Dominic

Vanessa just keeps staring at me and parts her lips to speak, but it seems she can't find her words.

"Hey, tell me what happened." My voice is urgent.

Shutting her eyes, she says, "I was in the ladies' room and Carmella passed by the bodyguards only because she was in disguise and I was the only one who could identify her."

Disappointed in the bodyguards, I say, "Then what's the point of having bodyguards if-"

"I'm not finished," she cuts me off, her tone a little harsh. "There was a moment where I thought she was going to attack me with an object or whatever because she lowered her hand and in the pocket of her coat, but she chose not to do so. She said it was because she had something else that would hurt even more."

"And what was that?" I cross my arms.

Opening her eyes, she says, "She had something to say."

I shake my head dismissively and raise my eyebrows. "What could she possibly have said that would hurt you?"

As I get closer to her, she takes a few steps back. She clearly doesn't want me near her.

With a painful smile, she says, "She told me that even before we got married, you planned to divorce me in a few months."

My heart instantly starts racing as I uncross my arms, my eyes going round a little in panic. Shit!

"Is it true?" she asks.

"Whatever Carmella-"

answer my question,"

to meet her gaze,

for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so

was supposed to be for the rest of our lives even when you told me on our first meeting that

away again with a chuckle that

okay," she says.

she's lying to me. She's clearly

Mike should be expecting us soon. We should get ready

"Vanessa-"

you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator, her

myself when she covers her mouth and lowers

hating that she found

few times, giving it a few minutes before I

If only the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to Vanessa but on the other hand, she

turns into a struggle as I can't seem to just focus on it. Irritated, I take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking

few deep breaths, I pick up

rid of the scowl on my face. I have the urge to call Carmella and ask her why she did it, but that would just be what she wants - to have my attention and

out and get to Vanessa's bedroom door. Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done. It must be

I try out a few lines of what I could say when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and

me to feel like I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with a small delay between

I know how long you always take. I don't want to be late

waiting," she says,

at me and doesn't even have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get better, so I

her coming closer to the door and that

with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick. She doesn't even look at me as

the tension between us and to break the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy lipstick

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