All Chapters of Men Are Prada Shoes: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

VINCENT“Any news on him?” I asked the moment Jonah stepped through the door, Vera following closely behind him.Jonah shook his head tiredly. “We still haven’t found anything, sir. It’s almost like the man disappeared completely.”A frustrated sigh escaped Vera as she folded her arms across her chest. “I honestly can’t understand why you refuse to let this go,” she muttered. “The woman who was drugged has already moved on, and she even asked you to do the same, yet you’re still obsessing over it.”“She was under my protection when it happened,” I said through clenched teeth. “If I let the bastard walk away after pulling something like that, people will start believing they can hurt those connected to me without facing consequences.”Vera let out a scoff. “You cannot be serious right now. That man had no idea she was with you. And besides, she wasn’t under your protection, she was my guest. I was the one who invited her there.”“She may have been your guest,” I shot back, “but you are

ALINAAlex picked me up for the birthday celebration just like I had asked him to.Well, calling it a request would be stretching the truth.The moment the car rolled into the long driveway, cameras immediately began flashing from every direction. Alex stepped out first, straightening his suit before making his way around the vehicle. He opened my door with an exaggerated display of gentlemanly charm and offered me his hand.Forcing a smile onto my face, I accepted it.The second my hand slipped into his, he tightened his grip and guided me toward the decorated entrance of the hall. Everywhere we went, people greeted him warmly. He smiled back, shook hands, and posed effortlessly for the paparazzi who seemed determined to capture every second of his arrival.To anyone watching, we probably looked like an actual couple.The thought almost made me laugh."Come with me," Alex murmured near my ear as we stepped into the crowded ballroom.The hall was breathtaking. Crystal chandeliers hung

ALINA“I don’t think your grandfather is very fond of me,” I said quietly, turning slightly in my seat to look at VincentThe driver had just pulled up in front of my residence, the engine idling softly in the quiet night.This was exactly why I had insisted earlier that Alex drive me to the event. I wanted Vincent to be the one to take me home.Vincent leaned back slightly, his expression unreadable as usual.“Williams has never been fond of anyone,” he replied flatly.That didn’t sound entirely true. “He seemed fond of you and Vera though,” I pointed out, then let out a small, nervous chuckle when he raised a brow instead of answering. “I mean… you’re his grandchildren. He should be fond of both of you, right?”“Using the word fond for what my grandfather feels for me is… strange.”He paused for a moment, then added, “And as for Vera… I suppose you could say he is fond of her, only because I drive a hard bargain.”I frowned slightly, trying to understand what he meant.“You drive a

VINCENTThe moment I watched Alina step out of that elevator, I knew something was wrong. That look of mischief which was always in her eyes was gone.Jonah bowed slightly at her before opening the back door for her and she carefully slipped in.“I didn’t know you had a driver.” She pointed out as Jonah got into the driver’s seat.“Sometimes, driving isn’t very convenient, so I need someone else on the wheel.”She glanced at Jonah again then nodded absently. “And now isn’t very convenient?”“I was in a meeting while on my way here,” I explained, “so yes, it wasn’t very convenient.”Her head jerked to me with surprise. “It is almost eleven pm Vincent, and you were still in a meeting while coming here. Do you ever rest?”“Do you?” I returned the question. “You also run a business Alina, do you ever catch a break?”Gently flipping her hair to the side, she crossed her legs. “Touche.”“Music?” Jonah asked, probably noticing just how tense she was.“Thank you very much,” Alina responded wi

VINCENTSlapping the light on, I almost hissed in shock when I saw my sister lying on my sofa with some black substance smeared all over her face.For a brief second, I actually thought someone had broken into my apartment.“What?” she asked, getting off the sofa to reach for the wine glass sitting on the small stool beside her. “Why are you staring like you saw a ghost?”“You do look like one,” I deadpanned, shrugging off my jacket before tossing it over the armrest. “What are you even doing here?”Vera scoffed, taking a leisurely sip of her wine. “If someone heard you, they would think you needed some privacy.”I lifted a brow, slowly loosening the knot of my tie. “What? I'm not entitled to my own privacy in my own house?”“Save that for people who are actually in a relationship,” she deadpanned with an exaggerated eye roll. “Elena says hello, by the way. She says you've not been taking her calls.”Rounding the sofa, I plopped down beside her and snatched the wine glass right out of