Chapter [1]

Chapter [1]

Selena pov:

I was tossing in my bed, trying to get up from the long and deep sleep but I was too exhausted. Hell no, I didn't make out with anyone last night. Lucky for me, I'm purely single these days, which was kind of a relief for me. Feeling no control or pressure or pestering from any boyfriend made me in the mood and that what I was looking for those days.

The doorbell rang about ten times. 'Oh great! Who is coming up so early?' I mumbled in my mind. I hopped off my bed taking a look at the nightstand watch next to me. 'What?! 5 A.M. At least whoever that was at the door woke me up to get ready for my flight! I was going to make it.'

I stretched my arm in the air and hastened to open the door of my house. "Yes Steven! What the hell are you doing here?" I frowned annoyingly. Seriously? I should call the police because he acted like a stalker. I don't know what kind of brain he has in his dummy head? I told him millions of times I was not interested in him anymore and I'm not in love with him.

'Okay, I think I was but that was in the past. I didn't tell him to cheat on me and fuck ugly whores!'

"Good morning baby, I missed you so much," Steven huskily whispered, while checking my baby doll and my body slowly. I would love to pull out his eyes and squeeze them between my palms to stop him from checking me out. I hate the hell out of him.

I noticed I covered my body with my hand and closed the door a bit. "Go away Steven, there's nothing between us anymore. I'm not your baby. Stop annoying me." I huffed and tried to shut the door in his face but he stuck his body in and slipped inside my house.

I pushed him back to kick him out but he hauled me to his chest ruffling my long hair and lean down to my lips. "But I have never broken up with you. I do love you. I miss your body."

I tried releasing my hand from his strong grip while giving him a death glare. "Steven! Stop now! I never said that I was in love with you! I'd never said I will be forever for you! That was just a failed relationship and you know that." I furrowed my eyebrows pointing to him to get out.

He rubbed his chin, checking my butt with his unashamed eyes. "Whatever and I will never give up, you are mine," he smirked confidently. I can see him drooling all over me and moreover, he acted as if I didn't catch him in the sin.

I have no idea why I'd forgiven him several times. I never forgive but I guess I was just bored and hated the feeling to be lonely.

I pushed his chest with all my strength and yelled at his face. "Stop that! Even so, you can't force me and you know that being the son of an ambassador in my country won't give you much power than me. You know that I'm not that weak woman and my connections could kick you out of this country forever. Don't dare to talk to me like this or threaten me ever again." I hollered, pushing him out of the house and slamming the door behind him.

He hooted, "Yes, but even so, I will do my best to make you mine again and don’t forget that sleeping with me is a sin in your country. Don't forget that." I could hear the blackmailing thing in his dirty monotone. How could he even think that those kinds of words could make me love him again or let him touch my body?!

I opened the door again and threw him a disgusted look, "Now listen to me, don't ever try to blackmail me because no one can do this! Before saying any more crap, I will cut your f'cking tongue." I warned him with a threatening tone and shut the door again, locking it; Ignoring all the mumbling words. It was the most egregious mistake ever that I got involved in Steven life!

'F'ck I don't know why he keeps stalking me everywhere. I gave him a chance and he betrayed me! How he could come back to me as if nothing happened and act like a loving victim?!' I hate this country. Now I should pack up my luggage and leave for the airport immediately. Seriously, I need a break. Three months away from this country could give me space to start over again. Especially after I lost everything. 'Love, life, money and business.'

I rushed back to my room, grabbing my bags and my passport. I brought in the photograph of my best friend Pamela. 'See Pamela, I wish you were still alive. I miss you so much, you were my elder sister that gave me instruction and advice in my life. I wish I used your bits of advice because now I lost everything. Let's just hope I won't lose my dignity too. Thank God that no one heard about my bankruptcy.' I kissed her picture and put it back into my wallet. She was my backbone.

'Now, I only have these 10 thousand dollars. F'ck hanging out with fake friends. F'ck my relatives. F'ck drinking every night! F'ck everyone I dated. No one stands by my side. No one cared about me except Pamela. Now I need to start over. Look for a job in another country and come back later to take my revenge on everyone who stepped on me.'

I took a fast shower and wore a casual pink, short dress. I used live my life as I want. I wasted many years on useless things and I lost millions on nothing useful. The ridiculous thing was that I wasn't that superficial girl. But maybe I couldn't live in this country. I have never felt that I belong to this country. Or maybe I never found what I was looking for deep inside: True love.

Finally, I was ready and called the limo that was waiting for me. I rushed to him and in few minutes, I was on the flight waiting to get to Italy. I neglected all the phone calls I received from Steven and even blocked his texts. He was so clingy and seriously I wasn't in the mood to think of my miserable past or think about any of my ex-boyfriends.

'Thank God that I still have those business class tickets.' I sighed in relief, smirking to myself. Or in another meaning, I was blaming myself for destroying my life and losing all my money. The word poor wasn't enough to describe what I have done to myself.

I fell asleep but I flinched and opened my eyes when I heard a noise. I spotted a bunch of businessmen talking loudly. Like the rude arrogant woman I used to be, even after being moneyless, I snapped my fingers and shouted, "Hey, if you wanted to talk loudly then you shouldn't be in business class, go to economy or use your own jet." I smirked. Not particularly to any of them because their backs were to me.

But suddenly all of them stepped away and a man in the middle swiveled his head slowly to me. He raised his eyebrows. "Look, who is talking?! I wonder how you even booked a ticket on this flight?!"

To be honest, he was handsome or maybe I could say he was arrogant to me. I was looking for someone like him. Blue eyes. Dark black hair. Tall with wide shoulders and tanned skin. And a slutty tongue. He didn't look as if he was from my country either. I even shouted in English because I used to talk in English most of the time. And he talked back in English but he looked so Italian.

I hopped off my chair huffing, I snatched a glass of water from the waitress hand and threw it onto his face." Now, we are even, don't ever dare to talk to me this way." I laughed hysterically and then stepped away.

But he gripped my hand and pulled me to sit on his lap "I'm not scared pretty. No one dared to shout at my face either. And by the way, this is my airline."

I rolled my eyes, pushing his hands away. 'F'ck his airlines?!' I cleared my throat while gazing at him "Even so, handsome, take your hands off me or I will open the emergency door and push you out in the air!" I threatened him directly but there was something about him. As if his eyes were invading my soul deeply and slowly with his wickedly facial expressions that made me lose control over myself.

This has never happened with me before, what's going on with my body and my tongue?!

He blurted out, "You are sexy."

I bit my lips. "You are hot!" I controlled myself, stood up and went back to my chair, grabbing a magazine and sticking my eyes in it. I was trying to hide my face and my flushing embarrassment. 'What the hell did I just say?! I'm going to work! Not for fun!'