Filthy Rich

Chapter One

Heaven Amelie's POV

I woke up with a severe headache. I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them. I saw nothing but darkness. I rubbed my eyes again.

Still, I see nothing. Everything is Pitch Black.

What happened?

Did I get blind?

My head hurts like hell. I tried to massage it using my hand, but when I touched my forehead, I felt a gauze bandage rolled around my head. Then I remember the flying vase. I got hit by it. I slowly got up and sat down on the bed. I felt a little dizzy at first but it subsided after some minutes.

Is it night already? I asked myself.

I walked in the darkness to find the switch for the lights when suddenly my knees hit something hard, making me drop on the ground holding my knees while groaning in pain.

What was that? I didn't remember putting a table or something in the middle of my room.

My Room?

Am I even inside my own room?

Wait, before I passed out, I was with the Cavellis and that’s all I remember. Now, where am I then?

I started to panic.

"Mr. And Mrs. Cavelli" I started calling them in the dark.

"Mr. and Mrs. Cavelli, are you there?" I called them with a louder voice this time. I decided not to move, preventing myself from hitting and breaking anything.

Why is it so dark?

My eyes have already adjusted to it but I still can't barely recognize anything.

"Donny?? Nayana??" I persisted on calling their names. I tried to find my phone in my pocket but it seemed like my clothes were changed into pajamas.

"Is anybody here?" I waited for a response but I got none. I think of something stupid. If this room belongs to the Cavelli, then maybe it is equipped with up-to-the-minute technology. They are filthy rich after all.

I clapped my hands making an attempt to open the lights but I still, saw no ray of light.

"Open Sesame" I say the magical phrase with feelings but still no luck.

I still have this one technique left. I saw this way of turning on the lights on some YouTubers and I think I might give it a try.

"Alexa, turn on the lights"

And finally, some of the LED lights opened.

Woo-hoo, I did it.

Now, where's the door?

I need to go home now and review for my last exam tomorrow. I walked slowly, trying to be aware of my surroundings with a lot of caution, because now that I don't have a job, I can't afford to break anything here. A single thing might cost me my whole unfortunate fortune.

I roamed my eyes to the entirety of the room. It was four times the size of my whole one-bedroom apartment. The room radiates an authoritative and powerful atmosphere similar to the office that we went to yesterday because of its dark interior. It is cornered with black patterned walls. A long black drape hangs all the way up the ceiling line and falls an inch above the floor. It expands all the way across the window walls, which explains why the room is pitch dark when the lights are off. There’s a big black upholstered bed with its gold cushioned headboard in the middle of the room. The black sheets are a little messy, maybe because of me sleeping in there.

There's also a cozy lounge area with a black and white contemporary tufted seat sectional sofa with a glass-top coffee table on the right side of the room. A minibar set full of liquors and wines is present near the door, to which I believe is the bathroom. Whoever the owner of this room is, it's not that obvious that he loves black.

After admiring everything, I take a look at myself. Oh, I am also wearing a big black silk pajama.

I tried to look for my clothes and bag. I saw it on the countertop of the minibar. I hurriedly checked my things, entered the bathroom and changed my clothes. The bathroom was also luxurious.

It is so big. It looks like the bathroom I've been dreaming about. The bathtub was standing on a floor full of pebbles. There's a very beautiful twin vanity countertop with decorative vases and an elegant finishing touch. A wide shower enclosure and the bathroom is cozy with a bathroom firewall on the left side and a modern chandelier in the central spot. Wow. I can't help but admire everything. I look at myself in the big mirror. The gauze bandage on my head caught my attention. How am I going to attend school with this? Everyone will surely talk and ask about it. I don't even know how big my wound is. Does it have stitches? I combed and fixed my hair using my fingers. After trying to make myself look presentable, I fished out my phone from my work uniform's pocket and checked the time.

My eyes widened. I can't believe it, it's already 7 am. Two freaking hours before my examination.

How long did I sleep?

