LUCIANOWhite heels is the first time I see before the door bangs close. I look up at her face ands she crosses her hands over chest.She tilts her head to the side and I look up at her and she isn’t carrying a pleasant expression. I press my lips together as I watch her. Maybe if I say something funny her angry expression will go away. Hopefully. “Hey, I didn’t except you to come here already, did you take a plane or what?” I ask and she isn’t still smiling with me. Indeed she is reallly mad at me. She walks over to me and she pulls the chair it so she can sit down. She settles on the chair and she placed her bag down. “Are ready to tell me what is happening to you or are you going to search for another thing to talk about?” She says and I kick back my head. I run my hands in my hair as her watch her unable to say anything ij meaningfully. I have to find a way to stall so she will get tried and give up on asking me questions. But that is asking for the impossible when it come

WILLOW I look at crumpled piece of paper on my eyes and I stare at it confused. Kenzo is the one who had been sending me the necklaces and everything. Maybe the person that barged in was someone from Kenzo? Because I am literally confused right now. Was Kenzo obsessed with me? What was his problem? Couldn't he just leave me alone? I didn't know what passed through his mind sometimes.I take the paper and I tear it off before I toss it outside the window. The last thing I want is for Luciano to see the letter and get confused. I do not want to bother him any more. That mystery is a problem for another day, right now I am trying to think about my trip to Paris. Yes Paris, the perfect city for a vacation, located almost in the center of France. The Eiffel tower stands proudly above the city and the arc de triomphe is already bustling with vehicles. Paris is never boring. I visualized all this in my head.I look away from the window and take a deep sigh. I get back in the bed and I l

WILLOWMy first thought is to call the security because I expect a bomb inside. There is no telling what my enemies are trying to concoct against me. But I try not to over react.I take matters into my own hands and i start by kicking the package with my feet and it does not blow up. I let out a sigh of relief and I pick up the package reluctantly. I tear open the box and a gold necklace and a brown note falls from it. I pick it up from the floor an it had my name boldly written on and I check the brown note on the floor."I notice you don't really like big things so I got you something to your fitting. It would look pretty on you, make sure you wear it this time because I spent a ton on this little thing you are seeing," The note says and there is no sender details. The person that sent the know obviously knows me to some extent. An ordinary stalker will not behave with such familiarism.But Kenzo would have put his name, so what is going on? Who is this person? Perhaps a stalker? I

WILLOWThose blue eyes reminded me of the thief from that night, my face goes pale and the blue eyed boy holds me thinking i am about to fall down. My heartbeat quickens, each thud echoing the growing intensity of my apprehension. The air feels heavier, as if infused with the weight of my anxieties. I trace the source of my fear, but it eludes definition, a shape-shifting specter that refuses to be named. My hands, once steady, betray the turmoil within. Fingers tremble slightly as I try to grasp onto something tangible, something to anchor me in this sea of uncertainty.Yet, the fear seems to seep into my very bones, rendering me powerless against its encroachment."Are you okay?" He asks and Luciano moves me closer to him. He eyes the boy and a face I have never seen before takes hold on Luciano's face."You don't know me?" I ask and he nods his head."You are mistaking me for someone else," He says and I hear his French accent. "Oh, I am terribly sorry, I thought you were someone

Willow.I rub my hands together as luciano releases his hands around my waist. “Where did you get the necklace then?” He asks as he turns his entire body in front of me.He is going to the mad, I know he hates it when I lie to him.“Marcus, he gave me the necklace to wear, I didn’t want to tell you he was the one so you wouldn't get mad,” I explain to him.“I have worked with Marcus before, he knows I am married to you so why would he do something like that?” Luciano asks as he runs his hands in his hair. “Marcus has the money to pick anyone he wants to pick, he has everything he needs I don’t see why he should be following you? There has to be more to this,” Luciano says as he rubs his hands together. At least he isn’t mad that I didn’t tell him.“Now, we know who the blue eyed intruder is,” I say as he heaved a sigh.“I will try to get a word with him, for now let’s just try to find a way to forget about everything, put him in our past,” He says as he takes my hands in his. He