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,

a little. "You planned to divorce me so you could marry her."

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

looks away again with a chuckle that sounds

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

me. She's clearly hurt by this

she says, "Anyway, Mike should

"Vanessa-"

than you do." She walks

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

hating that

even pace a few times, giving it a few

about what happened. If only the bodyguards had done their job, Carmella wouldn't have gotten the chance to get close to

necktie turns into a struggle as I 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

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

me a few seconds 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

I'm all dressed up and ready to leave, 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 things I've ever done. It must be

get to her

like I'm ready to speak to her with all this guilt, so I finally get to her door

you always take. I don't want to be

she says,

my lips, taking a few steps back and 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

closer to the door and that makes me fix my posture as

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 she closes the door, flipping her hair styled

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

way to the elevator without saying anything about

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