Venessa's pov  "Marry me, Venessa" Upon hearing his word, I felt like someone just threw a bucket of chilly water on me. My lips were like glued together preventing me from speaking.I was speechless, how can he expect me to marry him, I mean he's a complete stranger and on top of that, he is a mafia leader."What did you just say?" I questioned him, thinking that my ears probably have deceived me."You heard what I said, love unless you have a hearing problem" he replied looking and sounding very calm and collected, which I must add.While I, on the other hand, is freaking the hell out.He just asked you to marry him, girl you're lucky, says inner Venessa, but that's not the point, why me? Ask him then, says inner Venessa rolling her eyes at me.Calming my

Vanessa's P.O.V  After our talk, I lost my appetite. No longer want to eat anything. All I want to do is just go home, curl into a ball, and think about what will happen next. But unfortunately, the handsome creature in front of me kept forcing me to eat my food, he kept on trying to make conversation with me, he just didn't understand that this was too much for me to take in.I need some time to process everything; I feel so overwhelmed. But I can change now nothing, I already gave him my word that I would marry him. I can't just take my word back, it would be too selfish of me.Finally, realizing that it's useless to cry over the spilled milk, I tried my best to respond to him and to give him back the same energy, and from our conversation, I came to find out he's half Italian and half American, I should've known at the first place, I mean he keeps talking in Italian whenever someone calls him, not that I'm complaining but I wish I c

Venessa's P.O.VI shot up from my bed and looked at my phone to see what time it was and the moment I saw the time, I felt like slapping myself. I only had 15 minutes to get ready.Who told you to stay up so late, now look you're late. I told myself mentally with a great urge to pull my hair in frustration.A groan escaped from my lips as I felt like skipping work today as I'm dead ass sure that I would never make it at time but then I remember Andrew, I have to tell him about me and Vincent.Just as I was about to enter the bathroom to get ready, the sound of the doorbell ringing made me stop on my track.Who could it be? It's still so early. I paddled out of my bedroom to open the door, taking my sweet time as I was still a bit sleepy.Pulling the door opened, my eyes widened, now gone the sleepiness. I felt wide awake

Venessa's P.O.VThe moment I entered the diner, I was welcomed by the stares and glares from every customer and staff especially the girls.To add, they weren't even bothering to lower their voices as they talked shamelessly about me." What a gold digger", " Just look at her!, she doesn't even look that good" and so on.I stared down at my shoes, feeling ashamed and heartbroken, as memories during my high school started to hit me with full force.I felt the tears gathering at the corner of my eyes, ready to fall anytime soon but, sadly this time mama won't be here to wipe them away.I glanced up at Mario and it seems like he's the only person here in the diner that doesn't hate or disgusted by my existence at the moment.He stood there at the cashier smiling at me like a father encouraging her daughter to carry on the re

 Venessa's P.O.VAfter coming home from the diner, there I lay on the couch with the Harry Potter series playing in the tv in front of me, and no matter how many times I've already watched it, I don't know why but it always seems new and exciting to me, it never gets old.And as much I'm enjoying the movie playing in front of me, I still couldn't get over with the conversation I had with Andrew, it keeps on coming back into my mind, especially when he said that I'm gonna regret it.What did I even do? and what am I gonna regret?I still can't believe what happened.I thought I could trust him. I used to rely on him, but I guess they're right, nothing lasts forever, just like our friendship and soon my marriage.I couldn't help the sigh escaping from my lips, as I ponder what I even did to deserve this, firs