If Love Was Forced

Chapter 11: Jealousy...?

"What took you so long?"

He asked as I crashed on his chest, I gasped and inhaled his fragrance.

"Why do you care?" I whisper in annoyance and he pulled out and I sighed. I looked at him and he raised an eyebrow.

"What did you just say?" He asked as I felt his rage rising.

"Like you care?..." I said and walked past him and opened the car door. suddenly he snatched my wrist and pulled me back to him.

"Let me go, Alejandro," I asserted and he slightly took the hair that covered my face and placed it behind my ear, I felt his minty cold breath on my neck, I felt shivers down my spine.

"Answer my question then, what took you so long?" He said and I sighed and turned around.

So you want me to tell you that I bumped into a good-looking guy who looked like you but he was quite older and had hazel eyes. A was much nicer than you, Yeah, I don't think so, Mr. Huxley.

I thought to myself and look into his eyes. "They took long making my coffee." I fabricated and he sighed.

"It was much easier if you answered me directly. You wasted my time Camila, your lucky I canceled my meeting just to take stupid pictures with you for our honeymoon." Yeah, of course, I'm so foolish to think someone like you want to spend time with me.

like your time is gold. I thought to myself.

"Let's go." He announced to Dante that was beside him, I have to say Alejandro looked desirable sporting a white T-shirt with a jacket and sunglasses. Wait did I just say that?!

I sat inside the car and he sat beside me, again on his phone, as usual, Mr. Huxley. I took out a book from my bag and began to read, I hate quiet car drives, it makes me feel so apprehensive.

"Sir we're here," Dante announced and I placed my book back in my bag, as Antonio opened the door for me, I strode out of the car and waited for Alejandro, today was a nice day, the sun is shining while people walked around Italy with smiles plastered around their faces, with their lover, friend, family, sister and, best friend.

I and Alejandro strolled in front of the Colosseum, and he handed Antonio his phone

He placed his hand on my waist and I placed my hand on his chest and we both looked at the camera and smiled.

1... 2... 3...

Shoot!!!

Antonio handed Alejandro his phone back and Alejandro looked at the pictures, "Sembrate Entrambi Una Coppia Di Innamorati, Signore." Antonio said and i and I glimmered.

(Translation: You both look like a loving couple, sir.)

"Grazie, Antonio." I thanked him for the acknowledgment slyly.

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"Bye Gretchen,"

I said and hung up my phone, I was in the living room in my pajamas right now, just video calling Gretchen, "Well, now I'm alone." I murmured to myself with a sigh.

I took my laptop with me and stood up and walked towards the stairs but suddenly I heard kissing noises, from the rooms in the hall or so I thought.

I quickly looked behind me and heard heels clinking, getting closer and closer, I walked towards the noise and it was sounding from the front door.

As the sound grew louder I felt my anxiety rising quickly. Suddenly when I was at the entrance I felt my heart stop it was Alejandro and another girl kissing, Alejandro looked like a mess, he looked like he was drunk.

I covered my mouth and gasped and I turned quickly ran upstairs, I hope they didn't see me.

I was so stunned, tears unexpectedly welled in my eyes, I felt like my heart is devastated.

Why am I crying? He doesn't love me, and I don't love him, right? you are so foolish Camila, of course, he has been cheating on you the whole time, he's Alejandro Huxley, the wealthiest and one most handsome man in the country.

I shouldn't have expected things to go the I way I expected them to cause from the start we were just two people who were forced to marry each other.

I sighed and wiped my tears away, I can't do this anymore.

I gazed at the mirror and saw myself, standing there with sniveling eyes, I've transformed I wasn't the old optimistic girl...

Am I jealous to see Alejandro kissing another girl?

Yes.

Do I love him?

I do.

But I know he doesn't love me back...

I threw myself to my bed and closed my eyes, begging the lord that this was just a nightmare, A nightmare that will perish if I open my eyes tomorrow.