All Chapters of His After One Night: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CarrieI sprang out of the car when I saw that his grandfather was about to slap him.But the slap never happened, Alessandro stopped it.“How dare you, Alessandro?!” The vein pressed against the old man’s temple revealed the truth. He was furious about Alessandro’s interview. “What were you thinking?!”“I did what was necessary.” Alessandro did not hide his smugness.“Going on air is your way of doing things? Using Layla like that? How could you? She’s your wife-to-be!”“Layla is nothing and absolutely nothing to me.”“So, you are choosing to defy my instruction?”“How can I defy something I never acknowledged in the first place? If there’s anyone defying anything, it’s you.”“What?” His grandfather was taken aback. “What bullshit are you spitting?”“You are very aware of the mess Layla brought to our family two years ago. She destroyed our system, she made us mourn Giovanni at that early age, she-”“That’s enough.” His grandfather’s voice was no longer stern, and I became curious ab

CarrieAlmost two hours later, we arrived at the grand entrance leading to the new location we’d be staying in.We do move a lot, don’t we? You’d think we’re being chased by demons.As the grand, black gates before us slowly parted, a view greeted us. Actually, the view startled us.“Is that Kante?” Eduardo asked as he craned his neck and observed the situation. “He’s the one,” he replied to himself. “What’s he doing here? How did he find this place?”“Get rid of him,” came Alessandro’s chilly instruction.“Do you think he’ll budge?” Eduardo asked. “He’s as stubborn as you.”“He’s not worth my time.”“Well, make up your mind. He is walking towards us.”Indeed, a flower-bouquet-bearing Kante was moving closer, undoubtedly approaching because of me.“Carrie!” Kante was yet to reach our car when he yelled like he was on fire. “Carrie!”“What the fuck is he up to?” Eduardo got rid of his seatbelt.Kante waved. Then, he screamed, “Carrie! Marry me!”“What the fuck…?” Eduardo swore.Before

CarrieI'd be lying if I said I wasn’t aware of the magnitude of Alessandro’s response. From his earlier altercation with his grandfather, I could tell that something that broke their family happened two years ago.So, while Alessandro’s response settled in my mind, I admonished myself to carefully weigh the way I’d react to his coming words.“Carrie?” Alessandro’s thick accent pulled me out of my thoughts and caused me to stop glaring at the pathway leading to the entrance of the house. “Let’s head in. You shouldn’t stand outside for too long.”“Okay,” I quietly agreed and allowed the nice feeling of his hand resting against my back.Once we were inside the house, which was furnished in a way that exceeded my imagination, we headed for the living room, which had simply designed sofas and some minimalist decor filling its space.“Let me help you with that,” Alessandro swiftly broke the silence in our midst, and he reached to take off my shoes. Once my feet were free and wiggling their

Carrie“Carrie?”“Eduardo,” I replied to him.“How old are you?”“Why do you ask?” I took my eyes off the large party hall out of which people kept trooping out, with glee that matched the expensiveness of their clothes written all over their faces.“I have always wondered. You look really young.”“How old are you?” I returned his question.“I am thirty. So is Alessandro.”I glanced at the quiet man seated next to me. Then, I replied, “I’m twenty-four.”“Wow. Really?” I didn’t understand Eduardo’s excitement, so I faked a smile when my eyes met his image in the centre mirror. “I would have guessed you were older.”“That sounds like an insult.”“It does?” Eduardo sure was being super chatty. “I thought that was a compliment. Anyway, you are almost a decade younger than us, I think it’s cool.”“How is that cool?”“It’s nice to have someone younger around.”“You are hardly making any sense, but okay.” I looked out again. “When are we going in?”“When our targets arrive,” Eduardo quickly

CarrieI drummed my fingers over the rim of the steering wheel that continued to remain in my grasp.As I did that, my neck kept craning. I kept my eyes glued on the path Alessandro and Eduardo were supposed to come out of.But the more I stared at the empty canal, the more my anxiety grew.According to what they said, they would not spend up to ten minutes in that hall.Even though I barely have the means to know the time, I can tell that ten minutes have passed, and now my head is contorting dangerous thoughts.But I was able to ease my concerns with the assurance that the building was yet to explode.And I…A loud bang ruined my thoughts.I forced myself out of the stillness that froze my body and looked up. When I saw the rising evidence of flames coming from where the hall was, my heart raced, my breath tightened, and my hands shivered.“Alessandro…” My shaky voice called, as though hoping my voice would mix with the heavy air to deliver my anguish to his ears.That anguish turne