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-"

"Just answer my question," she cuts me off.

to meet her gaze, I say,

me." Her voice trembles a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her." With a regretful sigh as I feel my

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

away again with a chuckle that sounds

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

she's lying to me. She's clearly

myself, she says, "Anyway, Mike should be

"Vanessa-"

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

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

frustration, hating that she found out

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

job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to

thinking about the expression in

with a few deep breaths, I pick up my necktie, then try

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 be what

Right now, it feels like one of the most difficult things I've ever done. It must be because I'm

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

so I finally get to her door and knock on it, with a small delay between that

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

says, her

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

later, I hear her coming closer to the door and that makes me fix my posture

a thigh slit, some smoky eyeshadow and

already feel the tension between us and to break the ice, I smirk and say. "Glossy lipstick looks great on

way to the elevator

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