CHAPTER ONE

THE SURPRISE

Rosalia's POV

"Ahh! Ahh!"I exclaimed softly as I slumped against the back seat of the SUV, exhaustion washing over me like a tidal wave.

The bright New York City sunlight streaming through the window was already making my day worse. The atmosphere is so hot that even the air conditioning in the car was battling to cool the hotness of the sun.

"Fuck off, bitch!" My personal driver and bodyguard, Lorenzo, groaned at a lady in a BMW car, who almost hit us, as she drove past the traffic light.

It's been 45 minutes and 20 seconds since our car got stuck in traffic; the road is so choked with a lot of cars parked in two lines, trying to get to their various destinations.

A traffic warden in his bright orange vest and a cap on his head to protect him from the hot sun, with a badge on his shirt and comfortable shoes for walking always, stood in the middle of the road controlling the traffic to different sidewalks.

They function to their utmost on every Saturday to make sure everyone gets to their destination.

"Just wait till you see this great surprise, Alex." I whispered inwardly to myself, with my face glued on the chocolate and cream cake, placed beside me on the seat, with Alex's name boldly designed on it.

At first my heart aches that I won't make it to his office on time, but now, "Thank goodness, we are free at last." I said, and Lorenzo took a quick glance at me through the small mirror above his head, 

His facial expressions showed how surprised he was that for the past 50 minutes I finally said something. 

He wouldn't understand the way my heart beats faster than it usually does whenever I'm with Alex, my fiancée. Ever since Don Giovanni, my father, has told me to marry him, I've grown fond of him.

I trust his judgment; I know he has made the very best choice for me, and I intend to embrace it.

"Uh! I just can't wait to see the look on Alex's face when he sees me in his office today." I blushed with a gushing smile laced on my face.

I intentionally refuse to inform Alex that I'm coming to his office; I want my visit to be a surprise, and the very first surprise since we started dating last month.

After a few minutes, we finally arrived at my father's huge wine distribution company, GIOVANNI LTD, where Alex works as his personal assistant.

The car screeched, and Lorenzo removed the car key and stepped down gently from the car; without hesitation, he walked to the other side of the SUV and opened the door for me to get down.

As I was about to step out, I blushed again; this time, a reddish color appeared on my fair-skinned face, but I remained calm, and I made sure I didn't rush my steps down from the car, trying to protect the beautifully designed chocolate cake from falling apart before the celebrant saw it.

When we reached the main entrance of the building, Lorenzo left my side and slowly approached the receptionist across the desk to inform Alex of my arrival, and as the fair-looking, beautiful Bianca picked up the phone, I tapped Lorenzo's left hand.

"Lorenzo, it's a surprise, remember." I quickly reminded him in a whisper,

"Ahh! He exclaimed in a low tone and continued, "I am so sorry; I beg your pardon, Miss Rosalia." He pleaded, and I just smiled.

The secretary dropped the phone, and I left her sight, then turned to Lorenzo, "Lorenzo, you can stay; I will take it from here." He wasn't pleased with my sudden decision. 

"Your father has commanded me to..." He said with his deep voice, but I cut his words short, and I continue,

"To never leave my side in any condition, I know Lorenzo, but I have to do this alone." I completed his usual sentences; he has been stuck with me since I was young, and I hear that almost every day.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine; this is my father's company; nothing will go wrong." I spoke sternly, but he didn't buy the idea.

"I command you to stay." I commanded in a soft but harsh tone.

I left him alone while he approached a seat at the reception downstairs; he had his gaze fixed on me while I headed straight to the elevator, using his eyes to perform his duty.

As I stepped into the elevator, I used my left hand to press the 4th floor button while I used my right hand to hold the cake steady.

"I am Giovanni's daughter; I can pull this surprise on Alex." I build my confidence continuously, with my voice laced with anxiety.

While I fixed my gentle gaze on the counting box, indicating the floor's number,

"Ding Dong!" The elevator stopped and opened widely on the 4th floor.

I whispered, "Oh my geez, I'm here," my voice barely audible as I stood frozen in the doorway.

I had arrived at the office, eager to surprise Alex on his birthday, today, January 17th.

But as I opened the door gently, what I walked in on left me breathless, my heart sinking like a stone.

Alex stood half naked behind his secretary, Gina Tyler, caught in a compromising position, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.

The image seared itself into my mind: Alex's shirt unbuttoned, Gina's skirt hiked up, and her ASS was glued tightly to his cock in a DOGGY style position.

He was pounding her so hard continuously from behind, "Uhn uhn! Fuck me more." She moaned softly, and the next thing I saw was her putting her right hand in her mouth and extracting saliva, which she applied on her pussy to give him easy access inside her.

"Yeah!" He exclaimed in a low tone with his eyes focused on her ass the whole time.

He kept on banging her from behind, pushing her body front and back, scattering the documents and paper on the table. They were so deep in the mood that they didn't notice when I entered the office.

"Alex!" I screamed so loud, and the cake fell from my hand, dropping down from my hand to the marbled tiled floor.

As soon as they saw me standing there, Alex and Gina sprang apart, their faces flushed with guilt. Alex's eyes widened in panic, while Gina's expression turned bright red.

Alex stuttered, "R-Rosalia, I...I can explain." He hastily buttoned up his shirt and pulled his trousers upward, trying to compose himself.

Gina, on the other hand, seemed frozen, her eyes darting back and forth between Alex and me. 

She finally managed to stammer, "I—I'm so sorry, Rosalia." Her voice trembled as she hastily smoothed out her skirt.

"Alex, you are a beast; you are fucking your secretary in your own office." I spoke sharply with a soft voice laced with anger.

The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with awkwardness. I stood there, my heart heavy with shock and betrayal, as Alex and Gina struggled to find words to justify their actions.

"Why didn't you call me on the phone before coming?" He asked a quick question to justify his actions.

"Oh really!" I exclaimed in a low tone, 

"So as your fiancée, I'm not free to surprise you on your birthday, right?" I asked harshly, and I stepped on the cake below my feet so hard, expressing all my anger on it, making sure it never survived it.

"My birthday!" He said and fixed his forgetting gaze on me.

"You forgot your birthday; now I see you've lost it." I mused thoughtfully,

My mind reeled as I struggled to process the scene unfolding before me. How could Alex do this to me? To us? Our wedding was just one day away, and yet...and yet he was here, fucking his secretary.

"This is over. I'm calling the wedding off, and I'll inform my father about this." I spat on both of them and left his office with my face etched with anger.

"Who cares if they continue fucking themselves? After I left, the wedding is off." I whispered inwardly to myself as I walked out of the building

with my shoes clinging to the marbled tiled floor.