ANA'S POVIt had been over a week since I had last seen Vincenzo. I don't know what I had expected to happen. Somewhere inside of me I still thought that fairytales existed.That a prince would come and sweep me off my feet but as days went by I realized that didn't exist. I had gone back to the usual things that I did all the time. Wake up eat and then go back to bed. The days were getting longer as time went by.I could not complain I had the best week with him but once he had gone away from business that was it.Maybe I was acting like some clingy wife but what was I supposed to do in this situation? Was I supposed to forget all the amazing sex that I had?Every time I looked at something g all I got were flashbacks and I couldn't help myself but get wet by the things I thought of.I did t know that once you started doing it was like you carved it all the time. After finishing taking my shower I went downstairs to eat. That was the only activity I did during the day. Maybe he wou
The bright light streaming into my room woke me up and I wondered who had pulled the drapes. I turned to stretch and the bed was empty.I opened my eyes and closed them shut a minute later as all the light was too much. Vincenzo was no longer beside me and I wondered if he had already gone to work.I made my way downstairs and I heard some chatting and I wondered who was talking. I went to the dining room and I found Vincenzo and some man who I had never seen before."Good morning ", I greeted them as I sat down."Good morning ", said the strange man."This is your chauffeur, Raul. He'll drive you to wherever you want to go ", said Vincenzo."Oh thank you ", I said as I served myself some breakfast."Well you're dismissed ", said Vincenzo to Raul and he left."Immaculate wanted to see you ", said Vincenzo without looking at me."Oooh I'll go by the hospital to see her then ", I said and we fell into an uncomfortable silence again."So any plans for today ?", I asked him trying to star
I make my way to the wing where Immaculate was. I knew they were mad at me but I hadn't told them the whole truth. How could I though? How could I tell them that I had sold myself so that Immaculate could get treatment? Someone else would have thought that it was something nice that I had done but it didn't seem like it when I thought about it. Sometimes in life when you don't have a choice you do things that you never thought that you would do so that you can get what you wanted. Beggars were not choosers you just had to take whatever was offered without complaining. I opened the door to Immaculate's rooms and it seemed like Alphonso was not around. I wondered where he had gone as I took the seat next to Immaculate I held her hand. She was fast asleep probably due to the drugs that she has to consume every day. They were the only family that I knew of so even if it meant a lifetime of not being happy so long as they were okay I would do anything for them. I remember how my wor
"Dear when did you get in", I heard Alphonso's voice as he brought me back from my thoughts. "I've just been here for a couple of minutes", I said as I stood up to hug him. "I've missed you so much", he said as he pulled back and inspected me. "You look healthy", he said as he chuckled and we sat on the couch both looking at Immaculate. "You do too, have you been eating?", I asked him. "Yes I have", he said and he looked like he was eating not starving himself. I made sure that they go the best service in the hospital. Why wouldn't they when I was married to the CEO of the hospital? "Am glad Vincenzo told you to come over, is he treating you well?", Alphonso asked me. "Yes he is", I said as I smiled. I didn't know if I was being treated nice or not. When I had signed the contract I was only supposed to be his wife because he needed people to see him as a married man. No one would take a bachelor serious in business if all they saw was him with another woman every time he was
VINCENZO'S POV. I stared at her as I drove and she looked like she was lost somewhere. I wanted to start a conversation but were we supposed to talk about it? Our relationship was just for our gains and I didn't think she even cared about how I was doing. She has been on my mind every single day I woke up. I had wanted to call her so many times but I felt like she wouldn't appreciate it. I could not erase the night of passion that we had together. I could not even look at another woman without picturing her instead. She was like an infested bug in my brain that I couldn't get rid of. She glanced to look at me but the moment I looked at her she looked away quickly. I parked my car and went and opened the door for her. I took her hand in mine and started walking until I noticed her gaze on me and I realized what I had done as I let go of her hand. "I will pick you up in the evening when you're done", I said as I walked away I could hear her muttering something but I could y catc
ANA'S POV. I don't know what I had thought would happen. Maybe he would be a changed man and mend his ways but I was just dreaming. Nothing like that was ever going to happen. He would not wake up one day and realize that I was good for him and change. That he would realize that I was the best thing he would ever have. I laughed at myself thinking that I had started to develop feelings for him. He was not the kind of man that I wanted to be involved with. I did not want to sleep at home worried about where he was or who he was with. He tended to change women like he changed clothes. He could not have the same woman for more than one time. Maybe all of this was my fault and not his. He has stated clearly that this union was not with love. I was just too stupid to realize that he meant that. I thought to you know that maybe someday would reach and I would be what he wanted but that day seemed as far away as the first day I met him. I had no right to be mad, he could do whatev
ANA'S POV"What do you want, did your girlfriend tell you I need to apologize?", I asked the moment we were outside. "No she is not my girlfriend, come on", he said as he held my hand and started walking towards his office."Where are you taking me?", I asked him as I tried to free my hand but his grip was too tight I couldn't free myself. "My office and can you please stop moving your hand around it's annoying", he said with an annoyed face I stopped what I was doing and we walked in silence to his office. The secretary outside his office smiled at me in hopes of maybe smoothing things over. I didn't think it was her fault I saw what I did. My husband was just a man whore and nothing would change that. We entered his office and he closed his door and I waited for him to say what he wanted to say. I still didn't understand why he had dragged me. It better be something good, I thought it myself. He paced around the room and went and took a seat in his chair and just stared at me
THIRD POVThe cold air hit her skin but she did not even flinch. Her mind was somewhere else. She did not understand how her life had turned out to be such a mess. She had done everything right and still, nothing went her way. She had found an amazing family that loved her but it seemed that on every door that she knocked trouble decided to stay they. She had thought that it was going to be a beautiful marriage when she decided to marry Vincenzo. Not because he had loved her or anything but she had realized it was because she was stupid. The little girl in her still believed that fairytales existed when they didn't. Vincenzo would never see her the way that she wanted him to see her and there was nothing that she would do about it. She had always wanted to be a mother. She never really had a mother growing up and wanted to have a kid so that they would feel the love that she never felt. To have someone who supported them no matter what they did and now she was going to watch ano