My Blind Fiancée

Since the day they met at the club, Grecia had been avoiding Mateo. He had tried to contact her, but she didn’t answer his calls.

Later, Mateo went to Clara’s apartment, knocked on the door, and she opened it with a smile.

“I knew you would end up looking for me,” she said when she saw him, smiling. “No stupid woman would give you what I’ve given you.”

“The only fool here is you,” Mateo replied, visibly furious as he remembered what she had done. He reached out and grabbed her by the throat, squeezing tightly. She began to cough, her eyes widening in distress. Mateo’s grip didn’t loosen; he had no intention of hurting her physically, only scaring her away.

Clara couldn’t believe what Mateo was doing. In her twisted imagination, he loved her, and she couldn’t fathom what was happening. After a few minutes, he released her, but to her, it felt like hours.

“Why are you doing this to me?” she cried.

“This is your final warning, Clara,” Mateo warned her sternly.

“Don’t come near me again, especially not Grecia or anyone else in my life.”

“But Mateo, you love me.”

“I don’t love you, understand it once and for all,” Mateo said firmly.

“I want you out of my life. What happened between us was merely a mutual agreement for pleasure. We promised not to involve emotions, and if that changed, we’d part ways. You agreed to that.”

“Mateo, please look at me. I know you’re confused.”

She took his face in her hands, but Mateo quickly slapped them away.

“Try that again, and you won’t make it out alive. You know me; I’ll make sure to ruin you in such a way that you’d wish you were dead. Come to the company tomorrow for your settlement; you’re no longer the main model for my brand.”

Mateo regretted the way he had treated women before meeting Ava, but in any case, they were all familiar with that environment, and they all knew very well that they shouldn’t get emotionally involved. It was just a kind of game, an arrangement where they agreed to give and receive pleasure.

He sent a message to Grecia, although he had lost hope that she would reply, he would continue trying.

“Ciao bella.”

“………” – No response.

“Can we meet?”

“………” – Still no response.

Ava saw the notifications but didn’t open the messages. She was too embarrassed about her behavior at the club. Alcohol had given her courage, but the next day, when she remembered what had happened, she didn’t want to face it and felt incredibly ashamed.

The next day, she had a performance at a theater, and fortunately, all the tickets had sold out quickly. She was becoming well-known and was often referred to as the sexy pianist. Everyone agreed that her performances were excellent.

She spent the day in rehearsals and finalizing details for the event, so she didn’t have much time to dwell on her behavior.

On the night of the event, the audience had already taken their seats inside the theater. Backstage, Ava was very nervous, which was normal for her before performances. She walked out to play, giving it her all, and as always, the audience gave her a standing ovation. It was a delight to witness one of her concerts.

Afterward, she headed to her dressing room, walking down the long hallway. When she arrived, he was there, leaning against the door. “God!” Every time she saw him, he seemed more handsome. The stubble on his face made him look so sexy, and not to mention those arms with all those muscles. She tried to walk past him, but he stopped her, grabbing her by the arm.

“Beautiful, has something happened? Why are you avoiding me?” Mateo asked.

“Mateo, it shouldn’t have happened. What occurred the other night wasn’t right.”

It was true that she was determined to win him back, but she didn’t want to be just another one-night stand. The truth was, with a man like him, it was impossible not to think of something more than just chatting. She held back when he was around, although she felt a strong urge to throw herself into his arms and kiss him.

“Understanding that maybe we didn’t start off on the right foot, let’s start over. I know you feel the same way about me.”

“Alright, let’s start the right way, Mr. Licciardi.”

She extended her hand to him as a sign of greeting. Mateo took it and planted a warm kiss on it while looking into her eyes. Faced with that, Ava had no possible defenses to resist, and she gave him a sexy smile.

“Miss De Luca, are you trying to seduce me with that beautiful smile?”

“Haha, you’re hopeless, Licciardi.”

He accompanied her into the dressing room and waited in the small lounge while she changed, as he was going to take her out for dinner. There was a knock on the door, and when it opened, Tadeo stood there.

“Licciardi, what are you doing in my fiancée’s dressing room?”

