Chapter Six

EVELEEN'S POV

     This was an old but beautiful traditional house. It was filled with antiques. Thomas pulled a chair for Mini. It reminded me of Duante. I was feeling a change in him. Seeing them, It was like I was feeling the perfection of them as a couple. Thomas and Mini have a perfect love life. I don't think he trusts me. He was out for three days, I don't know where he was. He didn't speak a word to me. He does not share his secrets with me. I didn't come to know about this plan from him. I should know it from him. Shouldn't I? My friend Mini was also part of this plan. It was like I wasn't part of this family. They don't want me to be. Perhaps, this is the difference between love marriage and the marriage I have. My throat choked with tears. I picked the glass of water and downed it to stop my tears. My tears were insisted on to show itself. 

      " Excuse me. " I said and walked in my room. Assassin followed me. I held my hand to stop him. He didn't come after me. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I was feeling alone. I was missing mom. She was the only person who could understand me. She has the solution to every problem of mine. I looked for my phone. But there was no phone in this entire house because of security reasons. I was coveting to talk to mom. Perhaps, Assassin could help me. I got the door. He was standing out of the door. 

     " Um I need your help. " I said to him. 

     " Anything, ma'am. " He bowed his head. 

     " I wanna go out for a walk. Don't disturb Thomas and Mini. " I said. 

     " I'll tell his man. He will tell him after brunch. " He said. 

    " Great idea. I wanna go to the market. " I said. 

     I clenched my purse in my hand and put on the sandals. I wasn't planning on running away. I wanted to talk to my mother. I stepped out of the threshold. I walked on the grass ground some steps ahead and looked behind. It was a beautiful two storeys house. It was painted in white and sky blue. I spun and began my pace. 

    I was walking on the pavement. people were doing their jobs. Most of the road was empty. I was running my gaze to find a phone booth. Everyone was carrying a phone in their hand. It seemed impossible to find any phone booths. I glanced at assasin," I wanna talk to my mom. Can you please arrange a phone for me? " I almost requested him. 

     He put his hand in his pocket and brought it out with a phone. He gave it to me. I was smiling with tears in my eyes. I sat on a bench. I took it from him, " Thank you. " I smiled. 

     I dialed mom's number. She picked it up on the second ring. I didn't give her time to say hello to me. 

     " Hello, mumma. It's me, Eveleen. " I said, tears fell down my cheeks. 

     I didn't get any reply. It was silent. But I could hear breathing sounds. Is there any signal problem? I glance at the screen and put it back on my ear, " Hey mom, are you getting me? " I asked. 

      " Hello doll. " I heard a heavy voice. 

      " Dad! " My voice was shaking. I was crying my eyes out after hearing him for such a long time. My bottom lip was trembling. I covered my mouth, so he couldn't hear my sobs. I was waiting for him to talk to me. He ended the call. I didn't dare to dial the number again. After staring at it, I gave him back his phone. Tears were shedding unstoppable. He offered me some tissues and a water bottle. I took it from him. I couldn't give a voice to him. 

     " Ma'am, Your mother. " He said. 

      It was ringing in his hand. I took it from him. I waited to hear him. 

     " Hey! Doll. How are you? Your dad picked the phone. I was in the washroom." Mumma said. 

     " I.. I'll talk to you um later mom. " I said. 

     " Are you crying? " She asked. I felt her being tense. 

     " No, um I call you later. " I said and gave him back his phone. 

      It has increased my pain. I heard my dad after a long time. He did not talk except sharing a few words. I did not move from the bench. I was sitting lost. I was watching people going, and walking in the front restaurant..   

       " You should eat it, ma'am." He said, giving me a food bag. 

      I took it from his hand, " We should go back. " I said and stood up. 

      He nodded his head and started to travel back on foot. I could behold around people coming out of their house. 

      " Where are we? It's an adorable place. " I asked him. I didn't know, he was allowed to answer my question. Duante is possessive. He doesn't like when I talk to anyone. 

      " It's Florence, Italy. " He replied. 

      " Aw, thanks. " I said. I was trying to forget the pain. I wanted dad to talk to me. I didn't force him. Time will solve everything. I remembered, mumma used to say it to me. 

     I was surrounded by beautiful buildings, restaurants and shops. There was artwork on it. Which was making it more attractive, " I wanna travel to this place," I told him. 

    " As you like, ma'am. I'll make the arrangement tomorrow, " He replied. 

    " That'd be great. " I said, in fact I actually smiled. This was a beautiful place. 

      I came back home. I wanted to sit on the bench. My body was feeling drained. My gaze fell on the couch. Thomas and Mini were holding hands with each other and beating about the bush. 

