Matteo's POV,
I fucking abhor her with all my heart; she can't understand my folly and the call of this fucking wedded life. I gave her nth excuses to leave me, yet the girl remained stubbornly sybarite in my life. I dislike her in my life; she's perpetually on my nerves.
I tried everything I could to ignore her presence, but nothing helped. She was one of the obstinate types who used to take advantage of other people. She has the ability to bring any man to his knees, which I never question. But it doesn't mean she can't make one for me.
Even on good or adverse days, everyone in my family is on her side. When my mother proposed marriage, I didn't keep my head up high. After my first breakup, I never put myself in the company of a lady who could make me vulnerable.
After this horrible marriage, I tried everything in my power to revive our company and keep my distance from her. I have to applaud her hard effort, whether it is called duty or capturing someone's heart. But she's not enough to make me fall.
We even consummated our wedding in a few days, which I think is fairly good. She's a piece of meat who never disputes it, but I don't want much more from her. I'm sure she merely wants to be Mrs. Lorenzo.
She wants to wrap me around her little finger with her seductive attractiveness, but it will never happen. I just want to get as far away from her as possible. May was my first crush, which I never revealed, but when we reconnected after a long time, I felt something different.
I can't convey how happy I was to see the sorrow beneath Aurelia's facade when I took May with me for my birthday. Following in the footsteps of my family, I generously feed cake to May. I don't need Aurelia or her itchy behavior when I'm with May.
But it's my last thread when she spills hot coffee on May's hand. As I charged her of it, again my family supported her, which infuriated me. The final link was when Granny took her side without even challenging me. On top of that, my grandmother made me close in front of her, freaking hell. Let's see how much she can hide behind her façade, which I'm about to rip off.
She lingered by the pool all night, which I didn't mind because she kept far away from me. Her wails made me both furious and guilty, which is strange, I know. I choose to embrace the darkness rather than burden myself with these unresolved impulses. As usual, my clothes and belongings were in place the next morning. But something peculiar near it attracted my eye, and when I grabbed it in my palm, reality set in. She even thought of gifting me after trashing my fucking life. But I'm not in the mood to indulge her hostility any longer, and I'm not going to let her. But the short note with the present made me squirm as fuck, and she did it after all that happened last night.
'Hi Matteo,
I'm certain you dislike me and would prefer not to let me into your life, but consider this present from a friend, if not a stranger. I wish you all the success in the world this year. I pray for your happiness and for mine to be yours.
Happy birthday J.'
It's what she scribbled, something I didn't expect from her even after I made my point. Fuck you, lady. Don't have such lofty standards of yourself that you believe I will fall for your dumb trick and words. Besides for your body, all of it about her made me cringe, to be accurate loathing.
I tossed the scrap of paper away, thinking it might be her face, and proceeded to the dining room. She resumed her act as the finest daughter-in-law once more, while not wanting to ruin my day with her thoughts, I began my breakfast. I delivered the massage to Grandma as I was departing. I despise going to parties with her, and I get agitated each time I have her along.
Not to lie about her dashing display anytime she wanted to show off like we were Romeo and Juliet. Perhaps she sees me as her Romeo, but she will never, ever be my Juliet. I had to send a chauffeur to get her up every time, but now I have no choice because my credibility is at stake. When we land at the spot, she morphs into the actor in which she excels.
As soon as May came my view, I hooked up with her and soaked up the night, so did my wife and brother. I don't mind as long as it doesn't ruin my name, but the notion faded before a word touched my ears.
'Isn't that Mrs. Lorenzo with the sibling of her husband?'
'Is she dumping her husband?'
'Who knows, she could handle two at once.'
This incensed me; it not only included my name, but also my brother's. This woman had the audacity to strike my brother and spread rumors. After such a headache, we returned to the mansion. She was continually trying to destroy my tranquility, even if it was only for a short while. As I entered our room, I grabbed her wrist and stopped her from entering the vestibule.
"What the fuck were you doing with Lucas?" I demanded vehemently, but the expression on her face was mind-boggling, fucking show.
"W.. what?" She wobbled in my domination, and that's the only thing I enjoy about her, her fear of me, her surrender.
"Aren't you planning to hit him? Don't you want to demonstrate that I'm the villain and you're the whore, as is customary? Huh?" I berated, which made her eyes tear.
"Look, woman, if I ever found out about your brattiness behind my back, no one will be more ruthless than me," I pushed her aside as I entered my wardrobe.
But something in her gaze made my heart chastise my intellect; I'm not sure what, but I'm guessing something is about to happen. As usual, I changed into a nightshirt and went back to bed. But I didn't see her anywhere today, not even in her sanctuary, which is good for her because I'm not in the mood to deal with her. I have larger fish to fry right now, so she can't hitch to me.
The following day, I suited up and had brunch before leaving the estate, but my family didn't bring up her name or expressed any interest in talking with me. That's fine with me because the mornings can't get any better than this. Even I didn't see her, suit herself, she'd learned her position in my life by this point.
As the day progressed, I concluded my schedule and ate dinner with May, which turned out unlike anything ever. As I walked back to the mansion, I fell asleep quietly, wishing the same day would come again. Much like yesterday, my day began without her or her compliments, which is quite appealing to my ears.
A week has gone in this manner, and I can't thank my heavens enough for her absence, which has given my autonomy long after. I even planned a big party to celebrate my delight at this time. If she is like this for the rest of my life, I might compensate her for her assistance.
God wants to curse my life yet again because my bliss lasted only a week because I had to attend a charity sale with her. If it hadn't been my partner's, I'd have declined it right away, and God knows how I'm going to endure her again. Disappointment doesn't even begin to describe how I feel now as a result of this unexpected news. When I got home, I had my meal, which was, as usual, lifeless. Later, before retiring to my room, I decided to inform Granny of her visit.
"Granny, ask her to get ready by 6 p.m. tomorrow cause we need to be somewhere," I'm about to depart because my role is over when Grandma's words halt me.
"About whom you're asking Matteo, one who isn't in home for past week?" It's stuff I never considered before.
"What??" furriness and disdain engulfed me before I fired my next query.
"Gran, I don't know where she is or why she is there, but I want her back here by next morning," I grumbled, refusing to feel anything else.
"We don't know Matteo, you can ask her yourself," granny remarked before retiring to her chamber, as did everyone else.
Fuck. How am I meant to locate her, let alone call her? I don't even have her phone number, much less her address; how could she be such a pain? Can't she see her role as Mrs. Lorenzo, which she is ridiculously entitled to? I was forced to knock the door I never intended to open. Lucas attend the door after a few knocks, and when he saw me, he begun slamming it, which I blocked with my foot. He shot his scorching glare as if he wants me to burn into ashes. I dismissed it, gave him an impassive look, and entering the room before he could kick me out.
"Where is she?" I urged that the bushes not be beaten.
"Who?" he questioned; with the same look I didn't approve of.
"Drop your gaze, Lucas, I never tolerate such conduct from my family, let alone youngsters," I yelled, both enraged and mortified.
"Then who invited you to come here?" his cardiac counter stunned me.
"Look, Luc, I'm not here to hear your bluff, so answer my question," I said, ignoring the heat in his gaze.
"I'm serious bro, I don't know where she is and you better leave the place before I make you," his remarks infuriated me and pushed me into a spiral of bewilderment.
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