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-"

question," she

her gaze,

the company and then you would have no use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to

be for the rest of our lives even when you told me on our

again with a chuckle that sounds

That's okay," she says.

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

she says, "Anyway, Mike should

"Vanessa-"

by now because I 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 trying to hold back her

hating

it a few minutes

done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to Vanessa but on the

floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone of her voice when I was in the living room with her. Why do I actually feel awful about

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

even finally doing it right can get rid of the scowl on my face. I have the urge to call Carmella and ask her why she did it, but that

Right now,

when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly styled hair, making

for me to feel like I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock

you're almost ready. I know how long you always

waiting," she says, her

and leaning against the wall on the other side. She's mad at me and doesn't even have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get

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

door and as 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

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

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