All Chapters of One night with Dimitrio Falcon : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MEL Jonah looks like he’s about to explode with rage. He has always been the one with the upper hand, but tonight Dimitrio steps on it. His ego bruised and anger flaring visibly in his eyes, Jonah turns to me,“Let’s get inside.”He reaches for arm, still trying to maintain his act in front of everyone.Jonah and I walk into the hall, but everyone is staring at one man. Dimitrio.From the murmurs of the crowd, I hear that he’s an only child. Even though he’s second to Jonah in the market, his name carries such weight and authority. They say he’s a ruthless tycoon.So he’s ruthless both in business and with women. Christ. I can’t stop thinking about him. The crowd whispering about him didn’t help either.Jonah keeps me glued to him, and I try to hide my disgust every time he acts nice.I can feel Dimitrio’s gaze burn through my skin every now and then. I know I’m supposed to be angry that he used me for his selfish interest but I can’t help it. My body wants him.“He keeps staring at

MELJonah really had it out for me last night. I am standing in front of my bathroom mirror, my eyes glued on my tired reflection. My eyes are dim and my body aches all over.I take my shaky hands to my face and I feel my skin. It's still as soft as ever. My eyes fall on my wedding ring. I can’t believe I’ve had this on for two years. To me it was acceptance, a way to finally make my parents proud and my family happy. All that doesn’t mean anything to me anymore.I reach for my ring finger to pull the ring off. But I’m distracted by the sound of a crashing plate downstairs. I can hear voices. One of them is Mara’s.This house should be on a show. There’s no day without drama now.I wrap my wavy hair into a messy bun, grab my bag from the bed, and head downstairs. I don’t want to miss what is going on.Once I get to the living room, there’s Mara screaming at Jonah and I know exactly why.“You think I’m one of those girls you can just walk all over?” Mara yells, veins bulging in her hea

MEL“Oh my God, you look absolutely stunning Mrs. Andrea.”A faint blush creeps up my cheeks.I stare at my reflection in the mirror, turning my chair side to side to get a better view.I haven’t given myself enough compliments or self love to expect any of it from Jonah. Right now, the woman I’m seeing in the mirror is different. I’m beautiful.Even Jonah will be shocked to see me like this.My face beams with a smile as I stretch out my card to pay.“The cost for the session has been covered already.” The lead stylist says to me.“How?” I ask, my jaw dropping.“Courtesy of our boss, Mr. Falcon.”She steps back and pulls out a box behind her, “He asked to give you this too.”She hands me a large box, it has a red ribbon tied on it.I pull the ribbon out and open the box.I gasp. It’s a black fitted dress. My fingers trail over the stones adorning the dress. They are real diamonds.“It’s so gorgeous. It’ll definitely go with your hair.” The stylist says.I hear the other girls murmu

MELI wake with excitement, the previous night with Dimitrio still lingers in my mind. My heart flutters like a newlywed or a teenager in love.I’ve not felt this way since high school.Luan hasn’t reported to me about Jonah, I didn’t wake up early. I head downstairs to have breakfast, for the first time in a long while. But nothing prepares me for the unpleasant surprise waiting behind the door.In the living room, seated on the couch, wearing a zebra striped shirt and a light blue short, thick lap exposed with a stupid smug look on her face, is Marcia Gomez. What the fuck is she doing here?God, help me.“Hi, Mel. I was hoping to run into you.” Well obviously, she’s in my house. She knows that too. I shoot her a questionable look.“Oh, your husband let me in. I know you must be wondering. Such a gentleman.”I roll my eyes.Of course he is, Jonah could never turn down someone as appealing as Marcia. Fucking scum.“I was hoping we could have a chat.” Marcia says, still smiling at

DIMITRIOI sit at El Chapo’s bar, waiting for my secretary to deliver the documents of everything they’ve been able to gather concerning Melody’s marriage.It’s a bit suspicious, considering that the marriage wasn’t public. A man like Jonah Andrea would want a lavish wedding, one where everyone would be present.It’s like they’re hiding something in plain sight, and I’m going to find out what that is.“Here are the documents, sir.” My secretary says, placing them before me.“Care to fill me in?”“My apologies, sir.” He bows his head.“Miss Caroline and I did some digging, but we didn’t find anything out of the ordinary.”“What do you mean?”“The Milans had Mrs. Andrea two weeks after their company went bankrupt.”“Was it known that Mrs. Milan was pregnant?” “Yes, sir. The media had several photos of her pregnancy. The details of the months and due date weren't disclosed.”If the Milan’s already had a beautiful daughter, what exactly would prompt them to have another?“I hear the sec