But… This time, I'm going to stand on my own two feet. I chose to be here today.” She looked back toward the party, watching as her fiancé and her bridesmaids chatted nearby, looking around as if they were looking for her “And I'm not going to let any of my stupid fears stop me from doing what I need to do.”
“Millicent…”
“Well, I think I've taken a break long enough.” Millicent took a deep breath, trying to ignore any feelings other than her determination “Austin’s parents won’t forgive me if I leave their flawless party without a flawless bride.”
She did her best to keep a calm smile frozen on her face as she walked away from her mother, causing all eyes to turn in her direction, weighing heavily on her shoulders. However, that day, she didn't have time to feel intimidated or nervous around those people. Not when her only focus was the man standing near the drinks table, smiling prettily at her, tall and blond like the Prince Charming she used to read about in fairytales when she was just a little girl. And, next to him, was his friend Jasmine with a microphone in her hands, looking euphoric.
“There’s my future wife.” Austin wrapped his arms around her waist as Millicent approached, not even giving her the opportunity to say anything “I was wondering where you were. How could I properly start this party without you by my side to greet our guests?”
“Actually, I was looking for you. I know you warned me that something unexpected happened at the company, but after more than an hour, I got worried.” She stared at him, watching as the confident gleam in his eyes disappeared instantly “Did something happen?”
“Nothing you have to worry about, baby.” he cleared his throat, moving his hand away from her waist so he could straighten his tie “It’s all settled now.”
“Yes, Millie. This is not the time to talk about work.” Jasmine cut in, hugging Millicent's shoulders with a huge smile on her face as she waved the microphone around “Now, it's time for the bride and groom to give a speech and clear the dance floor. You know very well who I hope to dance with tonight.” She blinked, but her last words were drowned out by Austin’s growl.
“You know very well that I would never invite that man to one of the most important days of my life. Not when he would surely find a way to ruin everything.” Instead of shaking Jasmine’s contentment, Austin’s harsh glare only seemed to make her smile even wider “Besides, this is not the time to bring up bad things. We have a party to start…”
“If you don't mind…” Millicent snatched the microphone from Jasmine's hand before Austin had the chance “I'd like to speak first. I prepared a surprise.” she smiled at their surprised looks “I think you'll like it.”
“Oh, baby… You’re so sweet.” Austin caressed her face, but Millicent stepped away before he could hug her “I'm the one who should have prepared something special to celebrate the fact the greatest woman in the world is about to become my Mrs. Carnby. But, please, continue. I can’t wait to see what you’ve prepared.”
“Yes… Wait and see.” she muttered to herself as she turned on the microphone, causing the feedback to turn the attention of all the guests to her “Hello, everyone. Thank you all for being here today. I know you guys want to hear me talk about how much I love my fiancé and how this moment is one of the most special in my life.” Millicent ran her eyes around, meeting the sweet and loving looks of her father, her brother, her grandfather and all her uncles and aunts, which only made her heart pound faster “But, as I realized that simple words wouldn't be enough to express how I'm feeling right now, I prepared a surprise. Underneath each chair you all are sitting on is an envelope. I ask that you, please, open it…” she put her hand in the pocket of her dress, showing everyone exactly what these envelopes looked like “And, of course, I couldn’t miss one for my dear fiancé.”
“Thanks, baby.” he smiled, beaming as he opened the wax seal “This is so sweet… I can’t wait to…” Austin’s expression fell the instant the printed photos slid into his hand “What… What the fuck?!”
His gasp was just the first in a long wave of swearing, gasping and other reactions of pure shock as the other guests opened the envelopes…
And found photos of her fiancé fucking one of her best friends.
“I would love to be able to celebrate love today. But, as you can see, this is impossible. The wedding is off… As is any relationship between me and Austin Carnby.” Millicent turned her eyes to her ex-fiance's still stunned and horrified expression “Thank you all for your attention.”
Dropping the microphone into the hands of some waiter, she turned, walking towards where the flower beds were highest in the garden, while Austin shouted after her, in a mix of despair and outrage.
“Wait, Millie! This… You… This is not what you think…!”
“You son of a bitch!” Her father's voice cried out, not just furious, but also bloodthirsty “How could you do this to my daughter?!”
Millicent knew she had to take responsibility for calming the pandemonium she had created, but there was something more important she needed to do right now, before allowing herself to break down or reflect on what she had just done. Or, rather, there was someone she needed to find, before all this.
