Heartis Venice Novels & Stories

He wasn’t going in,he just stood there,staring at me. And then he started walking up to me. My mouth fell open as he stood in front of me. Slowly,I looked up to meet his eyes. They were filled with lust and I felt my legs weaken at the intensity. His hand came to grip my face,his thumb brushing across my bottom lip. Our gazes locked,our quickened breaths sounding around us. I thought what happened in Venice was supposed to stay in Venice. He bent his head and kissed me. My mind and body filled with him and everything else melted away.

My mother was unrecognizable. It was very obvious to me that she hated Mrs. Elena. And what made my skin crawl and made me overthink everything was the fact that Elena was dead and my mother didn't show even a little bit of feeling. She didn't care, I could see it in her face. Then she said to me:

"Both. But mostly, it’s about the host. Count Lorenzo Cavalli. He owns the dredging rights to every major harbor in Europe. If we want the Red Hook pier to be a world-class terminal rather than a local dock, we need Cavalli’s tech. And Cavalli is an old-world creature; he only talks to people who know how to wear a mask." I looked out the window again. Masks. We had spent a year tearing ours off until our faces were raw with the truth. The thought of putting one back on, even for a single night, made my stomach churn with a dread I couldn't name. The City of Masks Venice was a labyrinth of damp stone and ancient echoes. As our private water taxi sliced through the Grand Canal, the palazzos l

“It is already doing it.” Silence. She stared at the screen. Then whispered, “So what name does it give us.” That question changed the room again. Even the system seemed to pause. Then the text updated. Slowly. Deliberately. COHERENCE ENTITY DESIGNATION: “A-01/A-02 INTERLOCKED HEART STATE” Silence. Anna blinked slowly. “…interlocked heart state.” Adrian read it silently again. Then said quietly, “That is not standard nomenclature.”

He smiled. We talked for awhile about some random things. We were walking towards the door when the door suddenly opened. Venice's eyes widened when she saw us. She looked like she has seen a horrified situation. I knitted my brows at her reaction. "What is he doing here?! Nieva?! What did you do?! " she gasped as she looked at me and Brett.

Since I can read minds, I understood what he meant by that sentence. Josh and Arnold insisted on knowing, though I kept my mouth shut. I do not want to destroy Venice's chance of feeling good when he shares the news. I looked forward at the dying sun in a darkening sky on the beach with a soft breeze carrying the fragrance of salt and a nice barbecue. Venice peered at me with a devilish smile and fed our friends' curiosity. "Her cousin whom she truly hates turned out to be my second chance mate. I will have our wedding announced right after I go back to London." Venice said.

She looked up at her husband, her black and white diamond rings flashing under the emergency alert lights. "Let's go show the Eclipse Directorate what happens when they threaten our kingdom, Mr. Vance," she said, her voice ringing with sovereign authority. Fourteen Hours Later – The Canals of Venice, Italy. The midnight fog rolled thick and heavy across the dark, silent waters of the Venetian lagoon, wrapping the gothic palazzos and winding alleyways in a shroud of eerie, damp shadow. The city of canals was fast asleep, its tourist-filled streets completely abandoned as a sleek, matte-black municipal watercraft cut silently through the narrow waterways, leaving barely a ripple in its wake.

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.

“Venice… Even though I do not remember what exactly happened before, I know that I would not hate you because of that. Your happiness is also my happiness so I would not dare ruin it. However…” Venice started driving again as they made a turn at the main intersection of the city. “However what?” she pressed when she finally parked her car. Hestia stepped out and before she shut the door, she leaned down to meet Venice’s eyes. “Are you sure Grayson is marrying you out of love or is it out of obligation?” Those were her last words before walking away. Hestia smirked, knowing that Venice cannot just exit her car and run after her to ask whatever she meant with those words.