V - Mariella

Elaine's Point of View

I sighed when Montemayor still hadn't put me down no matter how hard I tried. Looks like I don't have a choice but to talk with Kaizer in front of him.

“Kaizer, what are you doing here? How did you know I was here?” I asked because I don't know why he suddenly showed up here in Montemayor's mansion when I haven't called my father yet because I'm afraid he would panic.

“Wife, how did you know him?” Montemayor asked with his brow tugging upwards.

I don't like our position. He was holding my waist while I'm on his shoulder. And I'm facing Kaizer like a freaking snake.

“I'm not your wife. And can you please put me down?” I said while moving my body again, but he changed my position. He's now carrying me like I'm his bride. What was he doing? Kaizer might think something!

I tapped my forehead because of embarrassment, but Kaizer pulled my hand. “Elaine, we're going home. You want to see your father, right?” he asked. Sadness was evident in his voice. The truth is, I don't know how to say to my father why I'm here.

I was about to speak when Montemayor interrupted, “What do you think you're doing, jackass?” he asked. When I look at him, I saw his thick brows furrowing like he's not agreeing with Kaizer.

“It's obvious that Elaine wants to go home. Just let her go and look for someone suitable for your shit,” Kaizer answered back. His hold tightened around my hand and the tension went high. I sighed.

“Stop it, okay? Yes, yes, I want to go home already, but it's rude to leave without saying thank you to Montemayor. I should thank him for saving my life. And how did you know I'm here? Care to explain, Kaizer?” I asked while raising a brow at him. Looks like he's hiding something from me.

Is it the wedding? If that's what he's hiding, then I want to know what's his connection to Montemayor.

“I just followed you, that's it,” he directly answered, but I'm not convinced. It's obvious that he's lying. I need to know the full story of why my father had a debt to the Montemayors.

“Be honest. Do you know something about what Montemayor was saying?” I asked him. He averted his gaze from me like he's gonna say something he shouldn't.

“Wife, he is my co-mafia. Can we continue in the dining room? He's just wasting our time,” Montemayor said which made my mouth gape. What? Kaizer's his co-mafia? Then he knew something.

I quickly pulled my hand from Kaizer's grip. He should've said the truth to me, that they know something about the wedding so I wouldn't have to place myself in a dangerous situation just to know more about that thing.

“Elaine, wait, I'm going to explain. Don't be mad at me,” Kaizer shouted while following us.

I sighed at what's happening, but he shouldn't be involved with this because it's our family who has a debt to the Montemayors.

“Kaizer, it's fine. You don't have to explain. Can you inform my father that I'm here so he would not worry? I'm in good hands with my soon-to-be husband,” I said and forced a smile. I can't lie to Kaizer, but I don't want him to get involved with our family's issue, especially that he's Louis' co-mafia.

“But it's not—”

Montemayor cut him off. “You heard my wife. Leave now and don't interrupt us again. We will be having our good time later,” Montemayor mocked. Kaizer bit his lips which means he's irritated.

“Fuck you. If you lay your hands on Elaine, I will kill you, Louis,” Kaizer angrily said and glared at Montemayor who didn't even flinch with what he said.

“I will just sleep with her in our bed later,” Montemayor answered. That made Kaizer's blood boil. He took out his gun that shocked me. What's happening with them?

“Shoot,” Montemayor challenged him while grinning.

“You guys are not kids anymore. Could you two please stop? I'm fine, Kaizer, don't worry about me. And you, Montemayor, I will kick you!” I shouted at them while trying to kick Montemayor's face because he's still carrying me.

Kaizer turned around and said, “Thank Elaine because she's here because if not, you will be seeing Lucifer, he said and walked away.

I sighed. “Fine. I agree with the wedding. But in one condition,” I said while trying not to look at him. I can't still move on with what he said in front of Kaizer.

“What is it?” he asked while we're walking down the stairs. I'm mesmerized by the chandelier hanging in the ceiling, but what amazed me more was the design of his mansion.

“Wow,” I mumbled while looking around. Damn, Montemayor's rich.

I jumped to escape from his grip. He was shocked by what I did. I just did the peace sign and looked at the big shelf full of books. I love books, especially Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes. And because I don't have the money to buy his books, I just searched his books online.

I was trying to reach the book about Sherlock Holmes, but it's too high that I had to climb, but because of climbing, the shelf fell. Montemayor hugged me before it even fell. When I opened my eyes and realized our position, I pushed him.

He was holding the shelf when the book fell. I picked them up when someone spoke from behind me.

“Ma'am, let me do that. The dinner's ready for the two of you,” an old woman said. Her eyes were brown. Aging was evident because of her wrinkles, but she's still beautiful.

“I'll help you,” I offered but she refused. She said that there are maids to help her clean this. I just nodded and sadly followed a woman to the dining room.

“Wife, do you want anything?” Montemayor asked while we're walking. I just want to hold Sherlock Holmes, but I can't reach it because of my height.

“Nothing,” I said. After a long walk, we stopped in front of a huge door. Salle à Manger was written on it, but I can't understand the language.

“Dining room, it's just translated in French,”

Montemayor said like he knew what I was thinking.

When the woman opened the door, a huge table made of marble greeted us. At the center of it was a vase full of roses.

“Here, let me help you.” Montemayor pulled a chair for me. I don't know why he's nice to me now when earlier, he almost wanted me to be eaten by a tiger.

“Thank you,” I answered and sat on the chair. The dishes were being prepared by chefs.

A woman was about to put me some rice on when I stole the spoon from her. “It's fine, I can handle it,” I said and smiled.

“And, oh, about the condition, Montemayor,” I reminded him while scooping some rice. He looked at me and waited for what I would say.

I was about to say something when someone entered the door that made me stop. A man wearing a tuxedo stopped in front of Montemayor.

“Oh, I see you're having dinner with one of your flings,” he said and looked at me.

“Well, sorry to interrupt, but I found information about Mariella and she is in the hospital right now,” he continued. Montemayor stood up.

“Excuse me, wife,” he said and kissed me on the forehead and went outside with the man.

Who's that Mariella? Is she that important to Montemayor that he had someone monitor her whereabouts?