to her vital words. She would get
a response from him if it killed her, or him.
“Paulo” she balled at the top of her
lungs, there was no possibility of him remaining entranced after that
ear-splitting outburst.
Surely enough, it worked wonders. The
deafening sudden boom shooting down his ears and through his body sent Paulo
almost jumping out of his own skin.
His neck whirred to the source of the
commotion: his fuming girlfriend Gloria. Her rising temper simmered at the fact
she was victorious, she had triumphantly put a full stop to his trance. The
drastic measures always did work the best.
“Nice to have you back.” Gloria
remarked with a hoarsely dry sarcasm. “What's got into you?”, she demanded an
answer, if he was ogling another woman who resembled Sara Sarracini, there
would be trouble and the entire island would know about it from here to eternity.
She was half right about one thing,
he was spellbound by another woman. The one and the only. Paulo could accept no
imitations when it came to the real Sara Sarracini. As she was about to
understand.
CHAPTER 13
He looked over his shoulder to the
docks, directing her to see for herself. “It's her.” Paulo spoke in a slow,
dazed voice like he was deeply hypnotized. In a way, he was. The minute he laid
eyes on the illustrious diva in the flesh, Paulo was placed in her powerful spell
with no means of breaking free from it. Not that he had any intentions of
freeing himself from the starlet's enigmatic attraction, pulling him towards
her.
“Her?” asked Gloria with a grit of
the teeth, she could see a scene on the verge of being acted out. He was glued
to another woman, that was the last straw. Their little session in the suite
would be postponed permanently. When they returned to the hotel, the only noise
that would go on behind closed doors for the rest of the occupants to hear would
be a long heated argument about his obsession with Sara Sarracini and habit of
prying on any woman who had a passing resemblance to her.
She would bring
a case of tough love down on him, he would have to give up watching, reading
and thinking of his infernal diva, otherwise she would leave him and he could
spend his days obsessing over a woman he would never have, not in a million
years, he was out of her league, not to mention age group. Then with realizing
he was a fool to put an actress before his own girlfriend. He would regret his
mistake of taking Gloria for granted, come crawling back to her, begging for
her to take him back and she would refuse him several times to make him suffer
and pay the severe consequences for being an ungrateful boyfriend, and then
when he had endured the penalty of his crimes enough to the point of becoming a
broken shell of a man, she would consider having him back.
And then she would lay down her laws
that had to be upheld without any questions asked, otherwise she would leave
him in an instance and not take him back. There would be no third chance, one
wrong move and that was it. Gloria would have control over her boyfriend, he
would see she was the one holding the leash around his neck and like a loyal
dog, he would have to do everything she commanded.
Gloria was a control freak and was
content with that, she relished everything going her way since she was a little
girl, anything else could go down the highway for all she cared. Her parents
had to get used to it, so would Paulo.
For the present time, Paulo was
unaware of her dominating plans over him. He was far too invested in a more
pressing matter of importance to him. “Her.” he said, sharper and intense, it
was all he could say in his bewildered state.
“Who?” snapped Gloria, she was
growing tired of his nonsense, she had some disobedience she had to attend to.
“Sara Sarracini.” he brought himself
to speak her immortal name full of divinity, it sent his heart to rise to his
neck. Saying her name filled him with euphoria.
“Another look alike?”
a response from him if it killed her, or him.
“Paulo” she balled at the top of her
lungs, there was no possibility of him remaining entranced after that
ear-splitting outburst.
Surely enough, it worked wonders. The
deafening sudden boom shooting down his ears and through his body sent Paulo
almost jumping out of his own skin.
His neck whirred to the source of the
commotion: his fuming girlfriend Gloria. Her rising temper simmered at the fact
she was victorious, she had triumphantly put a full stop to his trance. The
drastic measures always did work the best.
“Nice to have you back.” Gloria
remarked with a hoarsely dry sarcasm. “What's got into you?”, she demanded an
answer, if he was ogling another woman who resembled Sara Sarracini, there
would be trouble and the entire island would know about it from here to eternity.
She was half right about one thing,
he was spellbound by another woman. The one and the only. Paulo could accept no
imitations when it came to the real Sara Sarracini. As she was about to
understand.
CHAPTER 13
He looked over his shoulder to the
docks, directing her to see for herself. “It's her.” Paulo spoke in a slow,
dazed voice like he was deeply hypnotized. In a way, he was. The minute he laid
eyes on the illustrious diva in the flesh, Paulo was placed in her powerful spell
with no means of breaking free from it. Not that he had any intentions of
freeing himself from the starlet's enigmatic attraction, pulling him towards
her.
“Her?” asked Gloria with a grit of
the teeth, she could see a scene on the verge of being acted out. He was glued
to another woman, that was the last straw. Their little session in the suite
would be postponed permanently. When they returned to the hotel, the only noise
that would go on behind closed doors for the rest of the occupants to hear would
be a long heated argument about his obsession with Sara Sarracini and habit of
prying on any woman who had a passing resemblance to her.
She would bring
a case of tough love down on him, he would have to give up watching, reading
and thinking of his infernal diva, otherwise she would leave him and he could
spend his days obsessing over a woman he would never have, not in a million
years, he was out of her league, not to mention age group. Then with realizing
he was a fool to put an actress before his own girlfriend. He would regret his
mistake of taking Gloria for granted, come crawling back to her, begging for
her to take him back and she would refuse him several times to make him suffer
and pay the severe consequences for being an ungrateful boyfriend, and then
when he had endured the penalty of his crimes enough to the point of becoming a
broken shell of a man, she would consider having him back.
And then she would lay down her laws
that had to be upheld without any questions asked, otherwise she would leave
him in an instance and not take him back. There would be no third chance, one
wrong move and that was it. Gloria would have control over her boyfriend, he
would see she was the one holding the leash around his neck and like a loyal
dog, he would have to do everything she commanded.
Gloria was a control freak and was
content with that, she relished everything going her way since she was a little
girl, anything else could go down the highway for all she cared. Her parents
had to get used to it, so would Paulo.
For the present time, Paulo was
unaware of her dominating plans over him. He was far too invested in a more
pressing matter of importance to him. “Her.” he said, sharper and intense, it
was all he could say in his bewildered state.
“Who?” snapped Gloria, she was
growing tired of his nonsense, she had some disobedience she had to attend to.
“Sara Sarracini.” he brought himself
to speak her immortal name full of divinity, it sent his heart to rise to his
neck. Saying her name filled him with euphoria.
“Another look alike?”
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