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," she

to meet her gaze,

and then you would 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

that you two aren't together anymore, so I can't 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

a chuckle that sounds so

That's okay," she says. "I still know

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

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

"Vanessa-"

ready by now because I take longer than you do." She walks away in

but stop myself when she covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's trying to hold back her

in frustration, hating that she

a few minutes before I

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

take it off and slam it on the floor, thinking about the expression in Vanessa's eyes and the tone of her voice when I was in the living room

breaths, I pick up

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 -

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

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

guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on

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

waiting," she says, her tone

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 better, so I wait righ in the same spot, thinking of all the ways I can explain myself to

the door and that

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

can already feel the tension between us and to break the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy

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