My Lucky Lady [Yandere CEO X Female Reader]

Chapter 5

As (Y/N) left his office, his room's door open and revealed a beautiful woman with long (h/c) hair, Amanda.  She was dressed up very nicely. She was wearing a pastel pink knee length dress with black high heels.

  Her black heels approached inside and instantly Vincent gave an annoyed sigh. He looked up and saw Amanda with so dolled up.

     "Uhm Vincent, can you tell your secretary to go out for a moment? I need to talk about something to you in alone."

   Vincent motioned Yang to get out and then Amanda went closer to the door and locked it.

  "Why are you locking it?" Vincent asked with pure annoyance in his voice. But however Amanda failed to notice that brimming annoyance aura coming towards her.

   "Vincent, as you know we are getting married very soon, so my dad and your father had a meeting and they decided to have the engagement done by this week's Saturday. It's a surprise for the media."

"Okay." Vincent said to Amanda as the girl smiled.

     "Vincent, I was thinking if you could have lunch with me today?"

       "I'm sorry Amanda but I have a meeting today. So it's impossible for me to have lunch with you"

    "It's ok Vincent. We can go out for dinner."

        "I'll see if I can join you for dinner." Vincent replied.

        Amanda smiled and nodded. She turned her heels and left his office with an expression that can be described when you win something. Oh if she really knew that she had not won anything but lost she wouldn't have that expression. Now the real thing was that why was not Vincent breaking the engagement, if he was not interested in her and was falling for the luck he received from (Y/N), why is he still with her? 

        As soon as Amanda left, Vincent grabbed his coat and sprinted towards the stairs as he knew that Amanda would be using the lift. When he reached to the basement he had seen Amanda's car leaving. He sighed and rushed towards his car and started pacing for his supposed 'meeting'.

On the other side of London a certain (h/c) haired girl sighed in annoyance as a old man went on and on ranting about his life during youth.

     Finally after 30 mins the cashier was fixed and the old man's turn came. (Y/N) thanked the lord from saving her from the 30 mins rant about youth this days.

      "Excuse me?"

       "Yes?" She turned and came to meet with a woman, an old woman, her clothes were rugged with some areas stitched with different colour cloth. The woman's face full of wrinkles. Her face was so scary that the girl though if there was not anyone she surely would have screamed .

      The poorly dressed woman extended her wrinkley hand which carried a clover leaf. "Is it yours?"

       (Y/N) took one look at the clover, it was not a usual leaf's colour which was bright green or dark. It was black with pure blood red or as she could make it out.

      "No, it's not mine" She replied with smile.

       The old lady smiled and deeply stared at her bright (Y/N) eyes. "Oh but I really think it's yours."

     "But it's not-"

      "Then keep it. It suits you." The old lady forcefully took her hand and placed it on her palms.

      "I can't-"

      She tried taking her hand from her grip but old lady's grip tightened.

      "You'll see why I gave you"

      She fold the bright eyed girl's fingers and patted it then she walked away, leaving the girl standing there dumbfounded

A/N: it's been a long time 😅😅