Semua Bab Beautiful But Unlucky : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Silvia POV---I had never felt more like an outsider than I did among that polished brunch crowd. The women were beautiful, their laughs like jingles and effortless, their diamonds whispering wealth and legacy with every flick of the wrist. The table was set in the middle of a well trimmed garden, complete with cascading orchids and a harpist who played like she was weaving spells into the air.Becoming engaged to the Riegos meant that I had to do two things that didn't come to mind previously.Number 1. Move into Calvin's penthouse. We were engaged and we needed to prove it to the masses, that we were drunk in love, so moving in with Calvin was just part of the deal. But I still wondered if the contract was worth it when I found out the second. Marrying into old money like the Riegos meant that I had to attend events like this tailored for the rich and influential. And one thing that I had noticed was that each of them were snobbish brats.I wore ivory — silk, fitted, with an open b

Silvia POV---My phone buzzed for the twelfth time in twenty minutes.I didn’t need to look.I already knew.Another headline. Another comment. Another post dissecting my smile, my dress, my entire existence like I was nothing more than a tabloid puppet strung together with red lipstick and ambition.I was used to whispers.But this… this was a goddamn war cry.“From Wife to Whore? The Fall and Rise of Silvia Moretti.”“Damaged Muse or Social Climber?”“Calvin Riego’s Latest Phase: Beauty with a Bruised Past.”My fingers hovered over the screen, scrolling through the acidic flood of speculation. They had taken bits and pieces of my life - grainy paparazzi shots, half-truths, assumptions - and stitched them together into a grotesque version of me I could barely recognize.And still… I read it. Like a punishment I couldn’t stop giving myself.> “She’s not even that pretty. Just looks expensive.”“Bet Calvin’s already bored of her.”“She cries trauma to get sympathy. Typical.”“From Sim

Calvin POV + Silvia POV---SilviaThe studio smelled like sweat, expensive cologne, and electricity.Everything pulsed in that space - light, camera shutters, the quiet hum of anticipation that filled the air like perfume. The set was drenched in shadow and golden floodlight, every corner engineered to blur the line between fantasy and flesh.And I was standing in black lace, cold air kissing the bare curve of my thigh.Across from me, Calvin wore leather - his shirt half-unbuttoned, sleeves rolled, belt undone just enough to send a message. His collarbone caught the light like a sin waiting to be swallowed.I should’ve been used to this by now.But nothing… nothing could’ve prepared me for the raw gravity of being told to pose with him."Back arched just a little more, Silvia," the photographer called. "Calvin - closer."It was a shoot with Calvin and I. Reynold was no where to be found and with us being engaged it seemed natural for us to take it together. No other male model dared

Silvia – POV---The afternoon light filtered through the lace curtains like spilled cream, soft and deceptive. We were seated, two women in gold and ivory, sipping chilled tea from delicate porcelain. Anielle Handall smiled at me from across the low table, legs crossed like a ballet dancer, eyes unreadable and cruel beneath her sweetness.Another ball that I had to attend as the Ms of the Reigo family, another treacherous and painfully long hours of smiling and talking with people who cared more about the ring on my finger than who I was.“I wanted a little time, just us,” Anielle said softly, brushing a nonexistent crumb from her thigh. “It’s so hard to talk in crowds, don’t you think? All that noise. All those cameras.”Her voice dripped with warmth, but it didn’t reach her gaze. Nothing ever did.But I would rather sit here and talk to her than stand for five more minutes like a mannequin.I gave a nod, polite. Distant. “Of course. I imagine you have much to say.”“Oh, darling, n

I just want to say a big thank you to those who have stayed with me through the lives of the Iconic Silvia and silent Calvin. This is just the ending of the first Arc as their story is just beginning, the next chapter is the start of the second Arc and holds bountiful surprises and twists. Just sit tight and enjoy the ride....