1 chapter 1

Kyga's POV

The glowing sun, a crisp circle in the bloody sky was quite relaxing to watch every day from the balcony of my room.The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky.

The sky was ablaze with fire of the setting sun as the pale cresent moon shone like a slivery claw in the night sun.

I love sunsets.i mean who doesn't. Every evening i wouldn't miss to catch a glimpse of it.They brought comfort and a good relaxation of mind by just watching it every dawn.With a just mare of a sunset, it would always enlighten my whole mood and take me to a fantasy of my own world.

I felt a tap on my shoulder which brought me back to reality and twisted my neck back to see who it was.

"Kyga , i've been calling you over and over but you didn't respond, "our housekeeper said in her most calming voice perhaps trying to hide the fact that she was pissed.

" Sorry, i was lost in my thoughts looking at the sunset .Do you need me to do anything?"

"Your mother is calling you downstairs and she's not happy because she's been calling you for long now"

"A-a-a-n-n-n-d-d-d-d what did you tell her?" I could feel my stammering voice as i was speaking and i bet she could hear it too.

Maria has been housekeeper for long.She's in her mid-fifties but quite a hardworking woman.Before becoming our housekeeper she used to be my mother's nanny when she was young and brought her up to this fine woman she is today.

She and my late grandfather , the great Pablo Romano Russo had some chemistry going on, but i'm quite sure that that happened before my late grandmother Natalie Rossi Russo died.

She had always been there for my grandfather when my grandmother died.My late grandfather , Pablo Romano Russo was head over heels in love with her and he was ready to accept that his wife had died and that he had grieved enough for her.He was soo ready to take his vows again just for Maria.

He was ready to start his life all again with Maria and give her everything she wanted but maybe that's not what fate wanted because unfortunately my grandfather died in car accident two days before their wedding.

Since that unfateful ordeal Maria has been devasted, but she vowed to take care of my grandfather's children and make them hers that is my mother and my seven uncles.Maria didn't have any kids of hers and i never quite bothered to ask her as to why she didn't have.

Ever since then she has been looking after my mother and my uncles and brought them up.She's family and been the only relative my mother could ever rely on.

Maria still wanted to become my mother's nanny even after my mother got married but that's not what mother wanted.My mother Rosa Romano Russo, saw Maria as her own mother and she didn't want her to still be her nanny so she moved in with her and made her the housekeeper of our spacious, rizal, big mansion.

I can say Maria is the most sweet, caring and hardworking woman i've known since she has also brought me up to this seveenteen year old.She has always been there for me since my childhood;from my first talk, first walk, first giggle ...name them all.

I know you must asking why it's not my mother who saw and witnessed my first everything but that's because she has always been soo endowed in her work of interior designing that she forgot her own fleshen blood.I was quite used by her not been around and i accepted that her work was way more important than me.

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"I informed your mother that you were busy doing your assingments that you didn't hear her calling you" Maria said interrupting me from my thoughts.

"Thankyou soo much Maria , i owe you one," I felt quite relieved with the thought that she covered up for me.

I guess she didn't like the thought of my mother firing me with her tantrums.

With no further ado, i quickly went to my mother guessing she's over at the living room having her evening tea .

There she was, sitted on the long , damnably cloying, homey floral couch in her well-cut , black pant suit with a white buttons-up chanel shirt and closed-toe neud heels.

With her firm sitting position, legs crossed and head high , she turned back and faced me possibly having felt my presence.

She sipped yet again her tea from her mighty vintage, pinquat, sparkling china made cup before opening her mouth to speak to me.

"What took you soo long young lady to hear me calling you, "She almost roared.

" I was so much engrossed in my assingments that i didn't hear you calling me" I said trying my best to not make it as a whispher.

With the excuse of doing assingments,i knew mother could not continue firing her tantrums on me since she has always taken my school work very seriously.

"Wear something nice,"she began

" we have very important guests coming over"

"Okay mum, in a few, "

"Make sure you wear something presantable.I don't want you wearing those crop tops or ragged trousers of yours that make you expose your skin"

"Bu--, " She didn't leave me to finish my sentence.

"No buts signora, " she began

"I don't want to see you in those clothes that expose your skin too much.Infact wear a nice dress and don't apply too much makeup"

I actually didn't want to answer back, i just nodded and reached out for my room.

I opened my closet and scanned what to wear.I wondered who these important guests were, in that mother made me to wear a dress something that my closet is unfamiliar with.

I finally managed to find a backless, satin hugging dress that was black in colour and at the front had a deep v-line cut that exposed my cleavage.The dress perfectly fitted and showed off every curve of my body.I honestly didn't know that dresses would make me look soo nice and well-shaped.

I don't think mother would approve of it since most of my back was all out as well as my cleavage .I decided to put it on with a Nova Denim jacket so as to as cover up my exposed skin.

With a small touch of makeup and few jewelery to top up, i let down my long, black curly hair down and i was all set.

I looked at myself in the mirror and mentaly clapping for myself for i had done a great job.A few minutes later i heard the doorbell and i knew that the guests had arrived.

I quickly dashed down to the living room because i didn't want to get my mother impatient.

As soon as reached at the living room , my eyes met with none another than my worst enemy Antonio Castelio.

"She's already here, "my mother's voice filled out the room

" Kyga, meet your soon to be husband , Antonio Castelio, "my mother's voice once again filled the whole room.

" You mean you've made an arranged marriage for me, "I said as i was holding back my cracky voice and the tears that wanted to gush out .

" Yes honey..., "Mother began.

But why is she is calling me honey all of sudden.She never calls me that.

"You do know this is the right thing to do after what happened with you and Antonio, "She finished by saying making sure she emphasized every single word.

NO...this could not be...An arranged marriage!...c'mon you must be joking...and with the man i fully desipe and yet again after what happened.

As i was feeling broken inside after such news i could feel Antonio's smirk from quite a distance and his malicious eyes that were eyeing on me.

It can't be...NO.

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