Giselle's POV :
I was cut off by.....his hand. His face was so close to mine and his blue eyes were directly staring into mine with so much intensity. My heart was rapidly beating in my chest.
Now, I could see his face even more clearly. From his perfectly shaped thick black eyebrows to his perfectly sculpted nose to his perfectly shaped lips to his light stubble to his strong sharp jaw. I had to give him credit for his looks, but that doesn't faze me. My vision was still hazy, but I can make out my words. I blinked several times when his lips came closer to my ear.
"Next time you don't shut up, it won't be my hand that cuts you off, it'll be my mouth. Verbally or physically..."
What? He got me out of the car and ushered me into his house. It was like the typical billionare house. I guess he's the only one who lives here.
He went into his office and got out some files. He handed these files to me and said, "I want these by tomorrow night."
I giggled and took the files. I blame the alcohol. I pinched his cheeks and said, "You know boss, sometimes you're very cute."
Well, that was a wrong move. His face became red in anger. He caught my hand and literally crushed it. I yelped and pulled my hand away.
"Refrain from touching me Ms. Marcello."
I looked at him and tears started forming in my eyes. Why is everyone being so mean to me? I wobbled and managed to get out of his house through his door. I realised that I had no ride. I came with Natalie.
Now I have to walk! Well, it's better than staying in his house. As I started walking away from his house, a hand harshly grabbed my elbow. OW! I turned to see who it was and who else could it be? My boss.
I turned to him and said, "Why are you always hurting me? What did I do to you?" There were drops of water running down my face.
"Where are you going?" He asked in monotone.
"Home."
"How are you going?"
"Can't you see that I'm walking?"
"It's not safe."
"Why do you care anyways? What are you? My mother?"
"I DON'T care! Just imagine what the media would write if I sent you back at this hour."
"I don't care about all that. I just want to go home. Can you please drive me back."
"No."
"Why not? Then I'm walking."
"GISELLE! SHUT UP and get inside!" He said through gritted teeth.
I looked at him straight in the eye and said, "I HATE YOU!"
"Good. The feeling is mutual."
I went and sat on a bench which was in his garden. There were tears pouring down. This is why I refrain taking alcohol. I always end up a crying mess, with or without a reason. Yes, I'm miserable when I'm drunk.
I started talking to myself, "Why does everyone hate me? My boss hates me. Travis hates me and likes Tulia more than me. God! I'm so miserable. But, I'm thankful that I have a job and a caring family. Who needs Travis? Tulia can have him for all I care."
"Are you going to sit like this the whole night?"
"Yes, I'm sorry I'm using up your bench. I can't sit down. I'm afraid of spiders. Please sir, just get me a taxi."
"No, it's not safe."
"Then what is safe?!"
"Being with me till the morning. I won't send my female P.A out at midnight."
"Why can't you drop me home?"
"Ms. Marcello, understand that my house is very far from your house, we both have to go to work tomorrow. Neither of us should be falling asleep in the middle of work."
I laid on the bench and used my arm as a pillow. I neatly tucked my files to my other side and muttered, "Goodnight."
Morning came and I expected to be on a fluffy bed, but hey! This is THE Alvador Armanio we're talking about. He's no gentleman.
I rose from the bench and my whole body was stiff. I got up and stretched. I wonder how that man slept. My head is aching. I just have to wait till I get home. I have Aspirin in my purse, but I don't have water. I don't remember much from last night. I'll remember bits day after day.
I took my files and called a taxi. I didn't call one yesterday because I was probably too drunk. I booked an Uber and it showed that it would arrive in 10 minutes.
I sat down on the bench again and my head started pounding. I held my head in my hands and closed my eyes and that's when I felt a shadow looming over me. I slowly lifted my head up and saw Mr. Armanio. Mr. Armanio sounds very old.
I stood up to my full height and realised that he had no shirt on, a towel hanging around his neck and grey joggers. His hair was mussed up and there was sweat running down the side of his face which trickled down his neck and down...I didn't look. I didn't have to.
"Don't worry sir, I'll complete these by tonight."
"You can take a shower inside."
"Thanks for the offer, but I ordered an Uber just now."
"Did I ask you Ms. Marcello?"
"Well, I couldn't straight out say no...."
I stopped mid sentence when I heard a honk. I turned to see my Uber. Glad that it came, I skipped towards it.
