What about this dress?”, she asked the shop attendant.
“That's a Gucci Original released at the Sclavania fashion house”
“Urgghh, please. I want something from Casa Grande's, the recent releases”
“Well, in that case, we have just the perfect one.”
The shop attendant took Elena across the room to their collection. The red dress immediately caught her eye. She whipped it off the open wardrobe, admiring the red, flamboyant dress with its studs and pearls.
“I want it. Pack it up for me”
“That would be $800,000”
She gave the shop attendant her card.
“Declined”
Elena gave the girl a very disgusted look. The girl tried twice but of course she couldn't gather the guts to tell Elena the same thing. The woman seemed to have some influence.
Her superior was informed to address the situation.
“Madam, I'm sorry but it seems that your account has been closed, more like blocked to go straight to the point”
Elena gave a mocking and belittling laugh.
“You guys had better get your machines working, ok? Because clearly you have no idea who you are talking to.”
“Madam, we've tried multiple times. And if there was an error, our systems would have highlighted us. We've also contacted your bank on the issue. Your card has clearly been blocked”
Elena looked at them, irritated. She knew they had to be right but her ever- growing ego never let her see reason. Who did these low-lifes think she was?
“Well clearly, you guys have no professionalism, this “supposed boutique is an obvious scrap of some old retail store with illegit papers. Count your days, cause a review is coming out of this”
She yanked her card out of the woman's hand and dropped the gown she took on the floor, cat walking out of the store on her Chivochi heels. She drove straight home trying to solve the idea that maybe somehow, Finn had been the one who blocked her card.
Fortunately, Finn's car was parked in the garage when she arrived.
“Babeee… I'm home”. Finn was at their mini bar.
“Hey babe, how was work?”, she said, hugging him from behind.
“Cool. How was your day?” He turned to face her and she placed her hands around his neck.
“You wouldn't believe those miserly shop attendants at the mall today. They declined my card!”
“Interesting…”
“Interesting? Aren't you going to say anything more? How could they decline the card saying insufficient funds? The account's got most of the company's money”
But Finn didn't say anything. Instead, he distracted himself with the glass on the bar top. And Elena got the message much too soon.
“Did you block the account?”
“What?”
She dropped her hands. “Did you block the card?”
“Look babe…”
“What the hell,Finn? What the freaking hell?”
“Calm down Elena”
“Do not tell me to calm down. Do you know how embarrassing today was? I already had that dress and some other items packaged. Do you know how discomfiting it was to walk out of the most respectable boutique with nothing in my hand like some window shopper? Do you know…”
“Stop whining Goddammit!!! Are you dumb? Can't you see the company is facing some crisis right now? If you and your family don't do something about this, everything will crumble to the ground and there'll be no money left for your extravagant spending!”
Elena started sobbing. She was completely taken aback by his yelling. He had never yelled at her before. Realising how frightened she was, he came close to her but she shifted back.
“Elena”
“Don't touch me”
She reached for her bag but he got it first and came close enough.
“Hey,hey, heyyy ”... Finn said, placing his hand on her shoulders. “I'm sorry but from now on we have to go low-key, for the safety of our marriage. I love you Elena. Mum and Dad are pressuring me to leave but I can't. I'm resisting all that pressure and you have to help me. Or don't you love me enough?”
“I do… it's just that my own …”
“Shh…”, he said, cutting her off with his hungry lips brushing against hers.
“I know you do. It's been an exhausting day at work babe. We should work this heat off.” Finn said, looking at her seductively and tracing her bosoms with his hand. Elena, being too tired to resist, took off her clothes rather hastingly. He did the same and they made love on the couch.
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Elena's mum arrived the next day looking completely distressed. Elena couldn't help the bad news.
“Mum, what's wrong?” Grace could barely breathe. She looked as though she'd been crying.
“Elena… your father's going to lose his company. You have to help him”
“But mum…”
“He just lost another major investor and one of his partners is threatening to press charges,Elena. He's threatening to throw him in prison!”, she said, breaking down immediately.
“Mum, please stop crying”. She hugged her mum, tears welling up in her own eyes too.
“You have to help your father unless we'll lose everything”, Grace said, dabbing her eyes with her handkerchief. After much comforting, Grace stood up to leave. Elena escorted her to the door.
“So when are we going to book the flight?”
