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,"

meet her gaze, I

a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh as I feel my body temperature rising,

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

again with a chuckle that sounds so

what? That's okay," she says.

to me. She's clearly hurt

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

"Vanessa-"

should've started getting ready by now because I take longer than you do." She walks away in a hurry to the elevator, her voice trembling. "I'll be

call her name again but stop myself when she covers her mouth and lowers her head, like she's

clench my jaw in frustration, hating that she found

few times, giving it a few minutes before I head to the

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

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 her voice when I was in the living room with her. Why do I actually

breaths, I pick up my necktie, then try

this time but not 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 would just

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

a few lines of what I could say when I get to her door, but nothing comes out right and I ruffle my perfectly

to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with a small delay between that and when

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

says,

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

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

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 look at me as

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

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