บททั้งหมดของ A Deal With My Billionaire Husband : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

DANTE’S POVEvery D’angelo born son had an element of madness in them, but Matteo? Matteo was a bastard in every meaning of the term. Illegitimate son to his father, never had the love of a mother, I mean none of us did but the only kind of love he ever received were from the strippers that clung to him at night. He was repulsed by anything that had to do with falling in love, so when he looked me dead in the eyes and said“Gianna says hi, she misses you” I knew he was setting a bait but I wasn’t going to be stupid enough to step into it. I could see Helena had stopped at the mention of Gianna’s name and I never wanted that name to come up not while I was engaged to Helena – I had broken her heart the first time thinking I could have a chance with the girl I fell in love with as a teenager but I had been delusional enough thinking I was part of Gianna’s plans. She had a big dream and I was just a small fraction of it.After Helena was out of earshot, satisfied with the reaction he had

HELENA’S POVWhen Matteo meant shopping, the last thing I would’ve ever thought was that he was going car shopping and he was using me to fill up the void.“What would Dante think of you, parading me around in automobile shop and looking for a car that doesn’t exist?” I said as we walked into the third shop and Matteo already looked unimpressed even though I seemed a bit starstruck at the luxuriousness of the place.“I doubt he’d care much” he said it so casually like he wasn’t thinking but it stung all the same, a biting feeling in my chest that wouldn’t pass away.“Besides I’m following strict instructions to not let you out of my sight today” he continued.“Why?” I voiced out, as he inspected a white colored Ferrari, with the salesperson hot on our heels ready to read out specifications I knew Matteo wasn’t in interested in.“You’re a flight risk” he said plainly and then looked at the salesperson right after “I’ll take it.Moments later, Matteo and I stepped out and just immediatel

HELENA’S POV“Starting off with an elegant price of ten thousand dollars, do I hear eleven in the corner” the auction started on my ring and before I could blink my eyes, miss expensive jewelry had her card up.“Twelve thousand” she called aloud and my mouth fell open, but I didn’t have time to gape, I threw my hands up immediately.“Fifteen thousand” my small voice sounding larger in the quiet room, and I saw miss expensive jewelry throw me a dirty look but I didn’t have the time to engage in theatrics with anybody, I had to buy the ring back and Matteo’s amused expression in the corner wasn’t helping this situation at all.“Twenty thousand” another feminine voice called out from just behind me, and when I turned to look at her she returned my stare with a blank one.“Twenty thousand – do I hear twenty five thousand people?” oh this auction host was having the time of his life at my own expense.“Thirty thousand dollars” miss expensive jewelry hollered again, louder and her tone more

“At least, now you know you mean something to him” Matteo’s words kept ringing in my head as I started at the diamonds on my bed. But before I knew it, my feet were moving before I could stop them. I bolted from my room, my pulse racing, my chest tightening with emotions I wasn’t sure how to process.I found Dante in the guest room, sitting at the edge of the bed and nursing an almost finished bottle of whiskey. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing his chest, and just then as I stepped into the room his head turned to me with a, his eyes were drunken slits and drinking me up, the usual darkness simmering in his eyes. That gaze—it was always there, always ready to drag me under.Our eyes locked for what felt like an eternity and my heart began to speed up, my emotions stirring in ways I couldn’t control. There was still the familiar tingling between my legs and each passing second that Dante kept his eyes fixed on me, it grew more intense. How did he have so much effect

MATTEO’S POVThere was a certain tingle to my body when Helena stepped out in her dance clothes, shorts that stopped mid-thigh with a tank-top and her long hair tied up to a messy ponytail, exposing her neck and I felt like a starving vampire writing under the scorching son.“Damn” I was surprised at my own thoughts. My eyes unconsciously drifted down to her legs and she caught me.“Hey, my face is up here” she snapped her fingers in her face and I scrunched my nose, my heart nearly going off“You wish”She rolled her eyes at me, and pushed past me into the car and instantly filling my nose with her vanilla scent as she passed by, filling my stomach with a warm fuzziness that I had never felt before. What was going on with me?After I dropped Helena off, I walked to the coffee shop just opposite her dance studio to up my daily need of caffeine and spin the time while I waited for her. I took a lone seat by the window directly facing where Helena danced and I could see her. I wouldn’t