Oh my gosh, I need to review. I need to ace the exam or else I'm going to lose something big again today.

My scholarship.

While neatly folding the pajama's that I wore last night, I heard a loud knock on the bedroom door. I quickly hung one strap of my bag to my left shoulder, took myself a final look and got out of the bathroom. Someone is hitting the door continuously. I placed the pajamas on the end of the bed, arranged the crumpled sheets and headed to the big doors.

My hand was already on the door knob when I started thinking twice about whether I should open the door or not. The person behind the doors is hitting the door like a madman now and so I was left with no choice but to open up, thinking it might be the owner or the Cavellis.

A woman with heavy make-up and a slutty outfit was revealed by the door. She looked enraged. I was so shocked when she suddenly attacked me. She strongly pulled my hair, tugging me inside the bedroom.

"You don't deserve him, b***h" she shouted at me while I was struggling to free my hair from her grasp. My head hurts like hell and I was so worried about my wound.

"Please let me go" I begged, but she pulled my hair more, dragging me onto the bedroom floor. She then hovers over on top of me and started slapping me. I tried to kick her and cover my face but it was futile. I have still been weak since yesterday and here I am struggling to escape.

"I'm better than you. Ugly Flirt." she was so mad at me when I didn't even know her.

"f**k you b***h!! You're such a flirt!! Leave him Alone!" she was yelling and cursing while I was alone, using both of my hands as a shield. I tried to push her out of me again but she didn't even budge. She's so strong or I am just so weak because I haven't eaten anything since last night.

I'm hopeless.

I felt a sharp quick pain in my face when she scratched it using her long finger nails.

"Ugly w***e. f**k You for stealing him from me". She again slapped me with a lot of intensity and anger.

I started to feel lightheadedness and it seemed like my world was spinning. She continued hitting me till I felt a hot fluid oozing out from my forehead. I also felt some coming from my nose. I feel so exhausted and beaten up.

The furious woman finally stopped battering me when she noticed something on my face. She had a shocked and guilty expression on her face.

"Oh my gosh, you're bleeding." She worriedly looks at her hands stained with some of my blood. I also got anxious when I saw my own blood.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH HER?" Someone shouted and finally I started to hear a lot of footsteps going in our direction. The woman fearfully stands up, letting me go.

"Ellie" A gentle hand helped me get up. I felt so dizzy that I didn't even recognize that it was Mr. Cavelli.

"Bullshit, woman!! What did you do to her?" He intensely looks at the woman. It's the first time I heard him shout at someone this loud and full of anger.

"She started the fight. I was just protecting myself." The woman reasoned out and started crying. I was surprised by her sudden act. She's playing the victim card. What the best actress we have here.

Mr. Cavelli carried me and lay me on the bed. I closed my eyes because I suddenly felt sleepy and tired.

I can still hear Mr. Cavelli confronts the woman, not letting her go.

"You can't fool me, Georgina. I saw you tormenting her. She didn't even retaliate to your attacks. You lying whore." He sounded so mad. I sense that someone is sitting beside me. I opened my eyes and saw Mrs. Cavelli. She wiped the tears that are unconsciously falling from my eyes. I didn't even know I was crying.

"My poor sweetie, are you okay?" she was on the verge of crying, looking so problematic. She’s looking at me with panicky eyes. She wants to do something but she’s too nervous to even think

I curled up, hugged myself and cried even more.

What did I do to deserve this?

I don't even know now what being okay feels like.

"Honey, let's take her to the hospital. She's hurt", the concerned and calm Mrs. Cavelli is now shouting at her husband.

"Hold that w***e and don't let her go." Mr. Cavelli ordered the men in suits to take hold of Georgina and I heard her shriek. He then came to my side and tried to stop me from crying.

"Hush now sweetie, she's going to regret this. I promise." he gave me an apologetic and comforting smile as he patted my head.

"And where the hell is Deus? I can't believe he left you here alone" his voice was little more than a murmur this time. It seemed like he didn't want me to hear it, but I did.

