“Love is a gamble. You take the risk and accept whatever the outcome without regrets” Brianna's world crumbled after she caught Lorenzo having an affair. But instead of breaking up with him, she decided to set their relationship open instead, to get her revenge. She copied him and did all the things that he'd done to her. What she did made Lorenzo finally realize his mistakes and start repenting. However, with years of being a fool for him, Brianna builds a huge wall between them and has no plan of forgiving him, even if he cried her a river, nor tell the whole world how much he regrets his mistakes. But what will she do if Lorenzo becomes persistent and very determined to take her back?
View MoreMy body froze and my insides started shaking. I felt so weak all of a sudden as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I cannot believe that I did it with someone else. Lorenzo was the only one who I allowed to be that intimate with me. How could I just let someone, worse, a freaking stranger , sleep with me?!I let out an exasperated sigh. Grunting, I pulled her hair and shut my eyes. I feel so dirty! How can I face Lorenzo now that I am worse than him? I was not guilty back then when I was making out with a different person than him because I know my limits. I was not like him who slept with any of them. I stayed in my room and did not go out or even order something to feel my stomach. I just laid on the bed the whole morning until I heard the doorbell ring. My chest thumped wildly and I stiffened thinking that it could possibly be Lorenzo, knowing that she didn’t get room service. However, there was also another person that was possible to visit, Damien. I shook her head pro
I clutched my chest as I felt something pull my heartstrings. It surpassed my heated desire and instantly made my eyes teary. “Can we talk about it next time? I'm busy,” said Lorenzo then turned to me. Our eyes met but I quickly averted my gaze and ran to my suite. “Brianna! Don't run!” I heard him scream. I just ignored him and fastened my pace even more. However, he was obviously faster as he immediately caught me and snaked his arm around my waist. “Are you crying?” he whispered to my ears. My eyes stung and I squinted it to cease the tears from flowing down. My blood boiled as I felt so betrayed. “You want to fvck her instead of me?!” I spat furiously.“What?” I glared at him. “The way you look at her seems like you want to devour her whole! Who's that girl? Does she taste better than me?!” I bursted out. “What are you–” I squirmed and tried to pull his hands off me. “Let go! I'll just look for Damien and ask him to have sex–” “Brianna!” his voice thundered. Lorenzo's
“Brianna!” Lorenzo stopped kissing me there and I immediately felt frustrated from keeping me hanging. I feel so hot and he only intensified it only to leave me in the air!I groaned in protest and tried to reach his hand. However, he suddenly pulled me up and started wearing my pants back to me. “What are you doing? We're just starting,” I frowned and wiggled my legs. But he held my legs firmly as he took my pants back properly. “Stay still. We'll go back to your room,” he replied. “Room? Okay!” I chuckled then snaked my hands around his neck and tried to kiss him But my kiss landed on his ears as he suddenly averted his face. “C'mon, kiss me..” I coaxed and tried to chase his lips again. I pouted when he kept avoiding my kisses. But that immediately replaced by a wide grin the moment my body lifted and I felt him carry me out of the bar. I wiggled again after realizing I was not wearing my panties. The rough texture of my jeans was scratching against my sensitive skin do
I got chills at the stare he was giving me. Suddenly, I had a very bad feeling about it, but thinking of Lorenzo bringing another woman to his suite gave a bitter taste to my tongue. I drew a heavy breath before I slowly nodded, “Where is it?” I asked, not directly answering his question. I don't really trust him, but his status as the CEO was very useful for me at this moment. Damien grinned and quickly snaked his free hand round my waist. My brows knitted together but I had no choice and just let that filthy hand be until we reached the bar area of the hotel. “This opens at nine in the evening. Feel free to order anything, I'll be your bartender,” he winked. I faked a smile and looked around. The place was dimmed and only the lights from the bar counter were lit. “What can you suggest?” I queried. Since I'm not really fond of alcoholic drinks, I don't know much about strong drinks that can make me drunk in an instant. “I'm not that familiar with alcohol, so, please recommend
