Anastasia Morello had turned out to be a completely different person she couldn't even recognize herself anymore. She had built an empire. She had taken advantage of every opportunity that had come her way and giving her last name it helped her a lot. She was no longer the weak insecure woman she was when she met Vincenzo. She looked at him and wondered what he was thinking of at the moment. He considered her a rival and that was how she wanted it to be. She had tried to be his pay er but all he ever did was make her look like a fool. He had stomped on her and showed her the worst of disrespect and she was supposed to stay with him? She heard the elevator ding and knew that her lawyer had arrived. She wanted to finish this business once and for all. "Are you sure this is what you want ?", Vincenzo asked her. He was sure that was what she wanted him just hoping that he was wrong. He still wanted her. He couldn't believe how much of a fool he was. "The door to her office opened and she was a bit disappointed to see it can't be her lawyer. It was Dylan Harrington instead. "Hello ", he said as he went to where she was seated and kissed her on the cheek. "Hello ", she said as he sat down next to Vincenzo. "Isn't the lawyer still here?", Dylan asked her. "Not yet ", Anna said and immediately there was a knock on the door. "Come on in ", she said. The door opened and her lawyer came in. He smiled and chuckled once he saw the two men in the office. "I didn't know both your husbands were gonna be here ", he said chuckling. "I wanted to finalize both divorces on the same day being a busy woman ", Anna said as she sat upright. "Okay then let's get to it ", the lawyer said as he took a seat.
This was not how I had imagined my life to turn out. I had thought that I would be having fun when I was twenty not stuck in a loveless marriage.
People always said that one had multiple choices but it ain't seem so to me because life kept making me wonder why I was even alive in the first place.
I was living every girl's dream but it seemed like torture. Every girl wanted to be married to a rich guy who gave them everything they wanted and I had all that but I still wasn't happy.
Maybe money wasn't always the solution to happiness. You could not use it to buy affection for the guy that you wanted.
Every day was the same it was like I was living the same day over and over again. Wake up take a shower get ready, take breakfast and do whatever I pleased to do for the rest of the day.
I had not seen Vincenzo for over two weeks and we had barely talked either I know what it sounds like, that am a bad wife but I wasn't really.
That was what he wanted and I gave him that. He would be stuck on trips for weeks and not even say a word to me.
Sometimes I wondered what I was to him. Maybe I was just a decoration that he had. He would get to tell people "oh I have a wife".
I did not want to be a wife let alone a girlfriend but desperate times call for desperate measures.
I got off the bed and went by the window to pull the drapes. I tried tugging on them but they couldn't budge as I sighed in frustration.
I had been on edge lately I couldn't point out what the problem was and it was not my monthly lady issues.
On top of being stuck in a marriage where I wasn't living, I had not had sex in forever. Maybe it wasn't such a big deal but it was the reason I was so frustrated all the time.
Someone knocked on my door and I wondered who it was.
"Come on in ", I said as I sat on my bed.
"Good morning ma'am", said Aliya as she bowed down.
"Good morning and please don't call me ma'am it makes me feel old ", I said chuckling.
"What can I do for you this morning?", I asked her.
"Mr. Vincenzo is requesting your presence for breakfast ", she said smiling.
"What, then did he come back ?", I asked her.
"Last night ma'am ", she said and I was too infuriated to even yell him to stop calling me ma'am.
"Tell him ill be there once I'm done doing something in here ", I said as she bowed and left.
Why did I even put myself in a situation like this? The first time in my life that I ever had the freedom of my own and I just threw it away to be with a guy like him?
He could not even come to my room to tell me that he was back and in case you haven't guessed we slept in different rooms.
I was hurt, to say the least, but I knew how he would react when I told him. He would assume it like everything else I had said for the last couple of months.
To him, I was supposed to be content with everything that he gave me which in this case was money. There was nothing else that he could offer me.
I had seen girls leave his room over and over again but I wasn't meant to complain. I chose this life for myself and I knew what was in store for me.
It was just another day that was ruined by my husband Mr. Vincenzo Morello.
After taking a shower and dressing up I left the room and made my way downstairs to the dining area where he was seated.
A feat was prepared in front of him and he smiled when he saw me.
"Good morning darling you took your time I see ", he said.
"There wasn't anything I was rushing to see ", I said as I sat down.
"Well I thought you of all people would be happy to see am back ", he said.
"You mean I was supposed to be happy to k ow that you are back through a maid ?", I ask him.
"Well isn't it still the same thing ?", he asked me.
"I didn't know you forgot the way to my room", I said as one of the maids served me breakfast.
"Am sorry I was tired when I came in I just thought I would see you in the morning instead ", he said.
I sometimes wondered why I had accepted to marry him. Maybe it was for his looks and money. But being the most wanted bachelor came with its price.
I was stupid to think that he would change for me. That he would realize how good I was and want to mend his ways but nothing as that existed.
I had yet sucked myself into something that I did not know how to get myself out of.
"You look so far away what are you thinking of?", he asked me.
"Ways of killing you ", I said.
"Wow you getting crafty I see ", he said laughing it off.
I wasn't lying. If it were possible to kill someone and not get jailed for it then maybe I would have already done it. Death was the only way out of this marriage.
"Do you want to get rid of me that quickly ?", he asked me with a serious look on his face.
"You have no idea ", I said.
"Well love what can I say you are stuck with me for life how about you start enjoying this because it's the only thing you've got ", he said as he stood up to leave.
"And I forgot to tell you we have a ball to attend so I already sent a dress for you it will be here in like one hour, get ready and I don't want you to embarrass me so be on your best behavior", he said as he left.