A Deal With My Billionaire Husband

flesh, and I didn't think I'd have the heart t

isn't that proof enough that

usin Adrianna's birthday dinner. I hadn't seen Dante since my eyes fluttered open in the earl

t, Dante loves me and

e could go for Adrianna's birthday together and the call picked on the second ring, a high pitched voice sounded

ining section, it was my special clock that I had moved from my childhood bedroom to Dante's home and Dante had m

here was hesitation in her tone, a stal

im his wife i

D'angelo is unavailable but he asked me to specifically tell you he won't be able

aring angrily at the pink clock, it's usually vibrant quality now seeming dull in my

tied up hair to fall delicately past my shoulders and kissing my tender waist, yes my hair was long and one of my favorite thin

no one else but me. But still, there was an annoying squeaky voice telling me that if Gianna was truly back, I would never be able to compete with her for D

ng blue dress that matched the party's theme. I had been too distracted with my own thoughts I forgot to notice how blue everyone looked. Vivianna

mach. I shrugged not wanting to meet her eyes incase there was any spark of anxiety flash

that her husband got killed in France, shot in the head by the opposition, and now she's back in Algreen Cove to scrap up whatever left ove

rom gearing into my full potential was the crowd in my head. Where is my husband? I could

hell bent on not saying anything to anyone – especially Vivianna which was because of the ghost like expression

hasn't cheated on their wives. Papa cheated on mama countless times she bought a birkin bag for every time he came home with red lipst

tiredly. She had the sha

orso" then she looked my stomach which had been producing a roundness

hould probably tell you that I saw Dante arrive like thirty minutes earlier with a strange girl on the hip, but I thought you wer

idened "Y

nd saving the best for last – Dante's childhood bedroom. I pushed it open and it gave way easily and only a cold daunting air echoed back at me. The lights were turned off and the stale smell of unused room hit my no

is tone bore a harshness that surprised me. I

d feel tension thickening in the air with the way his eyes drilled into mine,

stayed quiet urging him to go on and the next words

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