All Chapters of Tangled by lies : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~31~Chiara He grunted again and I took it as a go. I spent the next few minutes explaining my demands to them. I needed a perfect result for the upcoming exhibitions of Terra and Tela.But the man spent that time eating and picking his teeth with the toothpick. Not caring how annoying the sounds he was making in the process. I cleared my throat and continued. I poured myself a glass of wine when I was done. “So what do you think?” I asked. Clearly, he wasn’t even paying attention to me this whole time. Who was unprofessional now?“I’ll think about it.” He said nonchalantly. “My husband, it is a very good proposal.” His wife said in a low and wary voice, reminding me of someone I knew very well. And I didn’t like it for her. Mr. Bormann gripped her chin and turned her to face him abruptly. “I said I will think about it.” He said, his saliva jumping all over her face, before releasing her by pushing her away. I clenched my fists under the table, “You’ll think about it.” I repeated hi

~33~Chiara A familiar voice that set off the alarms in my body came from behind me. Then the man’s light footsteps echoed in my ear before he came and stood beside me. Air rushed out of my lungs for a second. Not because he looked tasteful in his black suit or his slick back hair with a single strand falling on his forehead, but because he was helping me out without even knowing what I was here for. Helping me again after how things ended between us on that most embarrassing night of my life.His hand rested casually on the low of my back, then he flushed the most beautiful smile that I’d ever seen on him. I liked it. And I hated that I did. I had to remind myself to breathe or I’d be the one to die tonight and not the man in the booth upstairs. I smiled back at him awkwardly, “Honey, you’re late,” I said, circling my arm around his torso. He swallowed but his face was unwavering. The guy went through the names and finally lifted his head “Please go ahead sir. I’m sorry for keepin

~35~Chiara Sleep was always a torture to me, but last night was the most torturous night of my life. I tossed and turned trying to get a certain black eyed bastard out of my mind. I kept questioning myself why he wouldn’t let me kiss him. He embarrassed me and made me feel like a pathetic and worthless slut for two times straight! I’d never been so embarrassed in my life, especially when I was the kind of woman who could get any man I wanted once I put my mind to it. Jokes aside, my ego wasn’t hurt, it was crushed into pieces of grains.At first light, I rose to my feet, refreshed and went straight to the basement. The guard who was stationed down there was still asleep so I kicked his chair and he quickly got on his feet. “Good morning young Madam!” he said, his eyes so red they irked me. “It’s not. Open the door or hand me the keys.” I said. He looked like I threw a bucket of cold water on him “Err… did sir permit you to?” he asked nervously. I looked him up and down, “Why else

~37~Chiara I climbed downstairs, the living room was filled with wedding planners talking to Mama and Antonio. You’d almost think the man truly cared for me, the way he was detailing how perfect he wanted the wedding to be. He looked nothing like the animal that kept me locked up inside without permission to leave until the wedding day. There were two days left until it was due, and the old man was worried sick that I’d try something out there and ruin his plans, so I was locked up instead.Sighing, I went straight to the kitchen and asked the maid for a cup of coffee. I was hopeless. I tried to get myself out of this, but nothing worked. I never thought it was this hard to get someone to love you. And God was hell-bent on me getting married to this sick psycho. I drank my coffee, watching them as they planned things. This was not how things were supposed to happen. I was supposed to leave this house with my mother, not alone, and not heading to a worse fate than I was already in.

~39~ChiaraI groaned, twisting on my back. Fatigue and shooting pain on my neck made me want to see something, anything. With squinted eyes, I looked around the room. It was all painted in black, and the mahogany furniture was all in gold. What the heck? I pushed myself up, and that’s when my jaw dropped. The detailing, all the things in the room.“No way,” I whispered, shaking my head, not wanting to believe what I was witnessing.Actually, where was I? Was this how hell looked? Does it come customized just like how a person wanted it to be? I was at the church, right outside the door. Who the fuck kidnapped me? I looked around the room and got up abruptly, the sheets tangled my legs, and I stumbled down with a loud thud. “Fuck!” I pressed my forehead where my head had hit the floor.I untangled the sheets and kicked them off my legs before I collected myself and stood up. I walked with light steps to the door, held the door knob and turned it ever so slowly but it was locked. Of c