Torn Love

Chapter Two-Marquez

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~The world is cruel to those who can't scream even when bitten~

Marquez Fernandéz pov

I stood near my office glass window watching Patricia carefully, she came out of her car and walked straight into the entrance of my company. I was able to see the busy street and the small building across my own twenty story office building.

Patricia will be here in between two to three minutes, should I just leave before then or stay hearing her rants again? I turned on my lighter, turned it off and did it again- the sound of it somehow ease my mind and redirect my thoughts.

I heard my secretary's voice at the door, "Miss Smith is here to see you Mr Fernandéz".

The door jerked open loudly ruining my peace and quietness. I so much hate noise.

"I don't need any introduction from you, this is my fiancé's company I can come here anytime I want!". Patricia snapped at Martha.

"I'm simply just doing my job Miss Patricia".

She close the door on her and finally faced me with a huge smile on her face.

"Marquez.....", She hugged me tightly, placing her head on my chest. "I missed you so much".

I gently pulled her away from my body and went to my desk making sure to create some distance and space between us.

Her black maxi gown looked so fitted on her body revealing her curves, her blond hair was to her shoulders and her blue eyes reveals excitement to see me. Anytime I see her, all I could picture was a barbie doll- a very beautiful one cause Patricia is undeniably a very beautiful woman with an irritable attitude.

"Did you miss me? of course you do! we didn't see each other for two weeks......it was torture on my part". She groaned.

She was away?

I focused on some paperwork that needed my signature. She was gazing at me admiringly like she was proud I'm her fiancé.

"You've always been so quiet-even with me, I wonder why".

"Urghh again with the no reply, anyways do you know my fashion show is in a month? and my promo video is so crap!". She shook her head with irritation.

"It's so crappy I'm sure people are gonna skip on it, Hector Rodriquez's agency is so known and has so many good reviews but that bitch Aline-",

I looked up, "Aline? Your best friend?".

"Oh my God! So you've been listening to me all these while? Yes that bitch Aline is working on my project but she's not my best friend anymore! Please don't say that".

"I've moved on from having her in my life, it's been years plus she and her mother aren't good people". She ranted as always.

I said not looking up at her anymore, "Seeing that you still rant about her, she must mean so much to you".

"Please don't insult me Marquez, Aline is dead to me and a nobody".

She stood up from the chair and walked to my desk, she bent down a bit showcasing her clear skin and her upper boobs. She suddenly sat on my lap and kissed me.

"It's always your work, you never have time for me". She wrapped her hands around me with a small smile,

"Why do you work so much Marquez? you're already a billionaire".

"It's my only escape, it saves me the horrible thought of getting married to you".

My words shut her up. She was hurt like she wasn't expecting that. I'll never fail to keep reminding her that this marriage thing can't be filled with love and attention the way she wants it. Hell love is just a passing moment, that shit ain't even real.

"You might think what you say to me doesn't cut me deep but it actually does", she sniff dramatically, "But I forgive you, I find myself always forgiving you anyway".

She smiled. I observed her. Patricia might be a spoilt, bratty loud girl, always used to getting whatever the hell she wants but one thing about her is her sincerity. She barely fakes her feelings towards anyone whether it be love or hate. It's always real with reasons.

"Oh Marquez will you be attending the opening of the museum plaza in Petropolis? it's tomorrow evening".

She loves events and high parties, to her it's an opportunity to show herself off after all she's the sole heiress of her Dad's Eugene Smith wealth.

I gave no reply.

"We've to go together as a couple,are your brothers also attending?".

"Feel free to ask them".

She snorts, "Your brothers doesn't like me that much, only Pedro respects me".

"I see".

She stood up from my lap, I felt at ease with that. Her eyes went to the small gift box beside my files and she quickly grabbed it and opened it without permission.

She gasps, "Oh wow this is so pretty!".

It's a beautiful diamond necklace filled with natural gems that makes it look more classy.

She directed her attention on me, "It's mine isn't it?what I'm I saying? Of course it's mine! You bought this for me?".

I nod curtly. I just need her to leave so I can have my space back.

Her cheeks reddened. "Marquez you're such a man of few words! You never would've gave it to me if I hadn't seen this right? It's so pretty, wait till mummy and daddy hears this!".

"Oh I need to show Sophie too". She giggled happily.

"Why?".

"Why not? This is your first time gifting me and plus Sophie always implies you don't like me".

"She isn't wrong".

She stared at me surprisingly and then quickly grabbed her purse, "I should leave now".

"You should".

She touched my face gently, "I love you Marquez and I'm so happy that we're going to get married, you're mine".

"Close the door on your way out".

She snorts and walk to the door, "Cold hearted nigga". She muttered and left.

I sigh. Finally some inner peace. It won't last since I'll be seeing her again tomorrow evening, I would chose not to attend but I was specially invited by the owner.

I felt a sharp pain in my head as always, I ignored it and turned on my lighter. To think I'm in an arranged engagement to Patricia due to my father's promise to Eugene. They were very close mutual friends who had this stupid idea of joining the two families together by marriage! How foolish of my father!

He was a crazy man! It was his last wish for me and despite my hatred for the old man he was still my father, I needed to fulfill his wish and put the Fernandéz name on high pedestal.

Due to that, I'm stuck with a spoilt girl who barely thinks for herself and says the stupidest things.

God's children really gets on my nerves.

Is Patricia my karma?

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