But for the first time, he was the one who came to her.
“That was quite a show…” that deep voice sounded at the same moment she turned to see a man stepping out of the shadows, his blue eyes standing out against the moonlight, the same as Austin’s, but still completely different “I don’t say this often, but… I’m impressed.” He stopped in front of her, close enough for the strangely addictive smell of cologne and nicotine to envelop her.
“You asked me how far I was willing to go.” She swallowed hard, refusing to be intimidated by his presence, even though the way he was leaning toward her was making her breath hitch “That's my answer. That's what I can do on my own against Austin. But, it’s nothing compared to what we can do together.” those sharp eyes watched her like a predator about to attack, now at the same height as hers “My proposal remains the same. But, what about your answer… Isaac?”
His attention strayed toward the engagement party, which had now become a hell of screaming and swearing, a far cry from the perfect event the Carnbys had planned. And, to Millicent's surprise, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, breaking his stony expression with a smile that was not just evil, but clearly satisfied.
“If you still need a revenge partner, Miss. Bianchi…” Isaac Carnby, the man who should have become her brother-in-law, brought her hand to his lips in a soft kiss, but one that still sent goosebumps across her skin “The pleasure will be all mine.”
“You can do this, Millie. Just… Breathe.”Millicent muttered to herself, hoping her frantic thoughts might drown out the murmurs and sharp looks that followed her the instant she crossed the hallway. “Oh, it looks like daddy’s little princess insisted on coming to yet another meeting… What do you think?” a female voice asked, mischievously “Is she finally going to present something today? Or just lean on Mr. Carnby’s work, as always…?”“Are you crazy?!” another woman gasped “Lower your voice! Mr. Bianchi may not be here today, but he will definitely know if any of us are caught talking shit about his daughter!” It would have been very easy for Millicent to simply turn around and confront them. However, since the last thing she wanted was to see someone on their knees, begging her to save their jobs, she just continued on her way, silently. Presenting her project was the only thing she should worry about and the only reason she was fighting her heavy eyes and her tired body. It had t
“And that is my proposal, gentlemen.” Still motionless, Millicent watched her fiancé sit down, not even looking in her direction as the executives began to chat among themselves, clearly satisfied. Austin just remained smiling, almost as if he hadn't realized he had just introduced her project as his own, repeating every single word she had rehearsed exhaustively over the past few days. “An excellent presentation as always, Mr. Carnby.” one of the executives praised “Now, to complete our list, we have… Oh. Miss. Bianchi.” the old man snorted, causing all the eyes at the table to turn to her, but not in a friendly way.For a moment, Millicent managed to part her lips, but no words dared to come out. What could she say to convince these men that the project they were praising had been entirely hers? Should she just embarrass herself like that, even though she knew they would just laugh and mock her? “Millicent decided to take a break from her own project to help me with mine.” Austin
For a moment, the hallway was so silent that, in the midst of her shock and horror, Millicent even wondered if she was hallucinating, after such a terrible day.But Jasmine didn't let that doubt last more than a second. “Yes, Austin, baby! Harder!”“What the fuck…!” Sage growled under his breath “Those bastards! I can't believe it…! Millie? Millie, wait…!”Ignoring that low request, Millicent just let her feet guide her numb body to Jasmine's bedroom door, where not only did the suggestive growls become clearer, but she could also hear a second voice. The voice of someone who was obviously there with Jasmine, but who was still like a knife in Millicent's chest.“I already told you to shut up!” Austin grunted, but there was a clear smile in his voice.“Why?” Jasmine proved, her voice distorted with a malice that Millie would never have imagined her sweet and joyful friend was capable of “Are you afraid that some guard will hear us again…? Or, maybe, that your precious baby girl may be
As soon as she knocked on the door of Isaac's room for the first time, Millicent had to muster all her concentration not to tremble. About ten minutes had passed since she had heard Austin and Jasmine say things she would never forget, but the realization only seemed to be hitting her at that moment, as the tension grew in her chest. The mix of anger and a broken heart had made it seem like her only choice, but…Was she really about to do something like that?However, before she could even reflect on that question, the door opened and, suddenly, Isaac was there, making her swallow hard. He was wearing just sweatpants and a towel around his shoulder. His dark blond hair was still damp and, to her surprise, his chest was not just covered in muscles and tattoos, but also scars, some so deep that not even the ink could hide. It was probably the result of the accident he got into after driving drunk when they were teenagers, but still…“Let me guess…” he interrupted his thoughts, with thos
