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Author: Sophia Clarks
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D A N T E

I had finally returned to New York after a long week away. Business in Milan had been successful, but exhausting all I wanted was a hot shower and my bed.

But there was no rest for me.

My phone buzzed as soon as we landed, Another business dinner tonight. And it wasn’t one I could miss, it was an Important clients

I sighed and texted my driver to be ready.

The car ride into the city gave me time to think. A week away from the mansion. A week away from... her.

Ariana.

My wife.

Just thinking about her made my jaw tighten the damn wedding kiss haunted me the way her lips had been so soft under mine, the way her body had stiffened at first, then slowly melted into me.

She hated me. I knew that but I’ve always had my eyes on her, ever since she was at college when I had gone to see Maria.

The moment I set my eyes on her I knew I had to have her, own her.

Ever since I had a taste of her at the night club that same night when she had lost her virginity to me, a
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  • The Heiress’ Revenge    022.

    A R I A N A Two days had passed since the dinner at my parents' house, and things have been a little bit too strange, and confusing. Dante had been...different. He showed up at breakfast yesterday morning before leaving for work, he sat there drinking coffee while I ate, not saying much. Then he asked if I needed anything before leaving. This morning, same thing. It was unsettling the Dante I knew didn't do "nice." He didn't check on people, he commanded, he took, he controlled. It felt oddly weird, like he was up to something. Like he wanted me to lose my guard so he’d hurt me just like his nephew. That night at the garden, I touched my lips remembering his kiss, so gentle compared to our other shared ones. His words, “Let me take the pain away” played in my head over and over. My heart wanted to believe him. My mind knew better. Dante wouldn’t just go easy on me without his selfish need. No man does that nowadays, they’re bunch of betraying assholes. A knock a

  • The Heiress’ Revenge    021.

    D A N T EI watched Ariana run out of the dining room, her face pale, hands shaking and her father didn't even blink just kept talking business like nothing happened. Disgust twisted in my gut. This man. This arrogant, cold bastard, he sat there smiling, thinking my marriage to his daughter changed anything. As if I'd forget he wasn’t responsible for my parents' deaths. The proof was almost ready, just a few more pieces then he'd pay for everyone if his mistakes. "Ariana seems...," her father remarked, sipping his wine. I clenched my jaw. "Maybe because her father sold her like cattle." The words slipped out before I could stop them. Ricardo Melendez froze, his glass halfway to his lips. Then he laughed a cold, humorless sound. "I wanted the merger and you wanted my daughter, business is business, Dante." I stood abruptly, my chair scraping loud against the floor. "Excuse me." I didn't wait for permission and just walked out, chasing after Ariana. The garden was

  • The Heiress’ Revenge    020.

    A R I A N A A whole week had passed since that night. Seven days since Dante stormed out after our fight. Seven days since Angelo disappeared. I sat at my office desk, staring at the same document for the past hour my mind wasn't on work, It kept going back to that moment Dante's dark orbs, his threatening words, the way he'd kissed me like he owned me. And Angelo... I hadn't seen or heard from him since. HR said he'd called in sick, no details, Just sick which made me wonder how much damage Dante had caused. I didn’t ask him to fight my battles, and I’m not justifying what Angelo did but Dante may have went a little bit too far. A knock at my office door snaps my out of train of thoughts making me let out a breath as Raya marched in with her her usual cheerful self which suddenly replaced with a serious expression. "Your father called," she said. "Family dinner tonight he left no room for argument so you have to come." My stomach dropped, I hadn't seen my father since

  • The Heiress’ Revenge    019.

    D A N T E I stormed out of Ariana's room, my blood boiling. Angelo, that little bastard had laid hands on my wife. I pulled out my phone and dialed Marco, my head of security. "Find Angelo," I growled the moment he answered. "I don't care where he is bring him to me." I hung up before Marco could respond, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. The urge to break every bone in his body, his fucking face, shattering that pretty boy face he thinks he have making sure he never touched Ariana again. He may have done that while they were married but not now not ever, she was mine and he doesn’t have the fucking rights to even as much look at her. I wasn’t suppose to let myself fall for her, it was never part of the plan, I hated that I sees so much knowing that in the end she deserved someone better, someone that isn’t me or Angelo. Ariana wasn't supposed to mean anything to me but after that night, god she had wrecked all my rules, she was mine to claim. The sight of h

  • The Heiress’ Revenge    018.

    A R I A N A I sat at my desk long after Angelo left, staring at the wall as my cheek still stung from his slap. My eyes were swollen from crying and I didn't have the energy to move an inch. I was already exhausted and I still had some files to look into before calling it a day. My phone buzzed on the desk, I didn't want to look at it because it was probably Raya checking on me or maybe my father with more demands. But the buzzing didn't stop. With a sigh, I picked it up. Unknown Number: Dinner with Nonna tonight, 8 PM, my driver will pick you up at 7:30. Don't be late. My stomach twisted it was Dante of course he'd message me now, when I felt my worst. I threw the phone back on the desk without replying. There was no way I was going to any dinner at least not tonight not with my face still red and puffy. It will only make matters worse and Dante he would want to hear the story. The phone buzzed again. Unknown Number: Its your husband wifey, Answer when I text you.

  • The Heiress’ Revenge    017.

    A R I A N A The meeting with Voss Corp had dragged on for hours and my back ached from sitting in the stiff boardroom chair. I barely got enough sleep last night, Asante had sincerely manage to fill his thoughts inside my head, he was getting to me and I hated that. My head ached from listening to numbers and projections, I needed a break, a long comfortable one. I just wanted it to be over. Finally, the CEO stood up. "Thank you all for your time. We'll reconvene next week." I barely understood what was going on, I’m thankful Raya was here to take notes, I’d run through everything at my convince before make my decisions. People started to leave and I belong to pack the papers in a file, eager to leave the place and return to the comfort of my office. "Ariana." I looked up and it was Damien Voss stood at the end of the table, smiling, I hadn’t notice that everyone else had already left the room it was just us. "Mr. Voss," I said politely. "Was there something else?"

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