Beautiful Betrayal Novel – A strange sound interrupted our conversation from the other end of the line. My brows furrowed in confusion as I heard a woman’s voice, “Oh, baby~” “Dominic, what are those sounds?” I asked, my voice tinged with confusion. Before he could answer me, another möan and some sloppy sounds reached my ears. “Oh yes! Ummm… Yeah!~” “Oh my God…” I stammered, feeling mortified. “You… you’re in the middle of something… I’m… I’m sorry,” my words came out in a jumble, embarrassment coloring my voice. “Victoria… Listen…” he began, his voice filled with urgency. But before he could continue, I hastily ended the call, feeling overwhelmed with embarrassment.
Victoria “Where are you, Dominic?” I asked as I carefully drove my car. I recently learned driving from my father, and I really don’t want to disappoint him. “I’m at my office, sweetheart. What happened?” he replied his voice laced with confusion suddenly he shuffled his phone from one ear to another “You know, this is the first call from you in six months.” I Heard disbelief but happiness in his voice, but I Ignore it as I continue “Aunt Isabel told me… wait, what? Dominic Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten?” “What am I forgetting?” Dominic’s tone was puzzled. “Today is Easter, Dominic,” I informed him, a note of disappointment evident in my voice. “Fück,” he cursed softly under his breath. “No curses, Dominic,” I scolded gently, scrunching my nose in disapproval as I continued to drive at a turtle’s pace. A few moments drifted by in silence, with neither of us uttering a word. The only sound was his ragged breathing.
It was then that I realized how little we truly had to say to each other. “So, are you coming to dinner or not?” I asked, breaking the silence. “Of course, sweetheart, I’m joining,” Dominic replied quickly. “Alright, see you there then,” I said, preparing to end the call as his voice, filled with desperation, reached my ears, causing me to hesitate, my finger hovering over the end call button. “Victoria wait.” My heart skipped a beat as I responded, “Yes?” Before Dominic could say anything, a strange sound interrupted our conversation from the other end of the line. My brows furrowed in confusion as I heard a woman’s voice, “Oh, baby~” “Dominic, what are those sounds?” I asked, my voice tinged with confusion but Suddenly, the realization hit me like a ton of bricks, and my entire face flushed crimson with embarrassment. Before he could answer me, another möan and some sloppy sounds reached my ears. “Oh yes! Ummm… Yeah!~” “Oh my God…” I stammered, feeling mortified.
“You… you’re in the middle of something… I’m… I’m sorry,” my words came out in a jumble, embarrassment coloring my voice. “I… I will see you at the dinner… Bye,” I managed to say, hastily ending the call, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. “Victoria… Listen…” he began, his voice filled with urgency. But before he could continue, I hastily ended the call, feeling overwhelmed with embarrassment. Pulling over to the side of the road, I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I gently patted my cheeks, hoping to dispel the flush of embarrassment. After a moment, I sighed and checked my watch. I had an hour left to get to the restaurant where our families were gathering for Easter dinner. My father and his father share a deep connection; they’re not just friends but also business partners with a rich history together. Today, they stand as billionaires and CEOs of numerous successful restaurants and hotels. But Dominic.
Dominic, the boy I’ve loved from my teenage years through adulthood. My admiration for Dominic wasn’t solely based on his good looks and charming personality, or even because our families were on good terms. What drew me to him was his relentless work ethic and his self-made success. I was grateful for the support Dominic offered me during high school, especially when he stood up to my bullies. We attended the same school, He was the famous captain of the football team and a member of the prestigious Four Horsemen club, while I was simply an ordinary girl with a nerdy personality. After high school, our paths got separated: Dominic pursued his dream of becoming a tech mastermind, while I followed my passion for painting. Despite our differing aspirations, the ties between our families kept us connected.
After graduating, Dominic never asked for a penny from his father. He earned everything on his own, and now he’s a well-known CEO of a high-tech company, admired for his achievements and success. However, along with his wealth and good looks, He’s known to be twisted and ruthless, with a reputation as a playboy. Despite his flaws, I know deep down that I’ll never be able to get rid of him. Whether I want to or not, enduring his presence in my life is simply unavoidable. As I looked out of the window, memories of our childhood came flooding back, reminding me of the countless years we’ve spent together. Dominic… the boy I’ve loved since I first understood the meaning of this word. We were best friends, but not anymore. Once upon a time, I had a thing for him. Or perhaps it’s more accurate to say he was my sweetest fantasy. Yet, Dominic never saw me as a woman; he never even noticed me. And out of self-respect, I knew I would never muster the courage to confess my feelings to him. I know I’m stupid but I didn’t have a choice in this, the heart desires what it desires, and there was little i can do to change that.
