~ Giovanni's P.O.V ~
I slowly get to my feet as I and Diego stare at a very pregnant Giselle. Was it mine? Or was this just a bad joke.
Diego's eyes travel to me then Giselle before saying, "I'll leave you two alone," he mummers before walking past Giselle who had said nothing.
The doors closes. "Hi," she says, quietly but I am too surprised to speak.
"What's all of this, Elle. Why are you pregnant?" I cautiously ask. "Could we sit first. My legs are aching," she tells.
I've known Giselle for years and I knew she was trying to prolong the inevitable. I play along and sit down.
"I came here to tell you that I'm calling off the wedding," she blurts.
At first I'm sure I didn't hear her, then I'm confused. Until I let her words sink in and relief washed over me.
"Why?" I quietly asked, trying to look hurt or at least moved by her amazing words.
"I couldn't keep on fighting for the love of a man who didn't want me to begin with. I'm tired of waiting for you," she says and I can see the tears in her eyes.
"I never asked for your love. Our marriage was based on an alliance. Not love," I tell her softly.
"Well I fell for you but I've moved on," she says and looks down at her belly.
"It isn't mine?" I ask and she shakes her head.
It meant she slept with someone before or during the trip. I don't blame or judge her because I'd never given her the attention she needed.
But what hurt me was that I would be losing a very good alliance from the Mexicans.
She reaches across the desk and takes my hands in hers.
"I hope you find happiness, Gio. Don't worry about your agreement with my father. We will back you up till the end," she assured me.
She let's my hand go and takes off her ring. She places it on the desk and with a final smile, she leaves the office.
I could finally be with Lyla without having to worry about Giselle's feelings or Lyla's.
That was problem ticked off my list. Nikolai was next.
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~ Lyla's P.O.V ~
I tiptoe into Giovanni's room, little giggles leaving my throat. I felt like a highschool girl sneaking off to her boyfriend's home.
Except I wasn't in highschool and my "boyfriend" was a Don.
I pout when I walk in and see he isn't in his room. I shut the door and lock it. Just a precaution.
I walk further to his bed and that's when I hear the faint sounds in the bathroom. I open the door and see him in his closet, reaching over for a white box with a platinum coloured ribbon around it.
My eyes travel to his half naked body and I couldn't help but bite my lips. His muscles stretched with every movements, his broad shoulders flexing as he bent down to place it next to his feet.
"Are you going to keep on staring at me?" he asks and I blush. I go further to him and look down at the box.
"What's that?" I ask, pointing at it.
He kisses me and when he pulls away, he's smiling. "Find out for yourself," he tells me.
My brows lift and as I bend to take it, he slaps me on the a**. I gasp in surprise but do nothing. I give him a playful glare.
We both walk out and I place the box on the bed. "Vai avanti. aprilo", he says, and taps the box.
[Translation; Go on. Open it]
My fingers pull on the ribbon. I open the top to see a white transparent gown. With it is a lingerie sort of thing that I'm supposed to wear underneath the dress.
"What's this for?" I ask, raising it in the air.
"It's a surprise. When is your day off?" he asked now toying with my hair.
I set it back in the box. "A day from now," I say closing the box.
"That's when it will happen then," he says and I look up at his eyes. "Can't I get a tiny hint as to where you're taking me?" I ask.
He shakes his head and all of a sudden flicks the box of the bed and down to the floor.
He pulls me to his body and I squeal in surprise. "You'll ruin the dress, Gio," I tell him.
He rolls his eyes. "I can always buy another one. I can buy you a thousand if you want. Right now, I want us to enjoy each other's company," he says, his voice deeper than normal and his accent stood out making me wet.
We fall back to the bed, my laughter filling the huge room.
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"I really don't think you should be doing this, cus'" Emma says as I powder my face lightly. I roll my eyes at her usual worried self.
"Calm down Ems. It's not like we are leaving the country. Giovanni makes me feel...." My words trail off in my sigh.
"Well do you know where he's taking you?" she asks and I glare at her from my mirror. I turn the pink stool to look at her, my mascara in my hand.
"Don't you have a date to get to? Stop worrying about me or else you'll end up ruining Jacob's big moment," I tell her.
She is quiet, probably thinking about my words before she nods in agreement.
"So have fun and forget about me," I say and walk over to the white box on my bed. She disappears into the shower.
I'm working the front zip of the white lingerie when she walks out in a white robe. Her eyes widen as she takes in my dress. I act like I don't see her and slip on the transparent dress.
"What in the hell are you wearing?" she asks in terror. I look at her.
"Giovanni gave it to me for our date,"
"And you're okay with it?" she asks in concern. I look down at the dress. It was gorgeous and sexy at the same time. Giovanni knew what he was doing and I trusted him.
I look up at Emma and smile. "Yes I am," I tell her. She calmed down at my reassurance.
She walks over and takes my hand in hers. "I'm really happy to see you this way cus'. So excited and ready to leave the house for once," she says and I laugh.
The silent environment is later filled with the honk of a car. I move over to the window, push the curtains aside and see a black limo waiting for me.
My cheeks stain red as I imagine how Gio would look in the car. When I look back, Emma is grinning.
"See you later," I say and hug her. She hugs me tighter. I pull away and after slipping on my gladiator sandals, I walk out the door, hoping for nothing but a happy ending tonight.
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The Don's Maid
Romance•¶• Giovanni Machiavelli is a man hell bent on revenge after the death of his mother. He is a monster and cares about no one. He believes his feelings died with his mother but that is about to change. •¶• Lyla Nestle is a woman who has lived in a sh...
