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MICHELLE WHO?
Awww, I can't believe it's all real. Mr. Antonio's bride.” Angela turned around to the sound of the little, sexy voice. It belonged to a blonde, bright blue eyes and heart-shaped face, she had great visuals too. Angela also thought she had the sexiest lips and her incredibly endowed breasts and defined hips made her look like a Roman goddess. On her body was a short gown too small for the endowed body, and a cleavage so open that hid nothing but her nipples. Her presence was quite intimidating. Angela sat down uncomfortably as she battled within herself where she had seen her face, definitely in a magazine or a TV show. “Could this be… one of his sisters Grandma talked about?” Her heart beat nervously. Blondie's gaze was centered on Antonio's face as she smiled lightly standing by the big entrance door in a model pose. "I know I shouldn't," she said, making Angela wonder whether she was talking about her previous outburst or the way she was devouring Antonio with her eyes. “You weren't invited.” Antonio said tightly. “I know, I only wanted to congratulate the new Montero's bride that's all.” She said making a soft cute sad face then winked at Angela, before she gracefully settled on a seat. “Michelle, ex-girlfriend and the daughter of his father's best friend," Michelle introduced, smiling broadly at Angela in a certain way that made it seem forced. “Ex-girlfriend? Who do you think you are? Bitch don't think too highly of yourself.” Antonio scuffed in amusement. Michelle's face went blank with embarrassment. “Emm... nice to meet you... emm Michelle. I love your hair and your body proportions." Angela was disappointed that she spoke out her mind. “Of course you do honey everyone does!" Michelle said with a hair flip of pride. “These two should certainly get married, they have a lot in common, arrogant rich kids." Angela thought to herself. Michelle looked back at Angela and smiled with an eye for a second. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you too, Angela." "How did you know my name?" "Well that's a dumb question, the world knows your name, you have been trending since the proposal and my notifications were going crazy, everyone expecting me to explain why this pretty boy here dumped me.” She smiled but it wasn't convincing to Angela, However she smiled back awkwardly. Should she apologize for that or just keep quiet? Michelle brought out a Hollybuzz magazine and threw it on the table. On the cover page was Angela's pic with the same outfit she was wearing at the moment. "The new beauty in town, Antonio Montero's choice, What a thrilling headline! I used to be the model on this front page for years now,” Michelle smiled again. "Is that me?" Angela said in astonishment, as she stared at the lady in question. It was her but totally different, she was like some sort of an important celebrity, queen of the highlights the editor did great, but how they took this picture unaware to her was a mystery. Michelle shook her head, trying to hide the jealousy stirring up inside her. "Seriously where did you get your bride from Antonio, the stone age? I can't believe you are settling for some low life... they disgust you, she is just a local teacher paid pennies, tell me this is all a lie." Angela's glance shifted to Antonio. “She's the woman of my dreams, where is the lie?” he smirked. Angela rolled her eyes and mumbled. “Woman of your nightmares.” "So.... when and how did you two meet?" Michelle asked Angela. "It's… it's… something we choose not to disclose... to outsiders, I am sorry." Angela said, after a complete failure of getting a better answer to avoid such questions. "Outsiders? Well I know everything about Antonio including his dick size," Michelle laughed. "I am no outsider bitch.” "No kidding, you are one of those," Angela muttered with a shrug. “One of what?” Michelle snapped provoked. “The… women he fucks with.” Angela replied a bit bolder than usual, it caught Antonio's attention. “Well you are no different from the rest of us! Now wake up bitch, he is using you, anyone can tell. So tell us, how many times did you guys make out?" Angela dimmed her eyes in annoyance but as a woman, she can tell clearly that Michelle is still in love with Antonio and would do anything to make her look bad, to get back at him and prove a point. Well good for her, she still got a chance. A year this nightmare will be over and I will have my once peaceful life back, why do they care so much about someone who doesn't have a single atom of respect for them. Why do girls like him fall for such idiots who think the world revolves around them? He is hot… maybe…. but his character is way too toxic and no sane woman should fall for him. “Are you just going to keep caressing my legs under the table?” Antonio told Michelle. Her face reddened. “You have no shame, do you?” She said softly. Angela was shocked at the reveal but even more shocked about the transition of this diva to a soft cutie. There was a moment of secondhand embarrassing silence for Angela and awkwardness for the rest of them. "Excuse me for a minute.” Angela said slowly and stood up from her seat, a maid showed her the way to the restroom inside the dining hall as she requested. As soon as she left, Antonio's gaze returned to Michelle. “You don't know when to shut it?” “But… she… I am better looking! This is humiliating, why choose her?” She snapped near tears. Antonio rolled his eyes aggressively. “I am fucking hard, instead of complaining about some bitch, get busy will you?” “He… here?” Michelle sobbed. “Where else?” Antonio replied roughly. She looked around nervously. “But Mr. Antonio, your grandma… she can walk into the dining hall anytime, is it a good idea?”