Aria's pov:
Weeks turned into months!!
Yeah, 2 months Allesandro has succeded in ignoring our existance.
Despite my numerous amount of trying to talk to him, it never happened.
Maybe, i am not making enough effort.
But i actually am! Am trying everything.
God what happened to my world!!
I got out of my trance and turned off the shower tap.
I wrapped a towel around my body amd went in the closet.
Unknowingly, i stopped in front of the full size mirror.
I laughed humourlessly as i remembered when Allesandro came back from italy when suddenly his attitude changed.
My eyes were red and puffy, because of crying to myself to sleep every single night, dark undereye circles due to endless waiting of my husband to come home.
No joy, no reflect of hapiness, a dull looking face. My naturally glowing complexion was now gloomy.
"Why? Why does your husband does not come to you and your daughter anymore? What has gone wrong? Aren't you enough? Was there any lack in your love?" I asked my reflection and broked down in tears.
"Please come back sandro for once. At least tell me what went wrong." I sobbed as i fell on my knees.
I got up and wiped my tears. I grabbed one of his shirt and inhaled the scent. It smelt of him. The familiar scent filled my nostrils and a feeling of warmth engulfed me. I put it on me and wrapped my arms around myself as if i was hugging me, it was the closest i could get to him now.
I sat on the sofa chair across the window in the room and hugged my knees to my chest and let my tears fall.
I control them in front of my daughter, i can't be weak in front of her.
I looked at the view of the illuminating towers and it seems that it brings a little bit calmness to the storm in my heart.
I got startled as the door of the room slammed open.
"Al- Allesandro." I whispered in disbelif.
"Aria." He chuckled.
"You are here." I muttered.
He said nothing but just looked at me.
Anger begin to surface through me.
"You bloody fool. You god damn idiot. What the fuck is wrong with you? Have you been feeding your brain dirt or what? Where in the hell have you been?" I yelled but not loud enough as my child was sleeping in some other room.
He came took predatory steps towards me.
"What?" I spat out.
"Stay. Away. From. Me." I said.
"Ar-Aria." he hiccuped.
I grabbed the lapel of his suit and forced him closer to me.
"You are drunk." I said through gritted teeth.
He chuckled.
"I am hungry." He said and shifted his gaze down.
Ok this is cute! No! Aria he made you cry.
Not only you he made little peanut cry!!
"You won't get any food Allesandro!" I said firmly.
"You are ruthless!" He said in a small voice.
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My Arranged Billionaire Husband
RomanceAria Brown is a 25 years old introvert. She works as an architect in Moretti constructions. Lives alone in Newyork. Neelam and Anna are her best friends. Her mom is adamant to get her married as soon as she turns 25.she has a small crush on her boss...