AZHIELLE
VELIOMOURE and I are walking, we went to a shop earlier. That is clearly a shop for rich people only. But hey, we don't get to judge other people's social status. They are living their own lives too to survive this kind of society.
Which makes it difficult for them since they are treated poorly by the others, but nonetheless they are trying their best to fit in too. They worked themselves to death just to get to where they are now, but they never poisoned themselves with fame and money like the other people's I know. They always looked to where they came from and helped other people who are struggling too, just like them before they could even grasped billions of money on their hands.
Speaking of money, I would really appreciate him to give me a work to do, so that I can earn my own money.
I've been on his house for weeks now too. Doing nothing but lay on the bed all day when he goes off to work.
I do chores too since I don't want to be a living princess. I just lay on bed when I'm done or tired.
But the question is, would he let me work at his company? I mean, any position can do as long as the co-workers are nice to me. I can also share ideas and knowledge about running a company or businesses. I ‘am pretty good at that.
Designing a house is also my forte. It may be a modern design house or an old vintage house like from the nineteen twenty's.
Just then I was about to think of a solution to make him agree with me working on his company, when the said man suddenly cut me off guard at his sudden action. His arms wrapped around my waist securely, like there's a danger coming towards us.
“Fancy seeing you here, Mr. Velancio!” a voice of a man said, so I glance wherever this voice was coming from. And my head went to look at our left side, there it was, the man was walking towards us. So, when this man beside me stopped, I did too. The man was tall but Veliomoure is more taller than him.
I don't want to judge someone's intention by their faces but, this man that was approaching us screamed danger. He looks suspicious in a way. And the way I saw Veliomoure's eyes, it was a look of distaste.
The said man stopped a few meters away from us and his eyes drifted to mine. He cocked a brows at me before smiling evilly.
What the fuck was that?
I suddenly feel uncomfortable when that man did that. A tugged bit of nervousness building up on my throat.
“I believe we've never meet before, one of Veliomoure's fling I supposed?” he laughed a bit, before shaking his head.
Fling?
Veliomoure had a numerous fling? I didn't know that. And even if I knew about it, I would just ignore it like it's nothing serious at all.
“Cut the crap, Roger.” he coldly said. Clenching his jaw.
I can sense the intense atmosphere between them. His hatred towards this man in front of us was absolutely visible. And if his death glare can kill, this man would've died already.
“Why? Is she a new one?” he mockingly said to Veliomoure.
The nervousness that I felt was replaced by an irritated feeling towards this man. Is he really fucking referring me to a fling? Catcalling doesn't irritate me since I'm used to it, but being called as fling was off the limits. Plus, I don't even know this man and he doesn't know me either at all. So why keep insulting me when we haven't even meet before?
Veliomoure was about to approach the man, but I stopped him by gripping my hands on his arms. He look down at me and his brows furrowed, I simply shook my head. So that he can't continue what he's about to do with this man. It will only just cause a scandal since we're here outside of a public mall.
He reluctantly nodded, looking at the man's way again before he scoffed.
“You‘re lucky that my woman is here, if not, I would've tear you into pieces by now.” he threatened him, his hand on my waist gently squeezing me, making a heat crawl up onto my face.
This bastard!
The said man was a bit frightened because of what he said.
Well, if you messed up with a Velancio you should at least know what you're doing. Because you're dealing with the devil.
What a confident person he is to disturb us, insulting me, and calling me a fling? Is he not been entertained by his fling so he called me a one of them? Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous.
“Your woman?” he scoffed this time.
“That‘s hilarious, so you're telling me that she's the daughter of your parent's business partner? The family of gold digger?” he insulted me with his words again. And this time, I was the one who confronted him.
I pulled my hands away from Veliomoure's arms and walk towards to the man in front of me, I stopped one meter away from him before looking at him with my slightly annoyed face.
I put on a smile, an annoyed one.
“Sir, if your filthy mouth talk to me that again, I will shove your fling's pussy on you so you won't speak such vile words ever again.” i hissed at him and he was taken aback.
How lovely was that reaction to me. He haven't heard a feisty mouth of a woman? Well, he'll surely now.
“Gold digger this, gold digger that. Yes, I do admit that my family is a gold digger. But me? Oh no, sir, I would rather be a homeless grown ass woman on the street.” i crossed my arms, tapping shoes on the marble floor. We're still inside of the mall, so some of the people would glanced at our direction.
But who cares? I would never let anyone treat me so poorly and humiliate me, specially this man.
I t‘sked, looking at him up and down. My eyes stayed on his face.
“You can't shove that thing between your legs onto something? Then fuck yourself, because no one gives a fuck!” i added, raising my legs, i kicked his balls hard and boy that scream of his was like a music box into my ears.
I hummed softly, looking down at his form. He was lying on the floor, clutching the pain between his legs.
You deserve more than that, you prick!
With that scream of his, some group of people would whisper and talk about the scene that they just saw. Well, it doesn't really matter.
I spun my heels around to face Veliomoure and walked towards him, snaking my hands back on his arms. He had a surprise look on his face but I completely ignored it.
My eyes then spotted a cake shop and without any warning, I dragged him towards it. Making him snapped out of his thoughts.
I giggled, a smile plastered on my face
“Cake time!”

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Veliomoure's Bride
RomanceWhen a woman isn't love and treated by her family as one them, she developed hatred towards them. So, when her parents decided to arrange a marriage between her and the business partner's son of her parents, she refused. Although, when she realized...