Before I got into the Uber I turned back and said, "Thanks for the bench, sir."
I got into the Uber and it sped off.
As soon as I reached my home, I chugged a glass of water with Aspirin. I freshened up, took my files and headed to work.
As soon as I reached work, I started working on my files.
Giselle's POV :"Do you take Giselle as your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?""I do. I take this ring as a sign of my love and faithfulness in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit." Venettio said.I also repeated the same vows.I was wearing a white mermaid dress with lace sleeves and a shiny belt. I even had a tiara with a really long veil. My hair was done into a chignon and I had diamond earrings. When Venettio saw me, I swear his eyes got glassy.I myself was teary, but I didn't cry for the sake of my makeup.Venettio looked delicious. He was wearing a white suit, with his hair gelled back. His sharp jaw, piercing grey eyes, high cheekbones and luscious pink lips made
Giselle's POV :"He's totally whipped." I heard someone say."Come on. Let's get you washed up. I spoiled your dress."He flung me across his shoulder and carried me upstairs.I hit his back. "I can walk you know.""It's been too long sweetheart."He dropped me in the bathroom and I closed the door and took a shower.When I finished, I wrapped a towel and came out of the bathroom.As soon as I reached the bed, I was tackled."What are you doing? Get off me!"His face was centimeters from mine."No. Hear me out. I honestly love you. I told you why I left you. It's okay if you don't want to give me a chance because I don't deserve it. But, I'm selfish Giselle. I can't bear the thought of you with someone else, nor can I imagine you with anyone else.
Giselle's POV :We quietly slipped into their warehouse. There were so many members.But, when they realize that it was us, it was chaos everywhere. There was blood, bullets, and weapons everywhere.I took down whoever I could. It was all blood and gore. I got stabbed and shot. But, the men of Devil's wrath were very strong.One could say they were a little more skilled than the other mafia. Everybody was fighting and I even spotted Tito. But, he didn't recognize me.Hell's men were going down in number. It was clear that we had the upper hand. But, even our men weren't in a good condition.I saw Venettio fighting with a man. I was approaching them, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw someone aiming his gun at Venettio.It didn't take me a heartbeat to run over to him and act as his shield. I was ready to embrace the bullet, but
Giselle's POV:He was infuriating. How dare he think of me in such a way?Anyways he doesn't have to know that the 'he's that I love is Tolo.Finally, he drove to my apartment.I was about to open the door, but he locked it."What do you want?"He put his head on his steering wheel and said, "Please tell me you were lying...about loving someone else.""I do. It's irrelevant to you.it was who you broke my heart, not the other way around.""Giselle, I thought I could move on with my life. But the thought of what I did to you, kills me everyday. The thought of you being with someone else kills me. You know why I left you?""Why?" I whispered. "You could be lying to me." I told him."I swear on my mother's grave that from here on, I'll be telling you the truth.""I do
Giselle's POV :I was in a crisis! I needed a date for the event. I was ready. I had a navy blue, floor length silky dress on and my hair was in an updo.I didn't even read that I needed a date. "Who should I call?" I asked Tolo.He barked and I said, "Awesome. I hope he comes though."I called Silvio and he picked up, "Silvio, are you free?""Yes, why?""Thank God! Will you be my date tonight? I need to go to a charity event and I need a date asap. I didn't read it before, but now I read it again and realized that I needed a partner.""Calm down Bella. I'll come. Give me 15 minutes to get ready.""Thank you so much! You're a life saver. I owe you one."We said our goodbyes and I texted him my address."Baby, he said that he'll come." Tolo licked my hand and drifted off to sleep.
Giselle's POV :I went to my car in dissapointment.I drove all the way to my apartment without stopping for even a minute.I reached my apartment and breathed in the familiar homey scent.Home sweet home. I locked the door and immediately went to the bathroom. I took off my wig and showered.I looked in the mirror and sighed. Finally, I didn't have to disguise myself anymore.I immediately went to my office and I was greeted by my employees.I thanked Celia and got to work. I was checking files all day long. Finally at night, I checked and signed a good amount of files.By the time I reached my apartment, it was 9 pm. I fell back on the bed and immediately called Chelsea.I told her each and every thing that had happened. I burst out in tears when I told her about the close proximity to Joana.