Sienna Point of View

I need to pay him off as soon as possible. I need to try harder to get away from here without a ring on my finger. Once I get a ring on my finger, then I will never be able to get out from Bianchi's cage.

Dang it!

How am I to do this in just three days? Last night, I got too emotional in his study room and expressed my pain and agony to him hoping for an empathy but even after hearing my cries and seeing my defeated and desperate form, he did not utter a single word of comfort nor did he try to understand me. He just walked away telling me to get ready for a fudging dinner date tonight.

Why my life is keep taking turns where I cannot go?

Is he that desperate to marry me?

Or, is he trying to prove something to me and himself?

Is he trying to prove the world that he can do anything he want and get anything he needs?

He must be feeling happy to show the world how great he is to turn a useless pebble into a gold ornament with his almighty name.

"Ehem, Ehem... What is the bride doing this early morning in the kitchen? You must be getting ready to go to spa and get a much needed skin pampering done." Val smiled mischievously at me while bouncing Cutie on her hip.

Cutie looked grumpy and pouting at the milk bottle that his mother is trying to put in his mouth.

"Why are you up so early, Val. Where is his nanny?" I asked ignoring what she said just now.

Val released a deep sigh and placed Cutie in the high chair. "I fired her" She scowled and bent further to put the milk bottle in Cutie's mouth saying he cannot have solid food this early morning at 5 AM.

She fired her?

I suddenly got interested in the conversation and sat on the chair beside Cutie and looked at Val expectedly to continue what she was telling.

"You know Bianchi's are food Zombies. We eat a lot. That senseless woman was giving a stinky eye whenever my baby is eating. So after warning her few times she didn't get it through her head and I fired her giving her the worst of the worst employee review. She was casting an evil eye on my baby's eating habits let's see how she'll ever eat something without any job knocking her door." Val said gritting her teeth and scowling and growling like a wild female cheetah.

What is wrong with all these Bianchi's seriously? I thought Val is a bit sweet natured and humble woman but of course she's a Bianchi too.

"So Cutie doesn't have a nanny?" I asked excitedly to which she nodded her head.

"And you must be feeling stuffed up right now with all the upcoming wedding chores and handling Cutie." I asked slowly and Val raised her eyebrow in question.

"Yes but why are you so interested in all this?" She questioned placing her hands on her hips.

"Then... umm... Can I be his nanny, please?" I closed my eyes and said away what I so wanted to say.

Val laughed out loud and gave me a naughty smile, "You are going to be married in three days precisely and you want to be a nanny? You need to take care of your dress, skin, nails, and hair right now. And by the way, if you love kids so much, you would not be needing my baby coo and play. I'm sure Leo is quick enough to put a baby in your arms in mere few month. Bianchi men are fast at reproduction, I tell you." She winked at me and left away to her room with Cutie on her hips.

Oh angels... I got one chance to get a job and lost it even before negotiation.

Dang it!

Anyways it's an important day for me today and I need to get ready by eight. I hope angels of luck are looking upon me.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Four hours later, I was sitting on a large recliner in front the large TV in my room. I was waiting for the most awaited results to show up in TV.

Cutie is sitting down on the soft fluffy carpet and playing with his Thomas train.

"Cutie, lets win this." I said to him with determination to which he gurgled and clapped his hands.

Please angels, please let me win this. I don't want this marriage to happen.

"And the most awaited moment is here viewers. Get your cards ready and follow me carefully to know the results." The host of the show announced enthusiastically and pulled out the large blank which covered the large glass bowl of balls.

"Alright Cutie, let's get ready for the results baby. Pray that we should win." I said rubbing my hands and pulled out the bunch of lottery cards I bought a week ago.

'Have you lost the ability to take an order given by your boss? I clearly warned you not to be seen anywhere near this mansion for few days and you freaking lost your senses to follow a simple order!' I heard Val's voice whisper yelling at someone outside.

I wanted to see who it was but I locked my room door from inside so that no one can disturb us and unlocking the door may startle them.

What is going on? Val sounds so furious like she has her secret revealed?

'But Ms. Bianchi –" A male voice started but was cut off by Val shushing him. Surprisingly, that male voice sounded a little familiar like I have heard it somewhere.

Who's this person?

"Do not speak a loud tone. You need something, then you must've called me or Leo. You wanted to meet him so badly, then you must've called him to a place and met him there. What the f**k are you thinking before coming here? Now just go away and set a place to meet Leo. Get away right now.' I heard Val ordering and retreating footsteps. Who was that?

I wanted to pull the door open and see who that was and what is going on but before I could do that, I heard the host of the TV show announcing the first set of numbers. Not knowing which one to prefer first, opening the door or seeing my lottery cards, I went towards the recliner with a reluctant heart and took out the lottery cards.

The hot pulled out a ball out of the large bowl and closed the black inked number on the ball with his hand. "And the first number is..."

Please let it be one of the numbers from my card.

Please let it be one of the numbers from my card.

Please let it be one of the numbers from my card.

I started praying and looked expectantly at the TV screen for the host to remove his hand from the number.

"And the first number is... Oh let's see, it's the lucky number for most of the people." He announced and the expectation and anticipation and the irritation in me is building up every second of his delay.

Long lost interest on finding out whom Val was talking to and my sole concentration is on the slim hand of the TV host that was covering the number on the ball.

"A... 9" 9? Oh my... it's a nine. I have three lottery cards with the starting number 9.

I squealed and squeaked and jumped at the success of first number. I immediately hugged the laughing Cutie and returned by interest to the TV show.

Discarding the other cards, I kept all the three cards starting with 9 on the table before me.

"The second number is... a 2." I looked at my cards and all the three cards have a 2 as second number.

I laughed out loud at the sudden luck that has stuck to me.

The host pulled out the third ball from the bowl and grinned widely showing all his dentures.

"The third number after 9 and 2 is... a 9 again" Oh dear... a 9 again?

Two cards from the total three cards are discarded and I have only one card in my hand. How can I win with just one card?

I clutched the single card which in my hand, tightly and lent my full concentration on the numbers.

After what felt like a century but was only fifteen minutes, there's only one number to be announced and all the other four numbers matched with my card for which I smiling widely like a model for a toothpaste ad.

9295562... There's just one more number to see if I win or not.

"The last number, my dear lotteriers, is... a 9"

No no this is not happening. How can lose it with one final number.

"Oh Cutie, how can angels be so cruel. Please do something Cutie. In all the ten cards I bought, this is the only card I bought with your name and all the nine cards are by my name. Well my luck already inside the garbage can from birth but you are a crown prince. A king by birth. Please show you luck." I ranted to the playing Cutie and he looked at me innocently blinking his eyes.

"Oops, sorry, it was not a 9 but a 6. Sorry, did not see the line down the number." The host suddenly announced and laughing awkwardly and I stood shocked right there where I am.

A 6?

A 6?

It was a 6?

I looked at my card and saw that the last number was a 6.

I looked at cutie shocked and surprised and a wide grin formed automatically on my face.

My little lucky Cutie brought a card of luck for me.

Oh my angels... I won the lottery?

Did I win 60 million dollars from the lottery?

Oh My God!