“I haven't decided yet, mum. It's hard for me too”
“It's harder for your father!! Don't be ungrateful! He has always had your best interest at heart so you had better get your guts together. The plane leaves on Friday at noon time approx.” She walks down the stairs to her car where her chauffeur quickly gets the door. She puts her shades on and adds just before getting to the car.
“And… get some new clothes on. More appealing ones.”
Elena, having no choice, arrived in Italy two days after. Her father had already made reservations for her in a hotel. Not a very famous one but still a bit classy. She could manage their 3 star rating.
She freshened up and put on a handless red body- hugging dress. She had gone to the salon back in America to get extensions. She booked her ride and got to Vita Nova Corp. But the whole trip was just a big fat waste.
“I'm sorry, you can't see anyone here except if you have an appointment.”
“Do you have any idea who you are talking to?”
“No. Besides, you have to apply from our head branch in America. He is currently head of the branch”
Elena groaned inwardly.
“No problem”
She left and booked a flight back home the following day.
Now this was her third day at the company's headquarters in Washington.
“I'm sorry ma'am but your appointment was declined. His schedule can't accommodate you this week”
Who was this high and mighty guy anyway? She was really tired of hearing the same excuse from the receptionist every week. She sat down at the lobby as usual, as her mother advised that she did, perhaps maybe he'd pass by.
Elena went back the next week and the excuse, well, was slightly different.
“Please take a seat, he's currently unavailable to consider your appointment”
She faked her most charming smile. “Gladly”
After a little while, the receptionist walked into an inner room to receive a call. Elena was left alone in the lobby and attempted to seize the opportunity. But something else distracts. Someone else to be exact.
She couldn't believe her eyes and the expression was mutual. It was really Asher White walking into the reception.
“What the…” Elena is speechless.
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“What the hell are you doing here at…”“I should be asking you. I mean, you ought to be breathing your last in jail. Anyways, how'd you get here?”Asher shakes his head. She really was a devil and hadn't changed a bit.“Wait. Let me guess. Borrowed suit, borrowed perfume. Ahhh, job seeking. Umm … just so you know, your qualifications wouldn't even pass the door, So… I'd advise you to go back.”His assistant, who was standing there the whole time, was confused. This woman could clearly not be talking to Emilio Rodriguez like that.“Or should I remind you that you have no background?”, she laughs mockingly. “Nobody wants a broke ass pauper Asher, Nobody wants a jail break who still has no recorded job experience because of some stupid contract he signed years ago”Asher smiled, stroking his chin with his hand. Just then, the receptionist came out and rushed to greet him. She bowed and took the file he was holding. As he walked past her and through the open hall, the employees bowed t
Andrea paced around in his large living room, obviously disturbed. Tumbler in hand, he gulped down the remains of his vodka, trying to calm down but jealousy raged his body. How could that scoundrel overthrone him just like that?! He'd been there. He was always the heir and he'd ensure it stayed that way. But the reality of his father's decision infuriated him all over again. The tumbler went flying across the room.“Mio figlio (my son)”.His mother's voice came, stealthily but bold from behind. She walked up to him and caressed his bold jawline. “Mio figlio, vere erede” (my son, true heir).“You shouldn't waste your anger on that… good for nothing boy”.“That good for nothing boy dares to inherit the whole Rodriguez fortune. Now that father has made him head over our home company, who knows what next!? Heir and inheritor?...”“Shhh…son. Hush there now. I had plans for you even before your birth. I have set your path and it, my dear child,it must align”, she paused momentarily, grinni
“Asher! I'm in trouble! Some guys… they've been following me for a while and last night they almost tried to rape me! Now I'm in the café and they're here too. Come please! I need your help”.Elena sent a live location after the message and waited for it to indicate read. As upset as he was, she knew he wasn't heartless.“You can rot in hell for all I care”.“Please Asher, I'm begging you. They are armed and the café is rapidly emptying. I think they want to kidnap me. Please Asher. My dad's been in some bad debt lately”.The text messages came bugging Asher's phone. He didn't want to believe her but he knew in his heart that he'd eventually come for her, no matter how many times he tried to convince himself that this was one of her many tricks to get to him. Did she really think he'd ever forgive her?. That was a no! But she was definitely right about one thing! She'd made him emotionally unstable. And yes, he wasn't over her yet.Elena kept bugging him, pleading with him to come urg
