CHRISTINE...I gasped, freezing on the spot.Didn't know what just came over to me, I immediately jumped back, hiding myself on the lift wall, or tried to, hurting my ankle on the way.My soul clenched tight, didn't know why? Seeing them together or because of the sudden ache that chose me to make a little home in me.I leaned against the elevator wall. The fact is, I didn't know why I am hiding from their eyes. It only proves me guilty which I am not. Still, I want to hide. I want to disappear from this place and never face them ever."Baby, I am so disappointed!" I heard Carla's voice. "You promised me a date last month! And we still couldn't afford some time to make it real." She complained. "It feels like, we can't even meet next time."A sweet tone that she always used on Michelle, yet I never really understand that before till he is gone...My thoughts were interrupted by the discreet tone of Michelle. They are softer than clouds."Oh honey, I am sorry for making you wait." Ther
CHRISTINE...Numb... Destroyed... A bad luck of the universe... That is what I could describe myself with. And I should do that next time while introducing myself to others.Because never in life had I thought to enter the vessel of heaven, nor I imagined to do such a malicious thing ever in my life.Before my eyes, there were only fragments of artistry that I could never be in the place to touch one and here I just broke a row of shelves in just a few seconds.All the eyes were on me now, staring in horror and some were sympathetic, maybe? But, that is not what my mind is on.I am not scared. Not embarrassed. Just lost and broken before Michelle Macmillan. For a brief moment, I thought, I win the situation but no. God really has some other idea against me.I could feel his eyes digging holes in my back and that was coursing my anxiety."Ma'am... You alright?" The waitress that was hosting me approached me with a polite and professional tone.When I watched her face with my blank eyes
CHRISTINE...I didn't know why did I take Maximo's name in this situation. But, that seemed the only thing that appeared in my mind when I was confused and out of sane.Everyone stared at me as if I said I am the queen of London. It was a shock. Well, I don't blame anyone. When I couldn't believe it sometimes how would I expect people to believe it?Suddenly..."She is a liar! How come such a low person like her can know Maximo Lombardi!?""Yeah, this madam is right. Didn't Mr Macmillan say she has no money to pay for anything? How can we believe her? Just call the police!"Their words fell like a siren to my ear and it annoyed me. How can he know me? Well, the fact is he knows me... Well enough!"Do whatever you want," I spoke calmly. "But before that, let me speak to him." Saying, I brought out my mobile from the bag.The latest iPhone was given by my captivator. And without having no other choice, I called Elliott, praying inside my mind for him to pick up my call.Because if he do
CHRISTINE...I was dumbstruck at the place of mine. I mean, did I hear it right? He just ordered his men to call the owner of the shop and blame the staff for what he did, where I am also a little partner in crime.I was sent in a daze and only could watch what was happening.Suddenly, the staffs of the porcelain gallery were on the floor, on their knees, not caring about the destroyed place anymore.Colours were drowned from their faces and sweating crazy."Mr Lombardi, please forgive us. We beg you, sir. Please, let us go." The main waitress said. And when Maximo didn't even bother, her eyes turned to me with pleading in them."Ma'am, please... We beg you. Please spare us. We will die if we lose this job. Please, forgive us. We were blind to not recognising you. Please, let go of us."I blinked, feeling pitiful for them and looked up at the furious man. I gulped hard. "Maximo..."But, closed my mouth with his hard glare on me. I can't endure his furious side. He is already mad and d
CHRISTINE...Done... sticking out my tongue a bit, I looked at the dishes I made for Maximo. No, I suddenly didn't fall in love with him, it's just a showing of gratitude from my side for his help today.Though he has an extreme way with everything, I appreciate his approach today.The dishes are nothing close to Michelin-star quality but they are pure homemade dishes from my heart. He seemed to eat my cook well, so I am hoping he would like it.Elliot appreciated my efforts as I waited for Maximo to come for dinner. Elliot guessed he would end up here and he was right. He did appear with his imperial mood.He was surprised at first when I served the meals and arched his brow questioningly."Miss Williams thoughtfully cooked for you to show her gratitude," Elliot said.His eyes fell on mine and I nodded. "Please, taste it."And slowly, he started eating his food. I swear, watching him eating my food looked like he has served for years! I mean, the man who grows up with lavish tastes,
MAXIMO...I swept my gaze on her. She watched me in shock and immediately shook get head. "NO!""You better not," I replied and concentrated on eating.I don't really know why her cooking food is so fuckibg delicious! It always looks so simple and kind of unappetising for my taste.If anyone else put this sort of dish before my eyes, I would have tortured that person and then kill. However, with this particular woman, it's a different issue."What special ingredient did you addto the dish? I couldn't help asking the question.Sometimes it feels as if she just put some addictive drug in her foods. Sort of magic or something."Special ingredient?" She sounded startled by my question as I raised my eyes at her. I was right, those silvery-violet eyes were confused."It's just some ordinary household food. What can I mix in them?" She asked, knowing nothing. Or maybe, acting innocent?I was not a gluttonous person and my appetite was normal before, but when Isaw the food this woman cooke
THREE DAYS LATER...CHRISTINE..."It's the fresh and lovely morning in the Isle of love. Seems the love of God specially blessed the day for the loveliest couple on the earth." The news reporter said with her poetic tone that made me frown."The wedding between Michelle Macmillan and Carla Williams is going to be held today. People from the media and corporate worlds will be present here to bless them today. We give her heartfelt blessings to this idol couple..."The news reporter continued with her news and I turned off the television.I stood up from the sofa and walked inside the bedroom, walking to the closet, and looking at the beautiful dresses that Maximo stocked up for me by Elliot. They are all high-end customization.Yes, Maximo finally agreed to let me attend the wedding after he was thoroughly satisfied. He didn't agree to let me stay out for two days but I can only stay the wedding night there.Frankly, I am happy inside with his decision.That night, he made me suck his
CHRISTINE...I watched the excited crowd before me in shock and confusion. And soon just to prove I didn't hear wrong, the front door of the church lit up, and a few bodyguards in black suits walked in, blocking the reporters who were flocking over and blocking the way.Maximo's gorgeous figure appeared in my sight. His huge figure stood out in the crowd, his dark short hair neatly trimmed, his body hugged by a grey—blue overcoat, and his handsome face bathed in a variety of spotlights.I felt a weird sensation in my heart and suddenly it started racing.Why on earth is he here?Suddenly, my mind went back to a few days ago when Elliot was informing him about a wedding and he immediately denied it. Was that this wedding?I didn't know what came over me but I immediately sat beside mom, trying to hide his hawk-like eyes from getting noticed.My hands turned cold in nervousness. This fucking arshole! Why does he have to be here!? Fuck! I already don't have any respect here his presence