My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Gianna’s POV

I stood transfixed at a point, not knowing what to do.

“What do so many paparazzi want from me?” I rhetorically asked underneath my breath.

I wasn’t a celebrity, I have never been one in my entire life, and so I just couldn’t face this people. So I abruptly turned towards the school gate and was about to run out of the school premises.

“Miss Gianna Starr, just give us some minutes of your time please”, one of the paparazzi blabbed, making me inhale in anticipation.

I turned towards them. Jeez! The camera lights were killer. So many people were taking pictures of me, while others were recording with their phones. I was so befuddled, but I tried to maintain calmness.

“Miss Gianna, is it true you snatched miss Beverly hills longtime fiancee?” one questioned, the one who had asked for my attention.

***Were you formerly a squeal from the slut house before entangling with the great business tycoon master Greg Starr?

***Are you actually a gold digger? Just like rumours had it?

What! My eyes widened in shock.

***Are you clenching to Master Greg because of his wealth?

This and many more unpleasant questions they kept throwing at me. I was so shocked to the marrows and rendered speechless not knowing what to say to them, wondering who had fed them with all the lies.

Gosh! I instantly figured someone must have paid them for it. But who?

***Say something, or we are gonna assume all the fast spreading rumours are nothing but the truth.

They urged.

***Say something. Speak! Speak! Speak!! Speak!!!!!!

They kept hyping, but it wasn’t the paparazzi this time, it was from the crazy students clustered around.

I couldn’t take it anymore, I just wasn’t ready to say a word.

I looked down, calculating how to escape from their midst and just then, the place went seldom silent.

“Dare you all to force her to speak! Now clear up and make sure to delete every damn video, recording and pictures you have all taken of her or I’mma close down all your companies”, I heard a familiar voice, threatening.

***Wow! Isn’t that Master Clemson?

***Look at him! He looks so handsome and more manly than I saw him last.

***Why is he here all of a sudden today? He hardly shows up without a prior notice.

***I can’t wait to take a picture with him, he has always being my crush and idol

I heard these whisperings from every angle, most especially from the girls.

I coldly looked up, only to see Clemson in his full glory.

Then I looked towards the paparazzi and to my utmost awe, they were all leaving downheartedly to their cars.

“Are you okay Gianna?” He uttered with care as he walked closer to me.

“Not really! I need to go back home”, I muttered.

“Thanks for arriving just in time, I don’t know what could have happened if it weren’t for your sudden arrival”.

“Don’t mention. I owe you a lot, for all these days I have not been there for you”, he mumbled and I twisted my lips.

“Can I take you home today?” He requested.

I wanted to say yes. I really missed him and wished to spend some more time with him, but I was afraid of Greg’s reaction, I didn’t know what he was gonna do this time.

Each time I see Clems, I feel wanted and a sense of belonging.

“Don’t be scared, I can handle Greg”, he uttered as though he was reading my mind, taking my right palm in his and softly folding it.

I sighed and nodded at him and he led me out of the crowd with his men clearing up the way for us.

I could see so many girls glaring daggers at me but, fuck them! I didn’t care!

Clems led me to his car and helped me with the door. I stepped in, and looking at me as I sat down, was a pretty good looking sophisticated woman.

She smelt of a high standard, and riches.

“You are pretty”, I heard a sweet voice, coming from her as she stared at me in admiration.

I smiled.

“Thanks ma’am, you are also beautiful”, I complimented taking my seat.

“What is your humble name?” She retorted grinning from ear to ear.

“I’m Gianna ma’am” I introduced myself.

“Pretty name for a damsel as you”, she geeked, really making me blush.

“Call me ma’am Diana, and I am Clem’s mom”, she introduced.

Wow! I gasped lightly as my eyes widened at the revelation.

“Your son is nice”, I uttered glancing at Clemson who was comfortably seated in the passenger’s seat doing his seat belt.

She nodded smiling.

“I know right, but he is too grumpy for his look huh? At times I can’t help but panic about him chasing all the pretty ladies away from himself due to his serious facial”, she muttered as she sipped from the hot liquor in her hands.

I bursted into laughter.

“Enough mum! You are overstepping your boundaries”, Clems pouted grinning.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

We chatted about so many other things as we drove along and I found myself laughing hard at all the silly talks of ma’am Diana.

She is just so jovial, carefree and fun to be with just like Clemson.

Soon, the car pulled up at the front of Greg’s mansion.

“Is it okay if I call you momma?” I asked her.

“Yes, pretty girl! Call me momma as much as you want”, she replied and I smiled.

“Thanks so much, I will drop by at your residence some cool times”, I muttered as she pulled me closer for a warm hug.

I reciprocated slowly, melting into her warm embrace.

She is so nice. Her embrace brings back the cravings for my real mother. I immediately wished I had a mom as amazing as she was.

