Chapter 23: Chapter 23

Havana's POV

"I'm guessing you are his wife" she smiled at me again. There was something about the way she smiled, it seemed to be very contagious because I always felt the need to smile back at her.

"I'm so sorry. Yes, I am his wife, Havana" I replied, realizing how rude it was for me not to introduce myself back to her

"You are more beautiful than the media had anticipated" She licked her lips.

"Just have a seat, while I have them offer you something," I said to her, as I called the maids to bring her a glass of wine.

"Wait, let me just get my phone so I can call Lucian and inform him about your arrival" I was about to get up from my seat, but she stopped me before I could even stand up.

"No, please don't" She dropped the glass so quickly that I was a bit frightened.

"But why?" I questioned lowering my eyebrows.

"Because it's a surprise. He doesn't know that I am coming" she replied, feeling more relaxed when I rested my back in my seat.

"Oh! Okay then. I guess you will have to wait for him to return" I told her and she shook her head as a yes.

"There's no problem" she took a sip of her wine.

While we were having our conversation, Angela walked in looking worried. I wonder what had happened to her.

"Angela" I called out to her, and she turned to look at me.

"What happened to you? Why do you look so tense? '' I got up from my seat, she looked like she was about to have a mental breakdown.

"I almost got hit by a car," she said, still looking very terrified.

"What?!" I exclaimed, as my eyes widened.

"But, you still have to calm down. Nothing happened, it's all in the past now" Karina got up from her seat and walked up to Angela.

She supported Angela, so she would sit as she poured some of her wine into a different glass that the maid had brought.

"Have some wine, you will feel better" she said to Angela.

Angela looked at her, and then back at me for some kind of confirmation that it was okay to drink the wine.

I blinked my eyes slowly, and I guess she understood the message, as she took the wine from her, and almost gulped down the entire glass in one go.

"Thanks, I really do feel better" Angela lowered her head, rubbing her forehead vigorously with her fingers.

"I know right, Wine just makes everything better"

Karina said as we all laughed.

It didn't take too long before Nana also walked in, all it took was one look at Karina, and Nana acted as if she had just seen a ghost.

"Karina!" She screamed, so loudly that her voice echoed, making my ears hurt.

"What are you doing here? You are meant to be far away in Italy" Nana questioned, she didn't look too happy at Karina's arrival. It seemed as if she didn't want to see her at all.

"I came to see Lucian" Karina was still calm.

I must say that she is worth commending, because if I was in her place I would already be panicking by now. I mean with the way Nana looked at her, and spoke to her. It was really terrifying, even for me.

Nana walked up to her, and dragged her out of our presence.

Angela and I looked at each other, and shrugged like we had no f*cking idea what was going on. It seemed as if we were new to the house and to be frank, that was the case.

"Do you think Lucian would be happy to see her? I mean if Nana is upset because of her presence, then Lucian would be more than furious" Angel said in a whisper.

"Yeah, you are right. I guess it's not going to be quiet in the house tonight. Honestly, I like her, let's not think completely negative. Maybe, we should just keep our hopes high" I suggested, and she only folded her lips, while she rolled her eyes.

"I doubt that. Did you see the look on Nana's face, when she walked in? She was like "Girl, you better be leaving my house '' '' Angela spoke with a little demonstration, and I found it so amusing that I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"You sound Canadian," I told her.

"I honestly wish I was" She shook her head, grabbed the bag she kept on the table, and headed for her room.

Yes, Angela is my husband's mistress.

But, I don't see any reason why I would be beefing her like most women do to their husbands' mistresses. Not only is she smart, but she is also pretty and cooks so well. There is no way I will be having issues with someone who cooks well.

Nana's POV

"You know Lucian will not be happy to see you here. So tell me, what the hell are you doing here? If you needed more money, then you should have sent me a message or something" I scolded Karina. She was too intelligent, she knew better than to come here uninvited.

"If I didn't have enough money Nana, then I would have told you. I wouldn't have come here all the way from Italy. Nana I can't keep staying on my own, I need a family" she spoke, and I rolled my eyes.

"Don't even try to play that card on me, because there is no way it's going to work. I know you too well to believe you" I shook my head.

Karina hasn't changed a single bit. She still likes to get herself into trouble, even when I try my best to get her out of it. She will then fall into another trouble, I wonder if she is ever going to learn her lesson.

"Okay fine, I may have gotten into some trouble in Italy. I need to lay low for some time" she gestured with her hands in the air, as she laid on my bed so comfortably, as if it belonged to her.