Chapter 12
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Chapter 12
Ariana's car stopped in front of the company, she got down just in time to see her fiance's car pull over in the parking lot.
'Babe,' she yelled to grab his attention as she ran toward him.
Giovanni smiled, widening his arms to engulf her in a big hug.
'My love,' he cooed. 'How was your night?'
'It was boring,' Ariana pouted, looking up at him with doe eyes.
'You mean my mum is boring?'
‘Oh my God, Giovanni, I didn't mean that I only meant it was boring without you beside me.’
‘I know, I'm just pulling your leg,’ he intertwined their hands and pulled her into the company.
‘I can't wait to finally have you as mine forever, with no mum or mother to hold you with them,’ Giovanni pouted, and she hit his shoulder playfully.
‘I am already yours,' she told him, and he leaned down to claim her lip in a passionate kiss.
The sound of giggling pulled them apart and Ariana blushed so hard as she saw the number of people watching her make out with her husband-to-be in the lobby.
‘Do you still want to work in this company?’ Giovanni questioned with a scowl on his face.
Everyone turns away to go about their activities while Giovanni pulls Ariana toward their private elevator.
‘You don't have to be so rude to them,' she scolded him, a frown marring her forehead as she walked into the elevator with Giovanni stepping in with her.
‘I hate when I am being interrupted, especially when it has to do with you.’
‘They didn't even interrupt you, I was the one who pulled away from the kiss,’ Ariana protested.
‘If they didn't stand around and act like little children then you wouldn't need to pull away to look at them.’
‘I can't win an argument with you, can I?’ Ariana narrowed her eyes at him.
‘No, you can't,’ Gio smirked and walked out of the elevator before she could say a word.
Ariana sighed and followed him to his office.
‘I am glad I will have you all to myself today,' his grin was infectious.
Just as he presses down on the door handle… 'Ariana,' his mother's voice interrupted him and he groaned.
‘Not now Mom, can you at least let me have her today?'
‘Is today your wedding?’ Emilia asked.
‘No,’ he answered, wondering where this was going.
‘Is there something special happening today?' Emilia further asks.
‘No,’ Gio almost snapped but knowing his mother’s temper, he put himself in check.
‘Then you have to wait until after your wedding, but for now, she is mine,' Emilia said, raising her hand to stop him from protesting further before turning to Ariana.
‘I want you in my office in five minutes,' she ordered and shut her door behind her.
Ariana looked at Giovanni who looked like he was about to lose his composure. 'I am so sorry babe, I will find a way to make it up to you,' she placed a quick kiss on his lip before walking away.
Giovanni sighed, shoved his left hand into his pocket and walked into his office.
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‘Mother,’ Ariana greeted as she walked into Emilia's office.
Emilia looked up from the file she was going through, dropped it, and spread her arm. Ariana did the same and they both hugged each other as if it had been long since they'd seen eye to eyes.
‘How are your parents doing?’ Emilia questioned, still hugging Ariana like her baby girl.
‘They are doing well, in fact, Mom asked me to extend her greetings to you,’ Ariana cooed, snuggling into the older woman more.
‘Has it been that long since Audrey and I had dinner together? I must invite her over one of these days then.’
‘She would be thrilled to hear that,' Ariana stated, moving away from her embrace to drop her bag on the table. ‘What are you looking at when I came in?'
‘The private investigator I hired sent me the research he made concerning the girl he found for the task I have in mind,’ Emilia responded.
‘And how is it?’ Ariana enquired.
‘Here,’ Emilia handed her the file she was reading before moving to sit behind her desktop.
‘This is good,’ Ariana mumbled as she flips through the pages.
‘Here is her picture,' Emilia declared, prompting Ariana to drop the file and move to where her mother-in-law sat.
Emilia tilted the desktop toward her so she could see, and Ariana's jaw dropped open as she stared at the picture on the screen.
'Are you sure she is human?' Ariana breathed afraid that if she spoke too loud, then the image before her would vanish.
‘I thought the same when I saw her picture, she is more than perfect for my Salvatore,’ Emilia gushed.
‘She is,’ Ariana whispered yet again.
The sound of a knock at the door interrupts their moment.
‘Come in,’ Emilia beckoned and one of the staff walked in.
‘The candidates are here ma’am,’ she curtsied.
‘We will be there in a moment,’ Ariana dismissed her, picked up her questionnaire and led the way to the hall where everyone was gathered with Emilia behind her.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw Giovanni standing by the door to his office and winked at him. He responded with a smile and blew her kisses.
‘What is going on?' Giovanni turned around to find Salvatore staring at him.
‘I don't know, I will advise you to go ask Mom if you are so curious about it,’ he turned to return to his office just as Salvatore grabbed his arm.
‘I am not joking Gio,’ Salvatore frowned at him.
‘And do I look like I am joking to you?’ Giovanni snatched his hand away from his brother's and slammed the door behind him.
Grunting, Salvatore strolled back to his office but decided to drop by Isabella's office first.
He pushed the door open and peeked in. 'Do you know what my mom and Ariana are planning?'
Isabella looked up from her desk and put on her fake sad face before shaking her head positively.
‘Is there something wrong?’ Salvatore interrogated. ‘Why are you clearing your desk?’
Isabella continued to pack her stuff as she answered. 'I don't think I should be here wasting my time when your mother, sorry the chairperson is already interviewing new candidates to find someone who would replace me.'
She lifted her eyes to let him see the fake tears that had gathered in them, hoping he would be furious enough to trash his mother's plan, but Salvatore only shrugged and walked away from her office, shutting the door behind him.
Aggravated, Isabella pushed everything away from her desk, fuming as the sound of objects clatters around her. She fisted her hand and slammed it on the desk.
‘I see you also want to get rid of me, right? You can't wait for them to replace me so you can f**k her just as you did with me,' she yelled, her voice laced with so much venom.
‘If you all think you can replace me after using me this way, then you are mistaken,’ Isabella swore. You may have succeeded with those before me, but I am not as simple as you think.
‘I will not let you discard me like trash, nor will I let you walk all over me. Even if it takes everything I have, I will make sure you rue the day you decided to cross Isabella Hardison,' she vowed, her chest heaving with the force of her breathing.
‘Be ready for what's about to strike you.’
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