CHIARA
Now that things were a bit cleared out between me and Antonio, there was no need for me to be scared of contacting my people. The first ones to call were my Terra and Tela family. We had a serious meeting about the exhibition progress on their part, it was happening either way. I wasn't going to give up mine and my employee's hard work because of my misfortunes. For what's worth, I have had a tough security with me since the last incident.
Carmelo walked in with two cups of coffee. He bought me a new laptop and we were sharing his study together. I had my own desk too. He placed the cup, "Black coffee, low sugar, here you go Ma'am," he said. I winked at him, "Thank you," and lifted it to my lips, taking a sip while he sat and resumed his work as well.
"Um, Carmelo," I uttered after a while, raising my head from the laptop. "Just call me Melo already, or… you could practice 'my husband' if you want." He wobbled his eyebrows. "Since I'm not married yet, I'll go with Melo." I said flatly. "Fine by me. I'm all ears my love." He propped his chin on his hands. My love. No matter how many times he used endearment on me, my heart would never stop getting flattered.
"I'm going to spend your money," I said, "Okay, go ahead. That's it?" He nodded. "Like… a lot of money," I added. "Hmm," he rubbed his chin, killing me with anticipation. "Would you need another card? If so then I need to talk to my assistant right away," he said after a while. Holy fuck! "You're not gonna ask me what I'm using it for?"
He examined me and then blinked, "You're smart, so I'm sure it's something significant to you. Next time, you don't have to ask for my permission, tesoro." He shrugged and continued typing on his laptop, rendering me speechless.
I didn't know what to feel anymore. Should I have cried or laughed? Should I scream on top of my lungs because this man had blind trust for me and I was doing things behind his back?
I feel so miserable whenever I think about it nowadays. I felt even terrible when I had no choice but to hide my mess from him. I would never drag him into my dark world, ever. Like Storm said, he was a good man and he didn't deserve it. He deserved someone as true as himself, not someone like me. But why did even a thought of it cause so much pain in my heart? Would I ever be able to let him go after another woman after a month of pursuing me without failing or giving up?
"Let go of me!" The door was pushed open and a woman strutted in, "Ma'am, you can't be here." Then a guard came after her with a face full of panic. "Who are you to tell me that?" the woman shouted at him. "Melo, honey," she uttered. "Stacy? What are you doing here?" Carmelo shot up.
My fingers paused on the keyboard, I tilted my head, starting from the toe as I took the woman in. Short, that explains the thin high heels. A figure one would pay a doctor to earn, and her boobs and... God, this woman was totally compromised. Nothing looked natural on her. And she dared to call him, honey? This simply wasn't done. Wait. Why was I getting angry?
"I'm here to see you, honey. It's been a while and I missed you." She said, her voice almost made me retch my guts out. Yup, I saw what you did here God. But it's definitely not this one. I refuse. The answer is no. I would do it myself.
"I thought I made it clear to you that I needed nothing to do with you anymore. What is all this fuss about?" Carmelo walked up to her. She tried to reach out to him, and I narrowed my eyes with so much heat, but he took a step back before she could. I blew out a breath.
"Honey, I'm so sorry, but I can't live without you." She said. Go ahead and die then! I clenched my hands into fists. If she doesn't leave before a minute ticks, I couldn't tell what my hands would do to her. I cracked my fingers, my eyes trained on her. "You were living just fine." He refuted, crossing his hands over his chest.
"Please give me another cha—wait a minute, is she your new secretary? Baby, do you work from home now?" She uttered as though it's only now that she had seen me. "Secretary?" I said under my gritted teeth, glaring at Carmelo. It was settled. I would do it myself. I can't trust any of these bitches out there for him. I would be the one. I have to.
"No, she is not a secretary. She is mia vita. Now leave. There is nothing between us anymore, Stacy." He said, tipping off the guard to take her out. Mia Vita. I had to look down to hide my satisfied smile. "What? She is…she is…" I narrowed my eyes at her, daring her to say that she was better than me. "What does she have on me?" she blurted instead. Hah! "How about everything natural. Bitch, have you seen yourself?" This time around I couldn't stop my mouth. She huffed, "But we were perfect together." Carmelo nodded "Yup, perfect until you slept with my friend. Take her out." He ordered.
The guard dragged the woman out. "Melo, sweetie. I'm sorry. Please forgive me." she shouted and the door was shut.
I glared at him, "I can explain," he uttered. "I heard everything I needed to. I don't like her." I said in return. "Well, that makes the two of us." He said, heading back to his desk.
"I don't want to see her here." I added. He nodded, "She won't be coming here again. But tesoro, are you jealous?" he wiggled his eyebrows. "I'll kill her if she shows up here again," I uttered and resumed to my laptop. Wishing I could wipe the grin from his face. He made a call to Biggy and informed him not to let his ex in ever again.