Becoming Vincenzo's のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Ahneeka dizzied as she awoke, remnants of the other night roaming freely through her brains. She felt cold and reached out her hands to grab a blanket and discovered there wasn't something as that in the room she was. The bed felt different and this prompted her to check her surroundings.The room she had felt herself pass out in was cozy and there were controllers that regulated the amount of cold and heat in the room, but this one felt different. Likewise the bed she found out to be a tiny piece. Scanning the congested walls of the room, she needed no telling that this was a maidservant's corner, only difference was that it was a bit bugger than her father's. Her luggages were by the side of the room which explained things more to her. This was her place, her position in the hierarchy of things at Lawrence's home, seen as more or less of a maid, if she was even seen worthy of such high honor. A commotion caught her attention. The voices were tiny and she washed no time identify

GRAPHIC DETAILS WARNING ⚠️ Lawrence noticed how numb Ahneeka had become at how she didn't plead with him to leave her anymore. He felt lacking. Wasn't the torture enough for her? What else did he have to do to her to shatter her ego. He had read up everything about her the previous night with hope of using her dislikes against her. And in all his research and findings, only water was what she had included in all her interviews that she was scared of. And he had tortured her with that, yet no result he had desired was being yielded. She seemed to have succumbed herself to his will, awaiting whatever punishment and judgement he wanted to pronounce on her. But he didn't want her submissive. Ahneeka Fallon was known by everyone as a hardcore feminist, a lady who fought for the equal rights of both genders, her giving in to him way easy lacked the thrill he wanted. He wanted her to fight back, plead with him and again fight back to save herself from the torture of the water. Angry,

"What do you mean she was involved in an accident here yet she is anywhere near the scene. Search everywhere. I need hr to be found. The marriage needs to happen. I couldn't find the Ahneeka Fallon of a lady I wanted to marry and now the directors are on my neck for this wedding to Veronica Wilde to happen. You need to find her no matter what it takes" Micheal Emmanuel screamed at his secretary and the few security men that went with him to find his missing bride. His aunt had vehemently refused him going to find her as Veronica had given her word of being present but he left any way no matter how much she protested. The guests were all waiting, people were growing tired of awaiting the presence of his hidden bride and he wasn't ready to face the backlash such incompetence from her end might cause him. "Spread out. We need to find her. She was said to be on a wedding dress and has a few blood stain patches on the hem of her clothing." He instructed and the security men went differe

A FEW WEEKS LATER; AT A HOTEL ROOM Veronica Wilde picked up a tablet that was in front of her as she sipped her coffee from the sippy cup in her hand. Adjusting the towel that laid cover her bare chest, she shuddered as she read a message that awaited her on the tab. "You didn't tell me what today's date was. I informed you to remind me months ago" she angrily told the man lying on the king sized bed, whose chest was left bare and the rest of his legs covered with the blanket. "Oh my beloved Vero, I thought we already discussed this. I thought you promised me that you wouldn't be marrying him. What do you expect me to do with myself if you leave me and move on?" He quizzed as he gazed into her eyes that was in contact with his, hoping his words would be able to manipulate her to forget his shortcoming. She blazed up and stood abruptly from the cushion she was sat on and this immediately caused the towel to fall, revealing her body in all of its naked glory. The man's eyes did not

It took Ahneeka fifteen trial before she was able to get he distinct taste of the breakfast Lawrence requested. She was grateful deep within her that he had been kind enough and willing to wait for her to return I'm with a different food each of those fifteen trials, though at an instance the tenth time, he had thrown the dish of food at her face after insulting her for being an "embarrassment" to womanhood of course.She looked away from him, turning her gaze towards the wall clock. A lot of time had gone since when she started cooking,even a baby would be able to tell that from the rays of sun that was continuously seeping into the dining."I'll tell the nannies to take you under their care and teach you how to cook. It appears to me that your a very bad chef and I wouldn't want mediocrity to handle the meals I eat" Lawrence said.She turned her head away from the window she had shifted her attention to and was staring at. Obviously he was lying, trying to find something new to spi