A R I A N AI was so pissed at Dante how could he believe Jessica? How could he take her side and tell me to apologize? He was supposed to be my husband, he was supposed to support me.I was so upset.I walked straight out of the hotel meeting the chauffeur was waiting outside."Take me to the airport," I told him my voice was shaking with anger.The chauffeur looked surprised but he nodded. "Yes, Mrs. Russo."The car ride to the airport was quiet.I stared out the window, but I did not see the beautiful city of Milan all I could see was Dante holding Jessica and him telling me to apologize.We got to the private jet.I walked up the steps and went straight to a seat in the back putting on my headphones and stared at my phone. I did not want to talk to anyone certainly not Dante. A little while later, I heard voices. I looked up.Dante was walking onto the plane and right behind him was Jessica.Just great!My heart dropped.My eyes started to sting with tears, why was she here?
A R I A N A The rest of our days in Italy were perfect exquisite if I must say, Dante made sure of it, he kepy work aside and spent every minute with me.We saw beautiful art, ate delicious food, walked through old streets holding hands. He made me laugh and made me feel safe all the time. Dante’s presence made me forget about all my problems.It’s like I don’t have any worries but then again when reality hits me, I remeber that I have few days left to get my father those papers. Our flight is later in the evening so we were currently heading down to the to have lunch in the hotel restaurant before our flight.I was wearing a pretty dress Dante bought me, he still hasn’t asked for his card back to which I am grateful for cause I still haven’t found it, I had asked the chauffeur that took me to the mall the other time and he didn’t find it. We were walking to our table when Dante's phone rang snapping me out of my train of thoughts, he looked at it and his face got serious."I am s
A R I A N AI stayed on the ground for as long as long as I could count.A soft know snaps me out of my train of thoughts. "Ariana?" Dante's voice was muffled through the door sounding worried. "Please, open the door let me in."I shook my head, even though he couldn't see me suddenly feeling like my voice was lost. My throat was too tight with tears."Please, princess," he begged as his voice was so soft. "I am worried about you, please let me see you…. I’m so sorry."His worried voice broke through my sadness. I didn't want him to feel bad It wasn't his fault that my father was a monster, he shouldn’t be apologizing for my misery not when he’s not the cause of it.Slowly, I pushed myself up from the floor, my legs were still shaky as I unlocked the door and pulled it open.Dante stood there, his hair still wet from the pool, his eyes were full of worry and guilt.The second he saw me, he opened his arms I didn't hesitate.I crashed into his chest, burying my face in his bare
A R I A N A We lay on the bed, both breathing heavily, the sheets were a mess and our skin was damp with sweat. I felt tired and happy and not mad at him anymore.My cheeks heat up as I hit my lower lip. Dante turned his head to look at me. "Let's go for a night swim," he said, his voice still a little rough.I had seen the hotel's pool when I went out for a tour the day we got here when can’t had left for his important meeting, it as on the roof, lit up with blue lights.It looked amazing."Okay," I said, nodding. "It looks pretty cool."We got out of bed, Dante disappearing into the bathroom.I put on the new swimsuit I bought earlier today from the mall almost like I knew we were going for a swim, It was a simple black one-piece.I hurriedly wore it on looking at myself in the mirror. It looked nice it hugged every curve perfectly fine.When I walked out of the bathroom, Dante was already in his swim shorts. He was staring at me his eyes moved slowly down my body and back up
A R I A N AThe taxi dropped me off at the hotel and I went up to our room It was quiet and empty. Dante was still not back.I was mad. He promised to meet me at the mall yet he ditched me leaving me alone to wonder around. Just a while ago I was insulted and tormented almost ending up in jail but thanks to Damien, my ass was saved. I threw my small shopping bag on the bed I did not buy much after what happened, I just got the basic necessities. My phone buzzed. It was a message from my father my stomach churned."You have three more weeks do not fail me or your child suffered the mistake of his mother."That was all it said, my heart dropped as my blood ran cold. Three weeks. That was no time at all.I groaned and fell back onto the bed fear wrapped around my heart like ice. What was I going to do? How could I find those papers in three weeks?I started overthinking. My mind raced with all the bad things that could happen, my father hurting Asher and Dante finding out and
A R I A N AOnce we were away from the store, I pulled my hand back from Damien's. "Thank you," I said, my voice still a little shaky. "But you should not have lied, you should not have said I was your wife." I say Damien gave me a small, apologetic smile. "I am sorry for the lie but I saw how they were treating you, It was wrong and you did not deserve that so I had to do something big to make them stop."My brows furrowed well of course he did something big if Dante was to ever find out that his biggest rival claimed me as his wife to the public, hell will let loose.He looked at me closely. "Is Dante not treating you well? Is that why you have no money? Why you are alone?" He says snapping me out of my train of thoughts.I felt a flash of annoyance. "No! Of course not! It is not like that at all, if anything, Dante treats me very well. He gave me his card before I came her and I lost it. In fact we were suppose to come where together but something came up at work so I had to com