The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife – Chapter 2

Mackenna trembled when she passed the woman at the gate her ticket, admitting she was frightened. In ending the marriage to Alessandro, she was admitting she had failed. She hadn’t been able to succeed at being a wife, hadn’t been able to hold onto her husband and hadn’t been able to make it work. She had given up on her marriage and was incapable of taking back her husband from a gorgeous Brazilian supermodel. Not like it was a competition and Alessandro was a prize; he was no prize. He was the antithesis of a prize. Her marriage to him was a cost, a penalty for which she had paid much too much.

She drew a shaky breath as she boarded the aircraft and when she took her seat she was quaking like a leaf. The flight would take her almost a full twenty hours from Phoenix to Milan. Twenty hours to panic and worry somehow Alessandro knew she was coming, and he was going to meet her flight. Terrified somehow, he would convince her she was the crazy one and she would wind up on her back, in his bed and still married to him. Even with the ocean between them, she felt his s****l pull on her. She resented him for it.

She was exhausted when she arrived in Milan and more than annoyed with herself as every tall, lean, dark-haired man made her do a double take. Her heart fluttered nervously with each confirmation it was not Alessandro and his amber eyes coming to make her pay for the insult she’d bestowed on his family by walking out on him. She simply needed to get in and out of the country and since she knew from the magazine, she had read the week before, it was fashion week in Paris. He was in France, not Italy, representing his company and his label. She had planned this trip at this time for this reason. Knowing he would receive the divorce petition when she was safely back in Phoenix was the only way she felt safe.

my Nonno, how I’ve missed you. I didn’t know you were meeting my plane.”

gged her tight. “Oh, my Mackenna, I couldn’t let my only girl take the subway home.”

r her shoulder and walked tucked under his strong arm in the direction of the taxi stand. He didn’t own a car and relied on the public transportation system as did

good to see you,” he spoke happily as he escorted her int

ination get the better of me perhaps.”

return his wife home. Even now, five years later, the man called him weekly, demanding an address he did not have. The man was obsessed with his granddaughter and although he wished it were because he loved her, he sincerely doubted it.

was displayed for the world to see. In his opinion he should have shown the world he was proud of his wife, not hidden her away like she was a dirty secret. As far as he was concerned, Mackenna was ten times the woman compared to Alessandro’s constant companion. Alessandro did not deserve

ow?” He asked his granddaughter quietly.

Nine in the morning,

it is time for you to get on with your life and to live it the way your parents would have wanted you to.”

s a very nice man but I want to clean up this messed-up relationship before I start on the next one.”

young woman.” He commented quietly. “How do you like your job at the hospital?”

ifted her head and looked out the window of the city she’d once called home. It was beautiful and vibrant and everything she missed when she was in Phoenix.

eeing Alessandro?” He asked quietly.

e here for it to be finalized, just for it to be started.”

rted yesterday though, I plan to stay here all week. I haven’t gone shopping in so long and I could really use a wardrobe update.” She shook her bag on the seat. “I only brought one bag with me but I’m hoping to leave with a l

o tended to the other woman made her want to scream in frustration.

n Brazil with the lovely model who went only by the name Dulce on his arm as the new face of the company, she’d tried to be understanding to show him the support he’d given her. After all, hadn’t he agreed with her to finish her second year of her two-ye

had been confused at first. Then she herself had heard the story of how Alessandro had met the woman, straight from Alessandro’s lips who had found the tale hilarious.

new he’d been in Brazil promoting. He’d been impressed by her tenacity and spunk or so he claimed. Mackenna knew he’d more likely been impressed with her long slender body, flawless complexion, and dark exotic beauty.

ad the curves the women in her family had been blessed with, a healthy bra size and hips, her grandmother assured her, made for childbirth. She was averagely built, a normal five-foot-six woman. Her hair a dark dirty blonde coupled with gray-blue eyes which were nothing worth getti

ed to her. She had definitely been gone too long.

of them fawn and fuss over her. Her grandmother cooked her favourite meal for d

Her grandfather had reassured her he would be by her side with the lawyer in the morn

ntense and heated and she shivered even now thinking of how with a simple glance he could cut her down.

e giant cat.

t. It wasn’t hunger for her she had realized but only hunger to possess her. She knew when he was around her, she was powerless against him.

as cleaned up. She was going to get her life back. She was starting over.

man. She’d get married and she’d have a family. Mackenna knew deep down she’d never love someone the way she had Alessandro, but she had to do what was best for her and he was not. He’d hurt her too deeply for her to ever forgive him and there was no way she could ever go back to the mindless adoration she’d once had for him. She knew t

ike the tiger she’d seen in the zoo, Alessandro was not capable of monogamy. When she finally fell asleep, her cheeks were damp, and her pillow was soaked, and her