Two days later.
Paris.
{Nora's POV}
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?." Zavi hissed, though I couldn't help but notice his hand was still around Madeline's waist. That little whore just stood there, looking completely disgusted with me. I kinda felt the need to poke those big ugly eyes of hers.
I couldn't hide what I felt inside, I didn't even mind the people watching me as my husband talked to me rudely, with a side chick clinging to his body.
"Hey, Mary. How're you doing with my husband?."
I heard Sean chuckle beside me.
The bitch frowned, "Don't you ever call me that."
"Or else, you gonna kick me because my husband is holding on to your little ass?."
The bitch clenched her fists, seething in anger, "Hey, calm down, don't show how low you've already gotten."
"Nora, what is wrong with you?." Zavi asked, glaring at me. I should be the one to ask him that, what the fuck is wrong with him too?.
"You know.." I paused, "I should ask you that! You brought me to the almighty auction to insult me in front of your side slut. How dare you?."
Zavi shut his eyes and opened them again, looking very angry, "Is that why you've gotten this green? Huh. Who's the young man beside you? you couldn't wait for a few hours to pass to fuck around with another guy."
That's an indirect insult. He just called me a slut. My husband just called me a slut in front of his bitch.
I backed up, Sean pressed his hand onto my shoulder protectively. I felt like crying, this fucking hurt. Seeing him talk to me like I meant nothing after what he just did to me. I was so fucking hurt. This shit hurts and I can't bear it anymore.
"Mr. Romano, can you calm down a bit, let's talk this out somewhere." Sean intercepted.
Zavi's eyes flared up, as he looked at Sean furiously, "How dare you speak to me? I wasn't talking to you and you have no right to butt in our business."
"He has every fucking right since you made our family discussion known to the world." I yelled.
Zavi looked at me, "Shut up!." He growled.
Instantly, William came in immediately, "Zavi, don't make a scene. People are watching."
He pushed Will away from his face, "I don't give a fuck. I want them to see my shameless wife with her new guy."
I scoffed, "I don't give a fuck either. I also want people to see the asshole I got married to. Enjoy yourself with your little bitch, bye Mary." I turned around and walked out of the mansion with tears in my eyes.
Once I reached outside, I took out my handkerchief and wiped my fake tears. That will do, I just acted like a crying broken housewife.
{Earlier…}
It was the Auction day, and I was preparing myself for the night. I had the red dress Becca got for me on my birthday, on my body. I already did my makeup, and left my brown hair down straight and long, tying up a few pieces and pinning them up with a red hair clip to match my dress.
I heard familiar footsteps walk into the room but didn't turn. I knew who it belonged to.
His hand wrapped around my waist as he sniffled my hair, "You smell good, v." He mumbled.
I smiled but didn't turn. I loved him this close to me.
"You look gorgeous, honey." He muttered.
I giggled, "I know you don't look bad either."
A moment passed.
"Can you do me a favor today?."
"Yeah?."
He paused, "Can you be your drama queen tonight?."
My eyes rose in confusion, I didn't understand him.
I slowly turned, his hands still groping my waist, "I don't understand." I told him.
His hands left my waist and went to my hands, "Fraser's girlfriend is gonna be here tonight."
I shook my head, "Go on."
"He'll be very busy tonight and he'll send his girlfriend here to fill in for him."
He was halfway through his sentence and I still do not understand yet.
"I want to approach her tonight, I'm gonna have her trust, take her home and use her to get Fraser off your back. He's been crazily looking for you because you killed his father.."
"Point of correction. I didn't kill his father, you did. You used me, dickhead."
He licked his lips, "Either way, I'm gonna use her to get Fraser to rest. After that, he will not come after you again."
There was silence.
"How are you gonna do that?."
He unconsciously played with my hair, he likes doing that all the time.
"She's a lover of Jewelries, I'm gonna get her one at the auction. We'll talk and I'll take her home."
I looked at him skeptically, "Just like that.."
He blinked and smiled, "A little more than that to get you jealous and act like everything's not fine for her to trust me."
"No, why can't you kidnap her? I'm gonna kill her if something happens." I stated strongly not liking the idea.
"No, I'm not taking her to bed. I'm just gonna assure her of safety."
I shook my head, "Assurance of safety indeed. If you kiss her Zavi, I'll shoot her, I'm not joking."
"I know, love."
"You're mine. Everything in you is mine, both inside and out."
He kissed me slowly.
"Nothing will happen, sweetie."
"Fine, let's go or we're gonna be late."
***
Zavi led me out of the room, and down the massive stairs, William and Irene stood at the bottom.
"You look beautiful, look at you…" Irene squealed. I smiled at her, "It always reminds me of Becca," I mumble, looking down at myself. I hadn't seen her after my wedding, hell. I didn't even know how to look at her face. It pricked my conscience knowing I hurt a good person, someone who considered me a friend.
"Who called me?." I heard her voice from the door, a smile went to my lips quickly.
"You're coming?. Omg.." I said, running over the last step.
"Alec said I should fill in for him."
I hugged her immediately, kissing her cheeks.
"Thank you for coming, I've always wanted to see you, but never had the chance to."
"Oh please…I know you're busy with your honeymoon. How can I disturb you?." She ran her eyes on my dress, "Wow, You looked good." She exclaimed.
"Thank you."
William opened the car for Zavi and me.
"I'll see you there," I told her before getting in. She smiled and started to walk towards the other car.
Our car driver drove off.
"I hope everything works well tonight because I might kill someone's bitch."
Zavi laughed, "Baby, jealousy looks good on you."
I frowned, "Really, it's just like giving you away to some bitch to fuck. Why don't you act like the jealous lover instead?."
He squeezed my hand lightly.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance to make me jealous, are you happy now?."
I kinda smiled at it.
"That sounds like a plan."