SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 42

“Woman, my time is precious; and I don’t want to waste it. If you are unwilling, it’s better that you leave. I don’t like to bed an unwilling woman. There won’t be any trouble with mutual consent. For me, I hate trouble.”

Viktor stood up straight and looked at Julianna’s hand which was on the buttons of her clothes. If this continued, would it be done in an hour?

Julianna’s eyelashes quivered. The movement from her eyes brought on tears.

The expression on her face was one of unspeakable despair. Her fingers trembled as she reached out to her collar and began to undo the buttons one at a time. At the last button, she clutched at the front of her clothes abruptly.

Viktor could tell from the frequent shaking of her shoulders that she had started crying. Her cries were silent. She was obviously unwilling to do it. Why was she forcing herself?

Viktor walked closer and put his hand on her shoulder. He could easily feel her sudden shudder. Then he removed his hand, pointed at her shoulder with his finger, and pushed gently. Julianna was pushed onto the huge bed by him. Just like that.

What could happen between a man and a woman? It was naturally common knowledge that everyone knew.

Julianna was still clutching the front of her clothes. She cowered in bitterness as she felt the other side of the bed sink. Her eyes were closed, but they had been overcome by despair.

The breath of an unfamiliar man grew closer. She turned her face away, and the motion caused the crystal-like tears to fall on her hair.

Viktor smiled as he looked down at the woman, who acted as if she had received the death sentence to go to war. Was it that bad to be intimate with him?

He touched her face with his fingers. However, Julianna turned her head away, avoiding his fingers. She could not accept another man, besides Diego . It would make her feel disgusted and painful.

However, she had no choice. It must be done.

Unexpectedly, Viktor turned his body and leaned right next to her. He played with her like he would a cat. As though he was admiring her anxiety, the silent protest, and her silent despair.

Julianna clutched at the front of her clothes again. She felt the unfamiliar scent of the man, and then she was pinned down on the bed. Her eyebrows were so tightly knitted together there was no way they could have gotten any tighter.

She opened her eyes slowly; her eyelashes soaked with tears. As she stared unintentionally at the white ceiling, she noticed the beauty in the lighting.

Suddenly, she stopped struggling. Like a doll that had lost its soul, her blank eyes remained open as her mouth curled into a bitter smile. She thought of it as if she was being eaten like a pig.

Viktor sat up abruptly, reached out, and rested his hand on his forehead. The initial calmness settled in his blue eyes.

He lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him who appeared to be dead. He could not help but laugh out loud. Then, his fingers moved to her chest and began to button the buttons one by one.

Julianna turned her pale face around. The tears had dried, but it left visible stains on her face.

“Don’t worry. I won’t touch you. I told you. This needs mutual consent; otherwise, it won’t be fun. Besides, I have no lack of women. There is no need to force.”

Julianna sat up and shook her head.

“It’s not that I’m unwilling. I’m just nervous.” As soon as he said he would let her go, she began to relax. However, relief was soon replaced by an unspeakable fear and terror.

“Don’t worry. I will give Diego the contract.” He could tell at one glance what she was worried about. Viktor comforted her out of goodwill. As expected, she was like that woman.

“You will?” Julianna released her grip and stared at him, puzzled.

Why did he...?

Viktor stood up, walked to the bar counter at the side, and casually poured himself a glass of wine. A 1982 Lafite. It was the good stuff.

“Do you know? You resemble her. You really do. Even your expression.” His voice was faint as it brought back memories and bitterness.

Her? Julianna hugged her legs tight. She was not used to the company of an unfamiliar man. Just that, there was a sudden sadness oozing from this man right now.

Julianna thought for a while, and then she asked, “Was she the one you loved?”

“Yes.” Viktor swirled the wine glass in his hand. The wine had stimulated his nerves and made him recall the past clearly in his mind. He nodded his head lightly. “Like you, she was also a foolish woman.”

He did not turn around. He only continued to drink glass after glass.

Julianna was silent. She was foolish. Really foolish. Even when he had treated her like this, she was still trying to find him an excuse.

“Diego will regret his decision.” The man downed the rest of his wine as the words blurted out suddenly.

Julianna was so deep in her thoughts that she might have missed it.

Viktor put the wine glass down and walked towards the balcony. It was breezy outside, and the wind frequently blow at his wet hair, drying it in the process. It brought a sullen feel.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

“Hello?” A deep voice sounded from the other end. His lips curled.

“Won’t you regret this? Diego, do you really hate her that much? That you have to ruin her using this method?”

“What do you think?” The man’s cold voice answered after a long while. It created a feeling of cold-blooded heartlessness.

“You might regret it, Diego .” Viktor spoke louder as his lips parted more. “You may not find another woman who loved you like she does.”

Silence came from the other end.

Viktor leaned his back against the slightly cold balcony. “Only a foolish woman like her would still attempt to find an excuse at this moment. Did she not know you? Or was your acting too convincing?”

If Diego was a man who could be easily beaten like this—or if he needed to sacrifice his wife in exchange for a contract, then this was not Diego . He could get out of the business world.

“Thank you for the reminder. Do not forget what you promised me.” The man spat out these words callously after a very long pause.

Viktor ’s blue eyes deepened. “It that’s what you want. Of course, I understand. You don’t have to thank me. On the contrary, I should thank you for bringing me such a gift. I am very satisfied. Naturally, you can rest assured that I will take good care of her. I will also be sending you that contract...”

The line was cut off with a ‘too-too’ sound before he was done talking.

“Ha-ha... upset? Or did you try to mask your embarrassment with anger?” Viktor turned his phone on his palm before putting it back into his pocket. The cool night breeze blew at him. He felt cooling internally and externally.

When he returned to the room, Julianna was half-sprawled on that bed. He was not sure whether she was tired, but on her long and curled eyelashes, there were constant flashes of misty light.