“I think she should answer that, not me,” Mateo replied with a malicious smile.

Tadeo couldn’t stand the man’s immense ego. Without thinking twice, he punched Mateo in the face, catching him off guard, and he fell backward. At that moment, Ava emerged from the dressing room, rushed to Mateo’s side, helped him up, and held a handkerchief to the corner of his bleeding mouth. Mateo considered retaliating, but he didn’t want to put Grecia in a dilemma, and it would ruin their evening. He would settle the score with the detective later.

“Tadeo, what are you doing? Please leave,” Ava pleaded.

“Greys, I’m sorry, but this guy pushed me to my limits. You should stay away from him before he hurts you.”

“It’s something you shouldn’t get involved in; I’ll figure it out myself.”

“I’m leaving, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. That scumbag will eventually reveal his true colors.”

Mateo lunged at him. He had been restraining himself, but Ava stepped between them to stop him.

“Tadeo, go now.”

The detective left, knowing that she had to contact him, as he was the one leading the investigation into Teodoro and the deaths of her parents.

“Are you okay?”

“I am. It was nothing. Thanks for asking. I hope you won’t have any more problems with your boyfriend.”

“Things between us haven’t been good for a long time.” Mateo’s ears perked up at that.

Shortly afterward, they headed to the restaurant. While they waited for their dinner, she noticed that when she thought she wasn’t looking, he would stare at her intently, as if searching for something on her face.

“Is something wrong, Mateo?”

“No, nothing in particular.”

“You’re looking at me in a way that makes me feel strange.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Haha, I think it’s normal for me to look at the girl I like that way.”

“He doesn’t even believe it himself,” she thought. Something was going on. Maybe he already knew who she was? No, that couldn’t be; he wouldn’t be so calm. He noticed her nervousness.

“Is something happening?”

“The drink is a bit strong, and you know I’m not great at drinking.”

“This weekend is the race at the next circuit. I’d like you to accompany me.”

“Oh, of course,” she said excitedly. It would be the first time she saw him compete in something she knew he was passionate about.

“It will be in Monza, just over seven hours from here.”

“Ah, that’s quite far.” If she went with him, it meant spending a lot of time together, and maybe she wouldn’t be able to resist her desire to be intimate with him. Besides, she would have to leave Matt alone with Lola for that long.

“Is that a problem?”

“No, I was just saying.” Of course, she wanted to accompany him. She took her glass and took a long sip of wine.

He smiled, that side smile she liked so much. She admired every one of his gestures, every feature of his face. She had missed all of this before. She approached him and gently traced his face with her fingertips.

Mateo stayed still, remembering that Ava had done that before as a way to recognize his face. She reacted to what she was doing and quickly withdrew her hands. He changed the subject immediately; he didn’t want her to realize his suspicions.

“We’ll be traveling with Akiro and Ima.”

“That’s great.”

“Once you get to know them better, I’m sure you’ll get along with them. They’re very pleasant.”

Ava remembered seeing them at the engagement party, sitting at the same table, but they hadn’t been formally introduced to her as Grecia.

“I saw them on the day of your engagement party and at the club that night. I’m so embarrassed about Akiro.” She covered her face with her hands.

“Don’t worry. My friend is very respectful. Now, on the trip, I’ll introduce you properly.”

Mateo knew that during this trip, with the help of Akiro and Ima, it would be easier to find out if she was really who she claimed to be.

In the morning at the corporate office, Camila found it increasingly difficult to maintain the appearance of a good girl. So far, she hadn’t achieved anything with Mateo, and she thought that by presenting a different image than he was used to, he might notice her. It was all that woman’s fault, and she would make her pay. Grecia De Luca had to disappear from Mateo Licciardi’s life.

She was lost in her thoughts when a girl stood in front of her, and it was Clara.

“Is Mateo here?”

“No, miss. Mr. Licciardi hasn’t arrived yet. Who should I say is looking for him?”

“I’m Clara.”

“Miss Clara, nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you here at the company.”

“Wow, employees gossip as always.”

“I’m sorry about your dismissal.”

“Now that you’re so talkative, has a girl named Grecia been around here? Have you seen her near Mateo?”