Chapter 2 Domenico Moretti

Kiara stood there in the middle of the living room, her eyes turning teary at the moans she was hearing.

Removing her shoes, she tiptoed quietly to the TV unit and grabbed her passport and other important documents that belonged to her and shoved them in her bag, maintaining the silence.

"Don't you think Kiara might come?" Bianca asked in between while Kiara was zipping her bag, waiting for his response.

Is it a spur of a moment thing? She thought, hoping this was the first time.

"She never found out about us for the past two years, she won't find out about us now. She's too dumb to discover this babe, you need to chill" Enzo groaned, the sound of skin slapping against each other made Kiara gag in disgust.

"But you need to tell her about us, love. I don't want you marrying that bitch" hearing hate in Bianca's tone clenched something in Kiara's heart.

Realisation dawned up on her. She was being played. She was never his choice, never the girl he planned to wed, and that hurts more than anything.

"I am not going to marry her either, but it would be fun to see her face when we leave her alone at the wedding chapel and marry right in front of her" the hatred in Enzo's tone was palpable.

"Why?" Kiara whispered, looking at her engagement ring.

"Isn't it too harsh? You're doing all this just because she rejected you in high school?" Bianca gave the answer she needed.

"In front of the whole school without any remorse. She had it coming" Enzo gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with anger as he nibbled Bianca's neck, his hands grabbing her waist.

"Weren't you the one who proposed that way just to force her to say yes?" Bianca threw her head back, grabbing a fistful of his hair, arching her back.

"Shh baby" Enzo whispered, going down on her for the second time.

A shiver ran down Kiara's spine hearing their voices, her heart turning cold as she snatched the ring off her finger, sitting on the couch, taking a deep breath.

"They're not worth the tears I am willing to spill for them" she whispered, chanting it like a mantra as she closed her eyes, thinking of the next move.

She would snatch those smiles right off their faces if she just says a word to her dad or her brother, but why would she when she can have the last laugh herself?

Something shifted in her as she heard her best friend and fiance pound into each other like animals and when she opened her eyes this time, they were filled with fury and anger instead of pain and tears.

"You want a game, I will give you hurricane, Enzo Grimaldi. Kiara Singhania is coming for you" She muttered angrily, walking to the balcony that's furthest from the bedroom and dialled a number.

"What is it Princess?" She heard an irritating sigh from the other side, which she conveniently ignored.

"No questions asked, I want you to do something for me. I'll owe you one" Kiara stated, jumping directly into her plan.

"Is The Kiara Singhania owing me something in future? Oh, whose life are you burning? Come on, I'll do it for you" She heard her first cousin's playful tone and she could imagine his expression.

"Notch it down a bit, Nico, I can hear you smirk all the way here" she huffed, glaring at the sun.

"Fine, what is it?" he asked seriously, nodding at his assistant.

"I want you to cancel the passports and visas of Enzo Grimaldi and Bianca De Rosa. And take their jobs away from them permanently" Kiara wrapped her hand around the railing, clutching it tightly like she's holding on to her life.

"Bianca? Isn't she your friend?" he asked doubtfully.

"I said no questions. They're dirty people and you can find dirt on them" Kiara shifted the topic.

"Do you think I run airports here, little one? Banning their passports and visas?" He asked, his tone now filled with seriousness.

"Domenico Moretti, I am asking you for the last time, are you doing that for me? You told me you have people at interpol" Kiara's tone was clipped and Domenico understood the depth of the situation.

"I'll do it, but I can't take it back if you want me to undo this someday, so are you sure about this?" He asked, frowning at the screen.

"Yes Nico. I am sure. They deserve it. Be as cruel as you can get" she hung up without a thank you, knowing his mood might shift any moment.

She quickly went back to the couch and sat on it, tapping her fingers on her mobile, waiting for Bianca and Enzo to get done with their deed so that she can announce the good news.

She smirked when her eyes fell on Enzo's mother's urn that sits right beside the TV.

She walked to the common bathroom in the hallway after grabbing it and removed the lid on the way, dialling his number with another hand.

"Oh shit she's calling" She could hear Enzo exclaim from the bedroom.

"Ignore it" Bianca moaned, wrapping her hands around his neck.

He lifted the call despite Bianca's request and put it on speaker.

"Hey babe, how's the shopping going?" Kiara heard the love in his tone and scrunched her face in disgust.

"I can hear you and Bianca fucking from the hallway washroom, why don't you collect your mother's ashes from the toilet?" Kiara asked sweetly while dumping the ashes in the toilet without any regret.

She heard a pause. And then rustling jeans.

"You don't have time to dress up buddy" She smirked, hung up the call and opened the camera in her mobile while continuing to dump the ashes.

"Don't you fucking dare play with me" Enzo roared, his facade falling apart as he opened the door of his bedroom angrily with his jeans worn but unzipped, Bianca following right behind him with a duvet wrapped around her body, looking all sweaty and messy.

"Darling, you wanted to play." Kiara paused, emptying the last of the ashes while looking right into his eyes as she pressed the recording button on the video.

"You started the game, but Kiara Singhania is the only winner" Kiara continued coldly, putting the glass urn vase aside and pressed flush with one hand while stopping the recording.

"You didn't just flush my mother's ashes" he clenched his jaw, his eyes flashing with anger as he took a step forward.

"Oh is that my best friend that got fucked by you? Guess what? I fucked you now" she pointed at the flushing toilet with no regret on her face, her words cutting deep in Bianca who was already burying in the humiliation.

"Babe, I didn't fuck him. It's not what it looks like" Bianca said with tears in her eyes, grabbing Enzo's hand to stop him from hurting Kiara.

"Save that crocodile tears for my ex-fiance" Kiara fished out the engagement ring from her pocket that was worth a million euros and tossed it into the toilet too.

"You want to humiliate me by standing me up at the wedding chapel? How about this? I got both of your passports and visas cancelled. You can't travel anymore" Kiara took a threatening step forward while grabbing the empty urn to hit him if he made a move.

Enzo glared at her, without moving an inch.

"I snatched your jobs away forever, and now your mom's down the toilet. If you stoop low, I'll stoop lower, Enzo" she stood a step away from him, her eyes set right on his with anger he never saw before.

"And the video goes to both of your parents, so you can explain to them what it is. And oh Enzo, Bianca is fucking your brother too, maybe you can have threesome with them someday" Kiara smirked, lighting matches between them.

She heard Bianca gasp, her eyes going wide in horror. That was supposed to be a secret.

"And Bianca, darling. Even Enzo's brother is going to see that video. If I see any of you near me again, I am going to light both of you up in flames" Kiara warned them and grabbed her bag before smashing the urn on the ground and walked away, leaving destruction behind.