“Including the drug charges?”I ask in disbelief at what I just heard. The charges against my father have been dropped following his release, I’ve always known the Fabio family had connections in the higher places but I didn’t know they could do this.The lawyer shakes his head grimly at my question.“Unfortunately, those charges still stand. The police found the drugs in his closet and he has already confessed it was him who stashed them there, that cannot be undone.”My heart falls at his words, the hope growing in me earlier dies immediately.“So what do we do?” “For now, nothing but wait for a court order regarding that.”“What about his assets?”“No news about that yet, but I strongly advise against placing too much hope in getting them back.”I look away my brain thinking fast about the new development, I guess I should be happy all the charges have been dropped except the drug charges. The good news is I have access to the company shares now, he can always rebuild his life f
I follow Marco out of the spare room, his excitement is beginning to rub off on me and I smile even further. He’s like a child who wants to show off his toys and I can’t help but wonder what he is so delighted to show me. He pulls me towards the door to the room I use when I’m here, he stops at the door with a broad smile on his face.“Close your eyes,” He commands.“Marco just open the door.”“No, humor me. Close your eyes.”“Fine.” I agree and close my eyes obediently. I hear him open the door and gentle lead me inside. I wait till I hear him close the door before taking a step further, he promptly holds my hand and pulls me in a direction I suspect to be where the bed is.He stops and I stop too with my eyes still closed.“Can I open my eyes now?” I ask impatient to see what was waiting for me.“Yes.” I open my eyes slowly in anticipation of what I will see.There is a lovely gown laid on the bed with matching heels, I walk closer to the bed and see the rest of the items. Ther
The ringing of my phone wakes me up from an otherwise restful sleep, I open my eyes slowly. I struggle to keep my eyes open while trying to get a bearing of where my phone is ringing from. The sound of my ringtone echoes again and I curse loudly. Who is calling me so early in the morning anyways?I grope the bedside table for my phone, when I finally touch it I pick it up. Giovanni!“What is it?” I grumble into the phone, I really just want to lay in bed all day with Valentina.“Hello to you too.” His cheerfulness takes the little sleep left from my body, I don’t trust that early morning cheerfulness.“What is it this time?”“You are asking me? I should be asking you that question considering the uproar you’re causing right now.”Valentina walks in, sleep is still evident in her eyes making her look innocent and beautiful at the same time. I am momentarily distracting me from what Giovanni just said, I bring myself back to the call giving Valentina a soft smile.“What do you mean?
I bid Marco farewell with a warm hug, knowing it's time to head to the office. Nate is already waiting outside, so I quickly gather my things and make my way towards the door. Just as I'm about to leave, Becca arrives, and although I won't be present for whatever discussion they're about to have, I trust Marco to fill me in on the details later. “Don’t stay too long.” “I won’t.” I promise with deep meaning. I head towards the car where Nate holds the door open for me, I raise my head to smile my appreciation at me but he quickly shuffles his eyes away. Odd. I shrug it off and climb into the car. I keep reading several articles throughout the drive till we pull into the driveway. “Thank you.” I say as I step out. Adanna isn’t waiting at the door today which I take to be a good sign, it means there is nothing pressing that requires my attention. I walk into the building, nodding politely to the greetings from every corner. There is this shuffling in my workers eyes
As I sift through some papers on restructuring father’s company, suddenly, an unexpected thought flashes through my mind. A vision of proposing to Valentina again. The idea catches me off guard, stirring excitement within me. I pause, letting the notion sink in, and a smile tugs at the corners of my lips. I immediately reach out to my jeweller requesting for their finest wedding bands to select from. A sudden knock on the door startles me back to reality. As Becca steps into the room, I greet her with a smile. “Becca, good to see you. Is everything alright?” I ask, recalling our last conversation over the phone.“Well, I'm a bit concerned about you, especially after seeing the morning news,” she replies with a furrowed brow as she settles down on the couch.“Why's that? I thought this is what you've been waiting for,” I say, slightly puzzled.“Okay, I am lying. I wanted us to talk just because I'm eager to know how soon both of you plan to take things to the next level. Moving in and
Every time I think about how Marco has been treating me with so much love and spoiling me silly, I can't help but blush. I need no soothsayer to tell me that this is genuine love. The way he was so quick to defend me when I narrated everything that happened at the office the other day. How he sends me flowers, chocolates and selfies of himself. The goofy ones keep me going on bad days. I just have to look at them and boom, I feel better.Waking up to love notes on days he has to leave the house really early. His failed attempt at trying to whip up breakfast which I forced myself to eat just to make him feel good but ended up with a running stomach. The things we do for love. I can't wait till he sees my painting of him. This has to be my best artwork so far. “You seem happier than I've seen you in ages, my dear.” mother says stretching me a glass of juice as she seats next to me. “Mother, these past weeks with Marco have been absolutely divine.”“I can see that, we can all see tha
I had to rush my proposal faster than planned. Miss Sofia filled me in on how Valentina thinks Chiara is planning a surprise party for a colleague so I had to spring into action before she finds out.“Are you sure this ring is perfect?”Giovanni shoots me an incredulous look, clearly frustrated with my repeated question.“Marco, read my lips, it is P.E.R.F.E.C.T! You need to chill,” he warns.“Amore, stop being a bully,” Flora chimes in, handing me a glass of wine.“Listen to her,” I agree, grateful for her support.Giovanni playfully swats Flora's behind.“Ouch.”“You're supposed to be on my side, and this is the umpteenth time he's asked me that question,” Giovanni complains.“You're my man, you should be willing to answer any question I ask, no matter how many times,” I retort.“Pfft.”“How's the surprise party coming along?” Flora asks, changing the subject.“Beautiful, thanks to everyone’s help,” I respond.“I'm still mad you didn't let me help out. I'm pregnant, not handicapped,
This dress Marco picked out for me is beyond stunning. The vibrant orange fabric moderately hugs my curves, and at the tips of the dress, delicate feathers cascade gracefully, adding a touch of elegance to the ensemble. As I walk, the feathers sway gently, creating a mesmerizing effect that makes me feel like I'm floating on air.The fabric itself is incredibly soft against my skin, and the medium slit offers a tantalizing glimpse of skin with each step, adding a subtle allure to the outfit. The colour of the dress seamlessly blends with my skin tone, and it complements the hues of my hair perfectly, cascading down in loose waves, creating a balanced and glowing appearance. It's as if the dress was tailor-made to enhance my natural beauty, and I can't help but feel like a goddess wearing it.To complete the look, Marco arranged for a professional makeup artist to glam me up, and I couldn't be more pleased with the result. My features are enhanced just enough to highlight my best quali