An Enemy Or Not?
1651 Words
Gabriella POV
Returning to my room while keeping a poker face was a very easy task. The guest I saw in the lobby was no longer there. Jamie, Karl's assistant stood there, diverting his gaze from my body. Is what I'm wearing really that bad?
I head up the stairs, yawning hard. I got into my room and slammed the door. Excitement washed through me. For some reason, I was happy I went downstairs. I saw a car parked outside the mansion and someone was getting off. The silhouette was so familiar, so I checked who it was.
The first thing I discovered was that, Mr Vaughan didn't kill me. It's all the boss's plan to eliminate me, but why? Also, he lied to Mr Vaughan about my death. Since Mr Vaughan wasn't responsible for my death, I guess he's no longer my enemy. Slowly, I placed my hand on my chest. A sense of relief was what I felt.
Since he has no hand in my death, I guess I can fulfill Gabriella's wish to make Mr Vaughan fall in love with me.
I sighed deeply and laid on the bed. Thoughts and ideas of how much I have to seduce Mr Vaughan began to flow into my head. He has no eyes for me, but Katelyn. But, it won't stop me from doing what I want to do.
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I dozed off and woke up early in the morning, thanks to Cheryl. I wore a comfortable dress and went out of the room. Unexpectedly, Mr Vaughan was on the dining table having his own breakfast. He saw me and diverted his gaze. I could have sworn I saw him flinch. The maids around started to speak bad about me again. That's what they've always been doing whenever the real Gabriella was around. How on earth did she put up with all of this?
I'm not the former Gabriella that would ignore their words. This time, as the mistress of the house, I just have to teach them proper lessons.
"Did you sleep well?" I flinched, hearing Mr Vaughan's voice. Why is he being nice? He's going to send another assassin to kill me soon.
"Yes, I did, Mr Vaughan" I replied as I sat opposite him. His eyes were still fixed on me.
"About the job you asked for... It's going to take some time since I'll have to fake an ID card for you and everything"
"Sure, take your time" I replied again, not giving him a glance. The maids were still speaking and he just let them talk. How mean of him.
The sound of a clanking sound echoed as I raised my head. He was done eating. He dropped his fork, still staring at me.
"Do me a favour and don't walk around half naked, Gabriella" he warned and walked out.
That's the first time he called my name for a good reason. Is this a good sign? Did what I did to him yesterday really worked? This is going to be easy.
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Well, that night, I expected him to return home but instead, I got a visitor that sneaked in through my window. Another assassin? Here I thought he would finally change and start to love me, I guess I was wrong. Since the mansion was filled with guards and other servants, he couldn't use a gun. He grabbed a dagger instead and was about to pierce my body
I rolled to the other side of the bed, dodging it and he pierced the bed instead.
"You're supposed to be asleep" he spoke through the mask on his face. Even if his whole face was covered, I could sense how surprised he was.
"Who sent you to kill me?" I asked, as if I didn't know who did.
"A dead person like you doesn't have to know". He climbed the bed with his dirty shoes and tried to attack me again, I grabbed the hand that was holding the dagger and twisted it to the back, snatched the dagger and brought it to his neck.
I should have slashed his throat but, right now, I'm Gabriella in the body of a weak woman. I grabbed the side of his head and threw him down. He hit his head at the corner of my desk and laid on the floor. He's properly dead because I heard a crack. I threw the dagger on his body and sighed.
Immediately I got to the other side of the bed and screamed loudly. Cheryl and the other maids rushed in.
"What's the matter?"
"Why did she scream like that?"
"Drama queen"
"Did you get hurt?" Cheryl was the only one who cared about me. I pointed to the other side of my bed and the maids walked closer to it. They also screamed, just like I did. This time, the guards rushed in to see the body. I faked my tears, sobbing loudly.
"He tried to attack me in my sleep"
"What's happening here?"
Karl strut into my room. I rushed to his arms and started crying. He frowned and was shocked again. He frowned because I got close to him and was shocked to see that I was still alive after the second attempt to take my life.
"He tried to kill me" I cried in his arms.
"Call the cop to investigate this" he ordered and turned around to leave my side.
I grabbed his shirt before he left.
"What do you want now?" He frowned. He really is very angry because I didn't end up dead again.
"Can I sleep in your...." Before I could complete my words, he pushed my hands away.
"No! You're not allowed into my room! That would only happen if I'm dead" He frowned and walked away. The maids started giggling as they left the room. The guards cleared the body, while Cheryl changed the bedsheets. The blood was hard to wash off in one night so, she left, hoping to continue in the morning. I was still in that one spot where Karl rejected me in front of everyone. I thought this was going to be easy, but it's harder than I thought. The feeling of being rejected, I was used to it, but as the new Gabriella, I'm not used to it. Pain twisted in my chest because of how he treated me.
I've never fallen in love before, so I don't know anything about it. I also never had a lover because of the nature of my job. However, Gabriella gave me a chance, so I can't miss it. I'm going to try again. If he rejects me, I guess I'll have to give up.
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The next morning came and the house was still bustling. No one gave a f**k about what happened to me last night. They just continued their daily life as if nothing serious happened. If I had died yesterday, they would have still continued living like that.
I walked towards the dinning room and opened the door. Karl wasn't alone. He was with someone else, Katelyn. They sat close together as she fed him. I forgot that Katelyn spends her Thursdays here in the mansion. Even after entering the dinning room and sitting in front of them, they didn't notice me. No, they did. But, they chose to pretend they didn't. Katelyn has eyes for Karl and they spend more time with each other than Karl ever did with me. They would be happily ever married if I was out of the picture. Should I just give up on pleasing Karl and find someone else?
Do I love him? Do I know what love is? I only admire him while watching him on TV because of the good deeds he has done. He was a perfect role model to youngsters, but he wouldn't be a perfect model if the public learned about his true behaviour. I don't love Mr Vaughan. I just want him to notice me and maybe... Make him fall in love with me till he becomes helpless. That's the goal, but if I can't meet the target, I just have to give up.
"Gabriella!" I heard my name and snapped back to reality. Katelyn was calling my name. "It's been a long time, sister. I'm glad you're finally healthy"
"Me too" I replied nonchalantly.
Katelyn was silent. She must be shocked at my new attitude. The former Gabriella wouldn't even step foot into the dining room after seeing them together, but I did and I'm eating my breakfast without giving a f**k about the both of them.
Karl is eating breakfast with another woman, other than me, his wife. The wife is supposed to be jealous, but she's not. Instead, she's calm.
I locked eyes with Karl and diverted my gaze from him. I wonder if he'll send another assassin to kill me. I can't even sleep fully nowadays because of the fear of getting killed by my own husband.
He didn't even feel sorry for what he did, yet, he's acting like he doesn't care.
"You're a little different, Gabriella. Did you get hurt?" Katelyn asked again, pretending to care about me.
"I'm fine" I dropped my fork and stood up. Once again, I locked eyes with him who didn't finish his breakfast. I turned around to leave them and I heard his voice.
"You'll start the job on Monday. I hope you're prepared"
That's all he has to say. I looked at him over my shoulder. His cold eyes that he used to glare at me had no single emotion in them, except hatred.
"I can't wait to start. I can finally have a reason to miss breakfast" I said and walked away. They both understand what I'm talking about. I won't have to see both their faces anymore, both at home and at the company.
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