Chapter 2 BROKEN

TWO: BROKEN

FEW WEEKS AGO

"Luca!".

A voice rang out, it echoed through the restaurant, and every head turned towards the entrance.

Luca's eye twitched as he looked up. He is a young-looking guy with a pointed nose and an oval-shaped head, he stared earnestly at the figure at the entrance.

"Mia..." he muttered, lips barely moving.

His hold tightened on the glass cup and he bit his lips hard as he stared at her.

It was true. Whoever tipped her off hadn't lied.

He was right here in a god-damned restaurant with a red-haired in front of him when he was supposed to be out of the country, she fucking bade him goodbye at the airport hours ago

Her legs trembled. She took a step forward, heart hammering, palms soaked in sweat. Still Luca didn't move. He just sat there, staring at her like a puppet without strings.

He didn't care.

He doesn't give a damn if she caught him cheating, he long since lost spark for her, they were probably done ages ago.

That realization hit harder than the betrayal itself, she stopped moving.

Her heart thump fast against her chest , reality hit her hard , her legs shook in her high heels.

She swallowed hard, and it tasted so bitter. A broken smile tugged at her lips, her eyes reddened instantly as tears threatened to fall.

"It hurts," she whispered to herself, barely audible.

He was a jerk till the end, every stare around her stings, still he didn't look away. Neither did the red-haired She just sat there too, knowing. They both knew. but why wouldn't she turn around to look at her?

It dawned on her again, she had been the only one left in the dark, he had been playing her all along.

Nah! he wouldn't let him see her tears, she turned back abruptly and like a madman, she ran out of the restaurant.

It was a hotel. Thank God. She stumbled into the bar, grabbed a stool, and collapsed on it.

She finally broke down, raw sobs wracking her body.

A helpless soul.

She poured herself a drink and gulped it down

"That heartless bastard, that nonchalant fool that loser " she slurred, voice cracking.

"I loved you, Luca, thanks for ruining me bastard" she yelled and poured herself another drink.

"AAh she cried

Time blurred. Bottles piled around her. Her heart felt hollow.

She brought out her phone from her pocket and dialed a number it rang but there was no answer, she smiled painfully and dialed another number and it went through.

"Mia?" the voice called.

No response.

"Mia, are you okay?"

No response

"Talk to me, Mia, why aren't you saying anything...

"Bianca ...I.. he cheated "That's all that it takes for her to burst into tear

She didn't wait for a reply before ending the call.

"you could cry yourself into a coma and he wouldn't ." her mind whispered bitter truths.

She hiccupped, wiped her tears with the back of her hand and stood up, she staggered continuously as she walked to an unknown destination inside the hotel.

She stumbled, laughing and crying in turns as she made her way to the elevator, she entered and pressed a button unconsciously and she fell to the floor.

A few minutes later, the elevator stopped and she dragged herself out. She didn't know exactly where she was going.

She just wanted to be away from this version of herself, she wanted Luca to regret everything.

A wrong turn landed her at the door of a suite and she started to bang at the door continuously.

"Mom, open the door, I am home ...

"Mom, open up or I might just faint here" she screamed at the top of her voice as she pouted her lips.

Suddenly, the door opened and a man appeared.

Mia stopped screaming and smiled brightly at him.

"Oh, you are not mama?" she brushed past him without waiting for permission and entered the suite, she walked straight to the sofa and slept off instantly.

His brows knit into a harsh scowl.

"What the hell?" he muttered and dialed a number, the call was picked up instantly.

" An intruder, come get her out" he muttered, he had a deep-toned voice.

Immediately after he ended the call, Mia suddenly stood up back and broke into another round of tears.

She looks up at the man in the room and pins her lips together.

"Would you like to have sex with me?" she blurted out and the man frowned Intensely.

"I know I sound weird right now, but can you ..." she whispered, eyes glassy.

He stared earnestly at her and rolled his eyes "What the deuce is she saying?".

"Watch your words, young lady. You don't know what you're asking for," he said and walked towards the mini-bar behind the sitting room, he picked up a cigarette and lit it up.

Mia stood up and went to him.

"I just want to end it... can you...I'm a virgin, is that tempting enough ". Her voice cracking under the weight of desperation.

"You are drunk," he said.

"Am not ..." she clarified.

The man scrutinized the lady in front of him and narrowed his eyes. Whatever she was going through to make her want to make this rash decision was none of his business, but she was beautiful, her puffy red eyes and her messy hair couldn't hide that fact.

"You should leave ... "He was about to say when Mia let loose her dress, her red lingerie was the only thing remaining on her.

"curvy" was an understatement, she was perfect.

"Red..." The man growled, Mia was too far gone to question the strange intensity in his voice.

He moves closer to her and closes the gap between them.

"You brought this upon yourself young lady" he whispered to her ear and before she could process what he meant, his lips were on her neck and his fingers were on her bra strap, pulling against it.