Then, someone cleared his throat, making us disengage from the hug.

It was Clemson, he was already standing by the car door, with arch eyebrows.

“You both have totally forgotten about my existence huh?” He grumbled.

“Nah! How could we?” I giggled excitedly, so happy and elated at my new found mom.

“Goodbye ma’am, let me have some good bye talk with Mr grumpy”, I uttered referring to Clemson who frowned up instantly.

I was about to step down, when she roughly pulled me by my right arm, making me turn towards her, but she wasn’t looking at me, her eyes were fixed on a black spot right at the middle of my left arm, at my elbow.

“Anything wrong momma?” I asked, sensing her uneasiness.

“Where did you get this mark?” She inquired, looking from me to the black spot.

“Oh that? It was a mark I got from whipping while growing up”, I replied, but the uneasiness on her face could still be felt.

“Anything ma’am?” I asked and she instantly flashed me a sweet smile.

“Nothing much, just curious about something”, she uttered letting go of my arm.

“Ok momma, it might just be a coincidence”, I said and finally stepped down from the car.

“Yes, sure”, she mulled softly waving at me.

I waved back at her, and Clemson saw me off the gate.

Greg’s men were all staring at Clemson and his men in awareness.

“It seems you and my mom have known each other for such a long time” Clems coos.

I nodded at him.

“She is a nice lady, and I love her already”, I uttered sincerely.

“Wow! You can drop by at her residence to see her anytime you are free, she is a loner and will highly appreciate your presence”, Clems said.

I nodded and thanked him and then he quickly pulled out a card from his breast pocket and handed the card over to me. I took it and curiosly stared at it, it was Ma’am Diana’s address.

He gave me a one last caring look, like a big brother would do when dropping off little sister at school, and then he turned and began heading towards the car.

I stood at the gate watching and waving at him and his men as the luxury cars zoomed out of the estate.

“What are you still waving at huh? Come let’s go in baby”, Greg came hugging me from behind as his manly fragrance and cologne hit my nostril, making me feel hot immediately.

Jeez! I was shocked, I never knew he was around the vicinity, I never knew he had seen Clems and I.

“Greg?” I called in fright with a start, “it is not what you think, Clemson -“.

“Shhh! You don’t need to explain anything to me baby, I know you won’t gonna lie or betray my trust. You are old enough to isolate for yourself, what’s hurtful or not. I trust you Gianna”, he whispered softly into my ears.

Huh! I gasped.

‘Was Greg actually saying all these? Little seriously? It was too good to be true’, I thought happily and quickly turned to him, putting my hands on his neck and he wrapping his around my waist.

“Thanks so much Gregory, thanks for everything, for putting your trust in me”, I appreciated.

“Don’t thank me, I should be the one thanking you Gianna”, he said and I blinked my eyes inquiringly.

“Thanks for giving me a chance to right all my wrongs”, he muttered and a small smile played on my lips.

“Can I ask for something please?” He requested.

“What is it?” I asked anxiously.

“Go with me to the Cayman Islands”, he requested taking my hands in his.

My eyes glistened.

“What for?” I asked confusedly.

“We need to have some time to ourselves Gianna, just you and I, cuddling, playing different games, cooking and baking, just to get to know ourselves more deeper and also, going far away from all the troubles”, he muttered.

I instantly threw myself in his embrace. Gosh! I couldn’t believe he was becoming more considerate and sweet.

“I will go with you Greg, just you and I”, I muttered.

He smiled shortly.

“Thanks so much Gianna”, he uttered, pulling me deep into the hug.

“So when are we leaving?” I asked.

“Tonight!” He replied, stroking my hair.

“Huh? Isn’t it too sudden?” I retorted.

He shook his head.

“No baby, you don’t need to panic, I have done all the parking, everything”, he uttered and we began heading into the mansion.

Huh? Parked already? I sharply turned to him as my mouth fell into an ‘o’, totally lost for words. He chuckled and closed it up with a kiss.

The afternoon went by, and Greg went to his company and warehouse to put some stuff together.

I wanted to go with him but he insisted I take a nap since I didn’t have a good sleep the previous night.

It was night hours finally.

We arrived at the airport, and our luggages were taken into the private plane.

“I’m gonna miss you bro”, Jones uttered to Greg, he had escorted us to the airport, along with Lionel, of course.

Greg weirdly looked at him.

“I’m not your girlfriend”, he uttered coldly.

“Run along now!” Lionel muttered, stepping down from the plane.

“Take care of yourself Gianna, and make sure to come home with a third party”, Jones teased making me feel damn shy.

“Take care of Greg Gianna”, was all Lionel uttered and I nodded a reply, smiling sheepishly. Instantly Lionel headed towards his car as I and Greg stepped into the private jet.