YOU LEFT ME

On a vast lawn in LA there stood about twenty sycamore trees, Beyond this garden there stood a huge mansion which was named Giovanni because of its inhabitants, Giovanni was guarded by so many security guards who held on to their security tasers in case of intruders these guards also carried pistols in their belt buckle in case of the more aggressive burglars. There also stood a garage that could easily be mistaken as a house as well it contained a hundred different cars of different brands and builds.

The palace-looking mansion was owned by Nikolai Giovanni the owner of a multi-million company called ‘Giovanni co’ he ruled this beautiful mansion with a beautiful 23 years old called Coral Giovanni although she was a housewife she often made her way to various magazines and newspapers.

They just had a nice breakfast from one of the best chefs in the world who came once a week for a payment of $10000 per week!

After breakfast in this house hold, Coral and Nikolai Giovanni headed back to their room it was a beautiful Monday morning but Coral was refusing to let Nikolai leave for work.

“Baby I have a meeting today would you please let me go," he said.

Coral pouted and dropped onto the huge bed covered with white sheets. Her mind went back to the previous night of lovemaking she and Nikolai had. And damn, he always knew the spots.

“Babe”

He had been so slow and sensual but yet so erotic he made her beg for him she bit her lips and sighed softly her imagination running wild.

“Babe” Nikolai called out yet again but she was still in her reverie he instantly knew what she was thinking about when she moved uncomfortably and bit her lips. Nikolai rolled his eyes and smirked. He found himself amused but she still wasn’t responding. He pulled on his Giorgio Armani suit then went into the closet to get his shoes before sitting on the bed.

“Babe” he called out again as he sat down and started pulling up his socks.

“Coral!” he yelled out bringing her back to earth “What were you thinking about?” he asked giving her a quizzical look. He knew but he wanted the woman to say it.

“Oh, nothing” she replied blushing a little and hiding her face.

“Mi amour, I know last night was amazing, but you don’t have to keep thinking about I’m all yours to have forever okay” he stroked her cheek and looked into her light brown eyes that had him tripping. He pulled on his shoes as she stared the side of his face for a long time.

“Come on now, why are you looking at me like that?” he asked sitting up.

“I want a job” His eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. She had asked him this question a billion times and his answer was always the same.

“No” Nikolai answered directly looking away from her so he wouldn’t see the look of betrayal in her eyes as he answered.

“No?” she asked surprised

“No” he stated simply

“Oh come on, why?”.

“Because baby you know that it’s dangerous why do you always insist on giving me a heartache,"

“I’m not trying to give you a heartache Nikolai, it’s just a job a part-time and all my friends are doing it, why can’t I? I mean, I have a literal law degree just sitting there.”

“Do you remember the poor life I pulled out of? Your friends are from that life, that’s why they are poor and they need to struggle to get by every day, whereas you baby I give you everything and you can’t do this one thing forfeit working come on now. I’m late for work and we cannot have this conversation right now,”

“Okay! why are you being so rude about it?” she narrowed her eyes at him

“I’m sorry, I shouldn't have said that,”

“Nikolai, fuck you"

“What?”

“Fuck you” Nikolai chuckled lowly and looked at her angry eyes glaring daggers at him. Nikolai stood up after placing a soft kiss on her lips.

“I’m off to work,”

“What about a baby?” she asked as he grabbed his phone from the charging port he froze and looked at her with shock in his eyes.

“Where are all these questions coming from?!”

“Nikolai, I’m bored out of my mind at home, I can’t just sit here and keep thinking about sex until you come home every day and give me another session to think about. Where is the normality in that,"

“Coral I have told you this repeatedly, I am not ready for a child, Coral I am not ready for a child if you don’t understand it in English, fine! let me speak in Spanish Coral no Estoy Listo para un Bebe. We have a lot of time for that later, We are still young,"

Tears filled her eyes at his rough come back “hell, how do I know you have not gone behind my back and stopped taking your pills just so you can conceive”

“Excuse me,” she said, her voice shaking a little.

“Bring your pills”

“What”

“Don’t make me repeat myself”

Coral went to the bathroom and grabbed the prescription box. When she entered the room again she threw the box at his head then stormed out of the room to the kitchen to cry her eyes out.

“Mrs. Giovanni” someone touched her lightly on the shoulder and she looked up to see one of the maids looking at her with a worried look on her face.