     " Where did you go? " Mini asked, turning to me. . 

     " For a walk? " I replied. 

     She got back to her feet and walked at me, " Did you cry? " She asked, caressing my cheek. 

     " I'm fine, thanks. You shouldn't be worried about me. " I snapped. 

    " What's wrong? Did you fight over something? When did you get the opportunity to do it? " Thomas said. 

    Meantime, Footsteps were making a loud sound, they were approaching us. I turned my eyes on the door. It creaked open, showing bodyguards in black suits. They stood in a queue. Then he came, making my breaths stop. 

    " Duante!!!! " I exclaimed in joy. I ran at him to embrace him. But I stopped myself. I was staring at him. He was gazing at me. Thomas came from behind and hugged his brother and then Mini. He was staring at me with suspicious eyes. I avoided his gaze. I sauntered toward my room. We had the whole week. He didn't think to tell me once about this plan. 

    " Get in the car. " I heard him ordering everyone. I stopped near the room and spun. 

    I followed back Mini. I lifted my foot to get in their car. But he halted me, holding me by my arm. He tugged me toward his car. I didn't argue over it with him. He was looking pissed. I don't know what kind of car it was. He pressed a button. I couldn't see the front part of it. A wall was between us, dividing it in two parts. We couldn't see the driver. He couldn't see us. 

      " I shouldn't leave like this. It was urgent, My u........." He said, I cut him off.

     " I want divorce." I snapped. I didn't wanna know the reason. I didn't wanna know why he didn't tell me about the plan. I'm not feeling like a family member here. 

   " What did you say? " He asked. He hands fisted. He unfurled it instantly. I saw him under my lashes. 

   " Divorce, I want divorce." I said, glaring in his amber eyes. 

     His hands clenched in fist. I got the glimpse of heartbreak in his eyes. He covered it quickly. My heart broke in a hundred pieces. I swore, I didn't wanna do this to him.

    But I really don't know, what should I do? 

     ' He doesn't trust me. I don't think it's wise to continue with such a relationship, there's no trust and no love. ' 

  I was waiting for his wrath and acrimony.

      He didn't say a word. We drove for five minutes. 

      He opened the door for me and held his hand for me. He was behaving normally. It was astounding and killed me at the same time. His gaze was intense. He didn't budge his hand until I took it. 

      We paced in together. It was a massive, alluring mansion. He was holding my hand and didn't let it go under his tight grip. He punched the password and the door swung open. It was beautiful like his other mansion. He tugged me toward the regal stairs of wooden and red carpet on it. There was a beautiful chandelier welcoming us. He took me to a massive room. He turned the knob of the door. He pulled me with him in the room. and locked it. 

      He turned to see me. He removed his coat and threw it on the king size bed. There was everything of my choice in the room. On the left wall, there was the same Painting, reminding me of my childhood memory. He paced toward me. He roamed his hand on my arm and ended up holding my wrist softly. He placed his second hand on my under chin. He pulled it up. He stared into my eyes and smiled. What was wrong with him? He kissed me on my chin. My stomach lurched. 

      " I don't wanna do this. I want divorce. " I said again. 

    This was the time when I saw him aggravated and I regretted it. Horror crawled down my spine. 

    He killed the distance. I moved back. He twisted my wrist behind my back and held my neck in his second hand. I was almost locked in his touch. 

      " Yeah sure Eve!!!!! First I'll shoot every single person in your family. Then I'll sign the fuc*** Divorce papers. " He rampaged.

     I sucked in my breath. My eyes widened in terror. I felt my body quaking. 

     He took one step ahead, " Do you want me to sign the papers. " He asked. His glare was scary with rage. I swallowed the lump in my throat and whispered no to him. He removed his hand from my neck. 

      " Why the fu** you wanted to part from me. " He yelled. 

     " You don't trust me. " I snapped. 

     " Who told you this sh**" He snapped back. 

     " I wasn't part of your plan. " I politely said. 

     " I did this for a reason. I want you to enjoy your life. " He whispered. 

    " I don't know. " I said in frustration. 

     He placed his hand on my cheek, " Do you trust me? " He asked, slowly and politely. 

    I nodded, staring in his eyes. 

      He left my wrist and pulled me closer to him, shifting his hand on my back. He lifted me up. He rested his head in the pit of my neck. I couldn't stop myself from wrapping my arms around him. 

      " I hate you. But I love you more than me. " I told him. There were tears rolling down on his shirt. I felt his soft kiss on my shoulder. 

      " I love you. " he whispered, nudging his nose on my neck.