Falling For The Blind Billionaire (Book 1)

Chapter 3: The Conclusion

"I know you're looking at me now, Signorina Molinero. I can feel you staring at me, I might be blind, but I can handle it."

Can he feel me? This man is not just rude but strange. With the last confidence remaining in me, I cleared my throat.

" I want to clear my conscience. I don't know what happened yesterday, not alone knew how I arrived at your hotel room Signore, but don't worry, I will not care about what had happened, sir, I'll put it in the past." I pull the hem of my blouse nervously that maybe he won't even reply to me; his eyes are just starting at the glass.

But I was shocked when he replied. "You want to repudiate after sleep, Signorina?" The last word came out very slutty and cheap. I turned to look at him again.

"I-" My words were nowhere to be heard, and I was speechless.

"I might be blind, Signorina Molinero. I might have been away from the spotlight for long, but I  bet you, Signorina Molinero. I'm not an irresistible person, and it's better to get married to you than to your gold digger best friend." He spat out of resentment, and the word came out harsh.

"I know they framed you, Signorina Molinero, but you were not smart enough to get to know what is happening. Just imagine you were fooled by two persons who you consider worthy. All thanks to them, you belong to me, and it doesn't matter if you were framed, but at least you are saved and in good hands." He rests his hand on his lap.

What an obnoxious and rude man.

"You..." I clench my teeth in anger. "You're just a lewd blind man, we don't even know each other not to talk about catching the feeling for each other, you can't even see me see how miserable I look, you're here talking about me being yours, I belong to nobody Signore Caruso and I will not marry you, never." My breath came out rapidly.

"Signorina Molinero, do you think you're are doing me a favor? If I were not blind, I would never choose a middle-class girl like you, and you think the media will believe you? The only people who know the truth that you are innocent are your parents, your so-called ex-boyfriend, and your girlfriend. I'll give you a chance to think about it." He folds his arms to his chest.

This is too much for a day and a half. "Dream on! I won't marry you, Signore Nicolo Caruso. You're just too much." I yelled furiously with acrimony dyed between my tongue, not caring to know if the maid and the driver were in the car with us.

"Stop! the car." He order. With a screech, the car stopped, the driver got down and opened the back door.

"Signorina Molinero! Please." He gestures for me to get out of the car.

I got out, and he closed the door. The maid rewinds down the vehicle's shield so that Signore Nicolo could give me a card which I snatched from him instantly. It was written on it 'Nicolo Caruso, with his cell phone number.

"I can wait for your reply. However, your parents can't wait that long, Signorina." With a frown, he made a hand gesture for the driver to pull to the road, and they drove away, leaving me in the middle of an empty street; how inhuman, I looked at the black Benz as it disappeared with no sign.

Ring!!! Ring!!! Ring!!!

My phone vibrates in my bag, and I bring it out to see Viola Moretti's name pops on the screen. Immediately I declined the call; a message came in from Viola, I opened it.

Giselle Molinero, if you don't want the media to get hold of what you did last night, you better come to the Villa instantly.

My heart came to be heavy; I dialed her number; it rang once, then she picked up.

PHONE CONVERSATION

"hey viola, what are you trying to do?" I yelled over the phone. She started laughing, making me feel irritated; what have I ever done to Viola to receive such treatment from her? is it because she wants Pietro?

"Gisella, I told you already, if you don't want to get married to Nicolo Caruso, you are left with no choice about it! Because Pietro and I recorded what you two did last night, if you don't want me to lick out the video, you better listen to me. Can't you sacrifice your love for Pietro and your happiness for your best friend?" she spat out mockingly, trying to hold in her laugh.

"VIOLA! Cosa c'è di sbagliato in te? " I screamed out in frustration.

but she continued. "It's for your good if you don't want to get married, so be it. Anyway, know that your parents will be more affected by this too because they will be the ones to pay dearly for it. Just make this sacrifice, or else Mr. Giuseppe will ensure your family's small business will surely go bankrupt. Just get married to Nicolo, the blind man, and I'll marry Pietro, the love of my life, Il Mio bel Principe" she ended the call with a short laugh.

Why is Viola treating me like this? what have I done? is it because of Pietro? Standing in the middle of the empty street feeling weak, betrayed, and frustrated, I've always been the satisfactory one. I looked up to the clear blue sky and again, down to my feet. I grasped my phone tightly and wiped away my disappointing tears; I took out the card and dialed; on the second ring, someone picked.

"Hello, Sir Nicolo Caruso, I agree to marry you." I spout out in defeat.

WORLD TRANSLATION

<<ITALIAN>> Il Mio bel Principe

<<ENGLISH>>my handsome prince

<<ITALIAN>>Cosa c'è di sbagliato in te?

<<ENGLISH>>What is wrong with you?

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