All Chapters of The Heiress’ Revenge : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

A R I A N A My phone buzzed on the nightstand, I was still feeling shaky from the kiss with Dante my lips were tingling and my whole body was still sore. I stared at the empty bed where Dante had laid with me after our heated session as I reached for my phone. I saw Raya's name on the screen and answered. "Ariana," Raya's voice was tense, worried. "Gosh! I’ve been trying to get to you… you need to know what's happening." "What is it?" I asked, sitting up straighter. "It's the company," she said, her words coming out in a rush. "It's falling apart, deals are being canceled left and right, Investors are pulling out and the stock price is crashing. Your father... he's locked in his office, screaming at everyone and he has fired almost half of the workers. It's a mess." I listened, my stomach twisting into a knot, I knew this was Dante's doing, this was his revenge for what my father did to me. A part of me felt bad Melendez Corp was my family's legacy it was the company I was su

D A N T E I left the house feeling good. Satisfied. I finally felt like things were falling back into place, I was succeeding in making her stay with me. I got to my office, and Antonio was already there, leaning against my desk. “You are smiling,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Did the world end? Did Dante Russo finally learn how to be happy?” I scowled at him, but I couldn’t completely wipe the feeling away. “Shut up, Antonio.” He laughed, making fun of me but I didn’t care. For the first time in a long time, things felt right. And I didn’t want that to change, but who was I kidding? There was still a lot more to fix and unfold, a lot more to fight for. I want to be a better person for her even if it means losing everything I’ve worked for, for as long as she was by my side, I was satisfied. Then my phone rang. It was Marco. “Sir,” Marco’s voice was all business. “Mrs. Russo is meeting her mother at a café downtown.” My good mood faded a little. What is it with the Mel

A R I A N A I kissed him with everything I had all the fear, the anger, the confusion I poured it into that kiss as I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped, letting him take my full weight. Dante caught me easily, his strong arms holding me up as he kissed me back just as hard, just as desperate. We broke apart, both gasping for air. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would burst. "I want you," I breathed out, the words feeling both terrifying and right. "I want you Dante Russo." I looked straight into his dark, shocked eyes. "Even though you are ruthless," I said, my voice getting stronger. "Even though you are ten years older than me It only makes me want you more." His arms tightened around me and I could feel his heart pounding against my chest. "I want you," I whispered again, my lips brushing his. "Even if you are going to be my ruin, I don't care anymore, I choose you." I saw something break in his eyes the last of his walls crumbled as he looked at me li

A R I A N A I ran from the kitchen, my heart feeling too full, too confused as Dante’s words played over and over in my head. A fresh start. Take it slow. One chance.I didn’t know how to feel, a part of me wanted to believe him so badly it hurt and another part was screaming that it was a trick.It was only for his devious measures and I didn’t want to gullible at least not again.I reached my room and closed the door, leaning against it the tears I was holding back began to stream. Happy tears? Scared tears? I didn’t know.What was Dante up to? Did he want to hurt me? Was he trying to use me or he really meant what he said? Then my phone buzzed in the pocket of Dante’s shirt.I pulled it out, wiping my eyes It was a message from my father, what did he want now? I thought I had made it clear that I didn’t want anything to do with him, he should fuck off foe all I care.I opened it.It was a picture. A dark, blurry picture but I could see enough.A small farmilar figure tied

A R I A N A I stared at my father, my vision blurry with tears, the ropes on my wrists felt so tight, but the fear in my heart felt even tighter.He looked enraged and if looks could kill I’ll be six inches under the ground. “Dad,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Please please do not kill my child., it doesn’t have to be this way, please, he is just a little boy. He has done nothing wrong… just let him go please.”My father just stared down at me his face was cold, unhinged by anything I said, if anything it made him look even more infuriated.“I worked for everything,” he said, his voice flat and hard. “I built my company from nothing, I made the Melendez name powerful, do you have any idea how many sacrifices I had made to get to where I was? Huh? I put my sweat and blood to reach the position I was a few weeks back….I did it all and you… you ruined it. You ruined everything.”I shivered at his tune but it didn’t stop be from pleading. “I am sorry, dad! I am so sorry! please, do