His Entertainer

chapter 38

         HERMANN RODRIGUEZ POV.

  Fuck...

Shit.
     I stormed out,
I have never felt like shit before, how can that girl make me feel whole and yet empty at the same time?
  "Did you see her"? Richard asked as I got in the car, "I did" i said quietly.
  "Where is she?" He asked looking around, "is she coming?".
  "No" i whispered "No she's not" I answered feeling my chest ripping open.
  "Hermann did you tell her that you have found her mother? Or that Wilmert isn't what she think he is?" Richard asked.
  "On her mind— Wilmert is exactly what she think he is" I said bitterly.
  "Are you just going to let her go?" Richard asked again, his words carries an extreme weight.
  "I'm not going to use her mother as an excuse to drag her to me" I spoke, "Because I did that once and I ended up hurting her" I said letting my head fall back on the car seat.
  "So what's next?" He asked.
  "Fuck" I cursed through my clenched teeth.

                   IVY SILVER POV.
 
  I got caught off my throughs and barely realized that we had reached at the house, I throw a glance at wilmert and he smiled back then took my hand with his, "I'm glad it's you" he spoke softly.
  "Me too" I murmured, he must have heard it, he leaned closer and pressed a kiss on my lips.
   For unknown reasons my heart ached.
  "I should rest" I said trying to hide my broken sound, he helped to throw the doors open and I got off the car. I barely said a word, as we got inside. The girls we're on the sofa watching a movie, they flicked as I closed the door behind me. I had left Wilmert outside, he picked up a conversation with one of the guards, it wasn't any of my concern, so I left.
  "You are back!" Sonia said excitedly as she jumped on me, and I laughed, "is that what I think it is?" Lucia's eyes seemed to have noticed the diamond ring I wore.
  "OMG Ivy!" Silvia with admiration in her voice as her eyes widen.
"yes it is" I assured.
   They jumped joyfully as they kept asking for the details continuously, "Alright let's give Ivy a break, shall we?" Lucia spoke as I frowned slightly.

  "What is it?" She asked in a voice that's almost a whisper after the girls left.
  "I don't know " I honestly spoke, the truth is, I really didn't know why is it like this, why him?, Why do I long for a man I'm deeply aware that his everything dangerous to me. I still haven't figured out why I can't seem to open myself for Wilmert like before.
  Lucia's arms reached out for my figure and wrapped themselves around me. I melted in her warm shield.

   I opened my eyes slowly, breathing softly— as I regained conscious i looked around to find myself in the bedroom.
  I noticed a tall figure standing by the window, it was Wilmert—he was still on his yesterday's clothes and when he stared at me, his eyes we're darker and his face pail.
  His hair was a messy and there was just this side of him—i guess I missed.
  "Are you okay?" I asked in a soft voice, trying to get to him.
  "I'm fine" he tried to wear that smile he always has but somehow it didn't fit, "take your time, repair yourself—my friends who missed the proposal party would like to see my bride to be" he spoke, his hands cupping my cheeks.
  "Wilmert —" I called him as he was about to walk out, "can we talk about this?" I asked.
  "About what my love?" He asked, turning back to me.
  "Wilmert—i— can't" I spoke with teary eyes, "you can't?—what do you mean Ivy?" He asked in a broken tone.
  I reached out for the ring and slide it off my finger slowly, "I'm sorry" I murmured.
  He laughed hollowly. "it's because of—him, isn't it" he asked his eyes darkened on mine.
  "What do you mean?" I asked but I knew, for the first time in my life I was terrified of—Wilmert.
  "Don't play with me Ivy!" He yelled, " I know he was with you yesterday— don't play dump with me" he roared.
  "Wil— I can explain" I tried to catch my breath between words.
  "Change of plans, I'm marrying you as soon as possible" he said, suddenly making my heart stop, "this— This isn't you" I said staring at him in my teary eyes, colours draining from my face.
  "Apparently, you know nothing about me sweetheart" he spoke in a cold voice before he walked out of the room without a backward glance, It was about few seconds before I heard he door lock and realized that he has just made me his prisoner.
  It's quite a diametric change from all Caring to— monstrous.
  I sat on the bed, tears escaped my eyes, my strength gone. I looked at the ring on my palms, "you don't know what I would do for you"
  His words echoing repeatedly to me. Perhaps I have hurt him beyond repair.
  "Apparently, you know nothing about me sweetheart"
 Never have I met that side of him, his voice so cold and broken, I could feel the fresh wound I have just caused in his heart, it's my fault.

    It was almost mid-day, I heard the unlocking of the door and turned, it was him making his way through the door with a tray, it was food I suppose.
He stared at me, his eyes warmer this time, "you must be hungry" when he spoke his voice was calmer.
  "Thank you" I said as he placed the tray on the bed, "I really don't want to hurt you Ivy" he said with sincerity in his voice.
  "Well don't" I said staring at him. He approached and sat on the bed slowly. "I'm trying not too" he said. I drew a breath, "I don't like to see you that way, that frown on your face stabs me" he spoke as his warm figures trace my face.
 
  "Wil—"

  "Shh" he interrupted me,
"I wanted to believe that if his in your head, then his only a nightmare" he intensively stared "or is he a Dream?"

"Wil i —"

"Shhh" he interrupted again.

"Sir." A man made his way through the door, "What" when he answered he sounded pissed.

Is this only about Hermann?
Because his scaring me.

"Miss Tyson is waiting in your office" he said. Wilmert turned to look at me, "Eat up, I'll be back soon" everything about him today seemed intense.
  I signed as he walked out, then again—he locked me inside. I rose then gazed out the large window, not seeing the afternoon sunlight. "A day dream I suppose" I whispered.

              WILMERT GRANTS POV.

  "Your here" I said as I made my way through my office door, " congratulations Mr. Grants" she said  smirking. 
  "Where is Morgan Silver?" I asked as I sat on my office chair, "relax, I'll get a hold of her soon enough" she said, "mean while, focus on marrying her" she said pouring herself a glass of wine.
  "Hermann dared to show up at the proposal party" I told unpleased, "some how she's changing her mind" i mentioned.
 
  She slammed her palm on my desk. "What the fuck". "don't let her change her mind" she insisted, "This could be the perfect moment to put the blame on Hermann" she said and I nodded.
  "Make sure there's no doubt in her, make sure she hates him" she said and I agreed, "it's a plan". Colliding our glasses together to our partnership.

                   CORA TYSON POV.

   I left afterwards, I walked to my car and made my way in, I tried to start up the car and finally managed to drive outside Roberto's residence.
My heart ached and my hands shaking as I tried to Gasp for air, I had to park for a while and opened the windows for fresh air.
  
    "Why—" I stumbled

    "Why her?" I asked as tears streamed down to my cheeks, "I'm always there—why can't you look at me?—why can't you see that I'm better for you" I cried, my voice breaking into pieces and my heart ached deeply.

  "You and the Italian Crown belongs to me, I'll make you see that—even if it's the last thing I do" I promised that to myself.

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  Stay tuned for the upcoming one, they are full of Spicy, violence, love and ofcourse Revenge if it's any difference 😉. 
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