But things are different now. I mean, yes, I still admire him for his good deeds, but I don’t love him anymore… or at least, that’s what I keep telling myself until I truly believe it. I still can’t forget the incident from 6 months ago; it still haunts me, and I continue to have nightmares about it. But still I won’t be able to get rid of my unrequited, one-sided feelings, And I don’t think I ever will, but I’m trying. God knows I’m trying. Upon reaching my destination, I switched off the engine and glanced at myself in the mirror. I saw a girl with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, looking stunning in her royal purple knee-length satin dress. I locked eyes with my reflection, the blue depths mirroring the vastness of the ocean, and I let out a sigh of exasperation. My parents had plans to travel to Europe, but I couldn’t accompany them. I always wanted to visit Paris, the city of my dreams, I wanted to travel the whole world, but I can’t because of this stupid stupid stupid Aqua phobia.
Doing a self pitty session I stepped out of the car and quickly made my way inside the restaurant, I feel a little embarrassed at the thought of facing Dominic right now. After all, interrupting someone during séx can be quite embarrassing for anyone. Upon reaching the top floor of the private restaurant, I was greeted by the sight of everyone’s radiant faces. They all seemed so genuinely happy, and despite my earlier mood, a smile involuntarily spread across my lips. “Dio Mio!” Aunt Isabel exclaimed as she approached me, enveloping me in a tight hug. “Sei così bella stasera, tesoro.” Not understanding Italian, I only caught a few familiar words like “bella” and “tesoro,” meaning beautiful and sweetheart. “Thank you, Aunt Isabel,” I responded with a smile, appreciating her kind words despite the language barrier. I returned Aunt Isabel’s hug and pecked her cheek before she pulled me towards the table.
My mom greeted me with a smile, and I reciprocated with a peck on her cheek as well, exchanging pleasantries. Glancing around, I noticed my dad and Uncle Martin engrossed in a political conversation. I shook my head and engaged myself in a conversation with Aunt Isabel and my mom, suddenly a familiar, deep velvety voice caught my attention. “Ciao a tutti, piacere di conoscervi,” Dominic greeted, his Italian accent adding charm to his words. Turning around, I caught sight of him—dressed in an off-white, perfectly tailored suit with a crisp white shirt underneath. “Brat… You’re late,” Aunt Isabel scolded him, playfully tugging his ear. “Ouch mom… It hurts,” he complained, his tone playful yet tinged with embarrassment. I couldn’t help but smile at his theatrics. “He’s such a drama queen,” I thought to myself. “I was in a meeting… Mom,” he explained, but as he met my gaze he coughed awkwardly. I quickly averted my eyes feeling a flush of embarrassment on my cheeks. Huh… Meeting… Liar. “By the way, Mom, you are looking gorgeous tonight,” he complimented, his tone sincere. “And Aunt Grace, oh my my, you look stunning,” he continued, directing his praise towards my mom.
Mom and Aunt Isabel exchanged amused glances before bursting into laughter. “And you, mi tesoro,” he added, turning his attention back to me with a warm smile. “Sembri una dea stasera,” he said in Italian, causing me to look at him with confusion. Mom and Aunt Isabel were already seated and engrossed in conversation about their upcoming trip. As I took a step towards my reserved seat, he suddenly grabbed my hand but I unintentionally jerked it away. He frowned, his brows furrowing in confusion, and I couldn’t bring myself to meet his gaze. “What, sweetheart? I already washed my hands,” he said, his words catching me off guard. As the words escaped from his lips, my eyes widened in surprise, meeting his stormy gray gaze. “I… I didn’t say anything,” I stammered, feeling a rush of heat on my cheeks “I know you my whole life, Victoria, I know why aren’t you taking my hand.” he said softly, direct looking into my eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking,” I replied, my voice wavering slightly. Avoiding his gaze, I glanced around the room, feeling a sense of discomfort settling in.
A sigh escaped my lips as I noticed two empty chairs side by side. Yes, I may have feelings for him, but that doesn’t mean I’m ready to let him into my personal space. “But do I have a choice in this? No, absolutely not,” with another sigh, I made my way toward the table. “Come, they’re calling us,” I said to him, gesturing for him to follow. With that, we took our respective seats. The rest of the dinner was filled with teasing, laughter, and light-hearted chit-chat, as we all enjoyed each other’s company. After dinner, I cleared my throat and grasped everyone’s attention. “Guys,” I began, feeling a surge of nervousness as all eyes turned towards me. “Yes, sweetheart?” my father’s encouraging voice reached my ears, offering support.
“We are listening,” my mom said with a warm smile. “Actually… umm… I…” I hesitated, feeling the weight of nervousness settle in as all eyes turned toward me. Summoning my courage, I took a deep breath and blurted out the words that had been lingering in my mind. “I like someone,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. A hushed silence filled the room, everyone become stiff, specially the person sitting beside me. “Who?” His voice broke the silence, and everyone’s eyes wide with curiosity as they eagerly waited for my answer. “Who, Victoria?”