6. Insight
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Insight.
Damien POV.
The day was coming to its end. It was a hectic day, meeting with clients and doing follow up of business. Right now I just need the comfort of my bed and a shower to relax my tense muscles. I'm really very tired.
James is driving, as I close my eyes to take a few minutes nap till we reach my penthouse. Those amber eyes appear in front of my closed lids as I'm relaxing in the back seat of my car.
I have her at utmost respect for what she is doing for those women. She is so kind hearted. At the event while giving speech her eyes showed so many emotions, but I could not pin point them. When I spoke today with her. she was so startled with my sudden appearance, It's as if she is always on guard like someone is going to hurt her.
My heart rages at the idea of someone hurting her. I try to calm myself because we have just met recently. We're mere acquaintance. But I don't know why, It's like I'm developing a soft corner for her. As we were conversing in the group I felt her eyes on me.
I smirk at her and all of sudden at the same time cupcake coughs making us break eye contact and raises her brow at the both of us. Caught of guard I smile sheepishly. Rosalia blushes and looks away.
Suddenly our car halts to a stop. And I'm brought back to the present.
"James what's the matter?"
"Sir there is some problem in the engine of the car."
I get out of the car. "As we are on the outskirts of the city its impossible to get a mechanic now," says James.
"I agree"
We walk near by and come across a two storey building. As we were walking at the steps of the building I hear a scream and stop.
"Did you hear that ?" I question James.
'He confirms it with a nod.' We resume our walking. As I was about to knock, once again we here the scream. Its coming from this house itself. It feels like we are in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"Sir, I think we should search for some other house. I don't think this is the right place to ask help" says James.
"I have a gut feeling James. It's now or never," I state firmly.
So I take a step front and knock on the door. A middle aged women in her forties opens the door. I guess she is the housekeeper.
"Yes, how may I help you?" She asks.
James explain the situation and asks for help. James informs me that she has went to call the master of the house. And I'm surprised to see after sometime as David appears.
"Mr. Salvatore, I'm surprised to see you here and that to at this time of the evening," says David.
"Yeah, my car just broke down so my driver James was searching for help when we came across your building" I reply.
"I'm glad to help you" David smiles.
He invites us in. We walk in the living room after crossing the long hallways and take a seat on the couches. His house Is well furnished modernized house. He thanks the housekeeper as she places the tray of biscuits and tea on the table.
As we help ourselves with a cup of tea. David's wife appears. She come and greets me and James politely. I watch as she walks very slowly and takes a seat stiffly on the couch beside her husband. She winces as if she is in pain.
'Our eyes connect, My blue to her amber ones. She gives me tight lipped smile. I give her a small nod.'
David asks me to leave my car keys here and the address of my house. He asks us to take his car, so that he can fix our car tomorrow and drop it to our address through his driver.
David says so that when his driver will be returning my car. His driver can drive his car back to David.
'I nod at him appreciatively and he nods back.'
We bid them good night. As we were walking to David's car, James says there is something very mysterious about this David.
"Sir, did you observe Rosalia Ma'am, David sir wife. I feel that there is something not quite right with the way they both behave towards each other. Its as if Ma'am is not happy" He states my thoughts.
"I agree with you on that mate" I smile.
After settling in car, as James was pulling out of their driveway. I see Rosalia standing near the window. From the rear view mirror I watch as she wipes her eyes. She is crying.
My heart clenches at thought of her being upset or sad. I don't like it. I wish I knew why I was feeling these sort of emotions.
When already I have someone special in my heart, my kitten. I smile and remove my kitten's lucky charm. Its her locket, she had given me half piece of it while we were separating. I always carry it with me. I hope to meet her soon.
Rosalia POV
The event for 'Root creation' wa a success. I'm very satisfied with the amount we have received foe the NGO. As it is Sunday today, after a long day I was relaxing in my room. David walks in and greets me with a 'Buonasera'. I greet him back.
David goes in the washroom to freshen up. Meanwhile, I was thinking of something these past few days. And I hope David grants me this wish for the sake of my happiness. David walks out from the walk in closet already in his pajamas.
"David," I get his attention.
"Yes" he says.
"I want to talk about something very important."
" It's already quite late Rosalia, will speak tomorrow morning" he replies.
"But it's very important. We need to talk right now please," I plead.
"Ok, let's hear it." He says.
"David please let me go. I can't take this anymore. I need my freedom." I request him.
"What, What did you say ?" He says with raised voice.
"I want divorce. If you have ever thought of me as your best friend and have ever loved me in your life as a friend than please let me go," I whisper.
"I can't," he says.
"Why ?" I ask.
"I said I can't. Don't you get it" He raises his voice at me again.
"Whatever your reason is I want out," I reply firmly.
"Shut the hell up," he slaps me. He grabs me and pushes me near the wall, but my foot gets stuck in the table and I slip. I cry out, as pain shoots through my ankle.
As if that is not enough, he pulls a chunk of my hair and roughly pulls back.
"Aahhh, David you're hurting me." He slaps me again" I scream.
"It's hurting you, what about me whom you're hurting daily with your escapades with your lovers."
"What are you talking about David," I question him confusingly.
"I have never been with any man but you. How can you even think like that" I state brokenly.
"Don't lie to me you w***e,"
"I have not once cheated on you. I don't know from where your getting all this ridiculous notion. If you have been my true friend you would know that I'm not that kind of girl. Rather believing on false news you should have confronted me." I hiss at him.
"I," He stammers.
I cut him by saying " If you had just trusted me, that is your best friend and now your wife once, we both would have been saved from this heartache. It's all because of you." I sob.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me." He whispers brokenly.
"I might forgive you but I can never forget what you have done to me to our friendship"
"Marriage is a sacred relationship where you trust, respect and Honour your soulmate."
"There was neither in our relationship. You have made a joke of our marriage by breaking all the vows."
After saying that, I was about to walk out from the room but I remember I had to ask him on what basis did he accuse me of cheating.
"Why did you believe someone else over your own wife who was your best friend."
He winces as I say was for our 'friendship.'
"Show me those photos on which basis you have accused me of cheating. Does any of those photos show my face." I ask.
"No all photos are naked. They show the exact same tattoo which you have on you right side of the neck."
"Being in this business you should have known that photos which you have seen could be edited as well. Because I'm damn sure I have not cheated on you. Show me the photos right now." I say sternly.
"I take the photos from him and check them. The girl in this pics has the tattoo on her left side while I have it on the right side. How can you be such a fool."
Understanding dawns on him.
"Oh my good. I have made a fool out of myself. Rose I'm sorry I have hurt you a lot please give me this one chance."
" As I said I can forgive but never forget. And as for the chance I don't think I have it in my heart to give you another chance and if you want a chance give me divorce and win my hand once again." I say.
"Ok, I will do it. I will give you divorce, only to win you back again." He replies with determination.
"Good luck with that" I say. As I was about to leave the housekeeper says that there is someone on the front gate asking for help as their car broke down.
"Ok we will be there in a minute," says David and leaves.
After some time I also walk and It's Mr. Salvatore. They greet me as I enter the living room. I greet them with a tight lipped smile and take a seat beside David stiffly as my ankle is still throbbing painfully. I can feel his stare on me but I don't look up.
After some time they leave. I walk and stand near the window. I remember all the pain I had suffered because of an unknown person who has framed me. I feel my cheeks wet with my tears. I wipe them with the back of my hand and go to my room as this evening conversation with David has drained my energy.
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