Anthony Cruz Kavran is a 26 year old, Egyptian businessman, with very little experience when it comes to having girlfriends or being in a relationship, by far HAVING A WIFE. His never thought about any goals other then success in his business, to b...
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." - Marilyn Monroe
Enigma of Love
F.N
Juliette's POV
I cry internally as I am finally left in solitude after the wedding. I look around the unfamiliar place, scared, lonely and sick. I wanted to throw up. As I looked outside the huge glass wall, which revealed the spectacular view of the city, I heard the door open and footsteps approaching. He stood, watching but I turned away unable to look at him. he disgusted me.
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"you should sleep" he spoke calmly ignore him, knowing that it was not his fault or mine. After what felt like eternity, more footsteps follows but they were fading footsteps. I turned to see Anthony walk away. probably to his room. I decide that I should also get to bed, as today was a horrifying day, the thought of it made me sick and I don't think I would be able to sleep tonight. I think about what Room I should go to, deciding the smaller room would be empty.
As I open the door and step in, Anthony sat on the bed doing something on his phone and without thinking I shut the door. My brain bleeding from embarrassment, why isn't he in the big decorated room? Am I really having a panic attack? Anthony reaches out to the door and opens it, "Do you wanna come in?" he asked with a tough tone making me jump. I hate him but it wasn't exactly his fault it was my fucking dads and his dads.
"I don't know, I kinda don't wanna talk to you right now" I said politely even though I knew it was mean.
"Your pissed, so am I. Lets not make it too hard for each other. sit down" Anthony says calmly. Unwanted, my lungs let out a sigh, and I walk through the door and sit on the small sofa on one side of the room. My hands fidgeting with my white dress. I wanted to rip it off. throw it away. destroy it. he walks to the bed and takes a seat, silence fills between us. It was so loud I wanted to rip my ears of.
"I hate this" I mumbled, loud enough for him hear and say, "I hate him" he spoke again "Its not even fair, for both of us" I cried, waiting for an answer that I didn't know. Finally I looked up at him who stared at me. His face is so expressionless, unreadable. But it was a beautiful face, his eyes filled with the sky and his face so sharp and defined. His hair was even more beautiful, so nicely done.
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