Billionaire's Spitfire ✔

Chapter 21

Word count: 2658

Adrian's POV

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E-gist- The business mogul and one of the hottest bachelors in Italy, Stephano Alfonsi has recently been reported to have been dumped by the love of his life, Kara Wilson.

The last thing I wanted was what had literally happened. Yes, it didn't happen a few days ago or even up to a few hours ago, but it seemed Kara had recently decided to do something quite stupid. Because at the moment, he coverage of what I'd prayed would never happen was currently all over the news as Kara could be seen running out with a scary look on her face at an event.

The same event she'd gone for today.

I'd seen her beautiful red dress when she first wore it, but I hadn't fully checked her in it to fawn over it like we loved doing before going for an occasion and this was sure as hell not how I wanted to admire my best friend in the beautiful and terribly expensive Benjamin Coquito piece I'd anticipated seeing her in. Not with reporters reportedly clicking away as she ran down the stairs, gaining attention of several thirsty and reporters who immediately focused their attention on her.

"What the actual hell?" I whisper yelled in a daze, transfixed for the first time in a very long while. I wanted to do something, drop the remote or run in to pick some burritos to munch on but I found out I could only stare into space while blinking rapidly.

I bit the insides of my cheek and eyed my phone for several seconds, debating on whether calling her was a good idea or not. The same question kept ringing in my head. It was 'what the hell could've happened?'

Kara had been very happy this morning before we parted ways. And I knew my best friend for something, she never acted on impulse. And she loved to calculate things and weigh the pros and cons like miss perfect so what could've transpired between her and her boyfriend that prompted her to leave the event in such an alarming way and grab the attention of thirsty gossip stations?

Should I call her? Was she even in the right frame of mind at this moment? I got up and paced a few times, scrunching up my face in worry.

Then I was back on the same spot as before, with the remote in my hand. I clicked on several channels but two other channels we're showing the same thing.

So apparently, they put it out not so kindly that the cold and reserved Stephano Alfonsi had just been dumped by his girlfriend and he was now back in market as a single man once again.

Just then, the door slammed open and there she stood, with her teary but beautiful face, panic written all over it.

"What the hell?" I blurted dumbly.

"Adrian..." She burst into a set of fresh tears and ran in to hug me, flinging her arms around me while the door slammed shut behind her. I wound my arms around her shoulders and held her quite firmly, patting her back.

"I know you have your reasons for what happened and I'm going to hear them all tomorrow. But you're still my bitch so go take a good shower, change out of this formal dress and let's club." I murmured.

She wasn't angry, but she was upset. That made my frown deepen. There was just this nagging feeling in my head telling me that Kara had done something stupid and Stephano was not the one at fault.

Don't get me wrong, I loved my best friend to death. But I also couldn't deny the fact that I sometimes worried about her and their relationship because she was new to this. And she was a big over thinker. Jealousy and possessiveness aside, Stephano was one of the most reserved men I knew.

Kara frowned after pulling away. "I just had a fight with my boyfriend. I don't want to go to any stupid club." Her lips wobbled like that of a little girl and I found myself rolling my eyes.