“Sofia?”Sofia raised her head from her computer.“The boss wants to see you.”Sofia Brown, a straight blonde, hurriedly put on her pumps. “Mr. Emilio must want the files”She took them in hand, walking briskly to the office.Riccardo opened the door.“Oh, Signore (Mister) Riccardo. It's a delight to see you!”“Piacere mio, bella”(my pleasure,beautiful)Riccardo said, letting her in.Sofia blushed. “Grazie (thank you) Signore Riccardo”“And where did you learn to speak Italian, Sofia?”“Good morning sir”, Sofia said hastily bowing. She hadn't noticed when Asher had come from the adjacent office.“Ahh, Miss Brown speaks excellent Italian young master, her mother's a native of my place”.“Interesting… how come I missed out on this information?”.“You didn't… I didn't think it was a requirement sir.” Sofia tugged her hair shyly behind her ears.“That's no problem. Have your seat”. Sofia was sure she didn't hear right.“Ssss… sit? I have the files here.. sir. I sorted them out yesterday a
“Sasha…”.“Yes babe”.“You know that I'm the only heir right?”.“Of course. I mean, Emilio can be head of a thousand companies, you still remain the heir”“Of course. But my patience is growing thin. Emilio's presence is making time go by so sluggishly. He’s intruding”.Sasha was a bit frightened. “So what do you plan on doing?”.“Put him on leave for a little while."“You don't plan on killing him do you?” Sasha who was lying down in his things now sat up to face him.“Tell me, what are his … allergies?”Sasha stared pale into Andrea's eyes. A dark smile creeped over him. He bent his head to kiss her neck, proceeding to her shoulders. “You are going to help me Sasha, aren't you. Remember, I'm the heir. I must take my place and with you by my side to become one of the world's richest females.”The thought of becoming influential excited her. She giggled as he moved his hands through the thin lace of her nightie.“Allergies… allergies…”, Sasha tried to think. “Well, I noticed he doesn'
“Mariaaa!. Mariaaa!”, Vincenzo called out as soon as he got home.Maria came out in her long silver dress adorned in pearls. Her silver earrings with diamond studs dangled as she walked towards Vincenzo.He enveloped her in a big hug.“La mia adorabile moglie(My lovely wife), how was your day?” Maria patted her hair. She had just returned from the salon not too long ago.“Well, I stepped out to the salon today. Had some of that french parfait”“Ahh me too!” He said, walking her to the couch.“And where have you been?”“At the Salvatores' . We had a little umm … business meeting”Maria rolled her eyes. Mr Salvatore's wife disgusted her.“How's business?”“Splendid! I wonder how Emilio does it. He runs the company here so well. We had sealed three contracts just last week alone! The boy knows everything about business..”, Vincenzo chatted away excitedly but all Maria was filled with was more hate and resentment for him.“It’s simply incredibile, don't you think so, Maria?”, Vincenzo sa
Thud!This was the third time she was escaping since the previous week. Fortunately, the stakes today weren't as high as last time. Her father was out of the country for a business trip and she already had dinner.In less than thirty minutes, she was at The Garden. Marco, who was examining the dim light in the garden, didn't notice her. She wrapped her hands around him from behind.“Heyy”, he said, unwrapping her hands to face her. He placed his hands on her waist. “It's been a while”.“I've missed you”. She placed her hands around his neck and leaned for a kiss. But when Marco started going in for more, Luna withdrew.“Marco…”.He rolled his eyes.“Luna. Why do you keep doing this?” He placed his hands in his pocket, immediately upset.“It's not like that Marco. Look, we've talked about this”.“You are too…”.“What? I'm not loose enough for you? I'm too much of a princess?”, Luna shook her head. “ I totally risked…”“Hey, hey.'' He caressed her shoulders. “Let's not… waste our time
Sofia sat in the waiting room, waiting for the nurse to signal her when she could go in. She was overly anxious, her hands fidgeted and her feet tapped the floor uncontrollably. She'd been denied for two days now, the doctors saying that she wasn't strong enough for visitors. Dr. Grayford had taken time to explain her mother's state and the image kept reappearing in her head. There was no way she was going to be stable after this and work had made her far behind her therapy sessions.“Oh Sofie!” Varietta rushed to her cousin to give her a hug.“Varietta. What are you…?!”.“ I had to come as soon as I heard Zia (aunty) was sick. How is she?”.“You didn't have to fly all the way from… Texas?”“Brazil, darling", her cousin said, beaming with pride."Brazil? You guys have moved again"."Well, it's only been a few months".Sofia scratched the rash near the end of her upper arm."Well, I had no idea those few months!" Sofia hit her cousin playfully. Varietta laughed."Well, you are always b