Forbidden Love (2 page)

Few days back:

Sam sat on the sofa motionless trying to
stop the tears that already formed in her eyes. The man in the video had not
only affected her heart but also her peace of mind. It took nearly two years to
forget him because he was the only one guy with whom she was crazy in love.

They were together when things turned
abruptly different and from that day onwards she lost the hope on any man. She
never loved anyone nor dated anyone. Her heart still aches for him but now it’s
just meaningless since he is going to get married.

Has he forgotten her? Or is it really an
infatuation for him or was she really any other girl for him who he played with
her?

Anger boiled in her thinking about him. She
was so much lost in thought of him that she didn’t hear the phone ringing.
Suddenly she jerked back to the reality and looked at her mobile. It has 7
missed calls from only one person—Rose.

She called her back.

“Yeah,” Sam managed to say, while
controlling her tears.

“Did you see the news?” She sounded
excited.

“Yes rose, I saw,” Sam sighed.

“So what do you think?”

“W... What thinking Rose, you mean you got
that royal wedding contract…?” She could hardly speak.

“Yes dear, finally I got it,” Rose sounded
over excited.

“H… how?” Sam couldn’t believe her ears.

“Talk to you when I get home. Bye dear,”

“Hey wait...” She hung up.

Oh god she can’t mean it. I mean if she
does that wedding then I have to go with her. This means that I have to meet
him. Oh no no no….. Sam thought

She never expected to see him again. She
thought harder. She couldn't face him again. She would say no to Rose and stay
here. But Rose expected so much from her now she can’t step back this last moment.
She has to convince her. How to escape? She has to…

Finally the dinner time arrived for which
Sam was fully prepared. They were seated in the dining room having their dinner

“What do you mean you can’t?” She spat out
and looked angry.

“Listen rose, I mean it’s far away, its
big, and more even I don’t think I can help you,” Sam said to Rose avoiding her
eyes.

The entire evening Sam kept on thinking the
possibilities. When Rose came home, she looked so happy Sam didn’t dare to tell
her and disappoint her. Rose went on chattering how the queen heard about her
and how she contacted her and all. Sam was busy thinking about the plan but
with all that chattering she couldn’t make out.

“Oh dear, your presence means a lot to me.
Please for god sake don’t say no. I planned everything.” Rose was trembling
inside because she can’t handle this big wedding. Sam knew this very well. Even
though Rose is an expert in her profession she can’t do it alone. But still…

“Wait! What have you planned?” Sam asked
confusingly. Did she hear her correctly?

“Hmm… I planned our tour,” she said
helplessly.

“What? You already have planned this and
saying this to me now,” Sam was getting irritated.

“So what? You promised me. You better
remember that,” Rose gave the warning teasingly. She began eating her dinner as
if the argument had ended.

Sam knew she was losing it. She has to
fight till the end. But what if she doesn’t listen again? Oh god how I am going
to convince her… she thought.

They finished their dinner and Rose was
washing the dishes. Her phone started ringing.

“Sam I think you can pick up the call,” she
yelled from the kitchen.

Reluctantly she picked. ”yello”

“Pardon me,” said a male voice. His English
accent was in bits but was quite Italian.

“I mean… hello,” she calmly answered him.

“Can I talk to Miss Samantha White?” He
asked her in his Italian accent.

“Yes it’s me speaking,” she signed.

“This is Edward Ross, PA of Prince Stefan,”
he sounded proud.

Sam wouldn’t speak for a moment. She was in
shock. Her hands were trembling. She knew by this time He probably would have
known about her arrival. At first the wedding news and now his personal
assistant is talking to her. Why life does is so hatred towards her… she
thought.

“Ugh… is you there Miss?” Edward
interrupted.

“Yeah I am, what I can do Mr. Ross,"
she swallowed the lump in her throat.

“Well actually it’s been said that you are
coming alone so I thought I could get some details of your arrival,” he asked
her.

She didn’t expect. She was going alone. No
ways. She narrowed her eyes at her aunt and she motioned her to hand over the
phone.

“Hello...” He waited

“Sorry… can you just hold on a second,” she
made sure she doesn’t sound rude.

“Sure,” he answered politely.

She handed the phone to Rose. Rose took the
phone and went towards the balcony. After a few minutes she came back.

“Would you care to explain me?” She looked
at the aunt irritatingly.

“Oh c’mon dear, I was going to tell. Listen
I am in a middle of an assignment. I can’t drop out now. Please understand my
situation.” She pleaded.

“First you forced me to go. Fine! And now
you are saying that I have to go alone,” she looked at her as if she was her
greatest enemy.

“What’s your problem Sam? I never saw you
like that. You were adventurous and active. You used to help others. And now
whom I see? A girl who’s afraid to be alone? Go somewhere far from home.” Rose
spoke irritating to her. In her whole life she never saw Sam being so broken
only when her parents died. Rose couldn’t understand why she is against going
to this marriage.

Her aunt has every right to yell at her.
But she can’t explain her. She looked pleadingly at her aunt, Rose was very
angry. She left Sam and went to her room banging the door.

She went to her room and collapsed on her
bed. She couldn’t sleep. She knew that she has hurt Rose... Oh how could she do
it? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After lots of thinking, finally
she decided on going and ready to face him. She slept knowing that she has lots
of work to do tomorrow.

Early in the morning she woke up before her
aunt and showered. She tiptoed into her room and packed her bag. She has still
time to catch the plane so she started preparing breakfast. Rose came out of
her room in her night dress and saw the packing. She turned towards Sam with
wide eyes.

