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

to meet her gaze, I

have no use for me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh as I feel my body temperature rising, I

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

away again with a chuckle that

says. "I still know what

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

I attempt to explain myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be expecting us soon. We

"Vanessa-"

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

when she covers her mouth and lowers her head,

jaw in frustration, hating that she found

few times, giving it a few

I can't stop thinking about what happened. 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 was

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

I pick up my necktie,

to call Carmella and ask her why she did it, but that would just be what she wants - to have my attention and I don't want

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

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

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 on it,

I know how long you always take. I

she says,

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

minutes later, I hear her coming closer to the door and that makes me

and as usual, she looks sexy. She's in a short purple dress with a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and

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

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