Seducing The Hotelier (UNEDITED VERSION)

Chapter 3: Plotting her Revenge

Note: MATURE CONTENT. FOR MATURE READERS ONLY.

"I'm not the kind of girl who makes threats to scare you I plot my revenge silently." - Unknown

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           THE AIR became tense as Nicolas pinned her with his green enchanting eyes, rather hard and dangerous, which made her shuddered within violently. His seething anger radiates off him and fear crawled in her gut once again, but Addy stood her ground.

Addy's eyebrows slowly scrunched up thinking, why the hell would he be seething?

Her personal life is irrelevant to her work. Definitely, he doesn't need to know about her son, that would only complicate her plan. She instilled in her head that, when he turns his back on her, everything about them, or anything that connects them, had been long ended. He ended it, as soon as he ran away, after getting what he wanted. 

Five years ago, and she still felt the fresh pain.

She won't let him in her life again, even if he begs her.

"He's the love of my life," Addy responded calmly, tilting her chin up to meet his arrogant face. She kept her unfazed stance though her insides were already melting into puddles, as he watches his jaw tightened for a second. Unable to withstand his cold, arrogant stance, she brushed past him, not waiting for his response.

He's been acting strange since the call. He's not her boyfriend nor anything significant, yet he's showing this sign of possessiveness. It still surprised her, why all of a sudden, he showed interest in her life.

Nicolas grits his teeth and left the restaurant, enrage and very jealous.

Adriana strutted back to her chair, trying to remain calm and steady, though it seemed that her legs would betray her soon. Demi looks at her with curiosity.

"Where is Nicolas?" he asked with his eyebrows furrowing. She couldn't tell if he's serious or amused.

"I don't know," she lied shrugging her shoulders. She started eating. Demi looks in the direction where she came from. Minutes passed, Nicolas didn't come back. Demi then averted his attention on his phone, tapping silently, then it beeps. Demetrio's eyebrows scrunched up as he focuses his eyes on the screen.

"Are you alright, babe?" Yvonne asked her husband who was now fixed with whatever thing he read on his phone.

"Yeah, yeah," he replied with uncertainty in his voice then he looks at Addy. She just ignores his curious eyes and continued eating, pretending she doesn't care.

"Nicolas had to meet a client. It was an unexpected call," he replied to Yvonne as he gave her a half smile and resumed eating. 

"Have you been back to Italy since you started working with Nicolas, Addy? It's been a year since you started working with Nicolas," Yvonne ask out of the blue. She wasn't ready for the question. Addy suddenly grabs her wine, when her food went on the wrong hole causing her to cough persistently, feeling choking. She chugs it down to clear her throat.

"Are you okay?" Yvonne asked her, eyes filled with worries and handed her a glass of water.

"Yeah, I'm sorry," she responded and wipe the corner of her lips with the table napkin and drank the glass of water Yvonne gave her. "Thanks," she smiled.

"I'll have to ask Nicolas if I could take a week vacation," she smiled hoping inwardly he will grant it. She misses her son so much.

The thought of him made her eyes dampened. She blinks it back the tears, defying the unwelcome emotions, starting to ruin her moment. She definitely doesn't want her friends, to witness her, in a vulnerable state. They knew her as the tough Adriana, not the other way around. Her son is her weakness. Just the thought of him made her emotions goes roller coaster.