~Genevieve~A knock came on the door. I pulled it open only to reveal Mason."What do you want?""Why aren't you at your parents'?" I was still holding the door, he was still standing outside.I rolled my eyes. "I don't have to answer to you. How did you find me?""Mira told me where to find you. She said you might be here.""And now that you know, what do you want? You're stalling, Mason, what do you want?''"You." I looked him up straight in the eye and he tore his gaze away, shaking his head as if he was trying to come up his senses. "I mean...I want you...and me...to talk.""There's nothing to talk about. You said you didn't want to see me anymore. You said you wanted to stop whatever was growing between us and I agreed. I even went far away from you to clear my senses but still yet, you just can't seem to get me out of your mind, can you?"''Gen...''"It's Genevieve to you.'' I corrected sharply."God, I should have known that both sisters would be this dramatic.""Are you trying

~Mirabelle~I rolled to my side, a yawn escaping my lips only to find tht Mariano wasn't on the bed with me. His side of the bed was empty. Running my fingers through my hair, I got up and slipped on his shirt before moving to the bathroom to wash up and then finding my way downstairs to probably go look for him. Annie was already cleaning when I arrived in the living room. There was also a man with an apron in the kitchen when I checked. Moving back to the living room, I signaled Annie."Good morning ma'am." She greeted when she got to where I stood."Morning, Annie. Who's that?" If I had known there was a man in the house, I wouldn't have emerged out of the room with just a shirt, no bra or panties on."Oh, that's chef Gourmet. Mr. Lorenzo hired him three weeks ago after you left.""Oh. And where's my husband?""He's in the gym, ma'am.""Okay, thanks." With that I made my way to the gym.Slowly, I pushed open the door. He didn't notice me come in and so I just leaned against the doo

~Mirabelle~"Baby, come take a look at this." I heard Mariano's voice from inside our bedroom. I turned off the shower and secured a towel around my body. Another one around my hair."What's that?" I asked him as I arrived in the bedroom.His gaze roamed down my body before settling back on my face. "Come see."I moved closer and got on the bed beside him. "Oh my god. You're buying a whole industry?!""It really isn't pictured as that as for now. For now, it's just a thriving company.""A famous one. That doesn't change the fact that you're still buying it.""Baby," He wrapped an arm around my waist and kissed me on the lips. "I've bought way more than this. I just...rebrand them and turn them to conglomerates. So tell me, what do you think?""How much is it?""Tell me what you think of it first.""Mariano, how much is it?""One hundred.""One hundred...as in million or billions?""I'm buying the whole thing including the branches so yeah..one hundred.""Mariano!" I smacked his arm. "

~Mirabelle~I moved closer, walked round her, examining her. From the tip of her hair to her toes, I examined her thoroughly."You're not even that pretty." I said to her with a smile. "You don't measure up to me in anyway, Rhea Gonzalez.""How dare you?!" She lifted up her hand to land it on my face but I caught her arm right on time and glared at her."How dare you think you can come here, to my husband's house, to my house, to my matrimonial home!" I said and pushed her back with her arm, making sure to leave her staggering on her feet. "Who the hell do you think you are?" She sneered at me. "You think you're some sort of trophy? Let me remind you that you're only a replacement. My replacement.""You're wrong about that. My husband was never into you. You should know that very well by now.""He was never into me but he got married to me? He got me pregnant?!" She snickered. "You're delusional, Mira Kenton.""No. You're out of your mind. You know the reasons my husband got married

~Mirabelle~He rubbed his hands over my back slowly. As soon as I was done, he helped me wash up and even cleaned the spot I had vomited on in our bedroom when I was scurrying out in a hurry.I sighed and tried straightening up but I couldn't. Then I slowly lowered myself onto the floor."Belle, are you sure you're alright?"I tucked my hands into my shirt. "I told you. I ate something bad.""This isn't about what you ate, Belle. You're not okay. You've been acting strange these past few weeks. We need to see a doctor. It could be anything serious.""I told you, Mariano. It's nothing serious. It's just something bad I ate. I'm okay! I'm fine!" I said, getting up from the floor."Then why don't you want to see a doctor? Hm? If it's nothing serious, tell me why you don't want to see a doctor. Or...could it be you're pregnant?"I froze for a moment. "You don't know what you're talking about. If I'm pregnant, I would know it.""Why? Because you're a doctor?""Mariano, can you please just