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 cuts

to meet her gaze, I

voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh

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 on our first meeting that you had no choice but to accept this. Now I wonder how many times you looked at me, counting down to the moment when you would serve me

with a chuckle that

what? That's okay," she says. "I still know what I'm here

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

attempt to explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be

"Vanessa-"

do." She

covers her mouth

my jaw in frustration, hating that

even pace a few times, giving it a few minutes before I

their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to

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 of

few deep breaths, I pick up

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

up and ready to leave, I can't seem to just walk 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 because I'm filled with

mirror, I try out a few lines of what I could say when I get to her

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

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

waiting," she says, her

have to say it. I make myself believe that with time, things will get better, so I wait righ in the same spot, thinking of all the ways I can explain myself to

coming closer to the door and that makes

opens the 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 even

tension between us and to break the ice, I smirk and

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