Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Dwayne Smith.

(JARED'S POV)

At this point, my determination to learn more about the tattoo and the man tripled. I tried to connect the tattoo to the identity of the men; was it a symbol for a group or just a work of art?

But before I could pursue the thought any further, Nana Jean's voice rang out from the hallway, calling out to everyone to dinner.

I took a deep breath, forcing my thoughts about the tattoo out of my head for the moment. I'd have to figure this out later. For now, food.

I was about to head into the dining room when a thought hit me like a freight train.

Without a second thought, I walked over to Arielle, who was standing by herself. I pulled her aside, trying to keep my voice low, but I could feel the urgency in it.

"Arielle, can I ask you something?" My voice was almost a whisper.

She looked at me curiously, her eyes narrowing in wariness. "What is it?"

"It's about your bodyguard...Big Joe," I added for more emphasis. "Does he have a tattoo on his right arm?"

Her expression changed from curiosity to confusion. "A tattoo?" She repeated the word like it didn't make any sense. "I don't know... why are you asking?"

I hesitated, unsure of how much information to reveal. But before I could respond, Nana Jean's voice rang out from the dining room again.

"Dinner's ready, everyone!" she called, sounding cheerful as ever. "Come on in!"

Arielle looked at me like she wanted an answer, but I just gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "We'll talk later, okay? Let's eat."

to the table, trying not to let my mind wander too far. We all settled around the grand dining table. The clinking of silverware and soft chatter filled the air as I glanced around at the faces of

we were complete, and for a moment, I wished we could stay like this forever, and

veggies, and fresh bread made my stomach growl. Everything

small banters were exchanged around the table. Especially between Nana Jean and Maverick. They seemed to have hit it off

smile. This was

eat, Nana announced, "I have a surprise for you all. We have a special guest for the evening -a new family member." Arielle turned to look at me, her

with confusion. "You

cryptic smiles, the kind that always left you guessing. "I never

declaration took everyone off guard, me especially. Who could this mystery family be that I had never heard of, or seen

didn't have to wonder for long as the door opened, and just as my

entered the room, it was

suit that only accentuated his composed aura. A subtle but potent scent of expensive cologne wafted through the air as he moved closer

Piercing emerald green...

(ARIELLE'S POV)

this family, never heard of or met any extended relatives. So, I brushed

then, the door

tilted

seeing before my breath hitched, my heart leaping into my

sense of the impossible. I must've been losing my mind, because the

grip, Maverick tugged at my shirt, whispering with wide eyes, "Isn't that Uncle Dwayne? I thought he was in Italia?" Normally, I would've been impressed by

I was a stranger to him. But I knew him. I knew those piercing

of Nana

room seemed to hold its