Chapter Fourteen:An Uncanny Encounter.
That night, Marissa found her way back to the club. She aimed to get drunk, since she wished to forget about her ugly experience today at work. Her cheeks were not that swollen again from the slap she received from that vicious lady, but yet her son's dangerous stare and threat lived rent free in her head.
She could come to the conclusion that had it been there weren't much crowd, watching everything that was happening. Her son would succeed in killing her just like he threatened to do.
If that was something she should be worried about, Marissa didn't know. But she could tell from the way Sasha has been blowing up her phone for an hour, that she has already watched the video. One being of her humiliated not just publicly in the hospital, but all over the internet.
This wasn't how she planned on becoming famous, especially not through this way. Marissa hasn't touched her phone, she was scared of what to find online. She's not stupid, judging from the appearance of that lady at the hospital, she could tell that she was influential and she didn't need anyone to tell her that she might ruin her career and image, with just a call to the media to find her.
"Aren't you going to pick it up?" Joel's question brought her back to reality, as her eyes went to her phone on top of the counter. She shook her head in denial, before wondering why Joel hasn't asked her about her day with that lady.
It was really embarrassing walking into the diner, with all the whispering and gossip circulating around the other employees. Surprisingly, Mr.peters has done something outrageous today, like apologizing for the incident.
It was totally unbelievable, judging from her past encounter with him. He kept to his promise about her not coming to work tomorrow, which gladdened her soul. It would help keep her away from the wandering eyes of the public that craved to know who she was.
"So…" Joel started up, he didn't know how exactly to start talking about Joanna, the second daughter inlaw of the Risdo company, who she had a clash with today.
Judging from how she's acting, she had no idea who she met today, and she didn't care to know because it seemed like she knew what he was about to say, and she raised her hand up, shutting him up quickly.
"I don't want to hear it, Please. I have had enough today." Marissa nearly cried, she covered her face with her hands trying hard to forget about today, until she felt someone occupy the next seat to her.
"Normal." Giovanni's cold voice made Joel's eyes widen in surprise and fear for the young lady sitting beside him, who had no idea about who she was with right now.Since he had no idea if he was here to punish Marissa for what she had done to his aunt.
Marissa didn't have any idea that the man who she was searching for, was right there, sitting so close to her that all she needed was to look beside her and then, maybe she might have a good night's rest tonight after seeing his godly face once again.
When Joel passed the bottle of wine over to Giovanni, he kept the money on the counter and wasted no time to leave, and that was when Marissa turned over. All she could catch a glimpse of was his hair, and that expensive Rolex watch in his hands, before she stood up instantly.
"I..will be right back." She told Joel before she stood up instantly, grabbed her phone and made way over to Giovanni. Just like the last time they met, the sweaty bodies of the crowd in the club didn't allow her to get to him on time, but this time she aimed not to lose her chance tonight.
Chance of what exactly, Marissa?
She asked herself, but she has no answer for that yet. She didn't know why she couldn't stop thinking of him ever since that day, and she didn't care if he might find her clingy or too fast for his liking if he turns around to see her again.
All that matters right now is that she meets him. There was this ache in her heart, that called for him. She didn't know how exactly to explain what she was feeling, but all she needed right now was for him to talk to her.
Sasha would clearly say that she's sick if she was to see her right now, but maybe she's right. She's sick and her cure was this young man that was making his way through the VIP security stand.
When she tried to walk past the security there, she was blocked instantly." Passage card? New face, I don't recall you paying for this section of the club." One of the guards said.
"Please, I won't waste much time, I just need..I just need to see him. Please." Marissa nearly cried when she saw Giovanni walk into the VIP booth. If she's right from where he stood, he should have heard her, but he's clearly avoiding her.
Well, why won't he?
If the tables are turned around, she would clearly report to the cops that she has a stalker.
"I'm sorry, Miss. But you need to leave, you can't come in."
When she heard this, she felt as if her world was collapsing. He was here in the club, she could have met him. But they were just a door away from seeing each other, and these security men were clearly after her life.
But it's not like it's their fault, she's not dressed like she was fit for the VIP section. Who knows? She might be a cop that was sent to spy on the activities going on in the VIP section.
"A minute, that's all i need, I promise i won't…"
Even with being told no by the security, she still didn't give up.
"Miss, I think you should leave, I won't want to drag you out of here." The hefty looking man said, looking at her from head to toe to find out that she was what he liked in a woman, and Marissa rolled her eyes when she understood his body language.
So, when she turned to leave, the door opened and the next set of words that went through her ears, sparked something inside of her when she recognized who the voice belonged to.
"Let her through." Giovanni ordered, and je could swear the moment the young lady turned, with that pretty smile on her face he knew that he's fucked. He didn't know how exactly he found himself such an innocent vixen.
It was her, again!
Who is she?