All Aboard the Fun And Magical Road to Vengeance

Luna's POV

When I arrived home I spotted Lorenzo's car parked in the garage so I knew he finally came home —just in time for my request.

Getting off my car and entering the house I saw Lorenzo's suitcase by the sala and the owner of the suitcase nowhere to be seen. So I had no choice but to go to our room to freshen up, but to my surprise I saw Lorenzo snoring on the bed still in his work clothes. He looked exhausted that I felt bad on wanting him to sleep on the couch but he would still be doing a lot of explaining on why he came home 2 days late with no call or text! Did he even think of me? I was worried sick that he might have already died or he was in an accident and he was in some hospital somewhere and he was in a coma or...

... I don't know —dying!

One thing I hate the most other than betrayal is keeping me in the dark because when I don't know things I usually imagine the worst and think of irrational thoughts about the situation with most of the time triggers a panic attack or my brain works too much and my body just stops working and I faint. So screw Lorenzo for making me worry about him!

Deciding not to wake him up and to let him rest I went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. As it has been almost a week of me being here, my things have already been moved and I don't have to smell like Lorenzo all throughout my whole body —yey! Though I must say he smells fantastic, it doesn't suit me very well. It's nice to smell on Lorenzo but not on me.

~10 minutes later~

Having a lovely shower is so relaxing! I've changed into a pair of cotton shirt and shorts before getting out of the bathroom. As I exit the bathroom I saw Lorenzo wide awake and directly staring at me —weird.

"You're awake!"

"Yeah, I was just having a nap. Looks like you just came home from work," he said standing up from the bed and coming near me to get his towel beside the cabinet on my right still not taking his eyes off me.

"Yeah, uhm you go shower and we'll talk later,"

So while Lorenzo was showering I took my laptop to work on some emails and check my schedule for tomorrow. I also asked the maids to prepare dinner at 7 o'clock so that they still had ample time to prepare the food.

More emails and proposal's later Lorenzo came out with stream coming out of the bathroom with just a towel around his hip —how manly, he had toned abs and I was free to look at them. Yum!

He then entered the walk-in closet and changed into a shirt and pants before promptly sitting beside me on the bed.

"So what did you like to talk about, wifey?" he flashed a me a million dollar smile while turning his head to face me.

"Where were you?" I asked closing my laptop and facing him as well.

"In a business trip in Dubai, didn't I already tell you?"

"You told me you were going to be there for only 3 days and it took you 5 days to arrive home!" I crossed my arms and let my anger roll out on to my face.

"The meetings were extended for 2 days and I did try to go home as fast as I could,"

"A text or a call would have been great"

"My phone was being repaired because I accidentally dropped it on the the ground. The screen was broken and it wouldn't turn on so I wasn't able to contact you and I haven't memorized your number so I just gave up and thought I would just explain to you what happened when I got back," he finished his explanation by grabbing my hands with his and adding "you were worried about me weren't you? Don't worry I'll make it up to you,"

"Well I do need something from you,"

"And what is that my dear wife?" Lorenzo cocked his brow.

"I want to be a model of K.M.A."

"Weird, but why?" his eyes filled with curiosity.

"I just need to you to trust me about this and if everything turns to ashes be ready with the firemen," I smiled before kissing him on the cheek and standing up before stopping by the door and saying "and one more thing you must know about me is that an ally is an ally and an enemy is an enemy, so better to just stay with your respective places or face an eternity of hell for as long as you live —by the way it's almost time for dinner come down before 7 P.M.

Lorenzo's POV

So this is what men call "the married life of the UNDERS". My wife is someone I would never want to cross —ever. Though her request is kind of odd. I though she would just ask for a handbag or a jewel as compensation not a job —but my wife is like no other woman I've dated. She seems to not care of my wealth or power —well she does have her own but most people would take advantage of the situation to benefit themselves more. A job as a model is nothing compared to being the CEO of your own company, but who am I to refuse my lovely wife. If she wants to be model then a model she will become —as easy as that.

So I took out my phone and dialed my secretary's cellphone.

"Prepare a modeling contract for my wife and make sure it's the best of the best. You're dead meat if my wife is unhappy with it. Got it? Thanks," and I immediately ended the call. Next I called my private investigator and asked him to investigate my wife. I have the feeling my wife isn't telling me something and I have more than one way to get my answers.

What ever my wife needs I'll be more than happy to give it to her. That's how much I love her —but she shouldn't know about that now. So better keep it a secret. Shhh 🤫