“I-im s-sorry!” said the woman.My brows furrowed upon seeing her. I remembered she was the same woman in the elevator last night. Folding my hands, I watched as Lorenzo helped her stand up because she ‘accidentally’ fell on the ground. “Sorry..” Lorenzo muttered. I grinned bitterly as I watched the woman blushed in an instant. She kept on apologizing and said that she will order us another coffee since it spilled on the ground. “No, it's fine. I'll just buy again” “Please..”As they fought over buying coffee, my eyes landed on her hands holding tightly on Lorenzo's forearms. My eyebrows twitched as my gaze went back at her face and saw her looking up at him with pleading eyes. How pitiful. “Miss Grace!” The female staff ran to the woman with a big smile, “You're early today. Fortunately, Sir Lorenzo is still here!” she chortled. The woman lowered her head as her face turned crimson red. I rolled my eyes as I realized they were just wasting my time. I was about to leave but my
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and was never shocked to see my puffy eyes. I cried the whole night. Regretting my hasty action, I cried for the loss of the last memorabilia of our love that's left on me. Never did I imagine I would grieve for some small thing that is usually just as insignificant for other people. But that's not the case for me. The folder that contains our pictures, however, was important to me. It was more like a treasure that I had been keeping for eight years and has a very sentimental value for me. It was the memory of my youth, of my happy days. Moreso, it was the only thing that reminded me that once upon a time, Lorenzo was in love with me.I sighed. It's a waste of time and energy to cry over the things that's already lost. Maybe it happened so that I can move on completely. I took a quick shower and went out to get some coffee and unwind. I put on light makeup and wore huge sunglasses to cover my puffy eyes. And just as I was about to open the
“You’re rude,” I commented the moment the elevator closed. Lorenzo's brows arched as he stared darkly at me, “So? That guy is taking advantage of you. We should check out immediately and find a good hotel tomorrow” Pursing my lips, I threw a glare at him, “If you want to change hotels, go ahead. No one is stopping you. But you can't order me around. I like it here” “What’s good in here? Aside from having a pretentious CEO, the services are average,” he said full of disdain. I didn't respond because I know if I tell him that I like it here only because he can't join me in one presidential suite, he will do everything to drag me out of this hotel. He clicked his tongue when I turned silent. Eventually, he let out a sigh, “We’ll stay here, if that's what you want. I would never leave your side. However, if Rodriguez tries to touch you once again, I won't think twice to forcefully drag you out of her,” he stated firmly. I snorted but didn't say anything anymore. Meanwhile, I felt
Lorenzo was stuck with me after we ate breakfast. He insisted on taking me around which I couldn't decline since I didn't want to go back to the hotel and be pestered by Damien. I clicked my tongue. I don't know why I am so unlucky. Even if I was able to avoid Lorenzo and he didn't find me here, I still have no escape being pestered by his kind. I shook my head. “We’ll go shopping for your clothes first,” Lorenzo instructed as he tried to plan for our itinerary. “I’m done shopping,” I replied rather quickly.“It’s on me”I rolled my eyes, “So? If I want something, I will buy it with my own money” I heard the chauffeur clear his throat but either of us paid him attention.“What do you want to do then?” Lorenzo asked dotingly. I raised an eyebrow as the corner of my lips lifted, “I want to be alone” He didn't reply and just stared at me darkly. I didn't back down and stared back at him. Although my heart was thumping loudly as I looked straight into his eyes, I was determined t
I rushed towards the elevator and wasn't surprised to see that Lorenzo followed suit. His aura was domineering as he stood beside me. Unconsciously, I stepped on the side and kept a good distance, but he had seen it through and immediately followed me like a magnet. “Lorenzo,” I warned without looking at him. “Yes, babe?” My forehead creased as I held my bag tightly, “Give me some space” It was not a request but an order. Gladly, he understood and unexpectedly took a step aside without any objections. However, the distance he left between us was just a tiny space that only a finger could fit in. I shook my head. Well, it's better. At least our skins weren't touching. My eyes remained straight and not even once I glanced on my side. Although I could feel Lorenzo's intense gaze darted at me, I deliberately ignored him and pretended he wasn't existing at all. I don't want to be bothered by him. In fact, if I could only teleport, I would just do that so I won't endure staying w
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