His Ex Wife

3 months later

Scott's POV

"Italy! Oh finally we're in Italy Scott!" she squealed happily, her smile gave me a great satisfaction somehow.

"Anything for you darling," I whispered and kissed her neck.

"Scott, be a little patient will you?" she asked pointing to the people on the beach, even the old couples were watching us shamelessly, but i knew she adored it whenever i was begging for her body and she made me even more distant because she knew my eagerness.

"I don't care," I murmured into her neck and started kissing her all over again.

She smiled and laughed a laugh that made me want her even more, after another small kiss she forced me to go and buy her a pineapple cocktail, just to make me yearn more for her.

I smiled and hurried to the bar of the hotel, I saw other girls in the bar, all ready to catch my attention, impressed by my body or maybe even more because of my money because I was a celebrated name in the world.

I ignored them and went to order the drink for her to the only bartender i knew yet, Maria.

"Another pineapple cocktail for Anna?" she guessed before i could even say a word. I smiled a crooked grin. "You grew smarter Maria."

"Yea right," she smiled, and got back to assembling a few things.

asked, it was not even midday

sympathetic smile. Joanna was her only daughter, a bastard had divorced her and now she lived here in Italy, earning a living somehow to feed a

announcing, "Don't worry about the drink, I'll

be here already, on my honeymoon with Aana. We had been recently married, I glanced at my wedding ring, a simple grey silver enveloping my finger adorned to me by the love

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Yvonne's POV

3 months ago

of Scott and

managed to utter quickly

ties of my contacts reside; my aunt Rosa and her son Zarke who had been settled in Italy for almost

not how you think it's going to be, life will go on with more hassles and measles and if you fall weak during this, how will you cope with maybe heavier problems?" I knew Rosa was right, life will go on just as it had, Scott was always the one who quickly moved on and

what you need," Zarke said suddenly halting my train of thoughts, seeming reflective about whatever he was thinking. I knitted my

couch and said slowly, emphasizing on each word, trying to make himself convincing, "I'll do a plastic surgery over this face of yours, imagine Yvonne, new

how about a makeover too? Well, what am i here for?" she finished with a wink.

Yvonne, a woman with a more boosted confidence, determined to let the world lie

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and fetch a pineapple cocktail for this gentleman waiting outside on the counter," Maria yelled in

was working as well to pay my tertiary studies to avoid being a burden over Rosa and Zarke. Anyway, i guess it's just because of the peak time, when most tourists visit Italy.