The Devil's Wife

Chapter 21

Kitty Marcellino:

I had thought about canceling going to Milan and sitting around for a few more days until Nathaniel came back but honestly, there wasn't really anything I could do about Kallie. If that's what Nathaniel wanted then I couldn't stop him.

I only hoped that if he really wanted her, he'd at least send me divorce papers first.

I mean our marriage would be a short one but I didn't regret it at all. Seeing Vivian's face when she found out I eloped was priceless. I would do it all over again just so she could feel like an even bigger dumbass.

However now I was just going to chill out because fuck Vivian and all her bullshit to be honest. I didn't need her meddling or dictating my life at all so I packed my shit, shoved her, Nathaniel & our marriage into the back of my mind, and went back to work.

My first month in Milan was a haze. I was relying on caffeine and a few hours—if I was lucky enough—of sleep per day to keep me going through my hectic schedule.

It was safe to say that when I told Paige to keep me busy in Milan, she took my words literally and really kept me busy each day. Every day that passed was filled with either rehearsal, fittings, ad shoots, photoshoots, or meetings, meetings, and more meetings.

And if I wasn't doing one of those things then I was in the hotel gym working out.

I didn't mind it though, it helped keep my mind preoccupied from thinking about Vivian, Phoenix, or even Nathaniel.

My failed wedding rumors had slowly started dying down but there were times I'd catch other models giving me sympathetic glances whenever we all went to dinner together.

Not even Paige knew I was married. I think she assumed I chickened out of the wedding since I was so adamant about setting up Nathaniel and Kallie and so—bless her soul—she didn't push for answers to the questions I knew she was dying to ask me.

I was waiting for her to just ask me outright so I could tell her the truth but I knew she probably felt bad for me. Every time someone brought up the topic of relationships she would not so subtly change the subject while shooting me nervous glances.

It was a struggle trying to keep a straight face and not burst out laughing.

This was the first time she hadn't pestered me for answers and I was surprised because she always wanted to know what was happening with me.

It didn't make it any better that I never bothered to wear the wedding ring either but it was only because I knew I'd probably lose it without even realizing it.

Phoenix was the only one I told about me and Nathaniel getting married though. We texted each other every other day with updates and Sam had sent me an email a few weeks after I arrived in Italy about trying to make Nathaniel's birthday.

And as for The Devil himself, I hadn't heard from him ever since I last messaged him. I still hadn't heard anything about Vivian's present to him either. Not that I was expecting him to tell me anything but I just assumed I'd be reading about it or seeing 'leaked' pictures on the internet by now. Not hearing from him didn't really bother me though probably because I wasn't a clingy person.

The second month in Milan passed and they had finally finished building the runway for Alessandra's lingerie launch. It had been made out of glass and diamonds and rehearsals took longer since they wanted to test out it out.

It was going on 4 am when I started making my way back to my hotel. Paige was sitting next to me at the back of the van, snacking on red liquorice as she scrolled through her phone.