Does he really love me or was it an obsession?

It must be a blinded obsession or else why would he prefer watching me cry for my whole life rather than letting me go?

It is an obsession definitely!

Everything I said on our dinner date made no sense to him. He just had ears open and heart closed and my heart went numb from all the pain I was experiencing.

His confession made my heart skip a beat and for one second I had a thought of staying with him forever but then again, how will I be staying with him? What will I do staying with him? Unless I sought out the mess of my life, staying with him will never bring love in my heart.

"What are you thinking so deeply?" Phoebe asked narrowing her eyes in concern.

Mr. Giant invited Niccolo and Phoebe to our wedding and I was shocked to know that... that Niccolo and Phoebe are married?

How did that happen?

I was so curious to hear how Niccolo found her and how the heck they got married. It was still a puzzle to me.

"About my messed up life." I sighed and looked towards her with yet again curiosity filling my mind. "I want to know the journey of you getting married to Niccolo. How did he find you." She heaved and shook her head as if she doesn't want to tell that secret to anyone.

"Not now, Sienna. Not now. I will tell you everything when we are alone, probably after your wedding." She said her eyes turned towards dancing Val.

It was my bachelorette party in Bianchi mansion with loud music, years old wine and alcohol, fresh flowers, booming loud music and dizzying spot lights and two friends to enjoy with. Val and Phoebe.

Val said about some entertainment and said that she will bring some male stripper's for fun. But Mr. Bianchi caught them while entering the mansion and he warned them that he will shoot them with his German double barrel gun.

He even whispered in my ear huskily that if anyone is striping for me, it would be him. He even bit my ear playfully while saying so.

I huffed at this multi personality person.

By day after tomorrow I will be Mrs. Leonardo Bianchi if I didn't pay him the remaining 140 million dollars.

Just two night, how will I pay him off?

"Phoebe, can I... Can I ask you a favor?" I stuttered, feeling jittery for asking such a huge favor from a sister like person.

"Um... yes tell me what is it."

"I... can you lend me a few dollars in cash?" I asked carefully not revealing the exact amount from the start itself. I hope she says yes.

Please God Please, let her have some money.

"I can't, Sienna. I don't even have a single dollar on me." She looked like she was fed up of something.

"All these months, not only yours but my life also took a drastic turn. So much happened all these months that I lost the Niccolo I used to know for thirteen years. Whom I married is the new Niccolo who is insecure, over possessive and a lot more controlling."

"What do you mean?" I asked petrified at Phoebe's description of her husband. Never had I heard Phoebe talk bad about Niccolo. Never Ever! He was always apple of her eyes and loves him so much that she doesn't care about her own life if situations demand.

"He always thinks I would leave him and go somewhere. Before all this happened, he was ignoring me and was acting like a stranger. One day, he suddenly took me to the registrar officer and registered our marriage. So after marrying me, he locked my bank account under his name and doesn't let a coin land in my hand. Whatever I need or want, anything, he would get me without a word but never has he let me have money in my hand. Trust me, last time I saw a dollar bill was when he took me to an Indian restaurant for dinner and tipped the waiter. And it was almost months ago."

Woah!

Why is it that every misery among a couple begins with money?

Here, Leonardo is not releasing me in the name of debt and there, Niccolo is holding all her accounts so that she doesn't leave him which is not true?

Money is the main problem in building a relationship or destroying it. I wonder, if there's any person or a couple ever made up their lives without this hindrance called 'money'.

"Last night he brought a bottle of vintage wine to celebrate our 13th anniversary and drank everything by himself saying I don't deserve it. And the reason for deserving it is because according to him I don't love him enough and only he loves me." She said in disbelief and I had to pick my ears to check if I heard right or wrong.

When did Niccolo become like that?

God!

"Girrlzzzz, see what we have h-here. A tasty whisssky" Val giggled coming towards us and landing on the soft couch with a thud. She looked at the upset creases on my and Phoebe's face and giggled as if she knew everything.

How can this woman, who is so sweet and humble, be Mr. Giant's sister?

"Valentina, seems like you had a lot of alcohol in your system." Phoebe said and shook her head in concern while I brought a glass of ice water for Val.

She will be waking up to a thunder storm in head for sure.

"Val, drink the water." I brought the glass to her lips attempting for her to drink but she refused instead giving me a large glass of scotch.

Dear angels! I'm so grateful that she got a trusted Nanny to take care of cutie.

"You are so lucky that Niccolo loves you sooooo much." Val stuttered and giggled. Phoebe smiled her ever so famous innocent knowing smile and said "But he doesn't trust me anymore. I am not allowed to walk without him anywhere outside his mansion. Even now I could come here because he was also coming with me. I love him but I don't want him be stuck with me lifelong. What should I do now??" Phoebe sighed in disappointment.

Val took a glass of scotch that was nearby and drank it and whispered "That's easy!"

"How?" Phoebe asked her with curiosity.

" Get pregnant by him and help him create his own socket team. The more number of babies you have with him the more his male ego satisfies and then he will let you breathe your freedom. Then you can live your own lives." Val said like she is preaching. Phoebe looked at her horrified at the idea and sighed at now drunk Val.

"Umm...same applies for you to Sienna. My brother will not settle until he have a kid with you" she said leaving me and Phoebe shocked.

****

"And you have a handsome king, you won the game" Phoebe said to Val after a while when were playing cards.

On hearing the word 'king', Val's happy smiling face rearranged in to a one of those fierce scowls.

"Had. Not have. I had a king who is a dirty, cunning, stupid and an idiot in his own royal a**. He is a crooked face fox. A rogue wolf with dirty paws. He is son of a chameleon. I hate him." Val heaved and punched the pillow throwing cards everywhere. Her eyes were red and her fists so strong that she can punch a hard wall to ruins.

Uh-huh!

"Val, I think you need to rest. Come let's get you to your room." My small figure tried to lift her tall drunken one and failed utterly.

Phoebe held the other hand of Val and helped me but the whining and wailing Val is far too heavy for two people to manage.

Oh dear!

"You need to m-marry my Leo as soon as possible." Val whispered suddenly making me stop in my attempts of dragging her. Her eyes were droopy and she was trying to keep herself from falling sleep.

What... did she mean by that?

"Huh? W-what do you mean, Val" I asked sitting beside her and shaking her to stay awake.

"Hmm?" She asked in a drowsy state.

"What do you mean I should marry you brother as soon as possible? Why is that?" I asked feeling terrible vibes in the pit of my stomach.

Never had Val said something like this ever. What she said just now brought a terror inside me. Why should I marry her brother soon?

"He s-should marry y-y-you quickly before- " She paused saying what she was about to and curled up in the couch.

No No... what was she about to say?

"Before? Before what Val" I shook her violently and Phoebe helped me shake her awake.

"Val, open you eyes and say before what? What were you about to tell?" I was so stunned suddenly that the flow of conversation suddenly brought a negative feeling to me.

"Huh? Huh... before... you... before..."

"Yes, tell me. Before what?

"Before – you know about it." She gasped softly and fell into a slumber.

It?

Before I know about it?

What is it?

Is it anyway relating to me?

Why was she so worried about me knowing about something?

What exactly is going on?