WHITNEY

You are mine," he said, crossing tenderly his arm through my body. I was speechless, I tried to feign he had no power over me but my body betrayed me.

My body was claiming him as he wrapped his muscled arm around my waist.

"Surrender about this mask you are wearing, give up on this burden you carry alone," he said kissing me on my lips.

I couldn't make any reply as his lips were harmonizing with mine, then I just kiss him back, willing this moment should never end.

Tighten on his chest, I felt relieved, and appeased, I just wanted to rest and never get out of the room.

"Whitney" a voice coming from nowhere was calling me, my heart started pounding harshly inside my chest, and a thought passed over my mind that maybe it could be Mrs. Lucas.

What should she think of me? she did too much for this avenge. How can I deceive her like that?

"Whitney" the voice toned more roughly, I didn't know how to behave, as I open my mouth to respond, my eyes systematically widened open, and I realized it was just a dream.

I was glad to know I didn't make the mistake to betray mom's faith.

however, I didn't understand why mom was crying out my name so early in the morning.

"y.. yes mum" I stuttered

"Open the door, please," she asked, after a minute of waiting she was inside the room glancing at me.

"What are you doing asleep at this hour of the day?"

I lift my eyes to read the hour on the watch placed in the hall and it was already 9 am.

Without leaving me the space to answer she added. "Be ready I am waiting for you for the breakfast".

After those words, she left the room and closed the door behind her. I sat on my bed supporting my head with my hands.

'How can I dream of this asshole?' I asked angrily to myself.

'There is no place for such a feeling, they all have to pay, and he will pay even for his father's sins' i stood up confident and went to take my bath.

After some minutes, I was ready, I wanted to feel relaxed thus I wore something easy, I put on small shorts with an oversize shirt and I went downstairs.

We sat at the table and ate without any words escaping the mouth of none of us.

The meal was perfect, some pancakes with honey and some fruit juice. All of this was prepared by Jelena, a true chef.

After eating silently, mom looked up at me, fixing my gaze, she asked

"What do you think about yesterday's meeting?"

"The only satisfaction I can gratify myself with is that now we will be closer to them." I retorted trying to avoid the subject of Addams.

"Them?" looking at me suspiciously

"I mean with Armand and everything he can have which can help us to make him sink. Stop looking at me like that" I exclaimed.

"I hope this young man won't drive you out of your purpose"

"What are you going to fancy about mom? never trust my anger" I defended myself.

"Alright if you affirm it. I believe in you" She stated.

"However this wasn't why I woke you up today"

"I suppose you haven't yet read the New York time"

"Not yet, what happened?"

"I will let you discover on your own," she said pushing the journal to me.

As I took it my eyes widened open at the first glance "What the hell is that?" I cried out with confusion.

"Continue reading" It was the only thing she found to say.

I hadn't expected to find myself on the cover of the NEW YORK Times, beyond every expectation, wrapped into Addams' arms. The picture was taken while we were dancing.

'BUSINESS OR LOVE, ONLY TIME WILL ANSWER US' the entitlement was like a dagger in my heart.

'I hate the Showbizz' I soughed.

"Mom I told you, I didn't want to be the head of this business," I said putting the journal aside.

"you should, it is your avenge, not mine"

"You should make it by yourself, I am just here to support you" she explained.

"Stay focused"

"you don't need to tell me that twice mom" I replied

She left the room and went to her apart, sitting on the sofa I took my phone and entered my Instagram and the news was everywhere.

My number of followers had instantly doubled.

I was overrun by a lot of messages, and a lot of speculations were on the net.

"Why are you not following each other?"

"Don't believe him, he is a womanizer, he just wants to fuck you"

"You are meant to be together, the two of us are breathtaking"

Those were some messages my inbox was filled with.

I didn't make a reply to all those messages.

I closed my Instagram, and google a place where I could make sport around, a good place with high-standing coaching.

I found a place not far from the home. It seemed attractive with very sophisticated machines.

Working out to build a fairy body was one of my hobbies.

Before going out I went to tell mom where I was going, she was always reading, and just with a wave of the hand, she made a goodbye she didn't want to be disturbed.

I went outside, entered my Ferrari, and drove out of the mansion. The gym was at less than 30 minutes drive from the home.

I attained the gym, it was a huge and beautiful hall full of both men and women each of them concentrating on their exercises.

I made my way to the registrar to subscribe to their programs.

"Do you want a personal coach or you will train with the masses?" the registrar's voice asked

"I think a personal coach will be adequate" I responded.

"You make the right choice madam, you can begin he will be present in a quart of an hour"

"Ok" I moved to my side doing some stretching.

While doing some squats, a muscled hand wrapped my waist and tighten me to a perfect torso.

"Now I will be your coach, I hope you will be obedient my Luna" Addams voice sent a shiver over my body.

My heart was pounding hard, I couldn't believe I would have to face Addams here, it seemed as if I couldn't get away from him.