Dear Ex-Wife You Are MINE (Victoria and Alessandro)

VICTORIA'S POV

I walked inside the company with curious eyes on me, and some gazes were particularly filled with disgust.

This is the after-effect of the drama that happened at the auction. It went viral because of some enthusiastic people. Surely, tomorrow it will cover headlines.

This is how media works. One juicy piece of news is enough for them to add more drama to it and earn money.

I ignored the gazes on me and slowly walked into my office. Jayden dropped me here. Though he insisted on not coming to work today, I came back.

Staying at home would only increase my anxiety thinking about the drama. Especially Alessandro's unannounced support toward Camilla. So, I decided to do some work.

I opened my new design book. Currently, I am trying to figure out the inspiration for a necklace. I want something gorgeous yet simple at the same time. Something would look elegant on everyone and every tone.

While thinking of my new design, my phone beeped with a text. Thinking it might be Daniel, I opened it only to frown.

Unexpectedly, it's a text from Alessandro. I don't understand why he was after me when we were divorced! He is the center of all the drama happening for a few days.

I initially wanted to ignore it but couldn't suppress my curiosity and read it.

'Do you have some time to spare? I want to meet with you.' - Alessandro

Meet? With him? Yeah, of course. A mad dog does not bite me to do that.

With time, this man started appearing shameless before me. I don't know why I didn't notice his ridiculous behaviors before.

Is that how love blind people? Well, maybe.

I turned the phone off and kept it aside again. Even though I read his text clearly, I'm not gonna reply. Meeting him would again cause drama and anxiety, which is bad for my health.

However, my fate wasn't much on my side today as I received another text from him shortly after the first one.

'Victoria, if you don't reply to this text, I will find you in your office. I will wait there till you don't show up.'

Is he threatening me? Fucking asshole! How dare he!?

I felt devastated. Is this man crazy? Hasn't he already been insulted enough today that he is now requesting more? What is it that he desires from me?

The pink diamond ring he couldn't afford for his girlfriend in the auction? Even if he does want that, I don't have it.

Immediately, I wanted to deny him, but he was stubborn and might end up in the office again.

Reluctantly, I pressed the words on the keyboard.

"Location and time."

Immediately after my text, his text popped up with the Location and time.

He was so desperate that he wanted to meet right now. What an irony!

However, I went to the cafe he invited me to without delay. Of course, Alessandro Devonte has a posh taste, and according to his choice, he selected the best cafe in NYC. Finding his huge, handsome figure wasn't a hassle when I walked inside.

With the same dark suit on, he was sitting at the table, and as usual, his handsome figure garnered people's attention. Men and women, all of them.

Most men are jealous of his lifestyle and achievements, and women are drooling, doesn't matter married or unmarried.

I used to be one of them even a month ago, but not anymore. I don't want a handsome or rich guy for myself, but a man who knows how to respect and value his partner.

As soon as I walked toward his table, his attention fell on me, and he stood up, giving me his most charming smile.

My heart churned to see him closely again. This smile he never gave me in those three years ever. Well, he hardly ever spares a glance at me.

Does he use this smile toward Camilla? He does, right? After all, she is his girlfriend. That particular thought clenched my heart with a cold grip.

He didn't even take a day to get out of the divorce and started dating Camilla. Now, I don't believe he wasn't in any relationship with her when we were still married.

I felt bitter as the thoughts of them keeping affairs ran through my mind. And in no time, I was disgusted just by his presence around me.

Still, I am here, ain't I? Let's just end this here and go back home. After this meeting, I don't think I can concentrate on any work.

I positioned myself across from him and elegantly crossed my legs.

"So, what is it you want to say? Do it quickly. I still have something to do." I said, lying at the last part.

In reality, I don't have anything to do but go home and maybe mourn over the situation.

He nodded his head before scratching his neck. "Sure, I won't keep you busy much. It's just..."

Before he could finish his words, one waitress approached us enthusiastically. A bit out of her profession as she kept ogling Alessandro. This is not new to me. People, especially women, are always attracted to him.

"What would you like to order, sir?" She asked, her all attention on him as if I did not exist.

Though I have never been on a date with Alessandro in our married life, I had to accompany him to business dinners, and this situation used to hurt me a lot.

Now, this didn't hurt, but it's annoying. However, what happened next was surprising.

Alessandro turned his gaze to me and asked. "What would you like to take?"

I watched him for a moment and then shook my head.

"I am not here to drink, thank you." I know my tone is rude, but I couldn't care less. My emotions are getting out of my control after pregnancy.

Alessandro's face turned gloomy, but he covered it beautifully with his usual blank expression and sent the waitress back without ordering anything.

She didn't censure and walked away with a smile on her face. Her behavior was out of my knowledge, and I didn't even try to understand it.

I rushed Alessandro to say his words because I needed to go back.

Putting on his serious face, his gaze locked to mine. "You had a confrontation with Camilla today, don't mess with her again."

The moment those words fell from his lips, they pinched my heart the hardest way possible. It was a good enough reason when I thought he wanted to meet for the ring. Because what he just said is very hurtful as well as disrespectful.

It seemed all the blame settled on me as if I was the one who started the drama every time.

A bitter smirk curved my lips as disgust coursed through me more.

"Great advice, Mr. Devonte. But I hope you won't be blinded too much by the love that you stop regarding the facts. If you remembered the past incidents, it was always your girlfriend or a familiar member who started the scene, not me."

Alessandro blinked a few times as if it was hard to process my words. Then shook his head. "No, you understand it wrong, Victoria..."

He wracked his fingers in his hair, seeming a little nervous for some reason.

"I didn't mean you are wrong. I am just worried she might hurt you, Victoria. She can..."

My patience broke, and I raised my hand, stopping him in the mid-sentence.

"Stop it, Alessandro." And he did. However, it would have been better if he had stopped earlier, as I was close to punching him in the face.

Two-facing should have some limits, and he is crossing them now. I don't care if he loves his all-time girlfriend and starts his life with him. I wouldn't allow him or no one else to blame me wrongly.

"Are you afraid your girlfriend may be bullied, Mr. Devonte?" I asked as direct as I could.