“Oh do not look like that; I am not going
to let you down. That’s my promise,” Sam gave her cutest smile.

Rose ran to her and hug.” Thank you so
much,”

Sam smiled and said “I think we are going
to be late. Let’s go,”

Rose dropped her at the airport and Sam
checked in. She sat in the most beautiful plane near the window hope to see the
beautiful city Italy. The plane flew and she closed her eyes. She loves Italy,
its places, people, building everything.

It was spring. The cool breeze was flowing
making the leaves to travel all over the place. She was lying on the grass, the
sun was setting down and the rays were spread all over the grass. He, lying
beside her, whispered in her ears “you look beautiful”. His breath was hot and
it made her shiver. She blushed making her cheeks change to pink. His hands
came around her waist and he was lying on top of her. She was too close to him.
Their bodies were touching and their lips were inches apart. His hand cupped
her chin and made her look into his eyes. Those were the most beautiful eyes
she ever saw. He gave her the breathtaking smile and closed the distance
between them by kissing her.

His soft lips touched her lips, moving over
her. She moaned when he entered her mouth and began to explore it. Her heart
began to pound hardly and her breathing accelerated. She never left this way
before and she knew that she will never feel this with anyone. Why does he have
so much effect on her? She thought when finally he broke the kiss and started
kissing her weak spot on her shoulder.

She woke up abruptly. She was still on the
plane. She covered her eyes with her hand and began to tremble. Memories stared
to haunt her even though she didn’t enter his place. How is she going to face
him and handle everything?

“Welcome To San Marino. Thank you for
flying with us,” said the announcement. She closed her eyes and tried to remain
calm. She stood up after everyone began to leave the plane.

After checking out, she saw a sign board
with her name on it. It was held by a middle-aged man wearing a white uniform
with a white cap, probably the driver. She went to him.

“Hi I am Samantha White,” she stood before
him smilingly.

“Benvenuto! Signora” he bowed a little and
smiled

“Grazie, but I don’t speak much Italian”
she smiled at him. He nodded his head and walked out of the airport, she
followed him. She was led to an Audi Q7. She couldn’t believe her eyes.

Stupid they are royal they can buy
anything.

“A few hours of driving Signora and you
will be in Siena,” he smiled at her and kept his seat belts on. She sat in the
back seat and smiled at him.

The car was in its maximum speed and
reached the city limits. She gazed outside to watch the city. It is beautiful
and in celebrations. Of course for the prince’s wedding she thought. The car
entered the gates of the palace. It is a beautiful castle. The car stopped at
one of the palace entrance.

She stepped outside the car. A man, in
black trousers and neck T-shirt with black suit, was waiting at the entrance.
He walked towards her and extended his hand.

“Benvenuto! I am Edward Ross. I talked to
you over the phone I believe,” he smiled at her. She recognized his voice. He
has light green eyes and his slightly tanned skin blend with his sandy brown
hair. He has a sharp cheekbone with dimples on his cheek. She smiled and shook
his hand.

“Grazie, yes it was me,” she removed her
hand and stood before him.

“This is Lucy, palace maid. She will take
care of you. When you ready, we will meet the queen.” He straight away came to
the point. He pointed to the short middle aged woman wearing the maid’s clothes
and looking very neat. Sam gave her a smile.

“Okay,” she nodded.

“Then see you soon” He nodded and left.

“Good Evening madam,” said Lucy in her
flawless English.

“You speak English well,” Sam complimented
her.

“Yes, my mom is English,” she smiled.

“Come with me I will show you your room
madam,” she started walking. Sam followed her.

“Thank you but please call me Sam,” Lucy
nodded.

She smiled and walked through the hall.
After climbing the stairs they came to row of rooms. According to Lucy, the
left wing was for the royal family and the right was for guest. After passing
few rooms they stopped at one door. Lucy opened the door and turned towards Sam.

“Hope you like it madam,” she smiled.

She entered the room. It was beautiful with
a medium sized bed, cream colored curtains and different flowers arranged on
the table. Lucy left the room after unpacking her bag.

“I will wait outside, when you are ready I
will call Edward, ma’am” Lucy bowed and walked to the door.

“I told you to call me Sam,” she said
smilingly. Lucy smiled and said yes. She left Sam to clean up and waited
outside.

She went to the bathroom and cleaned
herself. She didn’t have any formal dress so she wore simple jeans and a white
top. She brushed her hair and added simple make-up. She was ready to meet the
queen. She informed Lucy and waited for him outside her room. She glanced
through the window when Edward entered the wing.

“Shall we go Miss White,” he smiled and she
nodded.

“Please call me Sam, Mr. Ross,” she said
while walking through the hall. The hall was amazing with high ceiling and
antique furniture. Servants were cleaning the room and it is sparking.

“Only if you call me Edward,” he
interrupted her thoughts. He was walking elegantly and was handsome. Is every
man in Siena handsome? She smiled at herself for this thought.

“Sure Edward,”

“Okay Sam” they laughed together.

Finally they reached a room. He opened it
and led her inside. It's one of the private rooms with a sofa and armchair on
one side and a huge piano on the other side.

“The queen is busy. She will join us in 15
minutes.” Saying this he left the room. The room was huge and full furniture.
There were portraits all over the room. She started seeing them one by one.

Suddenly the door opened and heard some
clearing their throat. She turned to see who it was.

But she came face-to-face with Stefan. He
looked into her shocked eyes and said,” You…. You are the wedding planner...?”

Oh god he is so handsome…. Came her first
thought on seeing him.