NEMESIS

jealousy, jealousy, jealousy

Theodore sat next to her with an annoying smile plastered on his face. Seeing that made her want to give him a good punch, unfortunately, they weren't alone this time — Mason Lorelai and Theodore's assistant were in this room, so teaching him a lesson with the three Lorelai family members in front of her was tantamount to digging her own grave.

“I'm sorry for suddenly inviting you to dinner in the middle of your busy schedule, Giuliana”

Mason's voice is very subtle, and Giuliana has to admit that he is the most alluring person she'd ever met — just hearing his voice would have brought her on her knees if only she had poor self—control.

“That's fine” she replied politely with a small smile, “I'm honored to be invited to a family dinner.”

Giuliana wasn't wrong, she firmly believed that this was indeed Lorelai's family dinner — she shouldn't be in the middle of this family, but she also couldn't turn down Mason's invitations.

“You're part of our family.”

And that made her open her mouth. She was stunned. But she was not the only one. Even Theodore, who was next to her, stiffened — probably didn't expect his uncle to say that to the snake woman next to him.

"Giuliana, consider this a dinner to welcome you."

Her hand was roughly pulled by Theodore, away from where they were having dinner. His grip on her arms was so tight that it hurt her hand, and she was sure it would leave a red and blue rash — he dragged her out by force as soon as Mason and his right hand left the private restaurant room they had booked. Stupidly, she let him drag her along like dragging an animal.

“Stop it, you're hurting me Lorelai!”

Her attempts to release his grip were futile, she was unsuccessful even though she had used all her strength — not even her screams had succeeded in making him stop.

“Oh, you’re hurting? Good” he replied coldly, “this is only a small part of the pain I will give you later.”

His eyes darkened with a flushed face, filled with anger from the jealousy he still felt after a few minutes had passed and it was all because of his nemesis, this was all because of Giuliana.

This is all her fault.

Her body was thrown against the wall, making a loud thud sound as soon as she hit the wall — even if she was an assassin, she was still a woman and a f*****g hell, it hurt so much. Moreover, she had not fully recovered after the incident a while ago.

“You! Can you stay away from me?” Theodore hissed sharply, but his words were much sharper than his voice “you always disturb my peace by taking everything from me! Even you take my uncle from my side.”

Giuliana, who heard that, frowned, then a small smile then appeared on her plump lips. “What did you just say?”

Really, now she was sure that her ears were not functioning properly — she didn't just hear Theodore blame her, did she?

“Is two glasses of wine more than enough to get you drunk?” drunk enough that he brags a lot and says bullshit like this “Because if you look in the mirror, you're the one who took my peace of mind — do I need to remind you that you ordered Caleb to corner me in a meeting room and wreck my favorite car to harm me?”

Theodore intended to kill her.

It was a cruel treatment carried out by the head of the Lorelai family and because of that she chose to keep it a secret from everyone — only her people knew about this.

Theodore, who heard that, widened his eyes. Maybe he was surprised that she was able to find out this information so quickly — it seemed he had forgotten who she was. “Surprised that I discovered your dirty little secret so quickly? You underestimate me too much, Lorelai — getting evidence of someone's criminal actions until I win in court is easy for me to get, so this kind of thing is much easier.”

“You—”

"What?" Giuliana challenged him fearlessly, "You won't stop until I get killed, will you?"

Really, If Theodore's hatred was caused because she was a woman who was greater than him then that was disgusting. Moreover, if he hates her even more, it is simply because his uncle favored her compared to him. Instead of behaving like a teenager, why doesn't he act like an adult who is learning more and more to become better?

"It's ridiculous to find you acting rude and childish knowing your uncle likes me because he acknowledges me who is greater than you." he said sharply as his feet walked over to him, who was stunned at where he was standing. "Instead of you behaving like this all the time, wouldn't it be nice if you improved yourself and made yourself better than me?"

Little did she know, he tried countless times, but his uncle only had eyes only for her — it was as if he was being drugged with love poison from Harry Potter. Just what dirty trick did he do to subdue his uncle?

"Alderidge, stop speaking or everything will be even worse for you." he warned her heartlessly. Emotions had gathered in his chest and were bubbling up like he wanted to get out. "Speak carefully to me, your behavior will make you die horribly in a way no one can ever imagine."

Giuliana, all her life, was not afraid of death. But dying at his hands doesn't seem like a good way to go. "I hate you."

"Why?" he was smiling like crazy, "you hate me because you were intimidated by me?"

"As if."

"Scared, Princess?"

This Darcio's Princess was scared of him and that was quite satisfying.

"Watch your smart mouth or I will make your death even worse than I've had pl—"

His speech was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone and Giuliana, who also heard it, immediately reached into the pocket of her blazer. She quickly answered the phone, “Yes, sir?”