Dear Ex-Wife You Are MINE (Victoria and Alessandro)

VICTORIA'S POV

"Ma'am, will you join us this evening for dinner?" My new assistant, Daniel, asked me with his big doughy puppy eyes.

He is the sweetest in the company. A new guy of my age. A little clumsy but a sweetheart. I took interviews for my assistant, and at first glance, I knew who to pick.

If I had a little brother, I would like to have someone like Daniel. In just a few days, he proved his loyalty to me.

And somehow, he seems to realize that he could get through anything with those puppy eyes and is now tricking me.

"What if I say no?" I arched my brow at him. Though I had already decided on the answer, I teased him a little.

Immediately his face fall. "Please, ma'am, don't say no. Everyone wants you there." He mastered the most adorable puppy eyes this time, and I couldn't help but chuckle at him. "Fine, I will."

His face lit up as his grey eyes shone. "I will let others know about it!" He said, and as he was about to sprint out of the room, I stopped him.

"Wait there, Daniel. I want the new designs ready on my table before we go out for dinner. Or else, there will be none."

He scratched his neck with a coyed smile. "You will get it soon!" And he was gone, making me chuckle alone.

A few hours later, I got all the designs collected on my desk. While keeping the file, he showered me with a victorious smile. More like saying, 'now stop if you can.' Huh, he is really childish.

Soon, we all are out for dinner. Everyone took the bus together, and I followed them. People have different opinions about me; most of it is that I am arrogant and played tricks to get the position.

I really don't care what they think of me, but to work with them, I need to give a good impression of my personality and work, and I guess joining them on the bus worked a little. They were stiff at first, but everyone slowly opened up, watching Daniel behave normally. I enjoyed it so much.

Though I could feel a few jealous glances, it would be there no matter what.

The dinner took place in a steakhouse, where people could eat and have a singer on stage. The whole place was booked by E Shine, so no one has to think of expenses tonight.

I sat with Daniel and a few other colleagues in the design department. I spoke to them briefly about various topics, and then they began discussing the current rumors circulating within the company, and for the first time, I realized that Daniel is a huge lover of gossip! Well, not much surprised, though. His playful character somehow hinted in that direction.

Unlike him, I am an absolute hater of gossip. I don't really do well in that part. Still, one young girl cleared her throat and asked if Antonio had a girlfriend.

At that moment, everyone was looking at me because I was aware that many of them believed I was in the position of his girlfriend, which is far from the truth.

I shrugged politely and answered that I didn't know if he had any. But to the best of my knowledge, he is still single.

They all nodded. Only God knows if they believed it or not, but they did not ask anymore on this topic.

I ignored their gossip and focused on the singer singing 'Thank you, next' by Arianna Grande. One of my favorite songs as I have started loving myself. This song is such a vibe.

The singer sang it well. I enjoyed it.

Soon, the food was served, and the meals looked delicious, according to my taste. Because after getting pregnant, I tend to become a little picky eater recently.

As we were about to start eating, Amber, the planning director, stood up and grabbed all our attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen, like every year, E Shine held a dinner for the whole company, and this time the new director of design of E Shine Miss Victoria, also joined us this evening. I would like to raise a toast to her. Welcome, Miss Victoria." She raised a wine glass and nodded at me.

I know what this means. I need to drink out of respect. As for me, I have never been a drinker, and in this situation, I would never drink.

I smiled at her and nodded. "Thank you, Miss Rose, for the toast. Unfortunately, I can't drink. But, I can accompany you with clear water."

For a split second, I sensed a glint of despise on her face, which was immediately suppressed with a smile.

I didn't see anything wrong in this, did I?

"Oh, come on, Miss Victoria, no one is born to drink; you only need to practice. You are young and certainly, have the age to drink. And as a design director, you inevitably have to socialize in the future. If you don't drink, we will not be happy tonight."

I am a little annoyed now. I can't show it, though. I was about to deny it again when the female colleagues next to me started encouraging me to accept the toast. "Yes, just drink it. A little won't hurt."

At this point, I regret joining this dinner. I should have thought this through and not come.

"What do you mean, Miss Victoria? You don't want to drink a single glass of wine with me?"

Her tone seemed disappointed, and a little raged. I don't understand why she must be so pushy about this matter. What does she want to prove out of this?

I am doubtful of her motive now, but that never meant I would drink alcohol. I raised my head with a smile. "I understand what you are saying, Miss Rose. Still, I have to disappoint you. I am allergic to alcohol. I am sorry. I can't take a risk on my health."

I stood up with a smile and excused myself to the washroom. As soon as I get inside the washroom, I let go of a sigh. It has always been a place for me to release my frustrations. Especially in my three years of marriage, I have consistently recognized that my thoughts tend to gravitate towards the bathroom, as no one ever gets to know what is happening inside you.

Frankly, it is one of the greatest places, and I am sure many people would agree with me if they are introverts like me.

I freshened up and washed myself. I was drying my face with the tissue paper, and Amber walked inside.

I smiled at her, trying to walk past her, when she stopped me. I frowned, suddenly confused at her behavior.

She folded her hands on her chest as her lips twitched in a cold smirk.

"I didn't imagine our design director was such a pretty young woman, huh?" She wracked her eyes on me from head to toe.

My blood boiled in my veins. I wish I could smack her head on the wall! Wait... Ain't I being too violent after getting pregnant? Maybe, I am! And I don't fucking care!

I need to calm down, though. I can't use violence when most of them are against me.

Clenching my fists, I replied to her with the cold Sam smile she sent me.

"Why were you so hostile to me when I came to the company?"

"Why?" She stepped toward me angrily, not suppressing it at all. "Look at you! What else do you have besides your good looks? Why would you get Antonio's favor as soon as you joined the company?" Is this woman crazy? There should be a limit to jealousy. I wanted to laugh hard but controlled myself.

"Oh, so this is the main reason, huh? Do you know why the president doesn't like you?" With a smirk, I shook my head. "It's because you only focus on others and not your work. If you focus on work, you will certainly get attention."

I removed the smirk from my face. "I have to go now." Saying the words coldly, I walked past her, pushed open the door, and walked out.

"Ah!" I gasped aloud as I bumped into the hard wall before me.

But as soon as the cologne hit my nostrils, I snapped my head up to the person, gasping once again.

I did not expect him here at all!

"Why are you here?!"