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THE CEO AND HIS LITTLE ANGEL

THE CEO AND HIS LITTLE ANGEL

zigginah | Contemporary Romance

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VINCENZO'S POV. The knock on my door brings me back from my thoughts and I wonder who it is. "Come on in ", I say and the door opens revealing my father. Of all the people that I wanted to see he was not one of them. He was just here to make my day worse than it already was. "Why don't you look happy to see me?", he asks as he sits down and looks around the office. "Am not having the best days so sorry if you didn't brighten my day", I say smiling at him. "Is there a lady down there tell her she can leave", he says chuckling. "There is no one under here, what is it you never come around here anymore?", I ask him. "Well it's not like you are handling business well because if you did then I would be at home watching some stupid show with your mother but here I am", he says as he looks at me keenly. I had heard every bad thing that he always thought if I and I knew today was not going to be any different. "I", I start talking and he cuts me off. "I didn't tell you that you can talk to me. Why did I even tho k you were going to be a good idea? You know when your mother suggested we adopt I didn't like the idea.", he says chuckling. "Then the adoption was the only thing she could talk about so I thought maybe if we went ahead with it then she would just shut up and she did. But then you know you weren't the first kid that we wanted right?", he asks me and I just keep quiet as I look at him waiting for him to finish the story I had heard a thousand times. "She loved that girl because she said she was going to get company but I didn't want a girl. I wanted a boy who would inherit my fortune and I took you instead. Which was a mistake if you look at the thing that you do. I should have left you at that orphanage where I found you instead of bringing you home", he says as he stands up. I had never heard this part of the story what girl was he talking about? "What girl are you talking about?", I ask out loud. "Your wife", he says as he turns around and leaves me confused.

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Chapter 1: HE'S BACK

ANA'S POV

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.

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