“Oh, baby… You promised me you would let me drink something before we enjoyed our last moments at the hotel…”Jasmine's giggle was pretty audible, but Millicent just ignored it and continued staring at the long, impeccably arranged table in front of her, patiently waiting for her guests to arrive at that particular bar in the hotel.“Millicent!” Austin gasped and, only then, did she allow herself to turn around, wearing the best smile she had rehearsed “What are you doing here?” She watched Austin pull away from Jasmine suddenly, arranging his robe like he was the epitome of chastity and Jasmine had her hair messed up like that just because of a good night's sleep.It was sickening to realize they had never made such a point of hiding those clues, but Millicent just turned a blind eye to it, acting like the blind idiot she knew they were hoping to find."Good morning. I hope you guys are hungry.” was all she said, as warmly as she could manage “I woke up early and asked the chef to pr
“Are you sure you’re okay, Millie?” Sage’s murmur in her ear made Millicent’s head throb, but even so she quickly disguised her expression, giving her bodyguard the calmest smile she was able to force."I am fine. It's just a little fever. The pills may be taking a while to work, but I'm sure I'll be better soon.” she tried to convince even herself, dragging her haggard body in the direction of where the hotel employees were carrying her bags “I think the last few days have taken more of a toll on me than I expected.” Millie grumbled, needing to hold her heavy head for a moment “You look irritated. Did something happen?”"No. Things are going as you predicted.” Sage growled lowly, clearly furious “But that bastard had the audacity to take his bitch on your father's jet and leave you here, all alone...” “Don’t worry. I know.” Millie muttered, taking out her cell phone to look one last time at the messages Austin had sent her.“Hey, baby. I hope your shopping in the city was good, beca
Millicent's body felt as heavy as lead when she managed to open her eyes, but at least her head wasn't hurting anymore. The last thing she remembered was being carried by Isaac to a seat on his plane, where an old doctor with a kind smile had given her some more pills. However, those had been strong enough to knock her out in a way that she didn't even know how much time had passed. Although they were certainly no longer on the ground, as there were clouds passing by the small window nearby...And Isaac was sitting in the armchair right in front of hers. His broad body dominated everything and made even that huge padded chair seem small. He still looked cold and intimidating, even though he looked casual like that, as he checked something on the tablet in his hands. But the way he was no longer wearing a jacket and the top few buttons on his shirt were half open made Millicent blush. Damn, she was too sick
“Are you going to say what’s wrong? Or are you going to make us take it from you?”At the sound of that question, Millicent instinctively lowered her laptop screen a little, but didn't close it completely when she realized who was standing at the door to her room. “Oh, sorry. Did I make you wait too long? I think I'm a little late…” with a smile, she got up from the desk and went to her mother and her best friend, but Cassidy obviously didn't buy it, crossing her arms over her chest and looking at her suspiciously.“It’s been an hour since you said you’d come to your room and take a call.” Cassie countered “I think this goes a little further than being late.”“Are you sure you’re feeling okay, honey? You barely touched your food and went upstairs to lock yourself in your room in the middle of a family lunch…” her mother murmured, her look full of concern “You usually love it when we get together, but now, there seems to be something upsetting you…”“I'm sorry for making you worry. I a
"I'm telling you! I'm part of his family! I have to see him!"Millicent's heard the commotion before arriving 10 feet away from the room where the nurse was leading her. It was Imogen's voice, there was no doubt about it, and it made her blood run cold. She had hoped that Isaac's mother and stepfather were just there to find out about his condition and then leave. God knew they would probably rather run out of there than be recognized by someone they knew passing by the hospital. Or, at least, that's what Millicent thought, before hearing Imogen continue to whimper, as if her heart was being ripped out of her chest."Please, he's my son! I need to see him! I need to make sure he's okay...!"“Talk to Jayden Adams.” Vasily's deep voice interrupted his wife, in an almost threatening tone "Tell him that Nikolaev asked for one more favor. He will let you know that we can enter wherever we want in this hospital."“Uh… I’m sorry, Mr. Nikolaev…” a woman’s voice trembled “I understand that you
“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