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-"

my question," she cuts me

her

voice trembles a little. "You planned to

say for sure what your plans are now. But it was shocking to find out that those were your plans before. When I was getting into this marriage, it was supposed to be for the rest of our lives even when you told me

with a

says. "I still know what I'm here

know she's lying to me. She's clearly hurt by this and it's

"Anyway, Mike should

"Vanessa-"

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

covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's

clench my jaw in frustration, hating that

a few times, giving it a few minutes before I

about what happened. If only the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to Vanessa but

necktie 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 about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone

a few deep breaths, I pick up my necktie, then try

call Carmella and ask her why she did it, but that would just be what she wants - to have

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

I could say when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly styled hair, making me style it

speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get

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

says, her

it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get better, so I

her coming closer to the door and that makes me fix my

usual, she looks sexy. She's in a short purple dress with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and a glossy nude lipstick. She doesn't

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

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