"She's bleeding, Donny. What we need right now is a doctor, not our care of a son. Call a freaking ambulance" Mrs. Cavelli is now losing her cool.

"Our family doctor is on her way. Can you calm down?" Donny looks stressed

"What's going on here?" I heard an unfamiliar modulated voice. I wiped my tears as I looked up to a good-looking, tall, sharp-featured and well-built man. It looked like he was out for a run or maybe basketball because he was wearing a basketball tank, running shorts and a pair of cool basketball shoes. He was holding his water bottle on his left and his phone on the right and a towel was hanging on his neck. I can't stop myself from checking him out.

Upon seeing the beautiful man, Georgina wiggled to free herself from the strong hold of the security. When she succeeded in letting herself free, she ran and threw herself at the man.

"Baby, she attacked me. She slapped me and pulled my hair so hard that I needed to fight back and protect myself." she said, sobbing, while pointing her index finger in my direction.

Baby? So, she is his girlfriend? Oh, that explains why she sounded so possessive. She thinks I'm having an affair with her boyfriend?

Not even in my wildest dream.

I saw Georgina clinging to the man like a koala.

"Let go of me." I got confused when the man started shouting at Georgina.

How can he treat his girlfriend like that?

He's so rude.

Boyfriends are supposed to be sweet and caring, right? I read it in my novels. I don't have any idea about how boyfriends should be in real life, because I have never had one. I belong to the No Boyfriend Since Birth squad.

Georgina didn't let go of him and I was taken aback when he pushed her hard. No one is trying to stop him, not even Mr. and Mrs. Cavelli. They remained silent on both sides.

"I'm not an i***t b***h," he said with gritted teeth.

"Believe me, Deus, I'm not lying," Georgina pleaded. Deus didn't say anything. He stood up and walked facing my direction. He is eyeing me like prey. I'm so terrified by the way he's looking at me. I hid in Mr. Cavelli's back.

Is he also going to throw me like a bag of trash on the floor?

I tightly gripped the hem of Donny's shirt like my whole future depends on it.

"Donny, help me." I whispered. I'm catching my breath. My hands are shaking, no MY WHOLE BODY IS. I feel the bed dipped, indicating that someone is sitting in the bed beside me. I tried to move away, still not looking at him nor letting go of Donny's shirt.

"Show me your face." he said with a monotonous tone. My heartbeats are in a race now. My heart is pounding so hard that I think I will faint any moment from now. I keep on tugging Mr. Cavelli's shirt asking for help.

"Don't scare her" Donny finally spoke.

"Tsk" a hand suddenly grabbed my chin, making me face him. I closed my eyes, not ready to face his anger. Surprisingly, he's holding my chin with gentleness. Maybe he's not planning to inflict me any harm. I hope so.

"Look at me", he ordered me. I slowly opened my eyes and met his. He got amazing emerald eyes like Nayana. They are so beautiful. I can stare at them all day. He's looking at me with a soft expression on his face and a worried look in his eyes. He wandered his eyes to see my entire face. Then, suddenly, his eyes turned dark and evil when he saw my bruises.

"s**t! f*****g s**t!!" his shout echoed in the bedroom. He gently let go of my chin and returned to where Georgina was.

"I will kill you." I heard Deus threatening her. Georgina made a high-pitched piercing sound of terror. I suddenly felt a pang of pain in my stomach. It hurt so bad that I didn't help myself from weeping.

"Donny, let's take her to the hospital. She's squirming in pain now." Nayana is now crying. Donny was about to carry me when I held his shoulder, stopping him from doing so.

"Help Georgina not to be killed" I said, pertaining to the furious woman who attacked me.

I saw Deus looking at me a few steps away and after a while he came and lifted me up bridal style. I didn't say anything and just let him.

I'm tired. I rest my head on his chest when everything starts spinning.

"I think I find myself a perfect wife". Those are the last words I heard before doozing off to sleep.