All Chapters of UNHOLY DESIRE: Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

DEIRDRE POVA while later, Matteo walked towards me with a large paper in his hand.He sat on the bed, making me rise slowly and gazing at his hand."What's that?" I asked."The outcome of today's search," He said, then opened it slowly and turned it to face me.It was a map. My eyes widened, and I sat up straight, "Does that mean we can..." I trailed off.I didn't want to be too excited for fear that it might not really mean what I was thinking about."Yes, darling. We can finally leave here. However, we need help with decoding it. And you are the translator here." Matteo pointed out."What language is it in? And do you realize I don't know all the language of this world?" I asked him.Matteo shrugged his big shoulders, "I am sure it's nothing you can't handle," He said.Then he added, "I believe it's in Armenian."Matteo set the map before me, looking at me with expectation-filled eyes."Tell me it's one of the languages you are fluent in, Deirdre," He said."Well, today is our luck

DEIRDRE POVMatteo didn't love me.Of course, he didn't. I was stupid to think he'd be bowing at my feet when he didn't three years ago.I was just a fuck mate to him then and still a fuck mate now.I assumed his taking me to the forbidden waterfall could mean he was into me and wanted to explore other things with me, but he had done it to fuck m,e, and I had allowed him.Sighing as my eyes closed and opened, I sat up on the bed, pushing a hand through my hair.Why would I want him to love me anyway? It was silly. I was going to leave him and never intended to stay with him after leaving the Island, yet I still desire to hear the three-letter words."Deirdre," I groaned, falling back to the bed. Everything was confusing, even my heart. It knew what it wanted, and at the same time, it didn't."I don't want to leave him anymore," I muttered, pushing my bottom lip out.I guess it was insane. Staying in a loveless relationship and barely knowing what your husband was up to. He'd disappear

DIEDRE POV"He's going to be fine," Mrs Smith assured me for the umpteenth time."No," I murmured, my gaze traveling to the wall clock.It was close to midnight, yet Matteo wasn't there. How was he going to be okay then?My head reeled as I thought back to the gunshot I had heard, followed by the scream. I couldn't precisely say whose it was, and it could be anyone. Yet, I couldn't help but think it was Matteo's.The voice had been a deep, masculine voice. It sounded almost like Matteo, and I could barely hear what was said, seeing as Lucia had nudged me into the car."He isn't here; how do you want me to believe that he's fine?" I asked her.Folding my arms in front of me, I breathed out.I shut my eyes, opened them again, then shut and opened them again, hoping he'd magically appear in front of me.But I knew then to hope for that to happen.Mrs. Smith's expression softened. "You're exhausted. You haven't slept since arriving. Mr. Ferrari wouldn't want to see you like this."Then he

DEIRDRE POVTWO DAYS LATERI watched as Matteo took a few steps away from me, barking orders into his phone. He had been tensed since we arrived here, and I knew he was only smiling because of Kendall. She was the reason we were here; after all, Matteo had promised to bring her to Disneyland, and he was trying to be happy for her.It wasn't sadness I saw in his eyes; it was anger, and I couldn't help but wonder to whom it was directed.Kendall was a different matter. The moment we stepped through the gates of Disneyland, her hand had left mine. Her little gasp of delight and the way her eyes lit up as she took in the colorful sights melted a part of me.It was this reaction I wished to see in her all the time, and I was glad that she experienced this while with Matteo, her father."Mummy, look! It's Belle!" Kendall squealed. She ran towards me, gripping my hand while pointing her finger toward a woman in a flowing yellow gown with brown hair curled at the tip and subtle makeup. She wa