All Chapters of Tangled by lies : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

~90~Chiara“The man is ready, we can go meet him now.” I said to the man who seemed to avoid my gaze since we woke up this morning. I took a sip of my coffee, side eyeing him. Was it because of what I did last night? Jeez, so innocent. My lips curled.“Alright, finish your breakfast while I finish this and then we’ll go.” He didn’t raise his head from his laptop as he spoke. This was going to be so much fun. “Okay.” I staffed my mouth with a beagle. His phone vibrated on the table. It flashed the name ‘Will’. He got up and went to stand by the window, his free hand casually slid in his pocket. This simple view had no business making my heart flatter this much.“You had a month to inform me and you’re telling me a day away? I’m not coming.” He uttered, his voice firm. He sighed after a short while, “Fuck you, Willem.” He hung the call and sighed again, before returning back to the table. “Change of plans, tesoro.” He sat down, shutting the laptop. “Why?” I placed down the cup of coffe

~92~ ChiaraSometimes later the old man excused himself which meant I was left with Willem and Storm while Black was with Carmelo. “Stormy, never thought I’ll see a day with you in anything other than a black suit.” Willem checked her out shamelessly. Yep. She wore a body hugging dress tonight. Storm turned to him, “And I can’t wait to see the day your mouth will learn how to stay shut, Willie.” She clapped back. Interesting. I sipped my champagne. I hated people but I lived for the drama.“Around you? I can’t sweetheart. I’ll get sick without talking to you.”“I get sick just looking at you.”“Ouch. You’re hurting my feelings, Stormy.”“If you give me a chance, I’d love to hurt something else as well, Willie.” She eyed his dick.Willem gasped and covered himself with both hands, “You evil witch and your obsession of kicking my dick.”“Scared already? Tsk, tsk, tsk, pedo baby at his finest.” She uttered and walked away.“That woman hates me with passion.” Willem let go of himself an

~94~CarmeloSomebody hold me before my body hit the floor.Five years. Five fucking years plus the three months we spent together, then a one minute encounter sorted everything out. Happiness doesn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling. I felt like standing on top of the world and screaming that I fulfilled my life purpose. That the wait and the torture was worth it.I was an asshole to her because I was consumed by my stupid jealousy and insecurities. Yes, I was jealous. And it wasn’t because I didn’t trust her or my best friend. It was the other people that I didn’t trust around her. When you think you are better, there is always some fucker out there who was waiting for you to fumble just to pick up your girl right from your hands. If you don’t treat her right, some other person would. And it was also because I didn’t know where she was standing in all this. Until she made it clear to me last night. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her words replayed in my mind like

~96~ChiaraYesterday, I walked out of the bathroom with him gone and smirked. It wasn’t my intention by all means to torture the man but it was a bet made between me and his mother. His very own mother, yes. When I went to her house, Francesca had our day planned out already and it involved me spending the entire day with her. I couldn’t deny her even if I wanted to. So we went out together. And she was so happy to introduce me to her friends as her daughter-in-law. It was futile to try and correct her anyway, so I went with the flow. The day started smoothly with a shopping date. She had her own taste too given her age. But our taste for jewelry was almost the same. We were arguing that no man can ever resist sexual attraction with some of her friends at the spa. Don’t even ask me how that topic came up. I mean it was bloody Francesca who we were talking about. So I said, my ‘traditional’ man, his son, was very much capable of it. I’d tried several tricks myself and none ever wor

~98~ChiaraI stopped tapping on the laptop and checked my phone for the nth time. The man hadn't returned for a whole day and hadn't contacted me the next day either. Where the hell was he? Was he caught up with work in Milan? “Ugh!” I screamed. Maybe I should’t have made that bet with his mother.I was in his study, switching screens between the social media and the queue of emails. My art exhibition was a hit. The news of it was all over social media. I was tagged in Instagram and Tiktok posts and reels, because those were the only social media apps I was using. Almost all items were bought. I couldn’t stop smiling whenever I checked the zeros on my business account. I needed to sort out the salaries plus bonuses real soon.My phone rang but of course, it wasn’t the one I’ve been waiting for. “Xander,” I uttered, getting up and heading to the kitchen. My headache needed some coffee. “Good news.” He stated. “Shoot.” I said, pouring the coffee powder in the coffee maker and water. T