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REBECCA'S POV
Three hours.
It's been three good hours since I moved into the penthouse. I still hadn't gotten the strength or will power to go out of my room. I was still busy pacing around like a mad woman, thinking of ways to approach a very angry Emeliano.
ButI've done this before, I've gained his trust before. This shouldn't be hard, it wasn't hard the last time.
Yeah, maybe that was because I wasn't the one who caused the first betrayal.
How the hell was I supposed to solve a situation that I single handedly caused.
Just do what you always do Rebecca... Annoy, charm, and stick to the plan. Hmm, that rhymed.
Taking in deep breaths, I walked out of my room, Coming face to face with a door just like mine.
I locked my door gently, tiptoeing to the other side.
Placing both of my hands on his door, I leaned in to hear any kind of movement from behind the door.
Furrowing my brows, I leaned closer to listen to any slight movementSuddenly, the door swung open, causing me to fall forward, colliding with what felt like somebody's chest. I looked up immediately, catching the eye of a very confused looking Emeliano.
Quickly, I pulled back, straighting my dress as he continued to watch me with all things called shock written on his face.
"What were you doing?" He asked. His phone was on his right hand. He actually looked diff erent, his hair looked wet and all over the place, he had
changed into normal sweats and T-shirt. In all, he looked really casual, sweet and as always, drop dead hot.
"What were I- um what was I doing? Um... I was uh- um, you know what people do. I was uh- um." I struggled for a smooth excuse but nothing was coming up. My words were actually betraying me... Like for real.
He shift ed from one foot to another, tilting his neck as he continued to study me. "You were?" He pressed on.
"I was looking for, a- you know... Cat?"
His brows furrowed in confusion. "Cat?" He asked.
"Yeah, my cat... Iris, she uh- is missing, so I was trying to find her, I thought that you might- that she might be in there with you."
He just gave me a look that screamed 'Why are you even trying to lie?' "Since when did you have a cat?" He asked.
"Since forever, I had someone bring her down to Orlando." I said, nodding my head like I just scored a really good goal.
"But I didn't see you with a cat when you came in."
"She was still in the cab I took."
"There was no other cab outside apart from my car when I came in."
"Oh... Um..." I cleared my throat trying to regain my confidence. "Why do I have to answer to you? What did you think I was doing? Trying to spy on you or something?"
He rolled his eyes and walked out of his room, shut the door and turned to face me with a look of indiff erence. "listen Miss Lewis, if we're going to be staying together, there has to be ground rules."
"Rules? Yeah... Sure." I fought out, trying my best to keep up a straight face.
With one last unsure look, Emeliano left my presence walking down the hallway to- I guess the sitting room. Okay, I might have exaggerated a bit. This is going to be harder than I thought.
But hey! It's not time to give up yet.
Annoy, charm and stick to the plan.
I went through the same path he went through and as I suspected, he was in a small bar stand in the sitting room, drinking wine and focusing on his phone.
What the hell is on that phone anyway? He's always texting, who is he texting? Jane?
Oh my lord, it could be Jane.
But why would he be texting her? Even though it wasn't Jane, who could he possibly be texting?
Only one way to find out.
I went further to his direction, picked a stool chair and sat beside him. He didn't even turn to acknowledge my presence.
"So, about the rules-"
"I'm busy." He said, still typing away on his phone.
"You look like you're texting someone. How does that make you busy?" I asked.
"I'm texting a person who is actually more important than you are, or ever was- so... I'm busy."
BIG STING.
"Jane? Your supposed wife to be?" I asked.
He turned to face me with a hard look. "Yes. So?"
I looked away, trying to hide the obvious hurt in my eyes. Why would he be talking to her? I thought Piper said she was married to someone else? Why would she still be in contact with Emeliano? Why is he still talking to her? Why does this seem like a mistake, if I had told him about the plan, he wouldn't hate me so much, he would have understood.. would he?
"Nothing, it's not like I care anyway." I muttered, grabbed his wine and drank it all in one gulp.
Emeliano's eyes widened.
"There's over forty percent of alcohol in that." He yelled, grabbing the glass from my grip. "Are you crazy? You're pregnant. before you act, think of the baby." He yelled on.
Something inside me warmed up, maybe it was the baby curling up at her father's overly protective behavior. It was almost as if he knew the baby was his. Did Piper tell him? She wouldn't... Would she? a10 God! So many questions without answers.
"What?" Emeliano snapped, bringing me out of my daze. Swallowing, I turned from him, grabbing the bottle of wine quickly, chugging as much wine as I can before Emeliano grabbed the bottle from
my grip. "Have you finally gone mad?"
"I've always been like this." I said.
"You don't take alcohol." He stated.
I turned to face him, dead set on the eye. "You don't know me."
He went quiet, eyes still on mine. "I do know you." He said. "You're a shitty mother! A shitty mother who doesn't give two fucks about the other life growing inside of her."
"What do you care?" I yelled a little. "It's not like the child is yours."
"It doesn't have to be mine before I show concern, it's not a play toy Rebecca... It's a child, a human being just like you. If you're careless about everything, don't be careless about this one good thing." He argued. a17
Pulling the bottle off the table and getting up.
I watched him walk away from me.
Annoy. Check.
Back to first names. Check.
Am I hurt? Double check.
Damn, this is actually going to be harder than I thought.
Really hard.
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